<?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-1897235504440609177</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:16:22.369+08:00</updated><category term='rants'/><category term='event'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='love'/><category term='ink'/><category term='bernikei was here'/><category term='random'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>ncjnp</title><subtitle type='html'>fuck yeah skinny bitch</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>336</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-272011027641210852</id><published>2010-01-06T22:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:12:52.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Go On Go On &amp;Break My Heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifestyle.iloveindia.com/lounge/hello-in-different-languages-3390.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, so why is it that when we're left alone, we get paranoid; thinking up a storm of all the worst things that you can possibly come up with. I mean, why do you have to make sense of everything, why can't we just accept something for what it is. Why do we tend to analyze situations that have relatively made slight alterations in it's rather usual straight pattern. What's amazing is when things are back to normal, we so easily forget all the accusations and bogus imagery that went on up in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's annoying that so many things were running through my mind in one particular episode. Thinking back, I feel pretty stupid for thinking and assuming such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so, common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll be &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;fearless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better believe I'm fearless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-272011027641210852?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/272011027641210852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=272011027641210852&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/272011027641210852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/272011027641210852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/go-on-go-on-my-heart.html' title='Go On Go On &amp;Break My Heart..'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-2450055141296872023</id><published>2010-01-05T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:24:34.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Yes. Yes. Yes.</title><content type='html'>A year older, a year wiser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/S0NUDxBUXtI/AAAAAAAACcQ/iKsa3RnCaX0/s1600-h/05012010895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/S0NUDxBUXtI/AAAAAAAACcQ/iKsa3RnCaX0/s320/05012010895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423270799959416530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/S0NUDgOC2VI/AAAAAAAACcI/M5CxGHrxWQc/s1600-h/05012010894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/S0NUDgOC2VI/AAAAAAAACcI/M5CxGHrxWQc/s320/05012010894.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423270795449391442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/S0NUDUH1WiI/AAAAAAAACcA/QG5EbDH9nM0/s1600-h/05012010896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/S0NUDUH1WiI/AAAAAAAACcA/QG5EbDH9nM0/s320/05012010896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423270792202115618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have expanded in size. Due to the extensive consumption of delectables, heh :D today is my birthday and although it was just a simple celebration, I couldn't ask for anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I haven't been blogging in ages, and it's pretty much dead. Well, for what it's worth, I'm gonna get back on track and start blogging again. I need to feel some ounce of contentment in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am starting college next week. And it's gonna be interesting, I suppose? We're not planning on spending CNY here this year, thesister is graduating in Perth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had a shitty NYD :/ tres disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang was awesome, apart from the hostile jellyfish. Here's to a new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/S0NZcUeGmSI/AAAAAAAACcY/fW9W87FhgF4/s1600-h/05012010897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/S0NZcUeGmSI/AAAAAAAACcY/fW9W87FhgF4/s400/05012010897.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423276719350389026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;umm, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I thought you couldn't hurt me, you had to on my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-2450055141296872023?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2450055141296872023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=2450055141296872023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2450055141296872023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2450055141296872023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-yes-yes.html' title='Yes. Yes. Yes.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/S0NUDxBUXtI/AAAAAAAACcQ/iKsa3RnCaX0/s72-c/05012010895.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-4340335229528867076</id><published>2009-12-16T02:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:42:30.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>You Can Kiss Me If You Want To</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SyfXWgqxAxI/AAAAAAAACbc/p5dqbaZ0ZJ0/s1600-h/02122009654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SyfXWgqxAxI/AAAAAAAACbc/p5dqbaZ0ZJ0/s320/02122009654.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415533858662712082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm leaving for Singapore in the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God knows I'm gonna miss you b ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sorry for the hiatus, it sucks that I haven't got the mood to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;But I have all the time in the world to spam facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;and he said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I Want To Baby.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1897235504440609177-4340335229528867076?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4340335229528867076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=4340335229528867076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4340335229528867076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4340335229528867076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-can-kiss-me-if-you-want-to.html' title='You Can Kiss Me If You Want To'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SyfXWgqxAxI/AAAAAAAACbc/p5dqbaZ0ZJ0/s72-c/02122009654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-7126542896443376770</id><published>2009-11-26T04:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T05:54:04.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Don't Mean Anything, Now That You're Gone</title><content type='html'>Hi ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So well, haven't been blogging for sometime now. It's been pretty hectic in college with assignments and presentations due, man oh man. Everything's all good now, exam's in a week though, yikes. Gotta stop wasting time on facebook and start revising :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know what you're thinking, it's facebook, like hell I'm gonna stop going on. I will..try. Seriously, I'm shit scared for French. Not so much for the other two. Honestly, I can't wait for it to be over and done with, YES. Then it's 3rd sem baby. I feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, speaking of which, I'm kinda excited that the year is coming to an end. SO FAST though. But it's good, I like beginnings. Especially cause NeYo's coming down in JANUARY! Time to start making my resolutions list again. So far, this year, I've done pretty much everything I wanted to do, almost. I still have a lot that I haven't done though, kinda bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sw2VMK0M18I/AAAAAAAACbU/8n9iD4fJURI/s1600/webcamsession.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sw2VMK0M18I/AAAAAAAACbU/8n9iD4fJURI/s400/webcamsession.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408142763836102594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been spending most of my time talking to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;thebff&lt;/span&gt; :D BIG BIG shoutout to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eyi&lt;/span&gt; love aka ryan johnson ;) haha yeah, see, the plan was to tell my parents (if they ever asked) that his name is ryan johnson, cause my parents get really paranoid when I'm around malay guys. But mum already saw his name, so it's Emyrul Johnson; somehow. haha weird. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think the maggie goreng I ate yesterday is giving me stomach cramps -.- bloody hell, I couldn't wake up from bed at all today. Freaking wasted a whole day in bed. I decided to make lamingtons! Today, which is the 26th! :D never tasted one before and I'm such a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/communitychannel?blend=1&amp;amp;ob=4"&gt;community channel&lt;/a&gt; junkie. GOD she's crazy funny. I LOVE YOU NAT! heh, so excited (y) watch and subscribe, there will never be a dull moment in your life, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I went out with Raffy the other day, had a really awesome time at the restaurant next to the smelly &lt;s&gt;river&lt;/s&gt; stream. But yeah, we visited the doggies at Central Park, we're going there for a picnic, haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a go at playing my guitar now and wake up the neighbourhood. I just wanna learn one song, ONE BLOODY SONG. &amp;amp; I'll be content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOD FTW.&lt;br /&gt;not really, just over exaggerating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;amp; yes, I would actually ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but M'sia is fucked &amp;amp; it would be complicated; I love you baby)&lt;br /&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/1897235504440609177-7126542896443376770?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7126542896443376770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=7126542896443376770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7126542896443376770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7126542896443376770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-mean-anything-now-that-youre-gone.html' title='Don&apos;t Mean Anything, Now That You&apos;re Gone'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sw2VMK0M18I/AAAAAAAACbU/8n9iD4fJURI/s72-c/webcamsession.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3651803647102586763</id><published>2009-11-15T21:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:01:42.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Take My Hand, We're Off To Never Never-Land.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I really don't know why I do this but I think it's become a dirty habit. Whenever you bump into me now, I'll give you what I'd like to call a wave wave, literally a double wave -.- I know right, I mean, like, wtf. It's like programmed into  my peewee brain that it's okay to double wave everytime you meet someone you possibly know. &amp;amp; my friends get really annoyed sometimes. See, I have to stay in college the whole day if classes finish late 'cause well, I don't have a car, let alone my drivers license. Yeah, pathetic, I know. So yeah, because I stay in college all day, I practically know atleast one person from each department/class/school. So whenever I pass them on the way to class with my friends, I always get comments like, "God, you know everyone, don't you." like it's a bad thing. Then they get annoyed for god knows what reason. Bugger off, so I know people. So what?! WAVE WAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wave a lot. I think it's like a biological mutation reflex thing :/ whenever I see a familiar face, it automatically sends signals to my brain telling it to lift my hand and move it from left to right with optimum force and velocity. I'm even starting to do it in church. Like today I saw this girl from sunday school, haven't seen her in awhile and she was walking pass me, I smile and like some kind of uncontrollable reflex, I &lt;s&gt;wave&lt;/s&gt;double wave. I felt so retarded when she gave me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the look&lt;/span&gt;. Felt like such a freak. Gee, thanks ...hm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a little bit about today. Made my friends kidnap me after mass today, I just needed a dose of friends, overdosed on family due to the fact that I couldn't go out because people these days don't make use of their handphones *rolls eyes. Screw that, so over it. So yeah, sunday breakfast with my friends are always the best :) I love spending time with em. Picture, AKA brain stimulator (ohyeaah) If you can't see the reason for the picture on the right, just slap yourself. The van's indicator is for the left and the other car's indicator is for the right. We were like, duuude I wonder how that's gonna go down. Haha we didn't really pay much attention after that. Just thought it'll be fun to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SwAVWSQkCyI/AAAAAAAACa8/FnjXAHzjlfw/s1600-h/15112009566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SwAVWSQkCyI/AAAAAAAACa8/FnjXAHzjlfw/s320/15112009566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404343025447209762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SwAVW8ASuKI/AAAAAAAACbE/OblC__WF3sM/s1600-h/15112009573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SwAVW8ASuKI/AAAAAAAACbE/OblC__WF3sM/s320/15112009573.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404343036653254818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another thing, I don't know why my mum things it's okay for her to talk to me like how she does with my elder sister. I mean, I don't like talking to my family, it's long and hard (ohdouble meaning, don't get excited now) for me to explain. JUST I don't like talking at home. The only conversations I have with my parents are either to argue about how much I think they're wrong and if I can go out. Because even when I know the answer, I still have to ask permission, so that they feel like they are in control of my life, still. after 17 years, they still wanna hold my hand and cross the road *metaphorically speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sitting in front of the laptop this weekend, how dull. YEAH. I know, damn. Mum kept bugging me to wash my clothes but when I finally got to it, the machine was full, but she's still asking me to wash my clothes, damn sometimes, I can so totally see where I get my blondness from. Seriously, I don't know what is up with her. At work she's so alert, she remembers everything. But when we talk to her or tell her something, she's like a retarded brain damaged child! DUDE. Like, the fuck. It's very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...crap got sidetracked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, that's really beside the point. What I was gonna say is that, I've been sitting in front of the laptop these pass two days and I swear I'm not surprised that my uniform doesn't fit me anymore. HAHA is it really true that when you sit for long periods of times, your butt gets bigger? Well, you don't possibly expect me to stand and do my shit on the lappy, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the amount of time I spend online, I swear if I were paid to do it, I'd be super rich man. &amp;amp; I'm so addicted to this game it's called Bejeweled Blitz. It's not awesome or anything, it's just very addictive, for me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SwAI_HQn0ZI/AAAAAAAACa0/i1qWoTraz6M/s1600-h/bjewel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 580px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SwAI_HQn0ZI/AAAAAAAACa0/i1qWoTraz6M/s400/bjewel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404329433218142610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah, click on it. Or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I always play this game like a junkie on crack, it's like my supply of crack. LOL laaaame. Yeah, anyways, so whenever I play this game, I play it with the sounds on, because I'm just used to it. BUT somehow or rather,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the21yearold&lt;/span&gt; finds it irritating that I can't play quietly *rolls eyes. So to satisfy her, I turned the sound off. I had to adjust to the fact that there wasn't any sound but I got used to it after awhile and it was all good. Somehow I'd realized only today that I had memorized the sounds and had been playing them in my head as replacement of the original noisy man who says One Minute like Megatron. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents really get on my nerves. First of all, I don't know who told them that dogs understand english like humans do. My dad talks to the dogs like they can answer him back. And he makes fun of my uncle who talks to his tortoises, pfft. DAD LOOK AT YOURSELF BEFORE YOU MOCK OTHER PEOPLE. They watch movies with the volume super high, it's so annoying, I can't listen to my music without my ears hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, it's frustrating. &amp;amp; seriously, I have to find another word to replace the word God. I've been using it too much and I don't feel good about it, for the first time in my life. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess I'm done boring you with words. Have a good night. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;nikole jeyn.&lt;br /&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/1897235504440609177-3651803647102586763?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3651803647102586763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3651803647102586763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3651803647102586763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3651803647102586763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='text'>I Miss You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Birthday Terri Fugga ♥&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-2806446583633283139?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2806446583633283139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=2806446583633283139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2806446583633283139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2806446583633283139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8935646585655468124</id><published>2009-11-13T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:07:49.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Baby, You Know That Maybe It's Time For Miracles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lip biting Two and A Half hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My lips are pulsing with pain right now. The movie was good, well the explosions were tres magnifique! The acting, not so bad. The car going through buildings with people falling was where my lips were just brutally mutilated :( and it didn't help when the plane crashed and when the water hit when the door wasn't closed shut :/ &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*spoiler oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all of that, college was fun; housekeeping with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eyi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manny&lt;/span&gt; was funny! Then class :/ which the lecturer was late for, as always. Zoning out to his "insightful" information on being maids, I looked under the table and found this underneath. Waited til after class was over to take a picture of it cause 5800 doesn't find it useful for the user to have the option to silence the camera sound, hm. So yeah, it kept me awake for awhile. Caveman, you're famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2uF8IVcHI/AAAAAAAACac/kb4zYMztpyg/s1600-h/13112009558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2uF8IVcHI/AAAAAAAACac/kb4zYMztpyg/s320/13112009558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403666544978129010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2uGJlkMNI/AAAAAAAACak/iw8yanuj2UU/s1600-h/13112009559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2uGJlkMNI/AAAAAAAACak/iw8yanuj2UU/s320/13112009559.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403666548590391506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Afterward, met up with caveman and left for tcm. Got the tickets and princess caveman was hungry but couldn't decide on what to eat, what a girl :p Walked over to find the directory and found it, I think we were standing there for a good solid 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2uGk9pwvI/AAAAAAAACas/1JuFjo2mIbU/s1600-h/13112009563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2uGk9pwvI/AAAAAAAACas/1JuFjo2mIbU/s320/13112009563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403666555939177202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey darlin, you want some bad ass coffee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back we took the long way back, by accident, I apparently told him to turn into where he was suppose to too late -.- Yeah my fault *rolls eyes. I wanted to sleep so bad, but I had to entertain him. Haha no, just kidding. It was fun. He cracks me up all the time, I always have the best times with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long story short, I had a good time today. Thank you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;caveman&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;Your name deserves some colour, feel honoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; no, it wasn't a date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the 98263639274283659834728937289791903014th time.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;nikolejeyn&lt;br /&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/1897235504440609177-8935646585655468124?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8935646585655468124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=8935646585655468124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8935646585655468124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8935646585655468124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-you-know-that-maybe-its-time-for.html' title='Baby, You Know That Maybe It&apos;s Time For Miracles.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2uF8IVcHI/AAAAAAAACac/kb4zYMztpyg/s72-c/13112009558.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5120987689151234653</id><published>2009-11-12T19:24:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T03:28:33.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>This Time, I Don't Need Another Perfect Line.</title><content type='html'>New song alert! By One Republic, it's called &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Qus3ezCd1s"&gt;Secrets&lt;/a&gt;. I like it, I like it alot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know I've noticed how people almost always give their readers a play by play of their day. I mean, like it's important, why on earth would people need to know every single detail of your day. Honestly, well, I'm the one to talk, I used to do it. Never spared any details. Which I think was quite a waste of time, unless well, it had purpose. LOL what am I saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;mysecretkeeper&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast in a shop called sbread early this morning. I kinda almost document everything, and since my bread was taking forever to steam (ohyeahh) yeah I had my phone out decided to take a few snaps shots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2Ig7TjcOI/AAAAAAAACZ0/05FU2EntRwE/s1600-h/12112009554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2Ig7TjcOI/AAAAAAAACZ0/05FU2EntRwE/s320/12112009554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403625227171360994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2M0xt6LRI/AAAAAAAACaU/NT97-0jerXM/s1600-h/lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2M0xt6LRI/AAAAAAAACaU/NT97-0jerXM/s320/lion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403629966241443090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See any similarities? I think she looks like a hungry beast here, I'm sorry you didn't get to eat your speical box rice, or whatever it's called. Really, I'm starting to think that the only thing that seperates us from the animals are the fact that we have thumbs. Yeah apparently, I'm just too free to think about randoms like that and not at all about my assignments. Epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heineken in the morning baby, in a kopitiam. Nah, it was tea. I fooled you didn't I? Whatever, I did okay, we'll just leave it as that. I'm sipping on some hot &lt;s&gt;choc&lt;/s&gt; milo and added in marshmallows just to see what the hype is all about. So typical Malaysia, try to reinvent everything, hot choc = milo. See, land of the stupid. God help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2IherA9oI/AAAAAAAACZ8/1OlyGHDHNvo/s1600-h/12112009555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2IherA9oI/AAAAAAAACZ8/1OlyGHDHNvo/s320/12112009555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403625236665005698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2IhkyD7AI/AAAAAAAACaE/az8GUIViN1E/s1600-h/12112009557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2IhkyD7AI/AAAAAAAACaE/az8GUIViN1E/s320/12112009557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403625238305172482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chatting with eyi and I'm stoked, he can play droplets now! :D I've got that boy addicted to that awesome song, cool points for nicole, baby! *score. I should get paid for advertising that song everywhere, word of mouth people, you can never go wrong with the mouth ;) olraight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever noticed that whenever you're in a parking lot, people seem to stalk you from behind. Always when you're walking to your car, people just follow you behind. I mean, yeah, they want your parking spot, but I think it's really creepy to a certain extend. They'll like make illegal turns and go the wrong way just because they've spotted you walking to your car. It's like they have this small "I'm looking for my car" detectors, and once you make a face, (there is a special face, I swear) they'll just come like vultures and stalk you. Heh, I don't have a car, nor do I drive, so I aint no stalker, in that sense anyways *sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2IiJkAf8I/AAAAAAAACaM/cC1gGzkS1Ss/s1600-h/12112009547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2IiJkAf8I/AAAAAAAACaM/cC1gGzkS1Ss/s320/12112009547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403625248178339778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored tonight, I drew out some nonsense. But I got bored and lazy to finish it and it's like not even half done. LOL I got curious with the whole &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ouroboros"&gt;ouroboros snake&lt;/a&gt; and started drawing it out, then I found &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eye_of_Horus"&gt;the eye of Ra&lt;/a&gt;; so I drew it inside. Neat huh. Oh shut up, you have goofy drawings too. Just unlike you I boast about how good it looks when it's absolutely shitty. I know how to please myself ;) ;) that calls for a double wink that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right on, I need to relax. Excited easily. So yeah, I'm gonna go. Take care :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;amp; ooh I like how you make me feel ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*wave wave&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;nikole jeyn&lt;br /&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/1897235504440609177-5120987689151234653?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5120987689151234653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5120987689151234653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5120987689151234653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5120987689151234653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-time-i-dont-need-another-perfect.html' title='This Time, I Don&apos;t Need Another Perfect Line.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sv2Ig7TjcOI/AAAAAAAACZ0/05FU2EntRwE/s72-c/12112009554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-2441470287444023923</id><published>2009-11-12T03:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:03:03.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>If It Makes You Happy, It Can't Be That Bad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsafPx1feI/AAAAAAAACZE/xYXPCuy1U0A/s1600-h/2012__by_mprox.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsafPx1feI/AAAAAAAACZE/xYXPCuy1U0A/s400/2012__by_mprox.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402941302074867170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, so I don't think I'll be getting much sleep today. I really hope that my afternoon class is canceled tmr, so that maybe just maybe, I can go out or something, just maybe.*please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, 2012 is coming out today! YES TODAY. You can't really feel the excitement, since well you're just reading what I'm saying. So since you're reading, I might as well state here that I'm so darn awfully stoked!! Was that convincing enough for you. Well it better be, I used two(2) exclamation marks(!!) alright, two(2); that's more than I usually use (1) so yeah, feel my excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'm not exactly jumping up and down my seat, chanting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Twenty Twelve, Twenty Twelve&lt;/span&gt;. I bet if the Malaysian's haven't heard the American's say 2012 as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Twenty Twelve&lt;/span&gt;, they'd all be going &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Two Thousand Twelve&lt;/span&gt;, like it's cool. Honestly, I mean, American's say 1200 as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Twelve Hundred&lt;/span&gt;, while we say it as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1.2 &lt;/span&gt;or even cooler, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;One Thousand Two&lt;/span&gt;. Neat huh, envy me for I come from the land of the stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why they get so offended when people overseas still think we live on trees. Geeee, your mentality is as such, I really don't blame them for thinking that. The people in control make the people living in the country look bad, you know! All the smart people down here are suffering, whilst the stupid up people are making careless decision like it's their mothers house, chau chibai. LOL *I really think the word government carries weight somehow, it's like the word Voldemort in the wizard world. Hence, words like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;people in charge and up people&lt;/span&gt;.." are okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah back to the reason why I'm blogging at 4.09 in the am (morning) 2012 baby, 2012. The highly anticipated movie, it better not disappoint! I'm gonna watch it on Friday, I think. Am I,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; caveman&lt;/span&gt;? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Svsav573yPI/AAAAAAAACZc/N3H8OoM5vuk/s1600-h/2012_movie_poster3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Svsav573yPI/AAAAAAAACZc/N3H8OoM5vuk/s320/2012_movie_poster3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402941588269156594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsavQehIGI/AAAAAAAACZM/kcu6sSJ6ddI/s1600-h/2012-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsavQehIGI/AAAAAAAACZM/kcu6sSJ6ddI/s320/2012-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402941577140183138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsaviET4PI/AAAAAAAACZU/FYO4gSuBdp0/s1600-h/2012-movie-poster-375x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsaviET4PI/AAAAAAAACZU/FYO4gSuBdp0/s320/2012-movie-poster-375x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402941581862101234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsawTs-CsI/AAAAAAAACZk/_Ej3STMLx8k/s1600-h/london-2012.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsawTs-CsI/AAAAAAAACZk/_Ej3STMLx8k/s320/london-2012.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402941595185973954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then again, I pity those London folk. They're working they're butts off trying to top China's Olympic Extravaganza, even resorting to hiring The Spice Girls to perform (how lame is that) Yeah, I mean, everyone's predicting the world is going to end in 2012, I wonder if any of them have told their boss to fuck this shit cause the world is gonna end so why bother. I bet those people who've been working late at night, making calls to people who don't answer, making calls to people who have agents who don't answer, people who get crap attitude from their bosses. I bet all of em are cursing going like, why are we doing so much planning. Look, all their hard work would have gone to waste, look at these beautiful logo's. The pink one especially, can you say CUTE? Like, WOW. Awesome. *sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsawhCAvUI/AAAAAAAACZs/_04xbiFOcho/s1600-h/2012_logo_white_385x450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsawhCAvUI/AAAAAAAACZs/_04xbiFOcho/s320/2012_logo_white_385x450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402941598763892034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No but seriously, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj3iNxZ8Dww"&gt;I personally believe&lt;/a&gt; *lol watch the vid and you'll know why I said that, heh, okay, seriously, I really think that some of them went fuck this shit during the designing of the logo. I mean, LOOK AT IT! Fuck, it's so ugly looking, and the queen approved this shit? Are you kidding me? I can design something better la, my nine (9) year old rude sister can design something better lah, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh so I'd like to know what you think;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you think 2012 is real or just a hoax, because some people are just so gullible they think they're God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; b) Are you a punctuation marks junkie? Tell me tell me, like do you do this whole, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hey......................how's it going????????&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; thing. I find that really annoying, yes it has reference to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leave me lovenotes in my ChatBox (cb, not chibai) or leave comments. I guess it's time for me to go. Finally, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eyi&lt;/span&gt; got his internet, and stole his sister's lappy to chat with me, score! No just joking, he went online to watch top gear, as usual, but he took time out to listen to me whine about how bitchy my vagina is today. That's it. I'm heading to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't you just hate that idiots just don't get that you don't wanna talk to them, like, bugger off mofo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A HUGE HI &amp;amp; WELCOME to the family members who've discovered my blog. It's only a matter of time so when you do, just a quick shout out. I love you guys. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*wave wave&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;nikole jeyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-2441470287444023923?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2441470287444023923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=2441470287444023923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2441470287444023923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2441470287444023923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-it-makes-you-happy-it-cant-be-that.html' title='If It Makes You Happy, It Can&apos;t Be That Bad.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SvsafPx1feI/AAAAAAAACZE/xYXPCuy1U0A/s72-c/2012__by_mprox.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-2065127329534219824</id><published>2009-11-11T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T03:32:16.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Bring Me Flowers, And Talk For Hours.</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was going through &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt; today, like I do everyday because I have absolutely no life. Yeah, so I came across this awesome, awesome song. It's like slow and acoustic, been listening to those kinda songs lately, just awesome. It's by an artist that I don't even know; &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/bring-me-flowers-lyrics-hope.html"&gt;Bring Me Flowers by Hope.&lt;/a&gt; If you sing this to me I swear I'd just melt into a puddle of liquid water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, small sisters are just so freaking rude. DON'T YOU AGREE WITH ME?! Yes. Say yes. Slap their bloody faces. And thing is they get away with it, because you scold them and then your mum tells you that they're scolding them and after telling you off, your mum just forgets to go back to the original reason of this unnecessary tiff and it's like dude, slap her please, before I do. 9 year olds, pshh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been randomly talking to people today, yes, I'm in dire need to socialize; in any way possible. MSN, FB even the stupid talking robot okay. Man, I just wanna talk. And talking to myself is a tad, well, PSYCHOTIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2 is like the worst fcking agency ever. They just need to freaking die. All of them. This I pray, amen. Like the hell man, I have to wait so damn long for my pay. It's cause I'm Eurasian aint it. Racist mofos.&lt;s&gt;Asshole&lt;/s&gt; Rectum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so seeing that I haven't been updating, this word "Asshole " has become apart of my everyday vocabulary, whenever my parents aren't in the picture. LOL. So yeah, I've been using that word so much that I think it's become overused, I've changed it to " Rectum " now. the theory is that the word " Rectum " is more hard hitting compared to " Asshole "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes sense lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, Goldie that brown thing is gonna break the fence, like pull it out of it's sockets or something. DUDE MAN. She's damn strong, and taller than Duke. DUKE IS SO DAMN HORNY! He wants to bone that poor pup each time he gets near her man, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm thinking about, I could go on about a lot of nothingness, but I'll spare you your time, sorry there aren't any pictures. I just want to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I go, a quick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"thanks, you guys are the ultimate shiz"&lt;/span&gt;, to the victims of my pathetic attempt to socialize on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flora Oliviero&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brandon Chin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicholas Ng&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natalie Loo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shannya (dude I still don't know what your last name is man, bad friend alert)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tanay Mehta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Giri Panchakaran&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eric Hendroff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rishhii (again dude, I don't know your last name, I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nish Gill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bernadette Koh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jean Goh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I think that's all, if I've missed you out, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-2065127329534219824?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2065127329534219824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=2065127329534219824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2065127329534219824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2065127329534219824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/bring-me-flowers-and-talk-for-hours.html' title='Bring Me Flowers, And Talk For Hours.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5637532879844225947</id><published>2009-11-10T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T03:31:23.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Back Again.</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I've been going through a lot, but haven't got the urge to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I will, I just need time to kick up the mojo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til tmr, or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5637532879844225947?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5637532879844225947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5637532879844225947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5637532879844225947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5637532879844225947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-again.html' title='Back Again.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6803158235699411004</id><published>2009-10-17T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T19:11:58.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>I'm The One That Loves You Best</title><content type='html'>Deepavali this year is hella boring. had to miss nautical's open house for a very not productive day in klang. listening to the radio now, and facebooking my fingers to glory. my room is in a mess, but then again, when is it ever clean. no, but it's got worst. even I can't stand it. desperately need to do something about it. I hate how I procrastinate a lot. procrastination; why me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pursey.typepad.com/.a/6a00e55355beb3883301053695eca6970c-800wi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 450px;" src="http://pursey.typepad.com/.a/6a00e55355beb3883301053695eca6970c-800wi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;google has been a loyal companion in my dire time of need, it's never failed me; not once. well, I've been searching for CAPRICORN, found something really adorable. I guess most of what's in that picture is true; whadya think? ;) has the internet predicted me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, I'm finding all means possible to keep myself busy. texting has been doing some justice today :D yay. jelly and pisang goreng is doing a fair job as well. like when you get fake sharks fin soup and it tastes just as good as the original, I art satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;using my cousin's laptop; making full use of it. I'm still not very pleased with my parents and about their comments yesterday which explains my mood today. can feel myself lighter, being hyper usually carries so much weight in my whatever I do. really just stab me a few million times, I bet it won't hurt as much as how my parents do on a daily basis. WELCOME TO MY LIFE, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coconut water in klang to end the night, along with pork vindaloo and mutton curry, and of course, chicken curry. YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well this was random. good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6803158235699411004?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6803158235699411004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6803158235699411004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6803158235699411004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6803158235699411004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-one-that-loves-you-best.html' title='I&apos;m The One That Loves You Best'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6853300912222882327</id><published>2009-10-17T03:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T04:10:00.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I Love You, Always Forever</title><content type='html'>that song is stuck in my head can't get it out. well now this post is way overdue. always meant to blog, but never really had the time or the mojo to do so. not like I have any of those at the moment, but yes I'm still gonna try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how should I put this; I've been getting healthier? yeah, I have. if you know what I mean. some parts of me have grown and I'm trying so hard to maintain it! been eating proper meals, for the first time in 10 years. really, I don't recall ever eating 3-4 meals a day, proper meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrapped up the RED BULL ad for rachels' assignment today, it was FUN! but I got kinda spooked at some parts, you know why. (special yous, worthy to tell) was super charged with red bull and master burger (whatever the hell that is) and now, I'm beat. the tiredness is starting to KICK, waaaaay in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quick catch up / update before I go;&lt;br /&gt;just to make up for all the post that I've missed &amp;amp; to my faithful reader who sounded me for not blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been doing my assignments and handing them in on time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been spending time with thebff and making time for the rest of the high school buds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going for AAR, I don't care what everybody says; I'M GOING&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;raya at Myra's was an upset due to BEP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I totally want something which I so can't have&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;facebook has been an awesome companion in college&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thelover is doing just fine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;so damn amazed how google celebrates stuff; like bar code day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;prom has been on my mind for quite some time now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been meeting new people and it's good :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my mother admitted she likes attention from guys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and then tried to say that all girls are like that; indirectly telling me I strive for attention like she does&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;which is absolutely despicable&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my father thinks I'm cheap&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;simply because my friends put their arm on my shoulder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to him; putting arm on shoulder = sex in public&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WTF&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't wanna be in this house, but I have no choice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;so many things have been happening, good and bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've learned that not everyone can be trusted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, heading off to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Diwali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6853300912222882327?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6853300912222882327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6853300912222882327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6853300912222882327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6853300912222882327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you-always-forever.html' title='I Love You, Always Forever'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8324989523666529567</id><published>2009-09-29T02:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:08:08.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I Wanna Give You Some Good Good Lovin.</title><content type='html'>A tad bit down today; my &lt;a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/sayang"&gt;sayang&lt;/a&gt; is not here for me to disturb anymore. Ah have a good time you nasty fuck. ILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping so soundly like a pig; my phone rings. The usual midnight wake up call for a companion from &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;thebff&lt;/span&gt;. Bored, and I have nothing to do. Going through facebook, I came across this picture. &amp;amp; OMG it looks so much like my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[left; avatar right; jey]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SsD_DAy2vII/AAAAAAAACX8/_Ib4QWVe3Fc/s1600-h/jey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SsD_DAy2vII/AAAAAAAACX8/_Ib4QWVe3Fc/s400/jey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386585581553106050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look, I'm so right, right!&lt;br /&gt;Hi JEY. You look fortune teller(ish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SsD_DS6QbNI/AAAAAAAACYE/ny8o-a3O-cY/s1600-h/jey1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SsD_DS6QbNI/AAAAAAAACYE/ny8o-a3O-cY/s400/jey1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386585586415987922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Call 1 600 JEY IS SEXY&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; get your fortune read today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;College started today, skipped the first class and class meeting because I just felt like it. Yeah, wasting my parents money, like I always do. No good, godforsaken child :D OKAY. Speaking about college, I haven't really explored it properly. Haha, went hunting with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;thebff&lt;/span&gt; today &amp;amp; found nothing interesting :/ doors were all locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have anything else to blog about today only that it was quite unsatisfying, more like unfulfilled; I suppose. OKAY. I just wanted to post this only because I saw this picture on FB and it reminded me of my darling friend JEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dropping so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;muchlove ; jane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-8324989523666529567?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8324989523666529567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=8324989523666529567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8324989523666529567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8324989523666529567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wanna-give-you-some-good-good-lovin.html' title='I Wanna Give You Some Good Good Lovin.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SsD_DAy2vII/AAAAAAAACX8/_Ib4QWVe3Fc/s72-c/jey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-4678689690105396049</id><published>2009-09-29T02:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:06:17.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>It's All About You.</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; he's gone; out of &lt;s&gt;godforsaken&lt;/s&gt; Malaysia, to the land down under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ah boy!&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sayang!! Okay, even if we don't hang out alot, that doesn't mean I don't want to. Even when I'm not there to see you off at the airport, it's not because I don't care; because I do. And it's not because I'm not gonna miss you; because I'm missing you already. It's not because I don't love you; because you've been there unexpectedly to comfort me when no one else could. That's much appreciated and you know I love you dearly. Thanks so much for everything bdon. I love you so much. Take care okay please, come home in one piece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;3 nicolejane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xxx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-4678689690105396049?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4678689690105396049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=4678689690105396049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4678689690105396049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4678689690105396049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-all-about-you.html' title='It&apos;s All About You.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3447442286444903112</id><published>2009-09-28T01:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T02:00:01.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You.</title><content type='html'>I don't blog if I don't feel the need to, hmkay. How's life? Do you notice everyone's reply to, "How are you?" is "Good." LOL it's amazing how people have grown so fond of this word even when their life is pretty much in the dumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was fine, work was AWESOME today. I managed to top the sales of the previous weeks; take that you G2 underestimates. I'm &lt;s&gt;kind of&lt;/s&gt;&lt;u&gt;VERY&lt;/u&gt; relieved that the project is over, &lt;a href="http://www.colgate.com.au/app/Colgate/AU/FabricCare/ProductRecommender/LaundryDetergent/WebPages/Dynamo/products.cvsp"&gt;Dynamo&lt;/a&gt; for 4 weeks is a bitch. AAHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is but, I had this crazy baby magnet strapped onto me somehow when I was standing around holding that &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; 1.7kg of Dynamo Eco-Ultra. I swear, everyday atleast 5 babies or small kids would either wave at me unexpectedly or hold my hand and drag me to their mums. &amp;amp;for that, I love kids, because their mums eventually bought the product. But for the most part, I still don't like em very much :/ I saw this girl, she was sitting in the trolley and I will never forget her eyes, they were round and gorgeous, just like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; . YES, I just stared into them for as long as I could. HAHA creepy dynamo lady person, YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SsD5OoBb-CI/AAAAAAAACX0/F6cePl0hM78/s1600-h/8829_141417733379_527173379_2696349_4427713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SsD5OoBb-CI/AAAAAAAACX0/F6cePl0hM78/s400/8829_141417733379_527173379_2696349_4427713_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386579183992043554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;photoprops to my bud; jmt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the surprise, I was TOTALLY shocked ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oright, off to bed now. I walked myself to the grave I tell you. My feet are so numb, I can't feel the pain. OKAY BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the way it should begin &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3447442286444903112?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3447442286444903112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3447442286444903112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3447442286444903112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3447442286444903112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-take-my-eyes-off-of-you.html' title='Can&apos;t Take My Eyes Off Of You.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SsD5OoBb-CI/AAAAAAAACX0/F6cePl0hM78/s72-c/8829_141417733379_527173379_2696349_4427713_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6506247947213737245</id><published>2009-09-24T17:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:44:29.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>I Promise You, Our Secret Will Be Safe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know you're bored when you've posted 4 posts in a day; talk about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carpe_diem"&gt;carpe diem&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What did you do with my pictures on your shelf? :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you run out of credit?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do I really mean what I say sometimes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am I MORE bitter this year?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why don't you turn me on anymore?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do ants taste weird?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is this how I'm spending my holidays?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6506247947213737245?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6506247947213737245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6506247947213737245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6506247947213737245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6506247947213737245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-promise-you-our-secret-will-be-safe.html' title='I Promise You, Our Secret Will Be Safe.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5457657460225889229</id><published>2009-09-24T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:32:07.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>SMILE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;s&gt;Giri&lt;/s&gt;Caveman.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥ the unloving friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5457657460225889229?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5457657460225889229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5457657460225889229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5457657460225889229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5457657460225889229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/smile.html' title='SMILE!'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-4068400566113711091</id><published>2009-09-24T17:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:07:06.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bernikei was here'/><title type='text'>Yummyyy! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ezHXTpYyE/Srs6Nftc4rI/AAAAAAAABHw/CcjRcrZZz4Q/s1600-h/z55822594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ezHXTpYyE/Srs6Nftc4rI/AAAAAAAABHw/CcjRcrZZz4Q/s320/z55822594.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384961782976406194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Like HELLOOHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I wanna talk to stupid boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; lahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ish.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I'm like so frickin bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Instead of updating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; blog, I'm here. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Help me revive it please. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm so bored la Niiikk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm bored with school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I need you guys to come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Last year damn fun dowh! HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So, I can't tell you much about today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Cause I never really did much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was a good girl lah, did chores and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh oh, I did sit ups too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Feel so fat lah, but damn hard to lose it. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kay lah, wanna go be depressed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LOLOLOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I think I'mma go ber-jogging. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;BerniKei was here. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-4068400566113711091?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4068400566113711091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=4068400566113711091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4068400566113711091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4068400566113711091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/yummyyy-d.html' title='Yummyyy! :D'/><author><name>.bernadette.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05601986675311301994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PfEhOQKJ0Ig/Ta8KQHXsd4I/AAAAAAAABPk/iBzMwCtd66A/s220/215824_10150210052109534_701324533_8375497_657864_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e_ezHXTpYyE/Srs6Nftc4rI/AAAAAAAABHw/CcjRcrZZz4Q/s72-c/z55822594.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-888400930225971947</id><published>2009-09-24T15:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T17:28:48.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>So Satisfying, I'm Still Smiling.</title><content type='html'>My facebook is on faiyahh (fire) Seriously everyone's just bored, including myself. Already I've changed my status 3 times; maybe four. My facebook friends are so active it's entertaining. Here's one of the &lt;s&gt;current&lt;/s&gt;recent status. I think you may need to click on it, it's kinda unreadable; for me atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm assuming since we're human of the same kind, it might be for you too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Srsg4ZouGiI/AAAAAAAACXU/O2YRQyHsfA4/s1600-h/fb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Srsg4ZouGiI/AAAAAAAACXU/O2YRQyHsfA4/s400/fb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384933932778002978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My only source of entertainment, can you imagine. I think thebff's asleep, he hasn't replied. But caveman is thoroughly amusing me with his crazy antics of the effects of blackouts. HILARIOUS! I'm so amused, laughing non stop, food coming out from my nostrils like I had a deviated septum. HAH. Kidding. I love myself. KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, what's your take on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polygamy"&gt;polygamy&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/blockquote&gt;To some it's a way of moral sanctity, to others it's oozes as a disgusting practise. Some hands down feet up totally agree to this and others think it's downright sick. Seriously, why are there only male polygamist. How contradictory, they complain how annoying and naggy women can be, but they go marrying MORE THAN ONE. Like the fuck. I don't get the science that is MEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrssHYGbFvI/AAAAAAAACXs/_callmlOWgQ/s1600-h/polygamy_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrssHYGbFvI/AAAAAAAACXs/_callmlOWgQ/s320/polygamy_21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384946284691658482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;DUMB. I think polygamy is fun, but stupid with the marriage part included. I'm pretty much against polygamy. You marry ONE, call me narrow minded. It just makes more sense. You don't need to walk down the aisle to have sex, you don't have to say I DO PROMISE YOU THIS and seal it with a ring to be in love. Marriage is overrated and should be optional if polygamy is in practice. I'm not a polygamist, I just don't believe in marriage. Jyeah, few years down the road IF I ever so happen to get married you have all the permission to run towards me with a finger in my face screaming out, YOU SUCKER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrssGwfGTRI/AAAAAAAACXk/1BU-irz16aI/s1600-h/in_polygamy_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrssGwfGTRI/AAAAAAAACXk/1BU-irz16aI/s320/in_polygamy_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384946274057735442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;POLYGAMY IS LOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's sad that guys are so horny ONE is not good enough. It's so sad that it's condoned by &lt;a href="http://www.islamreligion.com/articles/325"&gt;certain religions&lt;/a&gt;. It's so sad that they try to pinpoint other religions to have started it, making it seem like it wasn't them that thought of it. BUT HELLO they still practice it and still feel the need to practice it. They're just a bunch of horny raping race. I'm not racist, more like religionist. It's not the race, it's the religion. I think I should stop here, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so social today there's nothing stuck up my ass. The Sister is happy about this. I'm not snapping back and I'm less bitchy today. I had good dreams last night; I'm still smiling about it. ONE CAN ONLY DREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out for dinner in a bit. Today is a blooming day for my mouth and people are extra active on facebook today it's amazing. It's only a matter of time til my family finds this blog. So it shall be very tame and U (untuk tontonan umum, sesuai ditonton oleh semua lapisan masyarakat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Distance makes a difference. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this is applicable to everything; &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/humanly"&gt;humanly&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/electronically"&gt;electronically&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just made your day, please smile for me.&lt;br /&gt;bye now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-888400930225971947?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/888400930225971947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=888400930225971947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/888400930225971947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/888400930225971947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-satisfying-im-still-smiling.html' title='So Satisfying, I&apos;m Still Smiling.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Srsg4ZouGiI/AAAAAAAACXU/O2YRQyHsfA4/s72-c/fb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3253910371901343880</id><published>2009-09-24T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:00:01.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Like, SEX on Toast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make my pupils dilate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3253910371901343880?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3253910371901343880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3253910371901343880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3253910371901343880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3253910371901343880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-sex-on-toast.html' title='Like, SEX on Toast.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6531978211278448057</id><published>2009-09-23T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:18:55.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>True, It May Seem Like A Stretch.</title><content type='html'>WELCOME.&lt;br /&gt;Jyeah, I totally changed my blogskin. &amp;amp; I kinda like it. It's very subtle; unlike the previous yellow. Haha I wanted attention, clearly. I spent almost the whole day today finding a base code and tweaking it here and there. I feel like sucha computer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geek"&gt;GEEK&lt;/a&gt;. I know all these HTML codes, it's amazing that I actually understand what says what and know where it's supposed to go. Honestly, I never touched &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HTML"&gt;HTML&lt;/a&gt; and usually just preferred using the ready made &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/XML"&gt;XML &lt;/a&gt;templates or the given ones on blogger, which you don't really have to do much. Thanks to my insomnia and every&lt;s&gt;thing&lt;/s&gt;ONE else that kept me awake last night, I fearlessly dove into the HTML side of blogger and started playing around. Soon after I realized I didn't know what the heck I was doing, and kinda messed up the earlier skin and WAS TOTALLY screwed because I didn't back it up. GENIUS, I know. Thank you. But then I got a base code and permission to use it. VOILA. Out comes the baby. I like it, for now. I get bored easily, let's see how long this lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents keep locking the door, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; disturbing. Quite, is a major understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was shit, no one was around. Got to know people in Giant better, I guess. The promoters kept each other company. Standing alone at my aisle, always gets my mind going. Think about all kinds of stuff. I don't remember any of em now, sadly. &lt;s&gt;If not, I could tell the world how ingenious I am.&lt;/s&gt; Fewer and fewer people swamped the SUPERmarket as time went by and I swear I have never seen so many people walking with their eyes closed. DAMN. Yes, if you're waiting for the punchline, you just missed it. :] I'm highly sarcastic, and if you can't take it, don't be a hater; just skip a few lines, slowpoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are awesome when you've got things to do. I know I said I'd make it productive, but I'm just really not in the mood. Maybe it's cause I haven't been getting enough sleep? SOMEONE, enlighten me please. Even if it bores me to sleep, you'd still be considered a massive help. The first two days were spent with the familia since Jolanta, Uncle John's new girly is here to meet the family. Today was a &lt;s&gt;bore&lt;/s&gt; somewhat productive day. Tmr, is suppose to be roadtrip day, but since the roads are all jammed up, we decided it's best we stay here, in &lt;s&gt;godforsaken&lt;/s&gt; KL/PJ. I'm using a lot of STRIKEOUTS today, must be a phase; a blogger phase. Raya Open House, finally! One on Friday, the ONE AND ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there's a time in a persons life where all the friends you may have neglected to keep in touch with and all the secrets and stories left untold were finally revealed. Seriously, what's up with it. All the friends that I haven't heard of in donkeys years are reconnecting. WOW okay. All at once &amp;amp; all this month. I'm stoked they still remember me. Good to know, they're alive and talkative; LIKE ME. I spent this morning talking to a very good friend of mine, it was refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Mum.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sorry no cake :( the food in the shop just now was terrible and the people who kept staring was lucky CAP didn't dig their eyeballs out with the spoon. I don't know what people's problem are, really. Quit staring. It's creepy. Have you not seen a person before?! Is there something on my face?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna disturb &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;thebff&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;muchlove ; jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6531978211278448057?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6531978211278448057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6531978211278448057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6531978211278448057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6531978211278448057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/true-it-may-seem-like-stretch.html' title='True, It May Seem Like A Stretch.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5550448867240624940</id><published>2009-09-22T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:13:36.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m not sexually promiscuous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5550448867240624940?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5550448867240624940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5550448867240624940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5550448867240624940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5550448867240624940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/ishkadaym.html' title=''/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3252167027583729175</id><published>2009-09-21T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:17:16.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>TAG; The Sweet You Can't Eat Without Nicole.</title><content type='html'>Go to: &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi"&gt;THISWEBSITE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your name in, and generate slogan for each question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you say to yourself every morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;It's a New Nicole Everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you want other people to say about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Good Nicole Has Danish Written All Over It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Someone asked you out, your answer is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Only a Fool Breaks the Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How would you answer a booty call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The Appliance of Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How would you introduce yourself to someone you really like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Fresh From the Captain's Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. To someone you dislike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;You Can Do It When You Nicole It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You're in a conversation and you suddenly feel the need to pee, how would you excuse yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Cleans Your Floor Without Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your parents ask you why you got home late, you say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Who Would You Have A Nicole With?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You're failing a subject, you say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;8 out of 10 Owners who Expressed a Preference said Their Cats Preferred Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The love of your life asks you to marry him/her, what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;If You Like A Lot of Chocolate on Your Nicole, Join the Club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your bf/gf is breaking up with you, you tell him/her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Nothing Comes Between Me And My Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Someone told you you're an asshole, you tell them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Tell Them About The Nicole, Mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What are the best words to describe you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Hope It's Nicole, It's Nicole, We Hope It's Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you're going to have a movie about your life, the title is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Central Heating Of Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Your last words before you die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Only The Crumbliest, Flakiest Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Your message to a special someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;All The Nicole That's Fit To Print.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Title of this post will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;The Sweet You Can't Eat Without Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3252167027583729175?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3252167027583729175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3252167027583729175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3252167027583729175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3252167027583729175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/tag-sweet-you-cant-eat-without-nicole.html' title='TAG; The Sweet You Can&apos;t Eat Without Nicole.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3601647263573014398</id><published>2009-09-18T23:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:19:50.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>You Get, SPRUNG!</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy that holidays are finally HERE! What a rip off, KDU I think was the only "Education Institute" which had classes today. To top it all of I had an exam to at 10 in the morning. Which I ended up not studying for because I fell asleep after I came back from SP's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, (day before) yesterday (17.09.09) SP threw and awesome party for NF who's birthday is today (18.09.09) After college, EYI darling dropped me off at SP's at around 3 and I snoozed on the couch like a fucker. Woke up and helped out with the remaining prep and it was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOwls7xo7I/AAAAAAAACVs/9sDFu_7NMy8/s1600-h/17092009076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOwls7xo7I/AAAAAAAACVs/9sDFu_7NMy8/s320/17092009076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382840141401400242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOrCXsewsI/AAAAAAAACUk/s79baq38Hcw/s1600-h/nic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOrCXsewsI/AAAAAAAACUk/s79baq38Hcw/s320/nic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382834036846543554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOrDP4EPyI/AAAAAAAACU0/aACBwaOuvYU/s1600-h/17092009046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOrDP4EPyI/AAAAAAAACU0/aACBwaOuvYU/s320/17092009046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382834051927523106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOwmOypauI/AAAAAAAACV0/TMPihAr4xes/s1600-h/17092009078.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOwmOypauI/AAAAAAAACV0/TMPihAr4xes/s320/17092009078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382840150489918178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(thebff)(nikole)(sp)(mlg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had a great night. I missed SP's UV party the last time so I dint really get to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jakun_people"&gt;JAKUN&lt;/a&gt; with the effects. Hence, I was pretty&lt;s&gt;darn&lt;/s&gt; jakun. It was COOL BEANS! :D Heh, then I played with SP's stuff. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I got to catch up with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;thebff&lt;/span&gt;, yay! It was goood and the food was goood, but I left before they cut the cake :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOwknkFkuI/AAAAAAAACVc/09hhFs9p9hk/s1600-h/17092009075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOwknkFkuI/AAAAAAAACVc/09hhFs9p9hk/s320/17092009075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382840122779996898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOwlNbnnDI/AAAAAAAACVk/ue48-IXNsJM/s1600-h/17092009074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOwlNbnnDI/AAAAAAAACVk/ue48-IXNsJM/s320/17092009074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382840132945026098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(18.09.09)&lt;br /&gt;College today was boring :( and a complete waste of time. Had stupid GAN's class in the morning and stayed in for the whole hour. Shocking, I know. On a depressing note! I GAINED FREAKING 2KG's. LIKE wtf. I knowww, it's because I binge late at night, I know! But I just can't help it. I can't sleep every night, and do you know you get EXTREMELY HUNGRY mid mornings. It's like I sahur but don't puasa. :p hey, sounds familiar ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE you motherfucker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have evidence against you and I could report you to the authorities if I wanted to, baby. HAH, I feel so POWERFUL! Fear me, rawr. &lt;s&gt;Hee, spicy food.&lt;/s&gt; I love you. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on in life. I'm working again tmr (19.09.09) DYNAMO GIRL. Stupid company/agency. It's really dumb that they send so many people to come check up on you to make sure that you're doing your job the way they want you to. I mean, who gives a fuck, why so delligent right. I know. It really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I'm quiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;After this job session is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm quitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know right, ALL the stupid maggie goreng packets seriously need to be recalled la okay. The last time I wanted to make maggie goreng and a packet of seasoning was missing. Damn, the whole thing had alternate presence of seasoning, which was a bitch. Cause the maggie tasted; well, it had no taste! NOW this packet of maggie is the same. WTH lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored, I've never been so bored in my life. There's nothing to do and I'm just doing things for the sake of doing it. EYI's not online anymore, he's out with the boys. The Simpsons just finished and I'm gonna have to go to bed later or else I won't be able to stay up during work. Force myself to sleep if I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROADTRIP this holiday anybody? If you're not doing anything. Call me. It seems like my one week of holiday goodness is gonna be real packed or something. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; when I get all excited and ready, everything just, doesn't happen. NO NO holidays are gonna be made total and full use of; taken total and full advantage of. IDC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can be chinese too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOuC7hUrHI/AAAAAAAACVM/owr6mNEfvRI/s1600-h/chinese_eyes.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOuC7hUrHI/AAAAAAAACVM/owr6mNEfvRI/s320/chinese_eyes.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382837344998304882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; as white as MJ&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; as blind as Lee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOrEObygiI/AAAAAAAACVE/W4ks_IRuSRY/s1600-h/17092009060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOrEObygiI/AAAAAAAACVE/W4ks_IRuSRY/s320/17092009060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382834068720353826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IDKWHATITIS&lt;br /&gt;But ILI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3601647263573014398?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3601647263573014398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3601647263573014398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3601647263573014398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3601647263573014398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-get-sprung.html' title='You Get, SPRUNG!'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrOwls7xo7I/AAAAAAAACVs/9sDFu_7NMy8/s72-c/17092009076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-2616146118010239396</id><published>2009-09-17T01:41:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:02:14.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Do The Tango, FANDANGO!</title><content type='html'>HOLY MOTHER. AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;I was told that a 1 second prayer is just as effective as a 5 second prayer. I heard it from somewhere; the voices in my head told me.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Okay so like YEAH, I'm bored. As you can see! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;, sorry sweetie, I know I said I was gonna sleep but I just couldn't &amp;amp;now you're asleep, and not replying :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm so freaked out la MG (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jengjengjeng&lt;/span&gt;) Was talking to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=590437445&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thebestfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just now and she was telling me a story about how people can manipulate you by just a tap. BLACK MAGIC. Apparently someone we know is under her lovers spell. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IDK&lt;/span&gt; maybe she does really love this guy, what other explanation is there right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrElgsFHtUI/AAAAAAAACTM/xs_UWHolOhQ/s1600-h/Magic_by_Cruenta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrElgsFHtUI/AAAAAAAACTM/xs_UWHolOhQ/s320/Magic_by_Cruenta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382124273203131714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I mean, it got me thinking and somewhat a little paranoid. WHAT IF all the times I took a cab all by myself, the guy could have put some perfume shit and got me all woozy and KILLED ME. OR OR in the train where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; touching everyone. Seriously, I hate the train when it's so packed. Everyone stinks and thinks it's okay to grab your ass since it's the other holding option like the handles are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;occupied&lt;/span&gt;. SLAP YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I'm all paranoid now. I don't wanna be alone at home now. WHAT IF the stupid perfume smell comes in the house?! I hate this kinda shit, gets me all paranoid. I'll get over it, like everything else, LIFE GOES ON. Die, die. That's what I always say. The pepper spray should come in handy sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what is even more depressing than my pathetic attempt to update &lt;a href="http://www.njeyn.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mylover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyday; the fact that I have no option but to go to college at 8 in the morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; when I have class at 12, in the afternoon. Really daddy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;IDC&lt;/span&gt; if it's a 5K &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kancil&lt;/span&gt;. I can't take wasting time in college. It's miserable, and I'm not built for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;EYI&lt;/span&gt; offered to come all the way from college to take me, but why the hassle. But it was sweet of him to offer. He's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SUPERAWESOME&lt;/span&gt;. :D 8AM8AM8AM I can't wait..? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;havta&lt;/span&gt; wait for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;EYI&lt;/span&gt; to finish with French cause French for me, is cancelled. JOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY enough about that. TODAY was really annoying down in the dungeon of GAN (DOG) Her constant nagging is drawing me closer and closer to her toolbox to rip out the knife and just stab her about 220times to shut her up. Just pop that virgin balloon body of hers. She's not a nice person, she's a menopausal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ADT&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;anakdaratua&lt;/span&gt;) who probably lives the conventional single and die alone life with her 37 cats. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ROWR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Everyone's&lt;/span&gt; bitchy today. Well, I would say it's well deserved. I mean, you asked for it. Maybe you think you're smarter than everyone else because, god knows why. But, you're just proving all of us right by displaying your immaturity all over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;. DUDE, maybe it's infectious. SOON, I bet your hair and skin will be falling off too. I mean, he already gave you his brain (which has zilch competence &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;capacity&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrEoGhsiaVI/AAAAAAAACTU/OVoYlCHqXME/s1600-h/fb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrEoGhsiaVI/AAAAAAAACTU/OVoYlCHqXME/s400/fb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382127122273954130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;SUPERFUN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Either that or I'm just too damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;All done under half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Atleast&lt;/span&gt; it's something to do right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrEjgAnhWMI/AAAAAAAACTE/AHMYFLYhSCc/s1600-h/fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 394px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrEjgAnhWMI/AAAAAAAACTE/AHMYFLYhSCc/s400/fb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382122062513002690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, done with it I suppose. The coffee's kicking in now, I feel sleepy. I made food just now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;OMGOSH&lt;/span&gt; I think I know WHY am I so hungry all the time. Apparently, if you don't get enough sleep, your metabolism and age and weight and hormones, go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;haywire&lt;/span&gt;. Hm, maybe, just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should be heading to bed. I need to paint my nails and set aside clothes for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;SHNSPRYA's&lt;/span&gt; party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt; (tonight) night. Goodnight bunny's. It was nice. Come back. I wanna talk to you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrEyvFPqtjI/AAAAAAAACTk/wBtzBQhYm1M/s1600-h/carpe_diem_by_menduza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrEyvFPqtjI/AAAAAAAACTk/wBtzBQhYm1M/s400/carpe_diem_by_menduza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382138814127584818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I carry you with me; I carry you in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-2616146118010239396?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2616146118010239396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=2616146118010239396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2616146118010239396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2616146118010239396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-tango-fandango.html' title='Do The Tango, FANDANGO!'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SrElgsFHtUI/AAAAAAAACTM/xs_UWHolOhQ/s72-c/Magic_by_Cruenta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5069272630091405287</id><published>2009-09-11T20:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:39:27.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I Wear It Proudly On My Chest, Above My Heart.</title><content type='html'>This sucks, even after a whole day of LAUGHING, I still feel; dead. I think I'm dying; H1N1 or some other infectious decease that's sweeping the nation. Talk about bad days, today was one for the worst I've had in awhile. Usually, when I don't get sleep, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SUPERHYPER&lt;/span&gt;, it was the TOTAL opposite today. I was as good as DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOCKING. I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the shitty mood, I still had a somewhat good day. Made plans to watch THE UGLY TRUTH with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Adyy&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Bi. But class finished &lt;s&gt;too&lt;/s&gt;so early today cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HKT&lt;/span&gt; didn't teach us anything. &amp;amp; he just practically talked to his toes. I couldn't hear anything, AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convinced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Biancs&lt;/span&gt; to a makeover and I'm so stoked. So we went window shopping today. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I told her to bring money so that we can actually buy clothes that would up the sex appeal. She's HILARIOUS &amp;amp; so fun to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bimbo moment in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Topshop"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TOPSHOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today, I'm not broadcasting it, cause, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;soh&lt;/span&gt; stupid OKAY. Thank god my sister wasn't there or I (OR the world) would never hear the end of it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before all of that, we went for lunch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;EYI&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; M. Later, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;EYI&lt;/span&gt; drove us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; we had fun in the car. Bianca FLEW! YES, humans can fly. :D Like superman fly, but without the arms extended. WATCH WATCH WATCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cd5698a80a1c8738" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd5698a80a1c8738%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D679CC764BA42DDD9CD05EB18979CA67427898D3.2109CCCEFDBFCD8B2B0CBA433A12E691203938B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd5698a80a1c8738%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6CO3nK3d2TnZP8K-Nna9sYS6zhA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcd5698a80a1c8738%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D679CC764BA42DDD9CD05EB18979CA67427898D3.2109CCCEFDBFCD8B2B0CBA433A12E691203938B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcd5698a80a1c8738%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6CO3nK3d2TnZP8K-Nna9sYS6zhA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt;. This one is the unedited version. For captions and such, watch the one on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; okay loveys. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j9Z-13ld2bY"&gt;HERE HERE HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is fun to watch over and over again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures of my darling friend in clothes she wouldn't normally wear, and she looked nice okay. Just, she didn't feel, comfortable. WE NEED TO CUT YOUR HAIR. Seriously. I'm not gonna embarrass her more than I already did, here. I'm making a Bianca; BEFORE &amp;amp; AFTER Album (: OH &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;YESS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and for those who don't already know. I have been unfaithful. My new LOVE; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Nokia&lt;/span&gt; 5800. It's special. People have RED, others have BLUE; I on the other hand, have GREY. Yeah, I never knew that colour existed okay, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;shadap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;iLike&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqpRvhu29RI/AAAAAAAACSI/K4kMCCnZdWc/s1600-h/Picture0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqpRvhu29RI/AAAAAAAACSI/K4kMCCnZdWc/s320/Picture0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380202581798090002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqpRwvwBGCI/AAAAAAAACSY/d6EP8hlXAAk/s1600-h/Picture0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqpRwvwBGCI/AAAAAAAACSY/d6EP8hlXAAk/s320/Picture0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380202602740914210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqpRxRydwoI/AAAAAAAACSo/1cn0YtYl5oI/s1600-h/Picture0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqpRxRydwoI/AAAAAAAACSo/1cn0YtYl5oI/s320/Picture0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380202611877986946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqpRxBXhiwI/AAAAAAAACSg/aYZz7uftflQ/s1600-h/Picture0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqpRxBXhiwI/AAAAAAAACSg/aYZz7uftflQ/s320/Picture0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380202607470021378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;iLove&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;OHMIOHMAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, I met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;FUGGA&lt;/span&gt; today. It was like some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hindi&lt;/span&gt; movie. She ran to me, I ran do her. I hugged her tight tight, she hugged me tight tight tighter. I almost cried. I missed that woman, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;. That was probably the happiest I've been all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everybody so annoying today? Maybe it's just me. I guess. I'd like to be alone now, thanks. I should be getting ready for work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tmr&lt;/span&gt;. But I'm lazy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;iLaaaazy&lt;/span&gt;, very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle John is touching down &lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;todayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;SOON. I can't wait to see him. (: Though I'm not really looking forward to his long godlike lectures, about how I'm suppose to be, HOLY &amp;amp; FAITHFUL to God. I am, in my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI ARTHUR!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I wasn't in the mood when you stopped by in front of the house. I buy you chocolates okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do assignments now. Some of it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt;. I wanna sleep for awhile, I have had a decent night's sleep this whole week. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; as a result, I'm sick. ): so much for my so called Hardcore Immune System (HIS), I blame you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;EYI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, on my left, my younger sister is watching Michael Jackson videos ON REPEAT. I love the guy but man, she makes me so sick of him. It's on everyday. I mean, there is a limit. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; but the funny bit is when she's bouncing on the chair dancing to his songs, or even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;mimicking&lt;/span&gt; his dance steps. IT'S SO DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OKAY NIGHTS.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I haven't anything clever to say to end the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5069272630091405287?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cd5698a80a1c8738&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5069272630091405287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5069272630091405287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5069272630091405287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5069272630091405287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wear-it-proudly-on-my-chest-above-my.html' title='I Wear It Proudly On My Chest, Above My Heart.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqpRvhu29RI/AAAAAAAACSI/K4kMCCnZdWc/s72-c/Picture0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8148036097230640343</id><published>2009-09-11T03:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:42:42.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Isolation, Is Not Good For Me.</title><content type='html'>Annoying as it is, I guess you can say that I'm back to updating on a daily basis again. I apologize for the HIATUS. I've been doing a little stalking (on other peoples blogs) and is it just me, or do most of them have this particular word in their recent post(s). Have you noticed?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like there's no other word sophisticated enough to use in a blog. I think eveyone's just trying too hard to sound, intelligent. Hah, bitch, I'm back. Hence, for it's oh so frequent use lately, it's MY word of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlWx2j3TDI/AAAAAAAACRo/PA4iDMQfpn0/s1600-h/hiatus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 102px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlWx2j3TDI/AAAAAAAACRo/PA4iDMQfpn0/s400/hiatus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379926644330286130" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;hī-ˈā-təs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a break or interruption in the continuity of a work, series, action, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss blogging. Somehow, I always want to but never really get around to doing so. College has been awesome. My friends are SUPERAWESOME. A short update on myself. IN CASE YOU WERE WONDERING; I started work again, and well, I'm DYNAMO girl this time. Yeah like a superhero. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DYNAMO GIRL&lt;/span&gt;, tentenene! (with sound effect) Mid terms are, soon? I have no idea. Life is goooood, thanks to special people in my life, you know who you are. I'd rott without you with me (&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1144884/"&gt;The Final Destination OR Final Destination 4&lt;/a&gt;. DON'T WATCH IT. Waste money. Seriously. It's stupid. Too graphic. Sucked. For me that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlajcJs4NI/AAAAAAAACRw/aq24vuqaH58/s1600-h/fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlajcJs4NI/AAAAAAAACRw/aq24vuqaH58/s400/fd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379930794769572050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for another movie later today. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1142988/"&gt;The Ugly Truth.&lt;/a&gt; :d Gerard Butler &lt;a href="http://content9.flixster.com/photo/11/84/44/11844439_gal.jpg"&gt;(GB)&lt;/a&gt; lovelovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlbJ1_JcUI/AAAAAAAACR4/t8tFveXR8xA/s1600-h/the-ugly-truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlbJ1_JcUI/AAAAAAAACR4/t8tFveXR8xA/s400/the-ugly-truth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379931454539657538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to go now. It's late, and I'm illegally using the lappy in my room.&lt;br /&gt;Time to SAHUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SO ;&lt;br /&gt;how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlcWS7EoQI/AAAAAAAACSA/7TFyh8DtyZw/s1600-h/P8083053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlcWS7EoQI/AAAAAAAACSA/7TFyh8DtyZw/s400/P8083053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379932767977251074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case you forgot how I looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S; I HAVE A NEW LOVE&lt;br /&gt;More on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; Happy Birthday Twins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm kinda in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, no special post for the both of you. Have a good one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;muchlove;jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-8148036097230640343?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8148036097230640343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=8148036097230640343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8148036097230640343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8148036097230640343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/bounce.html' title='Isolation, Is Not Good For Me.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlWx2j3TDI/AAAAAAAACRo/PA4iDMQfpn0/s72-c/hiatus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-4138987014989901630</id><published>2009-09-08T02:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:35:25.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Now I'm Hungover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had fun with you today. Although the movie was shit. You made my day.&lt;br /&gt;Meet, SLSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sqfy110IHrI/AAAAAAAACQg/ACA8elgNgvA/s1600-h/08092009011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 147px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sqfy110IHrI/AAAAAAAACQg/ACA8elgNgvA/s320/08092009011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379535286710050482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sqfy1o1UEDI/AAAAAAAACQY/44o8cCZdJuw/s1600-h/08092009010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sqfy1o1UEDI/AAAAAAAACQY/44o8cCZdJuw/s320/08092009010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379535283225366578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sqfy07wa8dI/AAAAAAAACQQ/6rdcs9hiwbo/s1600-h/08092009009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sqfy07wa8dI/AAAAAAAACQQ/6rdcs9hiwbo/s320/08092009009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379535271125250514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Zanmai, 15 minutes before the movie. Amazing noh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; was amazed at how much I could eat; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALOT!&lt;/span&gt; :D That was all me. Yes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; made me take a picture to show the world. Babe, it's not unusual, everyone knows how much I love food. &lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hence the size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love spending time with you. You have me don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;I guess he brings out the best in my salivary glands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-4138987014989901630?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4138987014989901630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=4138987014989901630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4138987014989901630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4138987014989901630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-im-hungover.html' title='Now I&apos;m Hungover.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sqfy110IHrI/AAAAAAAACQg/ACA8elgNgvA/s72-c/08092009011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8161743226200900944</id><published>2009-09-05T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:37:42.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>:]</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Happy Birthday, Eyi ♥&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-8161743226200900944?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8161743226200900944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=8161743226200900944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8161743226200900944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8161743226200900944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-eyi.html' title=':]'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-1503082906693038565</id><published>2009-08-26T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:31:25.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I Would Run Myself In Circles Here Without You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edit/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So finally; I really missed this. Truly without a shadow of a doubt, my very long hiatus has got me back on track. I'm doing good, in case you were wondering; IN CASE. Enough about that, now, the post that I'd promised I'd update on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;First of; Ruba in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I visited him in the hospital, courtesy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;thegirlfriend&lt;/span&gt;. We were suppose to go out for lunch, but decided to pay Ruba a visit and have lunch there since he was going to AC after that. WIN WIN, I suppose. But Ruba's fine now, and he's all recovered and back at home. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVggZXhQxI/AAAAAAAACPY/lmgk_Gkdf1Q/s1600-h/P8103085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378811439645541138" style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVggZXhQxI/AAAAAAAACPY/lmgk_Gkdf1Q/s200/P8103085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVgg3Zax_I/AAAAAAAACPg/GX0eCilkvU4/s1600-h/P8103093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378811447706568690" style="width: 200px; cursor: pointer; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVgg3Zax_I/AAAAAAAACPg/GX0eCilkvU4/s200/P8103093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruba with his PINK blanky, I called a towel. HAH&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ME, right after college on formal day.&lt;br /&gt;Rubesh&amp;amp;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; TheBFF&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVgiFW2bbI/AAAAAAAACPw/bcTy53XVIOU/s1600-h/P8103095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378811468633763250" style="width: 150px; cursor: pointer; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVgiFW2bbI/AAAAAAAACPw/bcTy53XVIOU/s200/P8103095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVghgyyJ4I/AAAAAAAACPo/EZWqy5WX-fw/s1600-h/P8103092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378811458818811778" style="width: 150px; cursor: pointer; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVghgyyJ4I/AAAAAAAACPo/EZWqy5WX-fw/s200/P8103092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Then; Deb's Farewell Party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deborah wanted an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adult sleepover&lt;/span&gt;, no no there was no sex involved; althouuugh, well, I really shouldn't say :X This was a day before world stage. A relative amount of booze and pizza was consumed that day, embarrassing videos and pictures are in my possession, hehe. I feel so, IN CONTROL! SOME pictures are up on FB if any of you wanna sibuk. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=138829&amp;amp;id=549168361"&gt;GO GO GO. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqViPtS2t8I/AAAAAAAACP4/16rwNA3kNro/s1600-h/P8153175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378813351960164290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqViPtS2t8I/AAAAAAAACP4/16rwNA3kNro/s320/P8153175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DEB.NIC.RAC.CAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Next; MTV WORLD STAGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the freaking SHIZZNIT! I'm so glad I got mosh pitt and pushed my way right to the front :)))))))))) Performances were AWESOME. Doug Robb is sohh sexy up close. Tyson Ritter, man oh man, he seriously had fun up there, the vibes were sick. BLG; you started it off, PERFECT. &amp;amp; it was so ngam that when they sang THUNDER(yes, thunder) it started drissling; talk about perfect timing guys. It stopped raining after that BTW. I can't wait for them to come down again, I'd so go. I wanna go for BEP. But that's a different story. OKAY my fav picture of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlIkGvHBmI/AAAAAAAACQw/--9JQSD80sU/s1600-h/Snaps.219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlIkGvHBmI/AAAAAAAACQw/--9JQSD80sU/s320/Snaps.219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379911014991464034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NIC.CAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Lastly; Deb's Send Off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a real funny story to this, but I won't go into detail for your sake(and mine). Well, it was the day she was gonna leave, so we(RAC.ME.CAS) decided to make a sign to embarass her ONE LAST TIME; at the airport. RAC came over and all I had was this hard board so we used it. No one came to see her at the airport, even after all our CREDIT and EFFORT. Oh wells, we still made it worth her wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very last minute, I jokingly suggested to buy balloons and draw faces of her friends that couldn't make it. &amp;amp; so, we were VERY LATE despite the fact that we left earlier than the rest of her family members. ON THE WAY to the airport, wind blowing the balloons everywhere, I drew the faces, eventhough I don't know how any of em look like, I tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was thrilled and we embarrassed her in the airport; MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! Remaining pictures are up on FB. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30665293&amp;amp;id=1069101951"&gt;START HERE.&lt;/a&gt; If you can't view it, am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlHTjsqTfI/AAAAAAAACQo/XvKkAwVHzwc/s1600-h/P8213102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlHTjsqTfI/AAAAAAAACQo/XvKkAwVHzwc/s320/P8213102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379909631196417522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVkOkNXfJI/AAAAAAAACQI/yK6D0kRmnOo/s1600-h/P8213106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378815531364613266" style="width: 245px; cursor: pointer; height: 181px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVkOkNXfJI/AAAAAAAACQI/yK6D0kRmnOo/s200/P8213106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAC.NIC.CAS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The Sign.&lt;br /&gt;Pre Goodbye @ home &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My balloon affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlRWkchU_I/AAAAAAAACRI/4Z-gSaEVXYo/s1600-h/P8213111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlRWkchU_I/AAAAAAAACRI/4Z-gSaEVXYo/s320/P8213111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379920678053041138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlRXhM1ZPI/AAAAAAAACRY/nPFRLcbsIMo/s1600-h/P8213116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlRXhM1ZPI/AAAAAAAACRY/nPFRLcbsIMo/s320/P8213116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379920694361810162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlRqqMEmmI/AAAAAAAACRg/bRMFe5Vr4vM/s1600-h/5330_1205782499244_1069101951_30665311_3521074_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqlRqqMEmmI/AAAAAAAACRg/bRMFe5Vr4vM/s320/5330_1205782499244_1069101951_30665311_3521074_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379921023192046178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ONE LAST TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIC.CAS.RAC.DEB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND I'M DONE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&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/1897235504440609177-1503082906693038565?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1503082906693038565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=1503082906693038565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1503082906693038565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1503082906693038565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-would-run-myself-in-circles-here.html' title='I Would Run Myself In Circles Here Without You.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SqVggZXhQxI/AAAAAAAACPY/lmgk_Gkdf1Q/s72-c/P8103085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-1224570114062753263</id><published>2009-08-25T22:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T02:28:52.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>For There Will Always Be Room For Your Hand In Mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I fibbed.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;s&gt;'m not&lt;/s&gt; can't blog today.&lt;br /&gt;Too hella freaking tired.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, late night calls have to stop man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;u&gt;need&lt;/u&gt; the sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you, you need it more than I do.&lt;br /&gt;But you were semangat yesterday :D&lt;br /&gt;Got me all hyped up also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, nyanyuk cam babi.&lt;br /&gt;I was the bartender :D&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even make a decent Iced Lemon Tea lah tf.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry :/&lt;br /&gt;No, I wasn't drunk, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Was just lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; kinda disturbed by the dream I had.&lt;br /&gt;Not surprising but still utterly perturbed by it.&lt;br /&gt;GAWRSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oright. I'm off now sweets.&lt;br /&gt;God, this is pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;The bed is calling out my name profusely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-1224570114062753263?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1224570114062753263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=1224570114062753263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1224570114062753263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1224570114062753263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-there-will-always-be-room-for-your.html' title='For There Will Always Be Room For Your Hand In Mine.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3864712756606686798</id><published>2009-08-24T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:34:11.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>You're Not Worth The Time This Is Taking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Our love affair is dying;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A SLOW &amp;amp;PAINFUL DEATH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I've abandoned you for far too long.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost it, I swear, I've lost the mojo.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda getting it back again.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in FULL swing TMR, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Updates on;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ruba in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Deb's farewell party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;World Stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Deb's send off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homigd.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot cut out for me, don't I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma leave you with a video we took today before class started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do me a favour,&lt;br /&gt;TILT YOUR HEAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet, MEYI, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;thebff&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He makes me laugh, ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ad7e060911f335c8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad7e060911f335c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3647FAEA955FE2C8600EFE093BFF7D90BD087248.5C4038EEB73B42A077643B24B84B2F7CBBB6A5A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad7e060911f335c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7BK7-DvKxfthSYEuV85pVi4Xa8o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad7e060911f335c8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3647FAEA955FE2C8600EFE093BFF7D90BD087248.5C4038EEB73B42A077643B24B84B2F7CBBB6A5A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad7e060911f335c8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7BK7-DvKxfthSYEuV85pVi4Xa8o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sing your melody,&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bye bye Miss American Pie,&lt;br /&gt;Drove the chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3864712756606686798?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a8381ac7fab70238&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ad7e060911f335c8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3864712756606686798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3864712756606686798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3864712756606686798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3864712756606686798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/youre-not-worth-time-this-is-taking.html' title='You&apos;re Not Worth The Time This Is Taking.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-2827258574406528313</id><published>2009-08-10T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T01:33:06.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Good To Know That You're Fine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Pretending everything is right, to make it better. I'll hide my make up smeared eyes, to show that I'm fine :) It hurts more than you'll ever know; quite rubbing it in already. Go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoASyzOsU2I/AAAAAAAACOk/d0wbWTZjM9A/s1600-h/nicnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoASyzOsU2I/AAAAAAAACOk/d0wbWTZjM9A/s400/nicnic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368311419780223842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Left your t-shirt in my room, still smells of you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;the picture you hung on the door lay smashed, picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Explains now, clearly nothing left but a memory&lt;br /&gt;We only made out you never kissed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;makeup smeared eyes by automatic loveletter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yilek Al Kana! (greetings)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm gonna start all my posts with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;"Yilek Al Kana"&lt;/span&gt; as a greeting from now onwards. Yesh! I'm cool like that; take that bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Malacca weekend getaway was hella fun and full of surprises :D We stayed at a crummy hotel, and it didn't have any internet connection in the room :( was so bummed. But I survived, evidently. :) I made so many stupid videos, and I'ma post &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE &lt;/span&gt;up for my own amusement :p watch it if you wanna see me make a fool outta myself, but if you're as kind as  I know you are, you have a right not to click that kyuute little 90° triangle OKAY :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*blogger doesn't wanna load the video now, i will try again tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah damn &amp;amp;that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fatty&lt;/span&gt; broke my shades. AGAIN! Seriously, what's with her and my shades?! Both of which I bought, was &lt;s&gt;demolished&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;destroyed&lt;/s&gt; spoiled by her. That's the last picture of me and my shades, and I overexposed it, I like :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIP &lt;/span&gt;my beautiful beautiful shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, reason why we were in Malacca in the first place was for these two lovely beings. :) Yeah, she's so short! LOL but she's so pretty! HOMIGAD. It was just a simple wedding nothing fancy or anything, though the music and the company was the best! Being surrounded with people just like you gives you sucha nice, warm, soothing feeling :D hahaha yes, there are more like ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAT-NZvccI/AAAAAAAACO0/fTE1y0jhMVo/s1600-h/P8083078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAT-NZvccI/AAAAAAAACO0/fTE1y0jhMVo/s320/P8083078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368312715296076226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Thad &amp;Glo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;congrats you two :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was superDUPER shocked when I saw this BOY! :D It was nice to see a familiar face among all the not so familiar LOL. His expression when he first saw me standing in church was priceless ; and so is this one in the picture ;) He was super high after dinner, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(as you can see)&lt;/span&gt; I bet he didn't even know what I was even talking about when I called him over to my table. :D WESSSLEYYY! All sweatyy and shit. Eeew :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAT-lQbS6I/AAAAAAAACO8/ge9nBOmCnZs/s1600-h/P8083073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAT-lQbS6I/AAAAAAAACO8/ge9nBOmCnZs/s320/P8083073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368312721699457954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the pièce de résistance; the cake. Which was done by the groom himself who is a well accomplished pastry chef. :D so pretty right. I think it's reallyy pretty! It tastes really yummy too. It's very rare that we get to taste good portuguese food in a proper portuguese environment :] I'm one very happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAT-yN_TfI/AAAAAAAACPE/Qs_-JHSMHIU/s1600-h/P8083030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAT-yN_TfI/AAAAAAAACPE/Qs_-JHSMHIU/s320/P8083030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368312725178895858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for inviting us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAT9jpKPrI/AAAAAAAACOs/LQpFHeB-25s/s1600-h/P8083072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAT9jpKPrI/AAAAAAAACOs/LQpFHeB-25s/s320/P8083072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368312704086458034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; Happy One Year Anniversary Kevin Kor kor &amp;amp; LV Jie jie!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAWY15eJlI/AAAAAAAACPM/5NF7CirKKpM/s1600-h/P8083079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoAWY15eJlI/AAAAAAAACPM/5NF7CirKKpM/s320/P8083079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368315371866433106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-2827258574406528313?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2827258574406528313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=2827258574406528313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2827258574406528313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2827258574406528313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Good To Know That You&apos;re Fine.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SoASyzOsU2I/AAAAAAAACOk/d0wbWTZjM9A/s72-c/nicnic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-4716741596975764990</id><published>2009-08-07T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:20:50.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Entice Me Baby; I Dare You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;At &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12:34:56&lt;/span&gt; today &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;07/08/09&lt;/span&gt; we made history. &amp;amp; I loved every minute of it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnxOCNnK6fI/AAAAAAAACOU/xulDupYmZno/s1600-h/mirror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnxOCNnK6fI/AAAAAAAACOU/xulDupYmZno/s400/mirror.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367250655839447538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Some how you've managed to get under my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; More than anyone ever did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; if every hole makes a scar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; every scar marks it's place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Then I will never live freely without your trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; And it'll never be fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;makeup smeared eyes by automatic loveletter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe in karma &amp;amp; sorry hunny, but karma is coming to bite you right in the ass; you deserve it. Ah today was a good dayy. I wanna blog blog, as in with pictures and stuff but I haven't packed for tmr so I can't really do much now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had like 4 hours of &lt;s&gt;torturous&lt;/s&gt; class &amp;amp; I'd have to say that I'm liking class even more now that I've bonded with 6 LOL yeah, OMG they speak English! Well, being in 7, it usually sucks considering I'm always left out being that I don't speak/understand a whole lot of chinese. So yeah, I feel more, myself when I'm with the 6's Thaaaank you guys :)) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ems Heed Mel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Manny&lt;/span&gt; are always around and never fail to make me laugh. Thanks Heed for breakfast todayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so like, my dad is throwing a hissy fit in the room banging things around for god knows what reason. &amp;amp; it's annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on with life. I went over to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;thebff&lt;/span&gt;'s today and we had a blast :D I followed her to highlight her hair and then back home where I piiiged out and watched funny buffalaxed and mad tv videos. Ah good times good times. I miss all the times in high school where we used to do shit and get caught. LOL the getting away with it, was fun too I suppose LOL it fueled for more mischief :D hee. We were talking about going back to school and apparently there's some stupid dress code even for visitors, pfh like wtright. Anywho, we're waiting til everyone's free so we can, reminisce a bit. LOL hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off to pack my shit. &amp;amp; I realised I could go bankrupt if I didn't have someone there watching my spending :D thankiuu, love. OKay, so like, BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;muchlove; jane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because you're the only one who calls me that♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-4716741596975764990?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4716741596975764990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=4716741596975764990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4716741596975764990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4716741596975764990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/entice-me-baby-i-dare-you.html' title='Entice Me Baby; I Dare You.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnxOCNnK6fI/AAAAAAAACOU/xulDupYmZno/s72-c/mirror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6188125028964265000</id><published>2009-08-06T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:04:44.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I'm Overjoyed &amp; Completely Satisfied.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I can't wait, though it won't be fun without you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MTV WORLDSTAGE HERE I COME&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOSH PITT PASSES BABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I guess.&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of my day.&lt;br /&gt;Superman; XMen; Ultraman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma go catch Grey's now&lt;br /&gt;:)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6188125028964265000?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6188125028964265000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6188125028964265000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6188125028964265000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6188125028964265000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-overjoyed-completely-satisfied.html' title='I&apos;m Overjoyed &amp; Completely Satisfied.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5868491096276540645</id><published>2009-08-05T17:20:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:10:36.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Muh Says The Cow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I like the weather today, so cold and snugglyy :] I like, I like alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnlO97kyd5I/AAAAAAAACM0/gIKbJG7xgyQ/s1600-h/21_by_bilbobreakdance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnlO97kyd5I/AAAAAAAACM0/gIKbJG7xgyQ/s400/21_by_bilbobreakdance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366407256859637650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I wish i'd never fallen in love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;so deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I wish i'd never knew that love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;actually exists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i wished i'd never by zee avi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eh HII! :D hee Feels like I've been on hiatus for sometime, I apologize tuan tuan puan puan :D Not like ya'll read everyday also right; I know, I'm forgiven; Thankayyuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home early. Had a superDUPER day of service todayy! We sold out within the first hour, awesomeshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GI Joe&lt;/span&gt; comes out tmr &amp;amp; I can't freaking wait. I guess the genius who thought that Bryn looked good in those glasses was the same genius that thought that it's okay to make movies based on action figures. I get that people are running out of ideas to make movies, apart from the usual;&lt;br /&gt;run around/fly around/drive around chasing the bad guys to take revenge/figure out the olan and try to stop them to either save the planet/save the hero's lover/daughter/sister. That was a long one. Gees. Good thing they have yummy actors like Channing Tatum :d to boost ratings. Honestly, I'm going only because he's acting :D GUILTY! Lock me up and throw away the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnldbsZZB9I/AAAAAAAACNE/C8hRxuNGLQw/s1600-h/duke-gi-joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnldbsZZB9I/AAAAAAAACNE/C8hRxuNGLQw/s320/duke-gi-joe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366423161344165842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at that. How can you resist. :)))))&lt;br /&gt;DUUUKE;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;channingtatumyummalicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say my name, say my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnldbXe8ErI/AAAAAAAACM8/XHp6qMmncN4/s1600-h/rachel-nichols-gi-joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnldbXe8ErI/AAAAAAAACM8/XHp6qMmncN4/s320/rachel-nichols-gi-joe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366423155730289330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OKay &amp;amp;this is some unknown actress.&lt;br /&gt;Em, what's with the body suit.&lt;br /&gt;This takes boob enhancers to a whole new level.&lt;br /&gt;It's so, OUT THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ISHKADAYM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exclamationmark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnlqTYMgBrI/AAAAAAAACNU/Hvn7WEi8oCE/s1600-h/rat-hunter-gi-joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnlqTYMgBrI/AAAAAAAACNU/Hvn7WEi8oCE/s320/rat-hunter-gi-joe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366437312133596850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;JEE AI JOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babeh.&lt;br /&gt;Back to basics.&lt;br /&gt;Jomm, let's go watch.&lt;br /&gt;Friday okay, meet you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So like, I've been on the laptop since I got home and I didn't grate the ginger &amp;amp;garlic for dinner. It's like right, just because I'm learning how to cook in college she thinks it makes me some big time chef. HAH. FYI mummy dearest, I'm kinda hopeless and sloww&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pfft)&lt;/span&gt;. I'm considering taking up culinary noww. Heh, fickle much. Yeah I know you wanna slap me senseless. :p I'm not denying that kitchen is fun. We'll see how things go, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yeah, I'm off to Malacca this weekend. Grago wedding :D Whuhts. Get to see all my kristang relatives? If any are gonna be there. We're all practically related, everyone marries everyone. LOL yeah. That should be fun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*twothumbsup*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Snl_nFYVjHI/AAAAAAAACNc/ctGhBPToCUs/s1600-h/ttu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 42px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Snl_nFYVjHI/AAAAAAAACNc/ctGhBPToCUs/s400/ttu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366460740424535154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OKay, about this, IDK what's up with it. I just do it alot; ALOT. It's like a very lame trademark that I wish I could erase/stop doing! but it comes naturally. Goes to show how naturally retarded &amp;amp;lame I am. :D you love me, I know you do; you just don't know it yet, biatch. Don't be a ccb, just nod and say OTAYYH.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(okay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Word Of The Day;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmBSaNbE1I/AAAAAAAACNk/aOOeZsjKLh0/s1600-h/ambi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmBSaNbE1I/AAAAAAAACNk/aOOeZsjKLh0/s400/ambi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366462584261907282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh, I'm so proud of myself. I'm learning new words everydayy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;although today is merely the first&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D Ambidextrous. Sounds so bombastic right. It intimidates me :/ Well, it used to. I know what it means now. Do you think I'm ambidextrous? Bet it's killing you to know what it means, be smart google it. OKay you don't have to dis and go &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;OMFGCBCCBWTFMFKER&lt;/span&gt; she didn't know what that meant? Don't be mean okay, I'm not that knowledgeable. HAHA shddap, bite chu. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:Arial;font-size:16;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span class="unicode" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: normal;font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';font-size:0;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;am-bi-&lt;span class="unicode" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-weight: normal;font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';font-size:0;"  &gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;dek-strəs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;unusually skillful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baiklah adik adik sekalian. I'ma go now and stop goofing off on blogger and wasting your time. I bet you didn't even read just looked at the pictures and read the photo captions. Haha it's okay. I do that too when the post gets too long. I entertain. Or not. IDK you be the judge. I entertain myself. I have a serious case of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;TheSyokSendiriSyndrom&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;s&gt;it's deadly.&lt;/s&gt; Fatality is usually caused by being beaten up in some toilet like how them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malaymeenas &lt;/span&gt;slapped each other around for fun. OR like them &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chinesetaikajies&lt;/span&gt; who whacked some girl in some pondok. Yeah, my english is horrible. I've forgotten how to express myself in a single language. I am trully Malaysian; stupid &amp;amp; indecisive, whuuwee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should stop now. Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Save some juice for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmFVz6rOiI/AAAAAAAACNs/D2LAX-JnMsY/s1600-h/bong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 39px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmFVz6rOiI/AAAAAAAACNs/D2LAX-JnMsY/s400/bong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366467040748714530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; my friends are completely deluded.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose they are truly Malaysian too.&lt;br /&gt;*high5bong*&lt;br /&gt;BTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmHPenKpwI/AAAAAAAACN8/FbtdlSuD5oI/s1600-h/nicnicnic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 29px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmHPenKpwI/AAAAAAAACN8/FbtdlSuD5oI/s400/nicnicnic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366469130973783810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yer why is mine smaller??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo, pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort me la..&lt;br /&gt;Unlike some people.&lt;br /&gt;You know you'd think they&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(family)&lt;/span&gt; would comfort you in time of need.&lt;br /&gt;I guess NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmHPmPIuXI/AAAAAAAACOE/Z-t1ZoUvR_Y/s1600-h/gr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmHPmPIuXI/AAAAAAAACOE/Z-t1ZoUvR_Y/s400/gr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366469133020477810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's like an iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Touch her to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; turn her on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you'resoeasy,somuchforstayingsingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm leaving you with this video that we made on SUNDAY. After everybody left. It was just us THREE besties, stoned and in the mood to sing. There were more but, my battery, well, unfortunately, daided&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(died)&lt;/span&gt; ENJOY! Eric's voice sounds funny during the OOUOUU part. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I noticed I was like moving too much. HAHA yeahhp, can you say G-O-N-E, gone? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3e9d3a4567c69174" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e9d3a4567c69174%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D495EC8968A68C77ECB3645B5F276A54041C38772.3A51C0CD2C7EDA840EDDB9DF26B680DBBD1E5E87%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e9d3a4567c69174%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3Ii7PVykKjV3OSz7IKX50iUCUvo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3e9d3a4567c69174%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D495EC8968A68C77ECB3645B5F276A54041C38772.3A51C0CD2C7EDA840EDDB9DF26B680DBBD1E5E87%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3e9d3a4567c69174%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3Ii7PVykKjV3OSz7IKX50iUCUvo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love simple things.&lt;br /&gt;But I love this one intricate thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5868491096276540645?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3e9d3a4567c69174&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5868491096276540645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5868491096276540645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5868491096276540645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5868491096276540645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/muh-says-cow.html' title='Muh Says The Cow.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnlO97kyd5I/AAAAAAAACM0/gIKbJG7xgyQ/s72-c/21_by_bilbobreakdance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-7769997373560086022</id><published>2009-08-04T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:20:26.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Now Jump Up, Let's Get Crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnlNnz5gIKI/AAAAAAAACMs/IOT-l1N6TtM/s1600-h/d9e646a3600cb89b0460b5c8ff57ed0a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnlNnz5gIKI/AAAAAAAACMs/IOT-l1N6TtM/s400/d9e646a3600cb89b0460b5c8ff57ed0a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366405777330282658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sing your melody;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;falling slowly by glen hansard &amp;amp;marketa irglova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chef's are temperamental during production.&lt;br /&gt;Hostile even.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Quit nagging will you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm deaddd tired.&lt;br /&gt;Just go back from The Curve though, heh.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking is fun.&lt;br /&gt;I like it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dessert queen.&lt;br /&gt;I'm broadening my perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry the post is kinda pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too tired to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Please come back though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come over, come over&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying not to hurt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As B* would say,&lt;br /&gt;PEACE&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&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/1897235504440609177-7769997373560086022?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7769997373560086022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=7769997373560086022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7769997373560086022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7769997373560086022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/now-jump-up-lets-get-crazy.html' title='Now Jump Up, Let&apos;s Get Crazy.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnlNnz5gIKI/AAAAAAAACMs/IOT-l1N6TtM/s72-c/d9e646a3600cb89b0460b5c8ff57ed0a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-1947611861100801553</id><published>2009-08-03T18:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:56:26.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Used To Be Love Drunk, But Now I'm Hungover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmOoS_zNDI/AAAAAAAACOM/k40Vgh7lmx4/s1600-h/hart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmOoS_zNDI/AAAAAAAACOM/k40Vgh7lmx4/s400/hart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366477253934003250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look;&lt;br /&gt;It's empty,&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insert &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt; here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-1947611861100801553?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1947611861100801553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=1947611861100801553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1947611861100801553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1947611861100801553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/used-to-be-love-drunk-but-now-im.html' title='Used To Be Love Drunk, But Now I&apos;m Hungover.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnmOoS_zNDI/AAAAAAAACOM/k40Vgh7lmx4/s72-c/hart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3507111947885564219</id><published>2009-08-02T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:58:52.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay Here In This Moment For The Rest Of Time.</title><content type='html'>Kitty's Birthday celebration was todayy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really in the right state of mind to blog properly.&lt;br /&gt;Already I've made so many errors &amp;amp; I've been backspacing in this first two sentences.&lt;br /&gt;HIGGHHH baby.&lt;br /&gt;Euphoria.&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog more tmr perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Come back and check okayy.&lt;br /&gt;The effects of Wesley's 1 part red bull 4 part vodka.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kitty Kat.&lt;br /&gt;Ilysm.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;Stoned, I'm off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures for a brief preview :))&lt;br /&gt;More to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj-qDvH0I/AAAAAAAACMk/VR8FmOFOasw/s1600-h/P8023002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj-qDvH0I/AAAAAAAACMk/VR8FmOFOasw/s320/P8023002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365374827918991170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambling.&lt;br /&gt;Yes 21 baby. King &amp;amp; Ace.&lt;br /&gt;That was mine.&lt;br /&gt;Damn ong today sial, don't mess.&lt;br /&gt;Manage to pay off my share of the boose.&lt;br /&gt;RM 20, not much, but boleh lah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj-G0JyNI/AAAAAAAACMc/uJGZuir5uxI/s1600-h/P8022999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj-G0JyNI/AAAAAAAACMc/uJGZuir5uxI/s320/P8022999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365374818458388690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My FAV pictureee.&lt;br /&gt;Wes, unbuckling Surain's pants ;)&lt;br /&gt;With full concentration, whooh.&lt;br /&gt;LOL was trying to get the beer bottle opened.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we were lazy to take the bottle opener so we decided to try belt buckles instead :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj9vzja_I/AAAAAAAACMU/PapELhXUnvA/s1600-h/P8022993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj9vzja_I/AAAAAAAACMU/PapELhXUnvA/s320/P8022993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365374812281859058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty! I hope you liked your cake.&lt;br /&gt;We're amateurs at this.&lt;br /&gt;But not bad also kann.&lt;br /&gt;See you next week bro.&lt;br /&gt;Take care. Love you. Happy Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you took damn long to make your wish, damn long list la kann. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj9YjF9QI/AAAAAAAACMM/sp8cGI6Dr3c/s1600-h/P8022995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj9YjF9QI/AAAAAAAACMM/sp8cGI6Dr3c/s320/P8022995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365374806038803714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake.&lt;br /&gt;Which was suppose to be Heineken, I think.&lt;br /&gt;LOL Anchor beer; by Mia.&lt;br /&gt;Has special significance though ;) faham faham la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj82p2EPI/AAAAAAAACME/kygCET5Qvnk/s1600-h/P8023021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj82p2EPI/AAAAAAAACME/kygCET5Qvnk/s320/P8023021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365374796940316914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er, the effects of vodka &amp;amp; redbull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight clowns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3507111947885564219?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3507111947885564219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3507111947885564219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3507111947885564219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3507111947885564219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/stay-here-in-this-moment-for-rest-of.html' title='Stay Here In This Moment For The Rest Of Time.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnWj-qDvH0I/AAAAAAAACMk/VR8FmOFOasw/s72-c/P8023002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-1841642320685082234</id><published>2009-08-01T19:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:24:55.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>A Drunken Mind Seeks A Sober Heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnRhIvYK__I/AAAAAAAACL8/aQD_8MFKyao/s1600-h/Addicted_by_Green_Lemonade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnRhIvYK__I/AAAAAAAACL8/aQD_8MFKyao/s400/Addicted_by_Green_Lemonade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365019858889801714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God, I need to chill.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go shopping; Jommm!&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if plans tmr are gonna work outt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are oxymorons and it's pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;The internet connection is a ftard.&lt;br /&gt;My sister just sprayed perfume and it's giving me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Just UGH la okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep listening to Wanted Symphony's Midnight Chatter.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me happy on the inside :]&lt;br /&gt;Aw, Daniel your voice is so mesmerising.&lt;br /&gt;I melt into a puddle listening to the song.&lt;br /&gt;Post up more okay.&lt;br /&gt;Extra extra bummed that I missed you guys on the dayy.&lt;br /&gt;NVM, next gig; I'm so there!&lt;br /&gt;Text me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="left" bgcolor="#330033"&gt;holdmyhand.♥&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because you don't have what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; the illusions are worst than you've got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh baby baby.&lt;br /&gt;It's a wild world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-1841642320685082234?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1841642320685082234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=1841642320685082234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1841642320685082234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1841642320685082234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/drunken-mind-seeks-sober-heart.html' title='A Drunken Mind Seeks A Sober Heart.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnRhIvYK__I/AAAAAAAACL8/aQD_8MFKyao/s72-c/Addicted_by_Green_Lemonade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5978928974779072724</id><published>2009-07-31T21:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:39:59.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>DOPALICIOUSbaby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnL4K9ybSdI/AAAAAAAACL0/Mfa9DWAXizY/s1600-h/Message_to_my_Girl_by_Crackers9458.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnL4K9ybSdI/AAAAAAAACL0/Mfa9DWAXizY/s400/Message_to_my_Girl_by_Crackers9458.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364622973420128722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Underneath the ink of my tattoo&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to hide my scars from you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scared just changing&lt;br /&gt;Right beyond the cigarette and the devilish smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;You're my crack of sunlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i'm not dead by pinkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello reader :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't blog yesterdayy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I kinda didn't realize how incredibly tired I was,&lt;br /&gt;til I fell asleep on the couch while watching Criminal Minds :/&lt;br /&gt;You know, I think I'm destined not to watch Grey's anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;The day that I finally remember about Grey's &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I even set a reminder okay!&lt;br /&gt;I just had to fucking fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;Was so bummed when I woke up todayy.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I woke up late (yes, i woke up late despite sleeping earlier than usual, tfright)&lt;br /&gt;but because, I missed Grey's.&lt;br /&gt;I keep forgetting that it's on Saturday, or I'm always doing something that it slips my mind.&lt;br /&gt;.. EMO la, I miss watching Grey's :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast my Thursday wasn't such a draggg, thanktheLord!&lt;br /&gt;A three hour break kills okay, literally.&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou JoHarris, for taking us out :D&lt;br /&gt;Sya Jo &amp;amp; I headed over to MV.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I don't know whyy.&lt;br /&gt;But we were so sick of OU although it only seemed logical to head there&lt;br /&gt;Since well, it's only 5 minutes away from college.&lt;br /&gt;We watched &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Proposal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnL1DFf3KyI/AAAAAAAACLs/3hAq_mEpU6k/s1600-h/the_proposal01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnL1DFf3KyI/AAAAAAAACLs/3hAq_mEpU6k/s400/the_proposal01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364619539515910946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was okayyy, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Reynolds *drools*&lt;br /&gt;There's one part where he's topless.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ishkadamn, God loves him; CLEARLY!&lt;br /&gt;BUT the movie is kinda flat and SOH predictable.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Some parts were hilarious though, especially the granny.&lt;br /&gt;Ahdorable; baby maker blanket. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Those who've watched it would know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who haven't seen it yet, it's a good pass time show;&lt;br /&gt;Just to kill time, if you know what I mean :]&lt;br /&gt;Ohmy, but there was one part which just touched me so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;Sya &amp;amp; I started tearing in our seats..&lt;br /&gt;Jo, as usual, was snoring in the cinema ==&lt;br /&gt;Pay 7 bucks just to sleep in an air conditioned environment.&lt;br /&gt;Right on browwh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, about today.&lt;br /&gt;Like I was saying, I woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; didn't have time to dry my hair :/&lt;br /&gt;So I looked like, a nenek.&lt;br /&gt;Or someone with no sense of style whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was damn semangat to dress up cause I woke up sorta early...&lt;br /&gt;== spoil je today.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean boys have sexyy voices.&lt;br /&gt;Or that's what I've gathered, sitting in MRSexyLegs class this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry la, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt; is so damnn boring okayy.&lt;br /&gt;Can't take it, so since your class is doowwwnn the hall, you'll be seeing alot of US on Friday OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no option :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipididlydoo.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmeeohmaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sorry. Momentary relapse :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission on teaching myself how to play the guitar again.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't well, the smoothest thing in the WORLD lah.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'm still working on it.&lt;br /&gt;Trying 2 new songs; to see if it helps speed up the process &amp;amp; well, just for practice.&lt;br /&gt;My biggest prob is changing chords without stumbling.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I'm getting there shadap.&lt;br /&gt;But my fingertips are like numb.&lt;br /&gt;I was playing the whole afternoon so, I'm taking a break now.&lt;br /&gt;:] then I'll start playing again and give everybody headache&lt;br /&gt;Not like my stupid guitar is in PERFECT tune.&lt;br /&gt;== ugh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining..&lt;br /&gt;Atleast I have one, miniature glitch the tuning is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh.&lt;br /&gt;I found this website. I don't know how, but I just did la.&lt;br /&gt;It plays free music and yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to it since evening.&lt;br /&gt;And and it plays nice songs, songs which I haven't heard in ages.&lt;br /&gt;And some songs which I've never heard of at all.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I've been downloading songs like a mad woman :] hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;If ever you songs miraculously disappear from your hard drive you can always make use of this site; &lt;a href="http://www.jango.com/music"&gt;JANGOBANGOWANGO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered McD's.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Sundae :d yumm.&lt;br /&gt;No nuggets this time .. :( it's Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm gonna be a good Catholic now;&lt;br /&gt;I've been up to no good :p ssh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="left" bgcolor="#330033"&gt;youarespottieottiedopalicious.♥&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can be your cherry pie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; you can be my cream on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You make me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;IVE IVE IVE.&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5978928974779072724?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5978928974779072724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5978928974779072724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5978928974779072724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5978928974779072724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-spy-with-my-little-eye.html' title='DOPALICIOUSbaby.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnL4K9ybSdI/AAAAAAAACL0/Mfa9DWAXizY/s72-c/Message_to_my_Girl_by_Crackers9458.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8064024550393457644</id><published>2009-07-29T14:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:53:44.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Pour A Little Sugar On It Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnB260xRRUI/AAAAAAAACLY/5s9dG6H0S4Y/s1600-h/d82194e1b2ef1a7ddde56fe2d01a8ce6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnB260xRRUI/AAAAAAAACLY/5s9dG6H0S4Y/s400/d82194e1b2ef1a7ddde56fe2d01a8ce6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363917909168047426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well I'm thinking of the worst things that I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;But a promise doesn't mean a thing anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this never will be right with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;id hate to be you when people find out what this song is about by mayday parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee, hi hi hiiigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in such a crappy mood like EVERYDAY lately.&lt;br /&gt;Yer, whytf la okay.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so grumpy like all the freaking time.&lt;br /&gt;Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;Mid life crisis, menopause, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I haven't talked to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt; since she started uni :(&lt;br /&gt;Kiss ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently addicted to Use Somebody by Kings Of Leon.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, &amp;amp; I love playing it on the guitar :]&lt;br /&gt;Though, it sounds off here and there &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I may be slow at changing chords.&lt;br /&gt;BUT it's as easyy as a slut; I just need more practice, evidently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go shopping. NEED.TO.DESPERATELY&lt;br /&gt;The works la okay.&lt;br /&gt;I made dinner today :]&lt;br /&gt;OH and I found a shirt printing shop near my house.&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY ME!? :D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;I need not search high and low for statement shirts.&lt;br /&gt;I can get em printed myself.&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I don't wanna talk about college.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's the only thing I talk about nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;How sad is that? tf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home early and went over to my godparents place.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Matty.&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon :(&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep on the couch, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, my AA nominated me as Miss SHTA?&lt;br /&gt;Along with Nkosana as Mr SHTCA?&lt;br /&gt;WHY! Okay WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;:( do you hate us that much.&lt;br /&gt;Sheeesh, just cause we don't speak chinese righht.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's it. LOL Racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dogs are seriously the cutest things in the world.&lt;br /&gt;:D they never fail to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the small one.&lt;br /&gt;Mischievous lil fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, but she has the look where instead of correcting her, you'd just laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog's getting pointless and random.&lt;br /&gt;AND freaking boring all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing my sensual touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we need time apart.&lt;br /&gt;What say you, love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only just recently started labeling my posts.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, currently, I have 291 posts, with 25 already labeled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I aint gonna label all 266 more unlabeled posts.&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you like I loved you yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Mood swings. Crazy mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep nowww.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, some msgs for some special people.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm retarded like that, I don't text, I don't IM.&lt;br /&gt;I leave stupid footnotes, make em feel special, YES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nick&lt;/span&gt;; next month, be free, I'm coming down to see you if all goes well :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nat&lt;/span&gt;; HORTON is adorable, I'm not over it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ppps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jolene&lt;/span&gt;; neighbour, vodka redbull &amp;amp;&amp;amp;cigs sound good right about now. LOL I'll ring the doorbell when I'm there. Shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;pppps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BestFriend&lt;/span&gt;; WhereTF are you, damn it, nobody to Skype with already... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ppppps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DarrylFoo&lt;/span&gt;; tmr okay, plus you owe me for not calling when you were in my area; hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="left" bgcolor="#330033"&gt;theytoldmeyouweretrouble; buticouldn'tresist.♥&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rghtbyenowloves&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;this little skeleton will rip your fucking heart out&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;laugh when it slides down your throat.&lt;br /&gt;Ah.&lt;br /&gt;I bite.&lt;br /&gt;Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-8064024550393457644?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8064024550393457644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=8064024550393457644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8064024550393457644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8064024550393457644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/pour-little-sugar-on-it-baby.html' title='Pour A Little Sugar On It Baby.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SnB260xRRUI/AAAAAAAACLY/5s9dG6H0S4Y/s72-c/d82194e1b2ef1a7ddde56fe2d01a8ce6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-1372759017713348386</id><published>2009-07-28T22:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:25:34.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>I'm Heels Over Head.</title><content type='html'>Gonna make this a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;But since I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;I might as well, have a go at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cooked today.&lt;br /&gt;There was no cheese so the pasta wasn't satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;malaystalkerassholeofaperson&lt;/span&gt;, just can't freaking get the hints&lt;br /&gt;That I've been shoving in his face.&lt;br /&gt;Soh, fucking thick skinned and tres annoying.&lt;br /&gt;SUPERMAN rescued me :]&lt;br /&gt;Thankyouuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fucker took my 50bucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma bitch fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;Nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're so fucking rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-1372759017713348386?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1372759017713348386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=1372759017713348386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1372759017713348386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1372759017713348386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-heels-over-head.html' title='I&apos;m Heels Over Head.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-1214747546811690947</id><published>2009-07-27T21:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:38:49.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Eyeliner &amp; Cigarettes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sm2-n9BPEhI/AAAAAAAACLQ/pCF1RjHdfjk/s1600-h/njeyn2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sm2-n9BPEhI/AAAAAAAACLQ/pCF1RjHdfjk/s400/njeyn2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363152324872049170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&amp;amp; if you want to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can guarantee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You won't find nobody else &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;follow me by unc kracker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, love.&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;I got home early and rested.&lt;br /&gt;LOL I feel so safe knowing that I haven't been spending money :)&lt;br /&gt;Which is goood.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;Need to cover up the merchandise in time for Christmas &amp;amp; World Stage, in case the rents wanna tag along, pft.&lt;br /&gt;Just a precaution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which;&lt;br /&gt;MTV WORLD STAGE!&lt;br /&gt;Will you be there? I will.&lt;br /&gt;BLG &amp;amp;&amp;amp; AAR!&lt;br /&gt;How could I resist.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go for my touch up the day before or something.&lt;br /&gt;OMG yeah, it has been two weeks :]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm already working on another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nexxt, my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I feel like, I've been let out of Azkaban prison.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going overboard.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. No. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it a little breather, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;But I am; gonna do it :]&lt;br /&gt;Itchified.&lt;br /&gt;Needles give me orgies.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA it's better than sex :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I changed my layout.&lt;br /&gt;Idk, just felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is what happens when you're, you know, bored.&lt;br /&gt;Either that or doing fesbuk quizes :p hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; banging the keyboard playing guitar geek.&lt;br /&gt;Eeee, I'm addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it's so frustrating that I can never top my high score.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasta day tmr :]&lt;br /&gt;Wuuhts!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait, can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No new pics today cause, I didn't take the camera to college? :]&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I can go to the cafe in peace noww :D&lt;br /&gt;Cula3 has started their duty and I don't have to worry about the Cula2 idiot&lt;s&gt;s&lt;/s&gt; ==.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldie is such a rascal okayy.&lt;br /&gt;OMG la. But she's adorable, and you just can't scold her.&lt;br /&gt;She give you the look and your blood just recedes wayy below the boiling point.&lt;br /&gt;LOL &amp;amp;&amp;amp; she LOVES water.&lt;br /&gt;She plays in the rain with me and bites the water when I water the plants.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the way she drinks water is just too cute.&lt;br /&gt;She drinks with one paw in the bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; sometimes, she like, plays with the water with her paw then drinks it.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, adorable much? :]&lt;br /&gt;It's cuter when you see her do it la.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm explaining in words, it probably bores the hell outta you.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off blogger.&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I have French hw that I have yet to lay my eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;Hee, night loveys.&lt;br /&gt;Know what, I haven't watched Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;Any takers?&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter, with me? *fluttereyelashes*&lt;br /&gt;I buy you popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, YOU owe me a movie or two :]&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to claim my prize now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, talk about being hyper.&lt;br /&gt;Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyper.&lt;br /&gt;H-Y-P-E-R.&lt;br /&gt;Chyeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh CBOX is up again.&lt;br /&gt;Deleted the old one cauuuse, there was stuff there that I never wanted to look at anymore but had no heart to delete it one by one, so I deleted the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; now I got a new one.&lt;br /&gt;So, like.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rghtbyenoww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="left" bgcolor="#330033"&gt;truthbetoldimissyou; truthbetoldi'mlying.♥&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;or am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I don't have a price,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving you is cherry pie.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&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/1897235504440609177-1214747546811690947?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1214747546811690947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=1214747546811690947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1214747546811690947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1214747546811690947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-my-rockstar-in-between-sets.html' title='Eyeliner &amp; Cigarettes.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sm2-n9BPEhI/AAAAAAAACLQ/pCF1RjHdfjk/s72-c/njeyn2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8598256339986998805</id><published>2009-07-26T21:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:53:50.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><title type='text'>Catch You Gently, Lay You Down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxzbyUavzI/AAAAAAAACKw/j213jzWHtK0/s1600-h/_And_all_the_rest_is_nothing_by_tgphotographer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxzbyUavzI/AAAAAAAACKw/j213jzWHtK0/s400/_And_all_the_rest_is_nothing_by_tgphotographer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362788177492492082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;But you gave me the best mixtape I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; even all the bad songs ain't so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I just wish there was so much more than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;About me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;mixtape by butch walker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The connection is SUPER todayy.&lt;br /&gt;iLOIKE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm lazy to blog. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, it's one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;Mhm, oh yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I'll just make it short &amp;amp;&amp;amp; sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Saturday was more fun, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed I look diff with makeup, I look, OLD.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA yeahh but I was trying it out and I just felt like dressing up.&lt;br /&gt;Eriko said I look chinese. == just cause I wore leggings.&lt;br /&gt;Nice la okay, shadap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to college DAMN early.&lt;br /&gt;Then Adyy picked me up and we went over to OU for brunch :D&lt;br /&gt;Heee.... Came down from the car park and it was just staring at us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgF6ioJVI/AAAAAAAACJg/g8X2JsZ3ngU/s1600-h/P7252969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgF6ioJVI/AAAAAAAACJg/g8X2JsZ3ngU/s320/P7252969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362766911021524306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zanmai, love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgGjH5UqI/AAAAAAAACJw/eCiWgBI0MjY/s1600-h/P7252967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgGjH5UqI/AAAAAAAACJw/eCiWgBI0MjY/s320/P7252967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362766921915257506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgGZd8mLI/AAAAAAAACJo/q-FThAR4Q9A/s1600-h/P7252971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgGZd8mLI/AAAAAAAACJo/q-FThAR4Q9A/s320/P7252971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362766919323392178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgHDVOzNI/AAAAAAAACJ4/UWXh3xX325I/s1600-h/P7252972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgHDVOzNI/AAAAAAAACJ4/UWXh3xX325I/s320/P7252972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362766930561125586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate like piiigs, and went back to college to show some support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met lyn &amp;amp; chelle there.&lt;br /&gt;The fashion show, was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Was basically there for;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgHfJoCeI/AAAAAAAACKA/q_Vjz1cp9DM/s1600-h/P7252977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxgHfJoCeI/AAAAAAAACKA/q_Vjz1cp9DM/s320/P7252977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362766938028640738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRIFFELEO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxmdjqssTI/AAAAAAAACKQ/cc-jsQ-YXnY/s1600-h/P7252984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxmdjqssTI/AAAAAAAACKQ/cc-jsQ-YXnY/s320/P7252984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362773914267988274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOWONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smxmc0-d52I/AAAAAAAACKI/SmvNqfEpxS4/s1600-h/P7252983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smxmc0-d52I/AAAAAAAACKI/SmvNqfEpxS4/s320/P7252983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362773901734438754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RONGIDEON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOH! You guys rocked :]&lt;br /&gt;After the fashion show, we drove to uptown to fetch affendyysabki in uptown! :D&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go over to Tropicana City Mall to see Nadd!&lt;br /&gt;But change of plans, I went home instead.&lt;br /&gt;Got ready for dinner @ AJ's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smxmd8I1yLI/AAAAAAAACKY/9un7Xs9Hv-M/s1600-h/P7252995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smxmd8I1yLI/AAAAAAAACKY/9un7Xs9Hv-M/s320/P7252995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362773920836864178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it covers my eyes like bangs but it's not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm special; shut cho mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got there, and then found myself in the car driving over to LCCT fetch my cousin and his gf from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;:) the sunroof car!&lt;br /&gt;AHH, I jakuned :D&lt;br /&gt;Marcus tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxmeYlpMLI/AAAAAAAACKg/qqi61W1byDI/s1600-h/P7253002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxmeYlpMLI/AAAAAAAACKg/qqi61W1byDI/s320/P7253002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362773928473866418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the house and pigged out, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Got home late, and slept. Like a PIG.&lt;br /&gt;Pics after the jump.&lt;br /&gt;Only two. Lazy to load the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smxmenm-zjI/AAAAAAAACKo/uz6745yFgdg/s1600-h/P7253006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smxmenm-zjI/AAAAAAAACKo/uz6745yFgdg/s320/P7253006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362773932506009138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smx5WKyJrII/AAAAAAAACK4/-6OFmugoTLI/s1600-h/P7253004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smx5WKyJrII/AAAAAAAACK4/-6OFmugoTLI/s320/P7253004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362794678050204802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing much went down today.&lt;br /&gt;It was St. Anne's so we headed to Klang to light candles and came home in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;There's college tmr and I don't know what time we finish, grr.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;It's colourless, don't complain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, my back hurts; I'm not in the mood :]&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hit the sack, so have a good night youu.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the pictures are sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;More on fb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I hate that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love you so.♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-8598256339986998805?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8598256339986998805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=8598256339986998805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8598256339986998805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8598256339986998805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/catch-you-gently-lay-you-down.html' title='Catch You Gently, Lay You Down.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmxzbyUavzI/AAAAAAAACKw/j213jzWHtK0/s72-c/_And_all_the_rest_is_nothing_by_tgphotographer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6909094848491322416</id><published>2009-07-24T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:54:42.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Me + You = SUPERAWESOMENESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smn6BMgfQZI/AAAAAAAACJY/VtgrduuXWBg/s1600-h/Must_Love_Bubbles_by_Phoeebs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 397px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smn6BMgfQZI/AAAAAAAACJY/VtgrduuXWBg/s400/Must_Love_Bubbles_by_Phoeebs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362091729805590930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I do love, she does a heartbreak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I did love, till she broke my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;heartbeat by scouting for girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heee, HI!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been blogging these pass few days :/&lt;br /&gt;I've been editing the other post, posting up pictures &amp;amp; videos.&lt;br /&gt;It's been taking FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploading the last video now &amp;amp; I sure hope it loads.&lt;br /&gt;College so far, has been quite laid back, maybe cause it's the first week back.&lt;br /&gt;We got our menus for when we have to mange the restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Gan was rambling about god knows what, when &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;thepartnerincrime&lt;/span&gt; and I decide to go disturb IHTM 8&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaa.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have been in IHTM 8.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, no no, I love IHTM 7, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, 8 has more international students and students in general.&lt;br /&gt;Better looking too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showed &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;MrSexyLegs&lt;/span&gt; the latest addition on my body! :D&lt;br /&gt;He wants one now too &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I found a nice one for you alreadyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAVE2SAVE&lt;/span&gt; is tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; no one wants to go with me..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm think still going.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll see you there. I think.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted Symphony :) woowoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flaaat broke, parents owe me for the stupid ugly shirt that KDU made me buy.&lt;br /&gt;== which is twice my size, chyeah, talk about notoworthmymoney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my best friend from primary school.&lt;br /&gt;:))) finally; imissedyoukaknab!&lt;br /&gt;I'd sing for you again, ANYTIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up :)&lt;br /&gt;My day starts, now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I'm calling for you.♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6909094848491322416?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6909094848491322416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6909094848491322416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6909094848491322416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6909094848491322416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-you-superawesomeness.html' title='Me + You = SUPERAWESOMENESS'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smn6BMgfQZI/AAAAAAAACJY/VtgrduuXWBg/s72-c/Must_Love_Bubbles_by_Phoeebs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5926225641829986184</id><published>2009-07-23T00:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:54:59.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>It's The Thought That Counts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmdCt_GUQsI/AAAAAAAACHQ/-X4t_urBiUQ/s1600-h/P6273023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmdCt_GUQsI/AAAAAAAACHQ/-X4t_urBiUQ/s400/P6273023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361327239207338690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Gin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Party Hard bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find a recent picture of you.&lt;br /&gt;This is all I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;Yo kareh bai fore :(&lt;br /&gt;Take me okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5926225641829986184?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5926225641829986184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5926225641829986184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5926225641829986184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5926225641829986184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-thought-that-counts.html' title='It&apos;s The Thought That Counts.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmdCt_GUQsI/AAAAAAAACHQ/-X4t_urBiUQ/s72-c/P6273023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-1341385731519128905</id><published>2009-07-22T23:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:55:18.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>But It's Thoughts Like This That Catch My Troubled Head When You're Away, When I'm Missing You To Death.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmcyxXTxaaI/AAAAAAAACHI/DuVZQQSBQQo/s1600-h/ngee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmcyxXTxaaI/AAAAAAAACHI/DuVZQQSBQQo/s400/ngee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361309705059789218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi *waves*&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I just got home :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, I haven't showered yet, shadap.&lt;br /&gt;Kyahanyways, I spent half a day with my sister's friends, since well, I didn't have classes todayy.&lt;br /&gt;:D nggeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up at 8 and realized that I kinda missed the eclipse, since it was suppose to be at like 7.29 or something.&lt;br /&gt;Pfft, details.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I went outside anyyways, but like didn't see anything, only it was really gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, or maybe I was justt, too sleepy to notice?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I went back to sleep obviously, woke up at 12 crazyy hungryy!&lt;br /&gt;Still tossing in bed I get a text from Miss Chelle Leonngg!&lt;br /&gt;I jump out of bed thinking I could somehow meet up with her, til my sister says that we're going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;deb&lt;/span&gt;'s house.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry couldn't meet up with you todaayy babe :(&lt;br /&gt;Still freaking hungryy, I woke up, played with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;therascals&lt;/span&gt; then made breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;After pigging out on eggs and sausages, I showered and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;rach&lt;/span&gt; came to pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smh-8jjQSaI/AAAAAAAACHg/apsdsL08w8M/s1600-h/P7222966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Smh-8jjQSaI/AAAAAAAACHg/apsdsL08w8M/s320/P7222966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361674935184935330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiBMNMVVyI/AAAAAAAACHo/FUhjKGSAkWk/s1600-h/P7222967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiBMNMVVyI/AAAAAAAACHo/FUhjKGSAkWk/s320/P7222967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361677403084379938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiBMS915-I/AAAAAAAACHw/Nd4YKXNnOPo/s1600-h/P7222968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiBMS915-I/AAAAAAAACHw/Nd4YKXNnOPo/s320/P7222968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361677404634212322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to debs and she made her oh so orgasming brownies with peanut butter :d&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!! (hashbrownies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiFu6FSePI/AAAAAAAACIA/a2sa6GUQTbM/s1600-h/P7222976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiFu6FSePI/AAAAAAAACIA/a2sa6GUQTbM/s320/P7222976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361682397296490738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiFumD4KlI/AAAAAAAACH4/FeQxjpX6BAo/s1600-h/P7222969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiFumD4KlI/AAAAAAAACH4/FeQxjpX6BAo/s320/P7222969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361682391921863250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked a whole bunch of nonsense &amp;amp; listened in on a lot of random nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo, my sister's friends are just so damn cute and super random! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fiddling with the bungee jumping video, which took so lonnngg to upload to youtube.&lt;br /&gt;(intheend,itstilldidn'tuploadbtw)&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go for a walk :D&lt;br /&gt;On the wayy, I spotted a cat.&lt;br /&gt;A super freakky cat, omg it's eyes were just plain horrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiHNkI5eFI/AAAAAAAACII/zP_c69OxGto/s1600-h/P7222977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiHNkI5eFI/AAAAAAAACII/zP_c69OxGto/s320/P7222977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361684023493621842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiHNwicCJI/AAAAAAAACIQ/T5DaiG2frRQ/s1600-h/ngeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmiHNwicCJI/AAAAAAAACIQ/T5DaiG2frRQ/s320/ngeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361684026821970066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared the bejesus outta me. It's diff la.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it looks evil.&lt;br /&gt;Demon cat, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;Which cat has those eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Find me another, and I will admit I'm just jakun; which I'm not, slap you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked and walked til we ended up in the playground near samad; yes smk sultan abdul samad.&lt;br /&gt;Meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Deborah&lt;/span&gt;, she's my sister's friend and she'll be fleeing the countryy sooon :(&lt;br /&gt;:/ study purposes, she's gonna do script writing :)&lt;br /&gt;Next, meet, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Rach&lt;/span&gt; (&amp;amp;mysister) she's my sister's friend too. No she's not gay. She's just queer in so many other ways. Iloveyoula, retard :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnM8yLpNXI/AAAAAAAACIw/pdQwCKn8cEc/s1600-h/P7222995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnM8yLpNXI/AAAAAAAACIw/pdQwCKn8cEc/s320/P7222995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362042175996114290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnWu8h4cbI/AAAAAAAACJA/mZOp0ldw2FQ/s1600-h/P7222996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnWu8h4cbI/AAAAAAAACJA/mZOp0ldw2FQ/s320/P7222996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362052933371851186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT WHAT I FOUND. Si Comel. I know thank youu :)&lt;br /&gt;It was on the swings on the other half of the playground.&lt;br /&gt;The nicer swings which made equal amount of noise :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnM8WLE76I/AAAAAAAACIo/lBjoaLmKGCU/s1600-h/P7222989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnM8WLE76I/AAAAAAAACIo/lBjoaLmKGCU/s320/P7222989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362042168477544354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh. This one was the one of my many failed attempts to be a CHILD again.&lt;br /&gt;When I mean, failed, I really mean, FAILED. FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnM8COsNDI/AAAAAAAACIg/Ao_58B2ZZ1k/s1600-h/P7222987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnM8COsNDI/AAAAAAAACIg/Ao_58B2ZZ1k/s320/P7222987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362042163123991602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnM7jvvj4I/AAAAAAAACIY/KwbMvE-rjS8/s1600-h/P7222979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnM7jvvj4I/AAAAAAAACIY/KwbMvE-rjS8/s320/P7222979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362042154941124482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL we played like kids.&lt;br /&gt;I have videos, &amp;amp; after blogger stops giving me attitude, I'll upload em.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll put em righht here.&lt;br /&gt;This is rach &amp;amp; anner, @ attemptone &amp;amp; attempttwo.&lt;br /&gt;You know the whole jump off the swing thing.&lt;br /&gt;Well, they take the whole you jump I jump to a whole diff dimension!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;The first attempt tak jadi so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-42100a6b76e3fa6e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42100a6b76e3fa6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73F82176279D6972213DE722ECD439D23DCDD94D.19220EE5FE1D1F2D76C9583F42388EC1EBBC122B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D42100a6b76e3fa6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNkXhkBeQiECkG047FCNgPnOlGVY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D42100a6b76e3fa6e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D73F82176279D6972213DE722ECD439D23DCDD94D.19220EE5FE1D1F2D76C9583F42388EC1EBBC122B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D42100a6b76e3fa6e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNkXhkBeQiECkG047FCNgPnOlGVY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second, has a bit of improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2a227388c9270cb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2a227388c9270cb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EEF8BA820F09F681FEA610953E501D09D6F41B.63E6BE764F1E9AF1F0C51F8EB94B3193C44B6089%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2a227388c9270cb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZCfn9WoZsxeRvwNhDuNJv2pcIKA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2a227388c9270cb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EEF8BA820F09F681FEA610953E501D09D6F41B.63E6BE764F1E9AF1F0C51F8EB94B3193C44B6089%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2a227388c9270cb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZCfn9WoZsxeRvwNhDuNJv2pcIKA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a little. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; about the noise, it was the swings.&lt;br /&gt;Hella noisyy! O___O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so, the people in cars passing by were looking at us and I think so was this girl who was waiting for her transport.&lt;br /&gt;She was sitting by the drainn.&lt;br /&gt;Haha she kept lookingg.. Maybe cause the swings made so much of noise!&lt;br /&gt;We did swings and see saw(s) and some magic carpet thing; well that's what we call it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnWvb6bmQI/AAAAAAAACJI/EU8k61Jk1sg/s1600-h/P7222992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnWvb6bmQI/AAAAAAAACJI/EU8k61Jk1sg/s320/P7222992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362052941796317442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnWvydZCsI/AAAAAAAACJQ/zxIjObZ-_ws/s1600-h/P7222997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmnWvydZCsI/AAAAAAAACJQ/zxIjObZ-_ws/s320/P7222997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362052947848530626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the workout ;)&lt;br /&gt;Which burned those brownies righht off.&lt;br /&gt;We walked on home, all hyper and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Rach&lt;/span&gt; the genius, decides to speak in bm! &amp;amp; makes everyone else speak in bm!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha there's a vid too.&lt;br /&gt;Uploading it on youtube was so much faster.&lt;br /&gt;So here's the link if you wanna watch their nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll keep trying to load it here til it actually is successful!&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;A whole 7 minutes of meaningless conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha it was so funn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wm3JTMy01Q8"&gt;CLICK HERE OKAY.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(idon'tknowhyididn'tthinkofthisearlier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wm3JTMy01Q8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wm3JTMy01Q8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walaupun saye nampak cacat, tapi saye bukan cacat okay!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and the house smelt soooo goood.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner in front of the tv while watching Funny Face :)&lt;br /&gt;Aww, Frank Astair and Audrey Hepburn, LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;Old movies are nice okayy.&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me! == say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home and now the internet is being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;See la, I told you, internet connections are being anal towards me.&lt;br /&gt;My sister was using it fine just now.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf man, grr.&lt;br /&gt;So like now it's taking forever to upload the video on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHSDRAMATICALLY&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed like a cow the whole dayy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I'm so bummed I didn't get to see the eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;:( emo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klah, I wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; emo in my room..&lt;br /&gt;Goodnighht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*Pictures and videos will be up tmr, hopefully&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; blogger is STILL being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;edits completed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If it hits,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Make it worth the fall.♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;you were worth everything,&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know that.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-1341385731519128905?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=42100a6b76e3fa6e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d2a227388c9270cb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1341385731519128905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=1341385731519128905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1341385731519128905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1341385731519128905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/but-its-thoughts-like-this-that-catch.html' title='But It&apos;s Thoughts Like This That Catch My Troubled Head When You&apos;re Away, When I&apos;m Missing You To Death.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmcyxXTxaaI/AAAAAAAACHI/DuVZQQSBQQo/s72-c/ngee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-854457263075130178</id><published>2009-07-22T00:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:55:43.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>I'm Special Like That, You Digg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmX2dsYG-tI/AAAAAAAACHA/BQZiiKrGWMo/s1600-h/P4292716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmX2dsYG-tI/AAAAAAAACHA/BQZiiKrGWMo/s400/P4292716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360961921443363538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG guess who?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;myotherhalf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has been sorta MIA, heh so have I but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I still love you, don't angry.&lt;br /&gt;We'll go out like, soon. Pinky promise.&lt;br /&gt;Might see you Saturdaayy, I'm kinda lazy thoughh.&lt;br /&gt;So yeahh.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being like the best friend ever &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;conceited much? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the worst daughter, I sorta made my dad drive me to her place and we left at 11.50PM.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyousomuch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my hand was shakingg when I was lighting the candles :p&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;anner&lt;/span&gt; was rushingg me which made it like, shake even more.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry I got wax on your cake and I poked the candle so deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;The box couldn't close to I had to cucuk the candles really deeeep in.&lt;br /&gt;So yeahh. :)&lt;br /&gt;I know I promised you waayy back thenn, that I'd make you chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I love you too much, don't want you to die so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the cake, I robbed secret recipe of their brownie walnut.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no kapkeks this year.&lt;br /&gt;Change change la okayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmXz2_v2YpI/AAAAAAAACGw/xPqCrL0karo/s1600-h/P7222964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmXz2_v2YpI/AAAAAAAACGw/xPqCrL0karo/s320/P7222964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360959057605059218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmXz3BZFBXI/AAAAAAAACG4/eJKKtFdALl0/s1600-h/P7222965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmXz3BZFBXI/AAAAAAAACG4/eJKKtFdALl0/s320/P7222965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360959058046420338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want me to sing her the birthdayy song :(&lt;br /&gt;So bummed, I was hypering.&lt;br /&gt;But yeahh, I think she was still trying to digest the fact that it was 12 in the morning and I was in front of her house.&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;I make thingss happen, I'm special like that.&lt;br /&gt;That's why you love me so muchh :) lol&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, her dad came out during the second picture.&lt;br /&gt;So if you're wondering whyy I wasn't looking at the cam, that's whyy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cock eyed, slap you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This should compensate for me being an asshole &amp;amp;&amp;amp; for not getting you any gadgets, since you're such a gadget junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you la.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnightbirthdaygirl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Growing Child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*Share the cake with your sister kayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;**Oh &amp;amp; tell her I said hi &amp;amp;&amp;amp; give her a hug for me plskthnkssyg :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;It radiates.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-854457263075130178?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/854457263075130178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=854457263075130178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/854457263075130178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/854457263075130178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-special-like-that.html' title='I&apos;m Special Like That, You Digg.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmX2dsYG-tI/AAAAAAAACHA/BQZiiKrGWMo/s72-c/P4292716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-4963742161974193906</id><published>2009-07-20T20:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:56:21.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I Like It When The Red Water Comes Out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRcyza84wI/AAAAAAAACFY/YbWFliefovw/s1600-h/P7162971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRcyza84wI/AAAAAAAACFY/YbWFliefovw/s400/P7162971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360511484344197890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;True perfection has to be imperfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I know that that sounds foolish but it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;little by little by oasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, hi.&lt;br /&gt;Internet connections everywhere are out to get me.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, wtfgrr.&lt;br /&gt;It's so sickening; in college, at home. WTFWTFWTFWTF.&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied and fucking agitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ones gonna be dull, simply because my mood is as such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started college today, and what a day it was.&lt;br /&gt;My timetable is a tad better compared to last sem.&lt;br /&gt;BUT they made the whole food service &amp;amp; food production arrangements hella freaking complicatingg.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Okay seriously, WHY? Do you enjoy complicating things?! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's so bottled up. I'm stressed for no goddamn reason.&lt;br /&gt;I know why :/ you don't have to :)&lt;br /&gt;Planning and convincing the rents to let me do something I really wanna do is taking a huge toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything works out according to plan *crossfingers*&lt;br /&gt;HOPE, one can only HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah apart from that, college was fun la.&lt;br /&gt;It was so good to see my friends again :D&lt;br /&gt;Got my mind off things :)&lt;br /&gt;IHTM 7&amp;amp;6 combined, and I've got to say, some of em, really got on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;Gee, maybe it's just the fact that it was the last class and that I was having cramps, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, in my gravest attempt to completely ignore &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;, thinking that he'll like, you know, leave me be ==&lt;br /&gt;That bugger is now like working in college, tfokay.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Hate going to the cafe now.&lt;br /&gt;I've been avoiding the place the whole day today.&lt;br /&gt;Don't la, it's creeping me out. Quit staring :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note!&lt;br /&gt;A MUCH MUCH lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;I went home early today because class finished at 2 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh8Px2-sI/AAAAAAAACGA/o41IKlso1oQ/s1600-h/P7202967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh8Px2-sI/AAAAAAAACGA/o41IKlso1oQ/s320/P7202967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360517144133434050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;deb&lt;/span&gt; picked me and my sis up from home and we went to subangg.&lt;br /&gt;Needed to drop things off in some friend's place lol&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't afford a navigator, we used the next best thing; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Google Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmR8YOZmAqI/AAAAAAAACGY/aR_2PzGymYE/s1600-h/P7202966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmR8YOZmAqI/AAAAAAAACGY/aR_2PzGymYE/s320/P7202966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360546212101882530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmR8XqrbUpI/AAAAAAAACGQ/XKuT_h8Qw5M/s1600-h/P7202965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmR8XqrbUpI/AAAAAAAACGQ/XKuT_h8Qw5M/s320/P7202965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360546202513003154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found the house and then drove to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;raaach&lt;/span&gt;'s place.&lt;br /&gt;She's such a sweetheart :)&lt;br /&gt;She let me play around with her nikon.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she had pictures lying on the floor and then I saw the mirror!&lt;br /&gt;LOL I just had to, not really, but I kinda just wanted to :p&lt;br /&gt;Then the other one is her pallet. She's working on her cousin's guitar.&lt;br /&gt;It's so pretty yow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh7VRdxwI/AAAAAAAACFw/Rsj4JDWGMUs/s1600-h/P7202982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh7VRdxwI/AAAAAAAACFw/Rsj4JDWGMUs/s320/P7202982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360517128428308226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh7_oTjGI/AAAAAAAACF4/owSShGrA31I/s1600-h/P7202978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh7_oTjGI/AAAAAAAACF4/owSShGrA31I/s320/P7202978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360517139798396002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm torn now, I'm used to the cannon, but nikon's pictures are nicer, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Idk, maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh7I36s9I/AAAAAAAACFo/9zxUhhFinMQ/s1600-h/P7202986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh7I36s9I/AAAAAAAACFo/9zxUhhFinMQ/s320/P7202986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360517125099926482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh6lJjMeI/AAAAAAAACFg/c6EaFOzmJzc/s1600-h/P7202987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRh6lJjMeI/AAAAAAAACFg/c6EaFOzmJzc/s320/P7202987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360517115510206946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San &amp;amp; Deb playing with the nikon.&lt;br /&gt;Went home as I listened to stories of desperate hoes and 21st birthday hiccups ;)&lt;br /&gt;Niiice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmR8ZUGU-oI/AAAAAAAACGo/NmgOmdnkUvY/s1600-h/P7202970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmR8ZUGU-oI/AAAAAAAACGo/NmgOmdnkUvY/s320/P7202970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360546230811556482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmR8YjPtaII/AAAAAAAACGg/8IoI3Ho9m7M/s1600-h/P7202964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmR8YjPtaII/AAAAAAAACGg/8IoI3Ho9m7M/s320/P7202964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360546217697568898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta say goodbye to my black nail polish and one thumb nail painted red :(&lt;br /&gt;Start kitchen duty tmr, &amp;amp; finish early again, ooowee!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I get to wear my chef pants :D nggeee.&lt;br /&gt;Hip hop pyjama pants yo, don't mess.&lt;br /&gt;I saw yummy today :))&lt;br /&gt;You had me at hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it. Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Fesbuk is getting on my nerves,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to avoid any deaths that may occur due to this preconceived notion,&lt;br /&gt;I might not be online as frequently as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*I wanna go for MTV World Stage, jom teman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, &amp;amp; the countdown begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously, is it just,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-4963742161974193906?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4963742161974193906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=4963742161974193906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4963742161974193906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/4963742161974193906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-like-it-when-red-water-comes-out.html' title='I Like It When The Red Water Comes Out.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmRcyza84wI/AAAAAAAACFY/YbWFliefovw/s72-c/P7162971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-1113963725144388759</id><published>2009-07-19T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:56:57.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>You're A JERK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmL836b0zlI/AAAAAAAACFQ/pwjvX9hPrUI/s1600-h/Abstract_by_amrothmelaswul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmL836b0zlI/AAAAAAAACFQ/pwjvX9hPrUI/s400/Abstract_by_amrothmelaswul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360124544033279570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And it takes no time to fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;But it takes you years to know what love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It takes some fears to make you trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It takes those tears to make it rust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It takes the dust to have it polished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;life is wonderful by j mraz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*NatLimYunLyn. You're A Jerk ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyahsorry, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Went for breakfast with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;mmell&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;kitt&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;suurain&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;riccco&lt;/span&gt; tdayy.&lt;br /&gt;See, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;mmelly&lt;/span&gt;! Told you we'd go ouut ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Kitty&lt;/span&gt; drove gary's smelly masammmm car, ee.&lt;br /&gt;BUSUK, heh :)&lt;br /&gt;Drove me back to church so that my parents could pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyous &amp;amp;&amp;amp; next time we go it's on me la okayy, I feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;But thanks ya'll for breakfast :) ♥&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I didn't waiit for youu shorty.&lt;br /&gt;See you next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my usual spot today.&lt;br /&gt;Amcorp Padang, ahh JSS was so disappointing today == pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, played with Goldie like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Introduced her to Duke &amp;amp; slept with her on the couch, ngee :D&lt;br /&gt;She kept following me around whenever I was in her "area".&lt;br /&gt;== she even followed me into the bathroom this morning while I was having a shower.&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me, sweety. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start college tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I don't want holidays to end.... :(&lt;br /&gt;My farm will die, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; most of all,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss that ball of brown fur I absolutely adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, she's getting along with Dukey so well :))))&lt;br /&gt;Orightyo, time for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I don't really have much to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*Melly hunn, put the pics on fb plskthnkssyg, lav you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat, I owe you a vid &amp;amp; a self update on Horton ;)&lt;br /&gt;Miss you, love. Come back, come back soon. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm in love with the girl I hate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;She enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-1113963725144388759?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1113963725144388759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=1113963725144388759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1113963725144388759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1113963725144388759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-jerk.html' title='You&apos;re A JERK!'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmL836b0zlI/AAAAAAAACFQ/pwjvX9hPrUI/s72-c/Abstract_by_amrothmelaswul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5044374274258081554</id><published>2009-07-19T17:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:57:25.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>EMO Love :D</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to blog yesterday after the lit night post, however I got kinda side tracked :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so like, I'm gonna dive right into it.&lt;br /&gt;My unc brought two adorable puppies over to my place yesterdayy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; we managed to convince dad to let us keep one of em.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmLkTLSlCCI/AAAAAAAACFI/AD-miiN293Q/s1600-h/P7192977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmLkTLSlCCI/AAAAAAAACFI/AD-miiN293Q/s400/P7192977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360097524623673378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Goldie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is kinda corny but whtevs, I've gotten used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Not like I have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmLkS7CFatI/AAAAAAAACFA/v1jhIeBQBXc/s1600-h/P7192976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmLkS7CFatI/AAAAAAAACFA/v1jhIeBQBXc/s400/P7192976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360097520259525330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's emo :]&lt;br /&gt;I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*er yeah, ignore the obscene exposure of my thunder thighs, plsthnks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;She's the cutest thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;But still not used to the house so she has her little emo sessions behind the couch til it's time to eat &amp;amp; play outside.&lt;br /&gt;I ever so often will emo with her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we'll eventually fall asleep on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;She's my emo love.&lt;br /&gt;I think she's gonna be huge one.&lt;br /&gt;She's a weird mix, Golden Retriever mix Doberman!&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn. We're just waiting, she's probably gonna be taller than all us in no time!&lt;br /&gt;Aw, my lil freakazoid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5044374274258081554?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5044374274258081554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5044374274258081554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5044374274258081554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5044374274258081554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/emo-love-d.html' title='EMO Love :D'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmLkTLSlCCI/AAAAAAAACFI/AD-miiN293Q/s72-c/P7192977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-1374082919549531043</id><published>2009-07-18T12:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:57:49.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><title type='text'>I Like Girls, THEY LIKE ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmFgsv-L27I/AAAAAAAACEw/ZvELbbz4L_k/s1600-h/distance_by_LydenDesign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmFgsv-L27I/AAAAAAAACEw/ZvELbbz4L_k/s400/distance_by_LydenDesign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359671353455401906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here’s me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here’s you&lt;br /&gt;Draw a line between the two&lt;br /&gt;This is cartography for beginners&lt;br /&gt;On a map the gap’s three fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;But it’s more than that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;listening to; guess how much i love you by the lucksmiths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What up homie :D&lt;br /&gt;I feel so G today don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;Neways, I crashed at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;nishgill&lt;/span&gt;'s place yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt;Lit Night was fun, got to see people who I wouldn't normally see on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, love.&lt;br /&gt;Old classmates and teachers and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;familiar faces&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to see Christine though.&lt;br /&gt;Babe, if you're reading this, where were you last night :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, after blackcat yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Which took longer than we'd expected, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;thebestfriend&lt;/span&gt; dropped me over at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;shanns&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed off for lit nighht.&lt;br /&gt;Later we continued our session in taman jaya.&lt;br /&gt;HAH &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;shann&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;farahh&lt;/span&gt; joined us after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;So did &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;mmike&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;baaps&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;minng&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tunggg&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;mityy&lt;/span&gt; :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmFXas5j8_I/AAAAAAAACEY/K3MWTWwcL0U/s1600-h/P7182972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmFXas5j8_I/AAAAAAAACEY/K3MWTWwcL0U/s200/P7182972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359661147788407794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmFXayhg9GI/AAAAAAAACEg/zcO6DSimQLk/s1600-h/P7182973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmFXayhg9GI/AAAAAAAACEg/zcO6DSimQLk/s200/P7182973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359661149298160738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmFXbe99CUI/AAAAAAAACEo/yxVY0opUT-I/s1600-h/P7182975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmFXbe99CUI/AAAAAAAACEo/yxVY0opUT-I/s200/P7182975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359661161228601666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;mmike, strumming awayy&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tungg tuning the guitar&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; minng, my rock, my solid, my brother&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A night releasing frustration as we all sang nonsense incorporating our own whack lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Under a starless sky :/&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tunng&lt;/span&gt; did this really adorable thing LOL it's too cute.&lt;br /&gt;A vid, recorded in the dark. haha sorry la, I HAD to record this, it's priceless.&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be rich a famous one day &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;tunng&lt;/span&gt;, don't forget to thank the girl that beat you up in the park :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8e55aaf1d41cdc3b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8e55aaf1d41cdc3b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F65419CCFF06F8A73954259C77632F7FC5F6950.DB6D0793BDB76C15D7B04FB25C502D80B5900C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8e55aaf1d41cdc3b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK1C1ntKKigsiwSgtHj0ogiqLADQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8e55aaf1d41cdc3b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F65419CCFF06F8A73954259C77632F7FC5F6950.DB6D0793BDB76C15D7B04FB25C502D80B5900C5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8e55aaf1d41cdc3b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK1C1ntKKigsiwSgtHj0ogiqLADQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;I present, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;NukeeNukeeWhatWhat?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In the dark ==/&lt;br /&gt;Lex, your bf's too cute and too into himself, goddamn.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, in the vid; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NISH&lt;/span&gt; on the "bongos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIKE&lt;/span&gt; on guitar (punjabi mc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUNG&lt;/span&gt; nukeevocals.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, kawaii. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The niight ended awesome, and the day started off perfect.&lt;br /&gt;What an end to my first sem hols :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Nishgill&lt;/span&gt;, lunch date, looking forward to it homes. Bring the merchandise ;)&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so as usual.&lt;br /&gt;I'ma horrible blogger! :/&lt;br /&gt;No pictures, well, seriously lacking more like it.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten laazzy.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I'm sorry I disappoint thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But my friend got to me before you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;So next time I see you, I'll be pleased to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;.♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;I hope you'll be pleased to see me.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='I Like Girls, THEY LIKE ME!'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SmFgsv-L27I/AAAAAAAACEw/ZvELbbz4L_k/s72-c/distance_by_LydenDesign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-9082919439176004473</id><published>2009-07-17T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:58:47.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Inked.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;absolutely orgasming&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-9082919439176004473?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/9082919439176004473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=9082919439176004473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/9082919439176004473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/9082919439176004473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/inked.html' title='Inked.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3976195309144557405</id><published>2009-07-16T13:07:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:09:26.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Speed Up Your Breathing, Just Close Your Eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl7LiG9NpvI/AAAAAAAACEM/b4KNmcGVGsI/s1600-h/njeyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl7LiG9NpvI/AAAAAAAACEM/b4KNmcGVGsI/s400/njeyn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358944393460819698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There was a day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; threw our love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; passed it to someone new&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; wanna stay but since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; wanna play&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;We can finally say we're through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currenly listening to; the wind blows by aar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hella fun :D&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;thebestfriend&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;theonethatirritatesmetothecore&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired after &amp;amp; went to bed after dinner and a refreshing shower... mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally got my salary yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I didn't even notice.&lt;br /&gt;Til I got a msg from my boss. :) whooptiduu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so we were in sunway the whole dayy.&lt;br /&gt;Waking up for breakfast, was a bust cause we all couldn't wake up in time.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;So anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I freaking blew half of my salary on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I have no regrets ;)&lt;br /&gt;MAC is my new best friend, don't worry Rosie, I still love you.♥&lt;br /&gt;Talk about high maintenance kan :p&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping :/ but I didn't get anything, cause I suddenly got stingy with my money.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yeahh :)&lt;br /&gt;But I had fun, I'm going back on Fridayy though ;)&lt;br /&gt;If I can't find anything to match you, I'm so sorry love.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my very best.&lt;br /&gt;Rosie brought cannon for me to play with.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun snapping shots of random people who looked at me funny after I took their pictures.&lt;br /&gt;We had to walk in and out of Parkson to get to Zanmai and the security guard kept shouting Good Morning! so loud.&lt;br /&gt;I think he thought we were tourists, you know cause of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, so we had sushii for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Rosie and I are so devoted to Zanmai after eating it awhile bacck :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl638VimUbI/AAAAAAAACDU/zWK1EoMFXmY/s1600-h/P7152967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl638VimUbI/AAAAAAAACDU/zWK1EoMFXmY/s320/P7152967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358922853819765170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl637j1giXI/AAAAAAAACDM/PskHP8H0VgA/s1600-h/P7152966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl637j1giXI/AAAAAAAACDM/PskHP8H0VgA/s320/P7152966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358922840477305202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so, we introduced &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;theonewhoirritatesmetothecore&lt;/span&gt; to Zanmai.&lt;br /&gt;Because well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thebestfriend&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I have moved WAYYY beyond Sushi King to Zanmai :d&lt;br /&gt;Oh Zanmai Galore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b0f3a6249ad159f1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0f3a6249ad159f1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15C47D594DBCBDF98058AA77B67F20652BFBE372.459825F643050BD161EB055DED1F2DD1227A39B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0f3a6249ad159f1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXVwaCoQ09Abb1TumBrgfM5iZbQU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0f3a6249ad159f1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330261105%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15C47D594DBCBDF98058AA77B67F20652BFBE372.459825F643050BD161EB055DED1F2DD1227A39B8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0f3a6249ad159f1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXVwaCoQ09Abb1TumBrgfM5iZbQU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you'd expect to hear really chinky, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no offense&lt;/span&gt;, music.&lt;br /&gt;Haha the song choice, was interesting :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that dude there near there was perasan and thought I was taking his picture when I whipped out cannon.&lt;br /&gt;LOL he was moving so sloww..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; posing abit. HAHA asshole.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody woman, just had to pick a spot where there was direct aircond.&lt;br /&gt;I was freezing my balls off! pfft.&lt;br /&gt;But there was plenty of light for me to snap pretty pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;After orgasming lunch, starbucks &amp;amp; many pictures later, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thebestfriend&lt;/span&gt; dropped us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later godpa calls us out for badminton!&lt;br /&gt;Whooh, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Changed and called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;thebestfriend&lt;/span&gt; along so that we could double book the court!&lt;br /&gt;When we got there it was pitch darrkk!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; nobody was there :)&lt;br /&gt;SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;Searching high and low for the light switch, we never found the switch.&lt;br /&gt;Irritated and bored, we decide to play in the dark!&lt;br /&gt;WTF yeah, it was..an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl639xJLEqI/AAAAAAAACDs/FD5zVcDTMtI/s1600-h/P7152978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl639xJLEqI/AAAAAAAACDs/FD5zVcDTMtI/s320/P7152978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358922878409183906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl639CDhTpI/AAAAAAAACDk/D3v84Sd0W-Y/s1600-h/P7152977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl639CDhTpI/AAAAAAAACDk/D3v84Sd0W-Y/s320/P7152977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358922865769008786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blue Team&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Marcus, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orange Team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL already it's as though I'm half blind with light, can you imagine in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Matt found my weakness and played on it, grr.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we were making alot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; my laugh was extra scaryy with the echo and all. :/ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Then the dude finally came and switched the lights on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl6385wBUuI/AAAAAAAACDc/twSQjNNJPTg/s1600-h/P7152975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl6385wBUuI/AAAAAAAACDc/twSQjNNJPTg/s320/P7152975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358922863539737314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl64v4ZutyI/AAAAAAAACD8/mgrZ51kPzQ0/s1600-h/P7152985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl64v4ZutyI/AAAAAAAACD8/mgrZ51kPzQ0/s320/P7152985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358923739351136034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we played, for 2 hours onlyy :)&lt;br /&gt;Whooh. That's the before and after picture.&lt;br /&gt;Proof that I played :)&lt;br /&gt;Got home and I was exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my stamina's pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, I had fun yesterdayy!&lt;br /&gt;:D &amp;amp;&amp;amp; got a few slaps in the face.(verbal)&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;bestfriend &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;theonethatirritatesmetothecore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you both, thanks for everything :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; makeup ladyy, I love you too woman, we're gonna be long term buddies, I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;Her name's June. She totally rocked my world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The sun rises here.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3976195309144557405?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b0f3a6249ad159f1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3976195309144557405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3976195309144557405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3976195309144557405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3976195309144557405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/speed-up-your-breathing-just-close-your.html' title='Speed Up Your Breathing, Just Close Your Eyes.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sl7LiG9NpvI/AAAAAAAACEM/b4KNmcGVGsI/s72-c/njeyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-659004282191627522</id><published>2009-07-15T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:10:05.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hate Hate Hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlxHDhPGOBI/AAAAAAAACBM/Z5rfGK94sHA/s1600-h/Completely_FEARLESS_by_loudboxball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlxHDhPGOBI/AAAAAAAACBM/Z5rfGK94sHA/s400/Completely_FEARLESS_by_loudboxball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358235782450919442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't it just suck when you can't talk to your, buddy?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it just suck when you fight with your, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;close close&lt;/span&gt; friend?&lt;br /&gt;I hate being sad all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do to make things okay.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I can count on you like I used to.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you're thinking anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you still think of me as a, friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell me, let's bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I miss you.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-659004282191627522?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/659004282191627522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=659004282191627522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/659004282191627522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/659004282191627522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/hate-hate-hate.html' title='Hate Hate Hate.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlxHDhPGOBI/AAAAAAAACBM/Z5rfGK94sHA/s72-c/Completely_FEARLESS_by_loudboxball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-662951134504001464</id><published>2009-07-14T14:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:10:31.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>You Jump, I Jump.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlwuqFcCDII/AAAAAAAACBE/UWp2aMPa5Xw/s1600-h/S_i_n_g_l_e_by_ZanaSoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlwuqFcCDII/AAAAAAAACBE/UWp2aMPa5Xw/s400/S_i_n_g_l_e_by_ZanaSoul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358208957213183106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got to breathe, you can't take that from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;'Cause it's all that you left that's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had to leave and that's all I can see&lt;br /&gt;But you told me your love was blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I know there are times you're so impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I should sign a waiver&lt;br /&gt;And you will find someone worth walking on&lt;br /&gt;When you ask me to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and away it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I'll be outside of your window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I'll pass by but I'll go slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;There was a day you threw our love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Then you passed it to someone new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;You wanna stay but since you wanna play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;We can finally say we're through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are times you're so impossible&lt;br /&gt;And you ask me to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and away it goes&lt;br /&gt;I'll be outside of your window&lt;br /&gt;I'll pass by but I'll go slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;You can scream there's just echoes&lt;br /&gt;I''ll pass outside of your window&lt;br /&gt;You'll be sad that you let me go&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave but just know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay in solitude, oh what's a *girl supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;I shake the very thought of you, me together I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Late nights when I stayed up late all I do is wait and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;You're never coming home to me, that's the hardest thing to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I've got to breathe, you can't take that from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally say we're through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and away it goes&lt;br /&gt;I'll be outside of your window&lt;br /&gt;I'll pass by but I'll go slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;You can scream there's just echoes&lt;br /&gt;I'll pass outside of your window&lt;br /&gt;You'll be sad that you let me go&lt;br /&gt;On every face you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere you'll ever go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;You'll feel when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;song; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the wind blows&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aar&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-662951134504001464?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/662951134504001464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=662951134504001464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/662951134504001464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/662951134504001464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-jump-i-jump.html' title='You Jump, I Jump.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlwuqFcCDII/AAAAAAAACBE/UWp2aMPa5Xw/s72-c/S_i_n_g_l_e_by_ZanaSoul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3246911088520697484</id><published>2009-07-14T00:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:11:06.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>You Inspire Me, Now Until The End.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Slt0EPSPfMI/AAAAAAAACA8/uGWdVqzxrDw/s1600-h/holdme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Slt0EPSPfMI/AAAAAAAACA8/uGWdVqzxrDw/s400/holdme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358003797858680002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Kau genggam tanganku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Saat diriku lemah dan terjatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Kau bisikkan kata dan hapus semua sesalku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;song; sempurna by andra &amp;amp; thebackbone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;So over MW for now &amp;amp; all the other fesbuk games. FOR NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Playing badminton and walking to buy sausages was fun today :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, anything but staying at home sitting here being miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up super late, taking too much advantage of the amount of time I have on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Slept late yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Got a shock when I heard my parents alarm go off :/&lt;br /&gt;Ran up and packed up the lappy asap, scrambling like a fucker.&lt;br /&gt;Lying on my bed and after what seemed like forever, I finally went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate sleeping nowadays. Hate it cause I dream, alot.&lt;br /&gt;O_____________________O&lt;br /&gt;Like crazy alot, like more than one dream a night?&lt;br /&gt;Sick right, goddamn, I think I dream for the whole neighbourhood everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's usually about what has already happened.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Those recurring memories :(&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, they're a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in a bad mood from the time I woke up and showered.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then my cousin's came over to save the dayy.&lt;br /&gt;Walked over to their place later for badminton &amp;amp; bitching sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I've told &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;thebestfriend&lt;/span&gt; that I won't blog til Friday.&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't resist.&lt;br /&gt;Blogger keeps me company :)&lt;br /&gt;ILYSM.&lt;br /&gt;It's like my time capsule :p&lt;br /&gt;Go back and read the nonsense when I'm like 20 or something.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayingg. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1.15am now.&lt;br /&gt;I logged off fesbuk &amp;amp; msn &amp;amp; skype.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really seem like an hour on skype with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;thebestfriend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But thankiiu for temaning me listen to AJ Rafael.&lt;br /&gt;Who is the freaking shiiznit.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've mentioned that one too many times :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's good. I want my future lover to sing like that.&lt;br /&gt;LOL or even play the guitar &amp;amp; piano like he does.&lt;br /&gt;Demanding, much? :)&lt;br /&gt;Certainly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been neglecting &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;thestalker&lt;/span&gt; because he's been bugging.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the mood for you, man.&lt;br /&gt;I don't reply your msges and answer your calls, take a hint.&lt;br /&gt;Read this &amp;amp; move on. Thanks, mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to sleep now :)&lt;br /&gt;As of now, it is, 1.29am.&lt;br /&gt;Man, time is passing so slowww today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a youtube junkie :)&lt;br /&gt;Save me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet another picture-less post.&lt;br /&gt;Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;You love me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;She was my once in a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;My happy ending come true.♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;ncjnp*&lt;/span&gt;you are strong strong as a soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3246911088520697484?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3246911088520697484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3246911088520697484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3246911088520697484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3246911088520697484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-love-light-burns.html' title='You Inspire Me, Now Until The End.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Slt0EPSPfMI/AAAAAAAACA8/uGWdVqzxrDw/s72-c/holdme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-144699767151403297</id><published>2009-07-13T03:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:15:20.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Quit Playing Victim.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlrwIn2yyrI/AAAAAAAACAM/vbGzM0fj5cQ/s1600-h/petals___loss__by_m0thyyku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlrwIn2yyrI/AAAAAAAACAM/vbGzM0fj5cQ/s400/petals___loss__by_m0thyyku.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357858737639049906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I see your smile,&lt;br /&gt;Tears roll down my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I can't replace.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;song; your guardian angel by red jumpsuit apparatus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep, so, while waiting for my energyy on fesbuk, I'll blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You promised you'd be there, look how that turned out.&lt;br /&gt;Find another muse to help with your ongoing battle.&lt;br /&gt;I was the reason for you to STOP, bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;You were the reason for me to START.&lt;br /&gt;Promises don't count for anything anymore, you taught me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had no right to react that way.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for you to think that you did is totally ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;You've been the most inconsistent person in my life.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, you had no right to care or whatever it is you were doing.&lt;br /&gt;You left, it's not my fault you never bothered to keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;Like it makes a difference right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned to deal with it, though you haven't been making it easy.&lt;br /&gt;You broke me in so many ways possible, and you still do.&lt;br /&gt;Quit acting like how you would before, it actually made sense then.&lt;br /&gt;I left cause you let me, you didn't even notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical you, start something you don't intend on seeing through.&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend.&lt;br /&gt;You've been on hiatus all this while.&lt;br /&gt;As cruel as you are, you left without even a goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;You just disappeared, I lost a friend. I lost my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;The one person who knew me, who understood.&lt;br /&gt;It never did matter to you, cause all you cared about was yourself and how you got by.&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me you care about how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, even if you do, you really know how to show how much you don't.&lt;br /&gt;So don't act surprised if what you knew altered slightly.&lt;br /&gt;People change, so did you.&lt;br /&gt;You were just never around to notice that I did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do what you do best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-144699767151403297?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/144699767151403297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=144699767151403297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/144699767151403297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/144699767151403297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/quit-playing-victim.html' title='Quit Playing Victim.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlrwIn2yyrI/AAAAAAAACAM/vbGzM0fj5cQ/s72-c/petals___loss__by_m0thyyku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6824366922837992474</id><published>2009-07-11T22:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:16:00.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hold My Hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Slior0fWRsI/AAAAAAAACAE/wLIUEQM-cjc/s1600-h/z41915782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Slior0fWRsI/AAAAAAAACAE/wLIUEQM-cjc/s400/z41915782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357217227535173314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;When I had you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treated you bad and wrong my dear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; since, since you've been gone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I sit around&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my head hanging down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I wonder who's loving you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song; who's loving you by jackson 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful people! :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, unexpectedly, my Friday night, wasn't as boring as I planned it out to be.&lt;br /&gt;The lifesaver, calls me up and we have a pizza, poker session at her place, while Mike played the guitar and we sang along.&lt;br /&gt;Just for you sayang :D&lt;br /&gt;Although we had to sing halves of everything cause Mike forgot the second part of most of the songs he played.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;The rest continued the night at MOS while I went home,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I would like to say I studied, but I didn't :/&lt;br /&gt;I set my alarm for 7.30 okay! In hopes that I'd wake up to you know, flip pages.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up just snoozing and not hearing the alarm ring, til mum busts in screaming that it's 8.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up mission, achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to dress up, thoughts still in a daze.&lt;br /&gt;Flipped through the text book on the way to college and tried to absorb as much as possible,&lt;br /&gt;Which, wasn't much at all :/&lt;br /&gt;But I managed to write something.&lt;br /&gt;OMG &amp;amp; I'm damn confident with ONE question.&lt;br /&gt;They asked why Parameswara ran to Malacca!&lt;br /&gt;HAH, saw the question and was happy that I actually knew something :p&lt;br /&gt;Well, atleast it's ONE, not none.&lt;br /&gt;Shaddap, don't laugh at me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so, then then, after exam.&lt;br /&gt;Dropped &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PartnerInCrime&lt;/span&gt; at the station and picked my sis up and and off we were to watch Matt play :D&lt;br /&gt;Under the hot bloody sun! Wearing the thick black Metropolitan shirt ==&lt;br /&gt;An absorbent of heat I was.&lt;br /&gt;EXTREME!&lt;br /&gt;Matty played so well todayy :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of you, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lost one and won one :/&lt;br /&gt;Yikes, but atleast they beat one of the top ranked teams.&lt;br /&gt;So that's a plus plus plus ;)&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Aaron, who came so late ==&lt;br /&gt;Grr..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, atleast you came kan kan :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decomposition is scheduled to commence on the 13th, joy ==&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I've like become such a fatty.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously la :(&lt;br /&gt;My stamina is freaking shiit.&lt;br /&gt;:/ sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I can barely run without breathing heavy ..&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, it's so worryingg, sorta, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't get enough of Shaheen Jafargholi!&lt;br /&gt;OH-EM-GEE&lt;br /&gt;That kid makes the goosebumps on my arm jump right out.&lt;br /&gt;Wicked.&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt; that dimpled cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's my weekend so far.&lt;br /&gt;I summarized, cause I didn't wanna babble :/&lt;br /&gt;I tend to babble for no goddamn reason.&lt;br /&gt;SFX family day tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorta not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Mike classifies my song choices as emooOMG ==&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm making him teach me a song which I love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; apparently it sounds like the dude's gonna jump off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;It's not thaat bad.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I'm not emo, okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm unqualified! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a week!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it's the week where all my friends go back to college :(&lt;br /&gt;Freakingg sad shiit.&lt;br /&gt;Steady la, there's still next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'll be close behind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I'll follow you into the dark.♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6824366922837992474?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6824366922837992474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6824366922837992474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6824366922837992474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6824366922837992474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/hold-my-hand.html' title='Hold My Hand.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Slior0fWRsI/AAAAAAAACAE/wLIUEQM-cjc/s72-c/z41915782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5260498319221520945</id><published>2009-07-10T04:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:16:37.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Not Loved, But Loves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;In our darkest hour, In my deepest despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Will you still care? Will you be there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;In my trials &amp;amp; my tribulations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Through our doubts &amp;amp; frustrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In my violence in my turbulence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Through my fear &amp;amp; my confessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In my anguish &amp;amp; my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Through my joy &amp;amp; my sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;In the promise of another tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll never let you part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;For you're always in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'll always remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Those late afternoons. ♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5260498319221520945?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5260498319221520945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5260498319221520945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5260498319221520945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5260498319221520945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-loved-but-loves.html' title='Not Loved, But Loves.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-345358619555345050</id><published>2009-07-09T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:17:14.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>For A Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlYgS_AYSQI/AAAAAAAAB_U/KDTEq1NT1Ng/s1600-h/346b485ac09e7b75319d3586ce54a5ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlYgS_AYSQI/AAAAAAAAB_U/KDTEq1NT1Ng/s400/346b485ac09e7b75319d3586ce54a5ba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356504317326543106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hello world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hope you're listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Forgive me if I’m young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;For speaking out of turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;There’s someone I’ve been missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;currently listening to; come home by one republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladeedadeedumm :))))&lt;br /&gt;I'm on breakk!&lt;br /&gt;No more stressful, sleepless nightts in front of the comp.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just sleepless nightts, minus the stressful part ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma bum when it comes to history.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian Studies, a more sophisticated way of saying Malaysian History.&lt;br /&gt;As far as I'm concerned, our history is merely a fictional story that is boring and unconvincing.&lt;br /&gt;:/ like a horrible movie.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what do you know?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, we're not suppose to make the same mistakes as the politics did.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see how it benefits us ...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I do hope I don't have to retake for not doing the folio :/&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I spent my first day of my break, in front of the laptop, butt cramping.&lt;br /&gt;Playing Mafia Wars :))&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I only woke up after 12 anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I made sure I got up late.. :)))&lt;br /&gt;Might as well make use of the time I have, whilst I have it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I put my faith in you, so much faith,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then you just threw it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;You threw it awayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ncjnp*&lt;/span&gt;wont you feel my heartbeat once more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-345358619555345050?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/345358619555345050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=345358619555345050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/345358619555345050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/345358619555345050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-pessimist-im-pretty-optimistic.html' title='For A Pessimist, I&apos;m Pretty Optimistic.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlYgS_AYSQI/AAAAAAAAB_U/KDTEq1NT1Ng/s72-c/346b485ac09e7b75319d3586ce54a5ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-9092352380815840978</id><published>2009-07-09T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:17:33.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>I Bet You Had This Today;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlYhhdQBs6I/AAAAAAAAB_c/u7wHhgnpJK0/s1600-h/583e419cf0058845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlYhhdQBs6I/AAAAAAAAB_c/u7wHhgnpJK0/s400/583e419cf0058845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356505665475031970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-9092352380815840978?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/9092352380815840978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=9092352380815840978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/9092352380815840978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/9092352380815840978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-bet-you-had-this-today.html' title='I Bet You Had This Today;'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlYhhdQBs6I/AAAAAAAAB_c/u7wHhgnpJK0/s72-c/583e419cf0058845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5449712678673442439</id><published>2009-07-08T23:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:22:09.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Turning Inside Out, Tell Me Why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlW0d71Mn2I/AAAAAAAAB-U/J38PMD05KQE/s1600-h/Pinky_Promise_by_Devil_Wolf_1999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlW0d71Mn2I/AAAAAAAAB-U/J38PMD05KQE/s400/Pinky_Promise_by_Devil_Wolf_1999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356385758197096290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Cause I'm here for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Please don't walk away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; please tell me you'll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;currently listening to; your guardian angel by red jumpsuit apparatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, baby. :)&lt;br /&gt;French orals went pretty smooth today&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we finished earlyy.&lt;br /&gt;I had 2 options, follow the boys for futsal; as planned.&lt;br /&gt;Or follow the girls to KLCC; to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After college, I followed the guys for late breakfast early lunch;&lt;br /&gt;PAN MEE! Near Atria, yumm ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWr8lO36gI/AAAAAAAAB98/dEUi3Wf6Qu0/s1600-h/P7082964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWr8lO36gI/AAAAAAAAB98/dEUi3Wf6Qu0/s320/P7082964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356376389102070274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, J dropped me off to get a cab, cause DSH was in the opposite direction of where they were going.&lt;br /&gt;:/ lol you blurr thing, thank you ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a cab and I went to DSH.&lt;br /&gt;I got lost in the hospital :/&lt;br /&gt;Running from the Premier Ward to the one I'm actually suppose to go to.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh, I looked like a lost chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Was so happy to see her ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Partners in crime, reunited :p&lt;br /&gt;I missed you :)&lt;br /&gt;Gave her stuff to study for Malaysian Studies, while waiting for the doctor to come.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody meet, Wolverine ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWr8VvU9YI/AAAAAAAAB90/8p_SZtWYgg8/s1600-h/P7082967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWr8VvU9YI/AAAAAAAAB90/8p_SZtWYgg8/s320/P7082967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356376384943224194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWr7MjVizI/AAAAAAAAB9c/Cc5K6FnRlx4/s1600-h/P7082970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWr7MjVizI/AAAAAAAAB9c/Cc5K6FnRlx4/s320/P7082970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356376365297142578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing me the middle finger ;)&lt;br /&gt;She's actually eatingg!&lt;br /&gt;Good good :)&lt;br /&gt;Super stoked that she was leaving that day. :)&lt;br /&gt;After almost a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWsdVEcuPI/AAAAAAAAB-E/Uyh8aSiDSRM/s1600-h/P7082968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWsdVEcuPI/AAAAAAAAB-E/Uyh8aSiDSRM/s320/P7082968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356376951699060978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWr7fyg8zI/AAAAAAAAB9k/-8tCC0no3H8/s1600-h/P7082966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWr7fyg8zI/AAAAAAAAB9k/-8tCC0no3H8/s320/P7082966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356376370461078322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed to say, I fell asleep on the bed next to her....&lt;br /&gt;Er..&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaat ==&lt;br /&gt;It was cold, so I wanted to cover myself with the blanket and ended up falling off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;:) hehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I get a call from &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the best friend&lt;/span&gt; which completely woke me up!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to see Sya still sleeping so nicely.&lt;br /&gt;So I packed my stuff, whispered goodbye to her and left the hospital for OU.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up eating at McD's cause it was the one thing we agreed on.&lt;br /&gt;Walking around, talking like nobody's business &amp;amp;&amp;amp; smiling from ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I saw something that made my heart fall to the pit of my stomach! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch in OU we went to Sunwayy College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXI0JP2YtI/AAAAAAAAB-8/reGwmm9962A/s1600-h/Image116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXI0JP2YtI/AAAAAAAAB-8/reGwmm9962A/s320/Image116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356408129988223698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about selling her stuff, so I called Dharu to see if she was in college.&lt;br /&gt;And she totally screamed at me for being there when she wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, sorry lovey.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I totally promised I'd come back again to see her :))&lt;br /&gt;I will, next week. I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXIG64LXaI/AAAAAAAAB-k/RxdN9dIoxVM/s1600-h/Image118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXIG64LXaI/AAAAAAAAB-k/RxdN9dIoxVM/s320/Image118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356407353036725666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXIGEeY5TI/AAAAAAAAB-c/y3Ah4sa4wFE/s1600-h/Image119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXIGEeY5TI/AAAAAAAAB-c/y3Ah4sa4wFE/s320/Image119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356407338433045810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunway is so much bigger than KDU, looks like it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the lifts aren't so creepy.&lt;br /&gt;I just had to take a picture of the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, KDU's toilets have bigger mirrors &amp;amp;&amp;amp; are so spacious :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove over to SP to see my uncle to make an appointment :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm stoked.&lt;br /&gt;Tummy full with Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Ew la, the new one, is like sucky :/&lt;br /&gt;Wtves. I finished it anyways, thanks best friend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXPPFRiL1I/AAAAAAAAB_M/lxbLrDf5ORY/s1600-h/Image111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXPPFRiL1I/AAAAAAAAB_M/lxbLrDf5ORY/s320/Image111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415189847781202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXIHI2SlXI/AAAAAAAAB-s/KXJsB1AE6Uw/s1600-h/Image114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlXIHI2SlXI/AAAAAAAAB-s/KXJsB1AE6Uw/s320/Image114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356407356786906482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she drove me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Do you notice you take pictures in EVERYBODY'S car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"Heh :D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"You don't wanna take your license ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"Not yet, that's what I have you for"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILYSM!&lt;br /&gt;I had fun today.&lt;br /&gt;It's true, the cute ones are always gay,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving us with the sexy serial killers,&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm certainly not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I just had to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;Ingenious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't believe that anybody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Feels the way I do about you, now.♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5449712678673442439?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5449712678673442439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5449712678673442439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5449712678673442439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5449712678673442439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/turning-inside-out-tell-me-why.html' title='Turning Inside Out, Tell Me Why.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlW0d71Mn2I/AAAAAAAAB-U/J38PMD05KQE/s72-c/Pinky_Promise_by_Devil_Wolf_1999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8987219298050401984</id><published>2009-07-07T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:23:16.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Kiss The Rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWnppKrdxI/AAAAAAAAB9U/iwIF3ddDMCQ/s1600-h/Flying_Sideways_by_auleaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWnppKrdxI/AAAAAAAAB9U/iwIF3ddDMCQ/s400/Flying_Sideways_by_auleaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356371665694193426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is the way you left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not pretending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;currently listening to; happy ending by mika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is pretty much considered over for us.&lt;br /&gt;Can I get a whoot whoot!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Went over for Tom Yam soup with the boys cause I had nothing else better to do.&lt;br /&gt;The last paper was front office management &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it was pretty okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna say it was easy cause, it'll just jinx everything.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the cc along the row of shops &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I watched The Unborn.&lt;br /&gt;While the two played Warcraft ==&lt;br /&gt;It looks stupid, and boring &amp;amp; a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWk9YqR2OI/AAAAAAAAB9M/-Oj_BHxvoVY/s1600-h/P7072958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWk9YqR2OI/AAAAAAAAB9M/-Oj_BHxvoVY/s320/P7072958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356368706325829858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geniuses playing Warcraft.&lt;br /&gt;While I occupied myself with unborn babies &amp;amp; weird children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even realize that it started raining not long after that..&lt;br /&gt;:/ was so into the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Then J had to go backk..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it was almost 6, so I had to walk back to college to wait for mum.&lt;br /&gt;So I walked back ALONE, in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;== stupid Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;LOL :D kidding la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Mr Sexy Legs on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, there'll be a HUGE present on your desk when we're back for sem2 :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Thank You for everything! :) ILYSEXYLEGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's broken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Is broken.&lt;span&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-8987219298050401984?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8987219298050401984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=8987219298050401984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8987219298050401984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8987219298050401984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/kiss-rain.html' title='Kiss The Rain.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlWnppKrdxI/AAAAAAAAB9U/iwIF3ddDMCQ/s72-c/Flying_Sideways_by_auleaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8153749558267527644</id><published>2009-07-06T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:24:01.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Pond Scum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlIWOoipl6I/AAAAAAAAB88/cywdbWWav1k/s1600-h/in_a_crowd_but_still_alone_by_marii85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlIWOoipl6I/AAAAAAAAB88/cywdbWWav1k/s400/in_a_crowd_but_still_alone_by_marii85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355367347553671074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;So don't go away say what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;But say that you'll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;currently listening to; don't go away by oasis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm not even gonna get into it :))))&lt;br /&gt;Whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exams have started :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 DOWN,&lt;br /&gt;2 MORE to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to DSH on Wednesday to see that granma.&lt;br /&gt;LOL ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go futsal :p&lt;br /&gt;HAH! Joke of the century.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just watch you guys play la okay.&lt;br /&gt;Going out this weekend, yes? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea how I'm gonna pull of French and FO tmr.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, :/&lt;br /&gt;Dad came with his whole I want you to try to get a 3.5 and above GPA.&lt;br /&gt;WHAAA?&lt;br /&gt;Think what.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not all that smart okay, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; he can say it when I'm spacing out, talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Just selitkan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kata kata manis&lt;/span&gt;, as if it puts less pressure on me.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking Malaysian Studies this Saturday, then then.&lt;br /&gt;I'M DONE.&lt;br /&gt;Off for holiday. :D&lt;br /&gt;Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do some French now.&lt;br /&gt;Pulling an all nighter; burning the midnight oil.&lt;br /&gt;All the freaking peribahasa's you can think of meaning staying up late studying.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know, it's bad bla bla. But it's working so far.&lt;br /&gt;I'll accept, the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Horrible, facial complexion taking about a week to fully recover.&lt;br /&gt;Eye bags the size of the moon, coffee streaming through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, it's so SPM la.&lt;br /&gt;Just more hardcore?&lt;br /&gt;There's more at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so like.&lt;br /&gt;Bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He took my mind off of you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Only for awhile.♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-8153749558267527644?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8153749558267527644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=8153749558267527644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8153749558267527644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8153749558267527644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/pond-scum.html' title='Pond Scum.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlIWOoipl6I/AAAAAAAAB88/cywdbWWav1k/s72-c/in_a_crowd_but_still_alone_by_marii85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-7570625987149220206</id><published>2009-07-05T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:18:34.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Eyes Have Changed, But The Memories Remain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDuX90PDtI/AAAAAAAAB80/L0MSDnamtQs/s1600-h/PZ52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDuX90PDtI/AAAAAAAAB80/L0MSDnamtQs/s320/PZ52.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355042052441575122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; if you want to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I can guarantee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You won't find nobody else like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;currently listening to; follow me by uncle kracker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiiiighh :)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for CHEER 09 today.&lt;br /&gt;Bummer, was kinda hanging onto a tinge of a possibility that I might actually be able to go.&lt;br /&gt;But nah, I spent my afternoon in the field in front of Amcorp :D&lt;br /&gt;Watching Matty playy!&lt;br /&gt;Whooh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh there were some cheerleading action going on, that was CHEER 09 for me la this year.&lt;br /&gt;Damn sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came prepared this week.&lt;br /&gt;Camera.......&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red &amp;amp; black attire.......&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDmlQw15VI/AAAAAAAAB8U/GNkNB48YvP0/s1600-h/P7052965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDmlQw15VI/AAAAAAAAB8U/GNkNB48YvP0/s320/P7052965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355033484772894034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot Matty! :))&lt;br /&gt;Haha it's seriously damn fun to watch all this small kiddo's roll around on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;Like some drama act to either waste time or get a free kick.&lt;br /&gt;They're starting young.&lt;br /&gt;It's just too adorable :)&lt;br /&gt;See, told you I'd be there ;)&lt;br /&gt;God just wants me to be there to watch you play la.&lt;br /&gt;Now, be happy.&lt;br /&gt;You still have Round 2, so stop cursing and frowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDmkr_AtSI/AAAAAAAAB8M/s3-Ad2F_SB8/s1600-h/P7052960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDmkr_AtSI/AAAAAAAAB8M/s3-Ad2F_SB8/s320/P7052960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355033474900210978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDml3is_cI/AAAAAAAAB8c/1OPMxchEFJc/s1600-h/P7052973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDml3is_cI/AAAAAAAAB8c/1OPMxchEFJc/s320/P7052973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355033495182572994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the game, we managed to snap some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; during half time as well.&lt;br /&gt;I was overly excited &amp;amp;&amp;amp; couldn't control myself.&lt;br /&gt;:D hehh..&lt;br /&gt;More pictures on FB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDmmo2NgeI/AAAAAAAAB8k/dP-eUYzLsCo/s1600-h/P7052974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDmmo2NgeI/AAAAAAAAB8k/dP-eUYzLsCo/s320/P7052974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355033508417733090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Blitzerz!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Dynamitez got 5th??! WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tourism Industry is such a boring subject =='&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p s : i don't wanna get used to this.&lt;br /&gt;p s s : please, don't make me..&lt;br /&gt;p s s s : imyb :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sky grew dark and the sun burned out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;So suddenly. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-7570625987149220206?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7570625987149220206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=7570625987149220206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7570625987149220206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7570625987149220206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-eyes-have-changed-but-memories.html' title='Your Eyes Have Changed, But The Memories Remain.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SlDuX90PDtI/AAAAAAAAB80/L0MSDnamtQs/s72-c/PZ52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-7043994909730766859</id><published>2009-07-05T03:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:14:41.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk-ecrUKtTI/AAAAAAAAB7s/DNeFTTrV58A/s1600-h/P1042453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk-ecrUKtTI/AAAAAAAAB7s/DNeFTTrV58A/s320/P1042453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354672697467647282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm sittin' here tryin' to convince myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; That you're not the one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; But the more I think, the less I believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &amp;amp; the more I want you here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;currently listening to; lonely september by pwt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not freaking going for Cheer.&lt;br /&gt;End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;I HAFTA HAFTA study for finals.&lt;br /&gt;Should be heading off to bed right about now...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;My head is full with Tourism Industry notes :/&lt;br /&gt;Aiyaiyai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chelle Leong, buzz me if you're here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kim, sorry babe, we'll postpone catching up session to next week aight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric, stop giving people wrong info, tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matty baby, I'm going for your game later!! :))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mafia Wars is like heroin.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I'm on fb most of the time cause of it.&lt;br /&gt;The only times when I'm not on MW page is when I run out of energy &amp;amp; stamina.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;My life sounds so, sad.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, made a deal with kitty.&lt;br /&gt;I will catch up.&lt;br /&gt;I hope. 50 bucks, although little, sounds good right about now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry lah, damn.&lt;br /&gt;Want maggie gorenngg :d&lt;br /&gt;Oright before I start cooking in the kitchen, I think I better go to bed now..&lt;br /&gt;At least try to sleeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnighhht loves.&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;brand of heroin.♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ncjnp*&lt;/span&gt;memories, are the worst :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-7043994909730766859?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7043994909730766859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=7043994909730766859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7043994909730766859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7043994909730766859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/remember-me.html' title='Remember Me?'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk-ecrUKtTI/AAAAAAAAB7s/DNeFTTrV58A/s72-c/P1042453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6139650987205450692</id><published>2009-07-04T17:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:57:16.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way He Moves, Gives Me Orgasms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk8aTYfnAKI/AAAAAAAAB7U/wp9Hb6yPKP0/s1600-h/PZ01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk8aTYfnAKI/AAAAAAAAB7U/wp9Hb6yPKP0/s320/PZ01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354527402261676194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; I said, goodbye to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;currently listening to; goodbye to you by chelle b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello loves.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like it's the first Saturday in ages that I'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it's relieving.&lt;br /&gt;I've been studying, a little here and there.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that all my notes are on the comp and that I don't have a printer, bites. :/&lt;br /&gt;I'm so easily distracted :(&lt;br /&gt;PROCRASTINATION, oh how fond I am of it.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I was tagged by Adyy Sabki to make my own album cover :)&lt;br /&gt;It's on FB &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk8oOPvYMWI/AAAAAAAAB7c/Zhil-EA6VlA/s1600-h/spaceball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk8oOPvYMWI/AAAAAAAAB7c/Zhil-EA6VlA/s320/spaceball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354542707175338338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Band Name; Antonia Liskova,&lt;br /&gt;The Album Title; Life is too short for traffic.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I followed the rules!&lt;br /&gt;I tagged some of ya'll. SO go do it, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry lah. I'm stressing, regretting not writing notes during class so it'll be easier.&lt;br /&gt;I need to release it in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;I will persevere :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X___________________________________________________X&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dead la. I passed on steamboat today so that I could do some studying done.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I might be going for Cheer after all.&lt;br /&gt;So, it's better I study today kan kan.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry baby, if I'm not there to watch your game.&lt;br /&gt;I'll send reinforcements okay.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, Matty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the me inside is asleep still.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like it's so quiet and dead inside.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not on drugs, I'm out of cash.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna start playing the guitar again.&lt;br /&gt;The simplest way to distress apart from running around the park to clear my head.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I feel so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; for me to tell you that I Miss You-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Is an understatement.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6139650987205450692?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6139650987205450692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6139650987205450692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6139650987205450692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6139650987205450692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/way-he-moves-gives-me-orgasms.html' title='The Way He Moves, Gives Me Orgasms.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk8aTYfnAKI/AAAAAAAAB7U/wp9Hb6yPKP0/s72-c/PZ01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-2594951673471845150</id><published>2009-07-03T22:45:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:26:16.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你总是离开我，现在该轮到我</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4lByp2V3I/AAAAAAAAB7M/nGau0NDXQvY/s1600-h/P6272994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4lByp2V3I/AAAAAAAAB7M/nGau0NDXQvY/s320/P6272994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354257719697495922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Maybe it's all for the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; I just don't see any good in this, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Maybe we'll find something better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; But the lovers that leave us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Will always hold the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;currently listening to; between you &amp;amp; i by every avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been learning Chinese, well, trying to.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I can understand, a little bit, rarely la, but still okay.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to shout, English, please and it's translated.&lt;br /&gt;I know how to write &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; (生), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;star&lt;/span&gt; (星), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moon&lt;/span&gt; (月) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;, in Chinese!&lt;br /&gt;Slow and steady la okayy.&lt;br /&gt;I like writing life and star. EASY!&lt;br /&gt;The rest look like a kindergarten kid trying to draw a house.&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh at me la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sya's in the hospital :(&lt;br /&gt;Feel better sayang, I come see you tmr okayy!&lt;br /&gt;Bring you SLURRRPEEEE ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College was funn today :)&lt;br /&gt;I hate the DRAMA, spoils everything.&lt;br /&gt;I am always surrounded by drama.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA do I have a sign on my forehead inviting it to intervene in my life.&lt;br /&gt;After I eliminated the long ass Bold &amp;amp; The Beautiful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like thinng&lt;/span&gt; *rollseyes*&lt;br /&gt;Something else just decides to make an appearance =='&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I'm trying hard not to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna try to see if it can grow longer so that I can go back to my previous hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;Heee, curly wurlys.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my curls :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer 09, tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone going? LOL&lt;br /&gt;I said I'm going, but I'm lazyy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it won't be fun, for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;I might go on Sundayy thoughh. :))&lt;br /&gt;See you there! If I see any of you.&lt;br /&gt;Just wave okayy, I promise I'll wave back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. I'm falling off to sleep on my knee as I rest my head on it typing this.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, gonna go to bed after I upload pictures on FB.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, follow me on twitter okayy; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Niblic"&gt;CLICK!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely go into it though, I don't see why it's so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yeah, I have it. =='&lt;br /&gt;Diam you. heh :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Goodnight loveys ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;*I take back my invitation,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just thought you'd at least want to keep your promise.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;It's fine, you don't owe me anything.&lt;br /&gt;You always leave me hanging, I should have known better.&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;Let me summarize it, it bites, it's mentally straining..&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you're happy now.&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to see that our friendship doesn't mean anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;You left, I lost a friend, thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It hurt when you left me hanging,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;You practically ripped my heart out by eradicating me out of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-2594951673471845150?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2594951673471845150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=2594951673471845150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2594951673471845150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/2594951673471845150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='你总是离开我，现在该轮到我'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4lByp2V3I/AAAAAAAAB7M/nGau0NDXQvY/s72-c/P6272994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-7618922825872304098</id><published>2009-06-30T21:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:51:25.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piece Me Back Together Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SkoQNsSMWUI/AAAAAAAAB6U/kdRQb6m4-T4/s1600-h/think.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SkoQNsSMWUI/AAAAAAAAB6U/kdRQb6m4-T4/s320/think.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353108934495066434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;She's out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; She's out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Damned indecision and cursed pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Kept my love for her locked deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; And it cuts like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; She's out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;currently listening to; she's out of my life by the late mj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;editt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I had all intentions to blog before but never really got around to the stories, only my usual heading :)))&lt;br /&gt;Spent last weekend in Subang, cause the 'rents weren't around.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah, was long awaited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4ZzOm5ntI/AAAAAAAAB6c/saJdvyKx62w/s1600-h/P6272963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4ZzOm5ntI/AAAAAAAAB6c/saJdvyKx62w/s320/P6272963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354245374875377362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4ZzhYGoyI/AAAAAAAAB6k/RvaU1vfvDg8/s1600-h/P6272967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4ZzhYGoyI/AAAAAAAAB6k/RvaU1vfvDg8/s320/P6272967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354245379913589538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night sessions with tequila and tobacco, dishing out secrets and dissing my parents...&lt;br /&gt;It should be a weekly thing, lol ;)&lt;br /&gt;You'll go bankrupt, I'm warning you.&lt;br /&gt;The first night, we stayed up til 5, god knows why la.&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to go out for breakfast but I died on the bed after suggesting it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4Z0dsr41I/AAAAAAAAB60/SgZI5QgcZT4/s1600-h/P6273004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4Z0dsr41I/AAAAAAAAB60/SgZI5QgcZT4/s320/P6273004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354245396106044242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then on Sunddday;&lt;br /&gt;I watched&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; TRANSFORMERS 2; REVENGE OF THE FALLEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoots. Words just can't bloody describe la okay.&lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the third :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; wtf can Megan Fox get any hotter!&lt;br /&gt;Practically the whole cinema cheered when she came on screen, sitting on the bike, in a porn star position, airbrushing something on the bike.&lt;br /&gt;Heee, I just spoiled the opening for you who haven't watched it yet.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY; not really, but yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I made necessary arrangements for project x ;)&lt;br /&gt;End of this month, end of this month, when I get my salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I haven't got my salary yet la okay.&lt;br /&gt;What a bummer :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4Z0jJQM0I/AAAAAAAAB68/6YPV58e_GDM/s1600-h/P6273023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4Z0jJQM0I/AAAAAAAAB68/6YPV58e_GDM/s320/P6273023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354245397568041794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My break's coming up soon and Singapore is back on baby!&lt;br /&gt;But yes, exams are next week :/&lt;br /&gt;Presentation week this whole week....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm so happy they're over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Rosie's in another state, on some island.&lt;br /&gt;Pangkor? Langkawi? Penang? One of those la..&lt;br /&gt;The house phone is so quiet..&lt;br /&gt;Come home, come home.&lt;br /&gt;I have stories :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in a college and having friends as chef's has it's benefits, MAJOR.&lt;br /&gt;Ngeee, especially for me, it's better when the food is free.&lt;br /&gt;Since I just eat my heart out whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;:( senior chef students left already, no more free food from Syukur!&lt;br /&gt;Ah bummer, no one to kacau in the kitchen alreadyy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA am gonna miss you burger boy.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for temaning me all the days when I was alone.&lt;br /&gt;You're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comp lab has become my second home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Mafia Wars is my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done for now.&lt;br /&gt;More pictures are up on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4Zz_RlbrI/AAAAAAAAB6s/-GqmwUCin9w/s1600-h/P6272981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sk4Zz_RlbrI/AAAAAAAAB6s/-GqmwUCin9w/s320/P6272981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354245387939311282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ Still steady okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-7618922825872304098?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7618922825872304098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=7618922825872304098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7618922825872304098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7618922825872304098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/piece-me-back-together-baby.html' title='Piece Me Back Together Baby.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SkoQNsSMWUI/AAAAAAAAB6U/kdRQb6m4-T4/s72-c/think.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8469564730215295250</id><published>2009-06-22T10:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:59:01.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Failed Attempt At A Purposeful Blog Post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj7zqGcWI8I/AAAAAAAAB6M/3ouqvfytxcs/s1600-h/Farther_than_you_seem_by_plutonicfluf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349981311972287426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj7zqGcWI8I/AAAAAAAAB6M/3ouqvfytxcs/s320/Farther_than_you_seem_by_plutonicfluf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:D The title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;So like, classes for today are cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Anand is on MC so he cancelled afternoon front office class.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; also, I don't think we have class in the afternoon on Wednesday either.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;Ily Mr Anand, but I wanna watch Transformers :p heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have presentations to finish up and then I'm done for the semester.&lt;br /&gt;Wuu!&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm sitting here in college, in my uniform mind you, jumping from lab to lab, blogging :D&lt;br /&gt;Dad can't come get me now, and he can only leave at like during lunch :/&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this is the first time going home half day since classes started.&lt;br /&gt;I would be out in OU or in the Yellow house if not.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm saving money :D&lt;br /&gt;Be proud of me!&lt;br /&gt;Except for the occasional credit, I'm gonna try not to spend so much.&lt;br /&gt;The operative word here; TRY :D&lt;br /&gt;A for effort, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma go home and do my presentations after this, unless of course I get side tracked, like I always do :)))))&lt;br /&gt;It's currently, 11.08am.&lt;br /&gt;I think lunch time is at, 12.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;Idk. I seriously don't know how my sister can spend the whole day in college without getting restless.&lt;br /&gt;OMG and she's been in college for like 4 years man.&lt;br /&gt;Wth, it's barely 4 months and I can't take it :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer just kicked us out of his class :/&lt;br /&gt;HAHA so we jumped to the next lab.&lt;br /&gt;PCT people are here too, but they, unlike myself, are busy doing assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a brat waiting for her ice cream at ben &amp; jerry's.&lt;br /&gt;Impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like there's not enough weekends latelyy.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I wanna do/go/see so many things/places/people during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;OH-EM-GEE speaking of which,&lt;br /&gt;Farah Liyana, we have to go out before you leave okayy :(&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall sick this time.  &lt;br /&gt;Oh I was in Parade that day and and I bumped into Shila the Platipus :D&lt;br /&gt;Man, I miss that woman and her nomad-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ranting for now reason.&lt;br /&gt;It is now 11.46am, God help me.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so May was a rough month, hence why I didn't blog much.&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, only ONE post.&lt;br /&gt;There were a string of events, you just wouldn't believe my luck.&lt;br /&gt;First the computer kept shutting off for no reason at all what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when it was sorta back to normal, the freaking monitor died, like literally.&lt;br /&gt;So we went out and bought another one :))&lt;br /&gt;Then I think everything was fine for like a week.&lt;br /&gt;After that, everything started getting psycho.&lt;br /&gt;And Shane started throwing bitch fits and giving me attitude.&lt;br /&gt;By right, he's not Shane anymore, I stripped him of his name.&lt;br /&gt;Now we have a laptop, Sexii Acer. &lt;br /&gt;I'm naming everything Sexii from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;It's easier that way.&lt;br /&gt;Sexii D[esktop] is still sleeping and I really don't know whyy you need to know this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just bored okay, this is my humble source of entertainment as I wait for daddyoh to come get me.&lt;br /&gt;There are no speakers here and I didn't bring my headset and thumbdrive with songs in em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, speak of the devil.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go wait for dad now, he'son his way.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;Okay so now this was extremely pointless but oh so time fulfilling :D&lt;br /&gt;I can always count on blogger to keep me company whenever... :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chao loveys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-8469564730215295250?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8469564730215295250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;I decided to tell my parents la, and they suddenly went on about how I need to cleanse myself before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Well, FYI parents it's gonna take more than just water and soap to cleanse me :)))&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, freaky blue black marks on my thighs when I wake up, I have visitors at night ;)&lt;br /&gt;My dad was like you might be bringing them into the house.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum was like, you don't know if they're good or bad that's why you should cleanse yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually and physically.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's one of their ways of getting me to pray I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Jumping on each opportunity they get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I won't be home this weekend, because my parents won't be home.&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh ;))))&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I can finally go for my tattoo consultation, wuu.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to hear the damage :/&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I think this week is gonna be fun :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH &amp;amp;&amp;amp; I think my Singapore trip is gonna be postponed :(&lt;br /&gt;NOHHH! I'm so looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;But because of this stupid H1N1 bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;Dad doesn't want us to go overseas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rollseyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's practically part of Malaysia, I don't see what the big deal is.&lt;br /&gt;But thennnn, I don't think I'd wanna risk getting infected.&lt;br /&gt;Do I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-1287584544088023733?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1287584544088023733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=1287584544088023733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1287584544088023733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/1287584544088023733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-wet-bed.html' title='Go, wet the bed!'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3003992355399505832</id><published>2009-06-21T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:10:12.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Adyy&lt;/span&gt;, cucuku :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0Wwr0iKuI/AAAAAAAAB58/VByR4jMRj5k/s1600-h/P6192951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0Wwr0iKuI/AAAAAAAAB58/VByR4jMRj5k/s320/P6192951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349456958038616802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ sexy nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3003992355399505832?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3003992355399505832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3003992355399505832&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3003992355399505832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3003992355399505832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-adyy-cucuku-d-sexy-nana.html' title=''/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0Wwr0iKuI/AAAAAAAAB58/VByR4jMRj5k/s72-c/P6192951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6497579139534420099</id><published>2009-06-21T00:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:58:22.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Love is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you wake up in the morning, you check your phone for any texts or calls from her/him and immediately text them good morning just to show you care.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you feel like crap the whole day, she/he turns it all around and makes it the best day ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Butterflies doing the jig in your tummy every time you see her/him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever the phone rings, you want it to be her/him calling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a HUGE GRIN appears on your face each time you talk to her/him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking to her/him on the phone like there's no tmr, even when you've run out of credit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Missing her/him when they're gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Giving her/him kisses, for no goddamn reason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holding her/him so tight you feel their heartbeat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The best thing in the world when you're loved back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fighting for no reason and making up for it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Accepting her/his imperfections.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What makes the world go round.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whatever you want it to be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;I hope that answered your question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ove is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;br /&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6497579139534420099?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6497579139534420099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6497579139534420099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6497579139534420099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6497579139534420099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-chian.html' title=''/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6603142008119975032</id><published>2009-06-20T21:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:17:41.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Object Of My Obsession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Listen baby, never would have said forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If we knew it ends so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Why did you say I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If you knew that it wouldn't last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;currently listening to; on the line by demi &amp;amp; jo bros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been neglecting you again. I'm sorry :)&lt;br /&gt;Things have just been really hectic lately in college.&lt;br /&gt;Assignments all due one after another.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's the weekend and I'm pretty free. Well, now at least.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming up so I guess fun and games are over, for now ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; btw loves, S.X.E isn't SEX.&lt;br /&gt;LOL it's SEXY, say it one letter at a time and you'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;I like la okay, don't judge me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So college is like, super fun now that everybody's starting to get comfortable with everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0BtpfI5yI/AAAAAAAAB50/_1gTksZCGvY/s1600-h/P6172945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0BtpfI5yI/AAAAAAAAB50/_1gTksZCGvY/s320/P6172945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349433816128218914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who woulda thought right.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are up on FB of all our nonsense, before, during and after classes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mentioned I came out in the NST?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, some ugly picture la okay.&lt;br /&gt;I look flat and old.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; they like spelt my name wrongly!&lt;br /&gt;Nicole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt; Paul, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;My theory is that the reporter wanted to take revenge since I made fun of her laugh =='&lt;br /&gt;Slap her la, cb.&lt;br /&gt;But, nevertheless, I sound pretty intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I didn't say the last part, but I said the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I went for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adyy's BBQ Party&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid mafakas who bailed, slap you la.&lt;br /&gt;At least use a plausible explanation, she's not thaaat stupid you know.&lt;br /&gt;But but, I started the fire, with the help of the fire starter, but whaaat, I still fanned the thingg :P&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, I'm not useless after all, be proud of me ladies and gents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going down to the poolside, we were like in Adyy's condo preparing the food and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Then she calls me to the balcony to look at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;I burst out LAUGHINGG!! Wouldn't you seriously?&lt;br /&gt;Lol but it's like quite rouuund la ;)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0BtdrOoKI/AAAAAAAAB5s/bdHjkezEsHc/s1600-h/P6192941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0BtdrOoKI/AAAAAAAAB5s/bdHjkezEsHc/s320/P6192941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349433812957700258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp;&amp;amp; BOY was there too.&lt;br /&gt;Well, not there there for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Just happened to be there.&lt;br /&gt;Nice talking to you BOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0BsqY-rNI/AAAAAAAAB5k/Zw5-bd0h5xM/s1600-h/P6192959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0BsqY-rNI/AAAAAAAAB5k/Zw5-bd0h5xM/s320/P6192959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349433799190949074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; sat down and kept him company while he waited for his friends to come down from their condo.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I took pictures, with and without him :P&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he calls me girl. Hence the reason why I call him boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we bought a kitty cat for Adyy.&lt;br /&gt;His/Her name's MITTENS.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a HER, but I'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0BsWjaIhI/AAAAAAAAB5c/A0E53rgB1IY/s1600-h/P6192964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0BsWjaIhI/AAAAAAAAB5c/A0E53rgB1IY/s320/P6192964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349433793865982482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look look, sho ahdorable kan kan.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a big fan of cats, but this one is an exception la :)&lt;br /&gt;Only for you Adyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People as usual were trickling in only at around 9 when they were suppose to be there at 7.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian timing? We were late too la, to set up the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Makes no difference anyways.. Malaysian timing baby.&lt;br /&gt;I met people I don't remember :/ I'm really bad at this la, but whatevs I'll see ya'll in college.&lt;br /&gt;More pictures are up on FB, so go check em ouut kayy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun Adyy, I hope you did too.&lt;br /&gt;Ily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One in the same, never to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Our love was beautiful.♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6603142008119975032?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6603142008119975032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6603142008119975032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6603142008119975032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6603142008119975032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/object-of-my-obsession.html' title='The Object Of My Obsession.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj0BtpfI5yI/AAAAAAAAB50/_1gTksZCGvY/s72-c/P6172945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-5521379715394159723</id><published>2009-06-19T02:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T13:09:59.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj3ANIqOjCI/AAAAAAAAB6E/cViqcBhf3wU/s1600-h/P6202978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj3ANIqOjCI/AAAAAAAAB6E/cViqcBhf3wU/s320/P6202978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349643264281447458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm in love with a girl I hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;She enjoys pointing out every bad thing about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm in love with a critic and a skeptic, a traitor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'd trade her in a second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;She's a backseat driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;A drama provider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;An instant update of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;She's a first-class liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;A constant forgetter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;She's attractive but bitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Did you scream enough to make her cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;It's a turn around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Turn around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Baby, don't return to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If you think that I'm not worth your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;So here I am, and I'm dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And I'm waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Come back, come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And I'll take you gladly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And I'll take you in again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;currently listening to; she's a lady by forever the sickest kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-5521379715394159723?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5521379715394159723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=5521379715394159723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5521379715394159723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/5521379715394159723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/broken.html' title='Broken.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sj3ANIqOjCI/AAAAAAAAB6E/cViqcBhf3wU/s72-c/P6202978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3352782885998624072</id><published>2009-06-17T23:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T00:13:20.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Excite Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjksCQ8eOOI/AAAAAAAAB5U/yCtfjToIq7o/s1600-h/desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348354449899141346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 500px; cursor: pointer; height: 282px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjksCQ8eOOI/AAAAAAAAB5U/yCtfjToIq7o/s400/desktop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's okay if you have to go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh just remember the telephone works both ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;And if I never ever hear them ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;If nothing else I'll think the bells inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Have finally found you someone else and that's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause I'll remember everything you sang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;song; you and i both by mraz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but, I only slept at 5 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;OMG la, woke up with my sex dream still fresh in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's right, sex dream.&lt;br /&gt;GOD KNOWS whyy la okayy.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, slept for about an hour and a half.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up like some zombie regretting ever sleeping in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Got ready and as late, againn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College was fun, we took pictures after English class.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm super lazy to get the camera, tmr okayy loves :)&lt;br /&gt;I managed to sneak in some shut eye for about 10 minutes in the comp lab.&lt;br /&gt;Then I became restless and decided to walk to the library where kor and the rest were.&lt;br /&gt;Ate chocolate rocks on the way home, all the way from Belgium :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and it's the first day of the week that I'm having dinner this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;I've been skipping, didn't really have appetite these pass few dayys.&lt;br /&gt;Sshh, I'm eating again, :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm online with Erico Hendroff :D&lt;br /&gt;Making faces, feel free to click on em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjkZpGEz7pI/AAAAAAAAB48/hR09fzgYsno/s1600-h/yummybg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348334226275298962" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 180px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjkZpGEz7pI/AAAAAAAAB48/hR09fzgYsno/s320/yummybg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjkZo5APXhI/AAAAAAAAB40/Rh6OPW-_XpY/s1600-h/ericconv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348334222766464530" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 180px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjkZo5APXhI/AAAAAAAAB40/Rh6OPW-_XpY/s320/ericconv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjkZo5APXhI/AAAAAAAAB40/Rh6OPW-_XpY/s1600-h/ericconv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348334222766464530" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 180px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjkZo5APXhI/AAAAAAAAB40/Rh6OPW-_XpY/s320/ericconv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjkZolkwwuI/AAAAAAAAB4s/wRPBuXe-WKY/s1600-h/jasonmraz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348334217550938850" style="width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 180px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjkZolkwwuI/AAAAAAAAB4s/wRPBuXe-WKY/s320/jasonmraz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Fridaayy.&lt;br /&gt;:))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't text me todayy.&lt;br /&gt;So I texted you, ily.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight lovies. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You and I both loved,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;What you and I spoke of.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-3352782885998624072?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3352782885998624072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3352782885998624072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3352782885998624072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3352782885998624072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-excite-me.html' title='You Excite Me.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjksCQ8eOOI/AAAAAAAAB5U/yCtfjToIq7o/s72-c/desktop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-7599651752326847707</id><published>2009-06-16T23:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:02:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost &amp;Insecure, FIND ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sje6_Hpo7oI/AAAAAAAAB4k/E54HaqMUqFc/s1600-h/The_Odd_One_Out_by_indecisive_x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sje6_Hpo7oI/AAAAAAAAB4k/E54HaqMUqFc/s320/The_Odd_One_Out_by_indecisive_x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347948676073975426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello beautiful people jumping from blog to blog and so happened to stumble upon mine :D&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break from my assignment, while waiting for him to come back from studying.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, yummy.&lt;br /&gt;LOL I'm obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho's, assignments have been piling up.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I haven't been doing it, just that it just keeps coming and all are to be handed in at around the same time :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm so worried about presentation week ... GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like 24 hour days are not long enoughh :(&lt;br /&gt;I hate this lah, it's worst than SPM.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to keep reminding myself that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;holidays are in 3 weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;end of SEM 1 is in 2 weeks;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and I think that should be enough to keep me sane.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an English presentation tmr, okay more like, just get up in front of class and speak.&lt;br /&gt;No clue what am gonna say, I'll probably go on like a babbling buffoon.&lt;br /&gt;I think if worst comes to worst, I'll just talk about food.&lt;br /&gt;How much I NEED, LOVE &amp;amp; WANT it.&lt;br /&gt;==' lame la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I'm always the odd one in my group :p&lt;br /&gt;First they all wore white one day and I wore red.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; today, they wore their uniforms and I wore purple :)))&lt;br /&gt;I like being the odd one out.&lt;br /&gt;The seniors have exams noww, then later everybody will go on holidaay.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we'll be stuck in college, still.&lt;br /&gt;We leave when they come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened today.&lt;br /&gt;Last night was heartbreaking :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to my assignment now.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight lovies. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RAWRR,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Ily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-7599651752326847707?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7599651752326847707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=7599651752326847707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7599651752326847707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/7599651752326847707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-find-me.html' title='Lost &amp;Insecure, FIND ME.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sje6_Hpo7oI/AAAAAAAAB4k/E54HaqMUqFc/s72-c/The_Odd_One_Out_by_indecisive_x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-439315099364642670</id><published>2009-06-15T01:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:43:49.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euphoria, baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZ4MNktNbI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sYJmr06tYeE/s1600-h/truskaawa_by_Klaamka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZ4MNktNbI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sYJmr06tYeE/s320/truskaawa_by_Klaamka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347593758746424754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And now you're filling all the space that surrounds you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'll soon be tucked away underneath your bed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Where you gave yourself to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Where I gave myself to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;song; between you and i by every avenue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was good :)&lt;br /&gt;I was out the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yess I was, parents have seemingly loosen the tight restrain, just a little.&lt;br /&gt;But a little goes along waaay!&lt;br /&gt;After church and Matty's game, I had a dinner date with Nish Fugga &amp;amp; Shan.&lt;br /&gt;Fugga was sick so, she was mia :(&lt;br /&gt;Met up in Jaya One instead of Sunway, cause it's nearer :)&lt;br /&gt;I thought Nish was gonna cancel too but she came on crept from behind and startled me a little ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yay, assth-hole. =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but it gave me some time alone with Shanis to bond :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTWC was like, packed? Idk, we were at some corner la, couldn't really see.&lt;br /&gt;So like, the waiters couldn't see us too.&lt;br /&gt;I got so desperate I kept tapping on the glass window and then waved to get them to come to our table.&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;When you carry hand right, they'll carry too and like stone there for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Like can you just walk and carry your hand ah, grr.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, no one wanted to eat =="&lt;br /&gt;So I yate alone, boo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtAoOJ0CI/AAAAAAAAB3k/zlLV9-e-nnQ/s1600-h/P6142945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtAoOJ0CI/AAAAAAAAB3k/zlLV9-e-nnQ/s320/P6142945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347581465113251874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtAIeCIcI/AAAAAAAAB3c/2xf8L6Dm1Uc/s1600-h/P6142944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtAIeCIcI/AAAAAAAAB3c/2xf8L6Dm1Uc/s320/P6142944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347581456589922754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nish ate KBT, loooooong after I finished my tasteless TYN&lt;br /&gt;After all that, I was still hungry, heh.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm pregnant la okay.&lt;br /&gt;So we jumped over to Wendy's and took pictures on the wayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat outside, talked and ate over a box of ciggs.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, memories of good times, of good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtAwXcR1I/AAAAAAAAB3s/fMD-ZqB8nvA/s1600-h/P6142952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtAwXcR1I/AAAAAAAAB3s/fMD-ZqB8nvA/s320/P6142952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347581467299694418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to Nish's car and decided to go back to my place for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Nish drove! &amp;amp; the car died :P&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it's the first time dying after A LONG WHILE so yeah, I bring bad luck :(&lt;br /&gt;There was no radio but Miss Tiara was singing her little engine away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtBDLP-mI/AAAAAAAAB30/GDsR8OVag4A/s1600-h/P6142957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtBDLP-mI/AAAAAAAAB30/GDsR8OVag4A/s320/P6142957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347581472348830306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and Mum was waiting outside, arms folded.&lt;br /&gt;Shanis was like all scared, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I played around with my uniform and showed off my bow tie ;)&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;I apparently looked like a boy.&lt;br /&gt;Fugga, I better see you before you leave babe!&lt;br /&gt;We'll go out Saturday or something, feel better love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtghBntYI/AAAAAAAAB4E/T0-NoUZoJBQ/s1600-h/P6142962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtghBntYI/AAAAAAAAB4E/T0-NoUZoJBQ/s320/P6142962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347582012937450882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtBemTYBI/AAAAAAAAB38/uhHjCo8p-uE/s1600-h/P6142961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZtBemTYBI/AAAAAAAAB38/uhHjCo8p-uE/s320/P6142961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347581479710056466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanis showing all 32 teeth :D &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Nish Gill reading my Nicole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt; Paul rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of fun with the girlfriends this weekend and hopefully many more to come before my finals :/&lt;br /&gt;I only have approximately 11 days off college in July starting from the 8th up to the 19th.&lt;br /&gt;I kant vaiit :P&lt;br /&gt;My first sem is coming to an end in like 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;Wuuhwee!&lt;br /&gt;Next sem, I get to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH-M-GEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole in the kitchen yow, heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the phone with stupid Rosie, who's stressing over how she's gonna be 20 next year.&lt;br /&gt;She's feels old apparently! HAHA memang pun.&lt;br /&gt;Ily you la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Ps;&lt;/span&gt; I haven't been quite myself lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pss;&lt;/span&gt; Yummy, you made my day ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Psss;&lt;/span&gt; Please just take care of yourself, I worry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; now you're filling all the space that surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'll soon be tucked away underneath your bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-439315099364642670?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/439315099364642670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=439315099364642670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/439315099364642670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/439315099364642670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/euphoria-baby.html' title='Euphoria, baby.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjZ4MNktNbI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sYJmr06tYeE/s72-c/truskaawa_by_Klaamka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-8639320302026839007</id><published>2009-06-14T16:33:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:20:52.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeps My Mind Off Missing You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjTMxe4-LDI/AAAAAAAAB3U/eGbFA5x-Rw4/s1600-h/another_rainbow__by_LittleBlackUmbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjTMxe4-LDI/AAAAAAAAB3U/eGbFA5x-Rw4/s320/another_rainbow__by_LittleBlackUmbrella.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347123808073296946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Now here's the sun, come to dry the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;Warm my shoulders and relieve my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;You're the one thing that I'm missing here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;With you beside me I no longer fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;song; i'd rather be with you, josh radin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since I've stopped working, I feel so FREE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally have time for my friends and family :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels good, but, you know, I still am gonna work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need them extra ringits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for now, I'm savouring every moment :)))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;DARRYL FOO HAO EN!&lt;div&gt;Even if that is your real name =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid boy kept me up til 2 in the morning, talking his head off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL oh the effects of staying at home on a Saturday night; doing nothing ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm immune to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He and his stupid tongue action. Slap you lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You hyper little boy. :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh please feel free to share my pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KLEEK on the image, and see his oh so proud moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS4b9wyT_I/AAAAAAAAB2M/LIlgi_yRr7Y/s1600-h/tongueaction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS4b9wyT_I/AAAAAAAAB2M/LIlgi_yRr7Y/s320/tongueaction.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347101448170786802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I wanted to sleep :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He kept on with his nonsense for half an hour more, haiyo&lt;/div&gt;But I survived. Got some shut eye in church today :p&lt;div&gt;I was craving Subwayy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we drove over to Amcorp since it was the closest :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHH and there were vintage cars parks everywhere, I was weak in the knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So bummed that I didn't bring my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matty, said I'd miss his game if I went for mass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I managed to catch BOTH of his games today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looked over at the field opposite Amcorp and saw all these small boys running around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made sure we watched him play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 Subways &amp;amp;&amp;amp; a Dark Berry Mocha Frap, to go and we were set for the match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was so adorable in his jersey, aw Matty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jersey colours, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; BLACK &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;WHITE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA! Wuu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The games were hella exciting and they're now top of the table with one game in hand :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheered my lungs out, and got burnt and itchy under the sun :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His team is pretty strong and Matty sure can play, scoring the second goal in the second match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Go # 12!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was right behind the goal post when he tapped the ball in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome one, got to see it up close. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, so nice lah. I wish I had a brother playing in the little league.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad was trying to share his football knowledge since he used to be pretty damn good at it when he was younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They broadcast it on tv also tau! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I forgot the days and the time :/ even when godpa mentioned it a couple of times;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't paying attention la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO from now on, apart from gymming in the evening, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna be in the Amcorp field every weekend, supporting my darling cousin :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Embarrassing him all at the same time :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheering him on when those kampung idiots say immature things about 11 year old children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assholes =='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was hella fun, good fun, sober fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd get burnt any day, only for you Matty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love me, ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-fjbx70I/AAAAAAAAB20/78YRH7aYeg4/s1600-h/Snaps.204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-fjbx70I/AAAAAAAAB20/78YRH7aYeg4/s320/Snaps.204.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347108106892603202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before the match. Hyper with my Dark Berry, heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-fjPLO7I/AAAAAAAAB2s/tA77qNqk7jI/s1600-h/Snaps.202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-fjPLO7I/AAAAAAAAB2s/tA77qNqk7jI/s320/Snaps.202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347108106839735218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmmm, whipped creamm :d&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-gLbEqSI/AAAAAAAAB3M/LBVUnxdMcVA/s1600-h/Snaps.211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-gLbEqSI/AAAAAAAAB3M/LBVUnxdMcVA/s320/Snaps.211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347108117627054370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proud of you, baby. After his first match, which they won; 1-0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-gOoYvUI/AAAAAAAAB3E/fzutytC5WSo/s1600-h/Snaps.212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-gOoYvUI/AAAAAAAAB3E/fzutytC5WSo/s320/Snaps.212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347108118488202562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-f9qx5NI/AAAAAAAAB28/t5jhmTcBDV0/s1600-h/Snaps.218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjS-f9qx5NI/AAAAAAAAB28/t5jhmTcBDV0/s320/Snaps.218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347108113934836946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go Matty GO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During the second match, they won; 3-2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I reallly don't mind spending my weekends like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These kids can play man, damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think it's good that they're exposing the kids at an early age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This way they'd be able to build a proper foundation, if they wanna keep doing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Waiting on the confirmation of the DSLR so that I can take sporty pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saw so many shots I could have taken today, oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We have to make do with what we have, kan kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't complain, I aint complaining :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm satisfied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just want stuff, and Nicole gets what she wants; most of the time anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nuff said :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; even if it kills me -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I’m going to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-8639320302026839007?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8639320302026839007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=8639320302026839007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8639320302026839007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/8639320302026839007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/keeps-my-mind-off-missing-you.html' title='Keeps My Mind Off Missing You.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjTMxe4-LDI/AAAAAAAAB3U/eGbFA5x-Rw4/s72-c/another_rainbow__by_LittleBlackUmbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-6974384428099913451</id><published>2009-06-13T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:47:20.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>180°</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSzU9pE85I/AAAAAAAAB2E/Y08ty5Wexyc/s1600-h/Day_t_h_r_e_e_h_u_n_d_r_e_d__by_ForgottonPhotography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSzU9pE85I/AAAAAAAAB2E/Y08ty5Wexyc/s320/Day_t_h_r_e_e_h_u_n_d_r_e_d__by_ForgottonPhotography.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347095830321230738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But if it makes you happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keep on clapping&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just remember I'll be by your side&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;song; let there be love, oasis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just knows how to make me feel better when no one else possibly can.&lt;div&gt;Quite an impromptu lunch date with lex today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Ily, Alexis Chen Wai Nee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1901's in Pyramid while catching up with EVERYTHING that I've missed out on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; We managed to squeeze in a movie too; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloguebve.wordpress.com/2009/05/31/drag-me-to-hell-movie-review/"&gt;Drag Me To Hell&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;==' some parts were gay, and funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ending was predictable .. pfft&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT the suspense was the shit lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suspense je best, my heart was beating damn fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old lady was so looked kinda, disgusting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makeup was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSvtxRCSeI/AAAAAAAAB1U/EOLIaHQepW8/s1600-h/drag_me_to_hell_witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSvtxRCSeI/AAAAAAAAB1U/EOLIaHQepW8/s320/drag_me_to_hell_witch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347091858449385954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not a 17 Again, Hannah Montana, fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I heard Blood wasn't that good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atleast I had fun laughing at Lex scream and hide in her bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm filled in and I finally got to spend time with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, I miss all of ya'll :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA next, KARAOKE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D heeee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The woman &lt;i&gt;CAN&lt;/i&gt; drive :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She puts the hazard in hazardous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CRAP. It was damn funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching her drive, moreover since she has elevation ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxuYvucHI/AAAAAAAAB18/15P4xs--IXY/s1600-h/P6132963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxuYvucHI/AAAAAAAAB18/15P4xs--IXY/s320/P6132963.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347094068070346866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxuKFBTeI/AAAAAAAAB10/59iWGFMexts/s1600-h/P6132958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxuKFBTeI/AAAAAAAAB10/59iWGFMexts/s320/P6132958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347094064133131746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ELEVATION yow, don't mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxt86zL6I/AAAAAAAAB1s/uoR3ip3w3ag/s1600-h/P6132945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxt86zL6I/AAAAAAAAB1s/uoR3ip3w3ag/s320/P6132945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347094060600602530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see the difference?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxtbWYuTI/AAAAAAAAB1k/9lQIZtn2ORI/s1600-h/P6132939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxtbWYuTI/AAAAAAAAB1k/9lQIZtn2ORI/s320/P6132939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347094051589503282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MUSTANG 1989 ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxtHG572I/AAAAAAAAB1c/5K1WrhP325g/s1600-h/P6132930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSxtHG572I/AAAAAAAAB1c/5K1WrhP325g/s320/P6132930.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347094046155861858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks Lex, for turning my day around and putting a genuine smile on my face again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Ily &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;ncjnp*let there be love-let there be love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1897235504440609177-6974384428099913451?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6974384428099913451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=6974384428099913451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6974384428099913451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/6974384428099913451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/180.html' title='180°'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjSzU9pE85I/AAAAAAAAB2E/Y08ty5Wexyc/s72-c/Day_t_h_r_e_e_h_u_n_d_r_e_d__by_ForgottonPhotography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-3570886169830394547</id><published>2009-06-13T11:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T15:56:16.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After A Long Hiatus, I'm Back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjPKIvGu4UI/AAAAAAAAB1E/kNgF0IJD2Ck/s1600-h/Heartache_by_Purpom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjPKIvGu4UI/AAAAAAAAB1E/kNgF0IJD2Ck/s320/Heartache_by_Purpom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346839434051379522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I figured we'd both change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I thought we'd change together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The pain will pass in time, but the loss will last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We're apart when we're together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We're strangers whatever we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We could fight but we can't make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's the end of me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;end of you and me, eric dill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Oh yes, I'm freaking BACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't believe I left it for so long, I've loads to update, but I'm not gonna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said, LOADS to update, I'd rather not get into detail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll just pick up where I left off, if that's okay :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'll touch here and there, a little of everything, boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pangkor, pangkor, pangkor, was sorta the onlyy thing I looked forward to in May.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had loads of fun, "studied" in the morning, played in the afternoon and partied at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hells yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pc has been giving heaps of trouble, yeah, keeps switching off and shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, so, we kinda got a laptop. Oh finally :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yes, I still didn't well, blog, heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;College has been something that keeps me busy and occupied, all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a goood thing, I need to keep busy, I do I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though my French isn't exactly improving :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's still fun, apart from the assignments, the company is the shit :)))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People who are actually worst that I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, never thought possible but IT IS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been going through stages latelyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA I'm right now, at the preggers stage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I eat like I haven't eaten IN AGES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know right, but my jeans are still falling off so I guess it's okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yess, and I've been going to the gym recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exercise and badminton, woot woot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's goood, atleast you now know, I haven't been in some hospital with tubes going in and out of my body, gasping for air, writting my will ect ect..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I'm alive, unfortunately for some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL, how morbid did that sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked for a couples of weeks too for some extra greens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was Whisper girl, for 3 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Yes, Whisper pads =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the stupid demo tray and what not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Dionne Quek for getting me in trouble :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adyy, Sya &amp;amp; Jo who came to support the pad girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ass, but I'm only getting paid in a month or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That kinda bites, but whtevs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plans have been made for the coming weeks/months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SOOOO.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I'm coming over when you're free Unc Dave, we'll go drinking :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Gin, waterfall okay, don't forget :)) Oh and the Seremban KL plan, don't forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;When your mum gets back la kay, it'll be easier ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;Lyn, I'm coming to Singapore next month during my break, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Dad didn't object and I have money :)))))) woots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Sya, ROADTRIP plans gao tim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Andreww, paintball! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it, next post is about well, today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;ncjnp*we're getting farther as we grow, can't hold onto nothing, gotta let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/1897235504440609177-3570886169830394547?l=njeyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3570886169830394547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1897235504440609177&amp;postID=3570886169830394547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3570886169830394547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1897235504440609177/posts/default/3570886169830394547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://njeyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-long-hiatus-im-back.html' title='After A Long Hiatus, I&apos;m Back.'/><author><name>ncjnp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947867994366873038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/Sfb6RqNCIfI/AAAAAAAAB0M/2bfeSqistGY/S220/P4282747.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SjPKIvGu4UI/AAAAAAAAB1E/kNgF0IJD2Ck/s72-c/Heartache_by_Purpom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1897235504440609177.post-7742236495411272370</id><published>2009-05-01T14:06:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:37:10.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Indifference..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;SONG : thunder by boys like girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zXA_9NjaT9I/SfsirYX8KZI/AAAAAAAAB08/wKp7S6DLY5s/s1600-h/Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-al
