<?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-15035707</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:26:59.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tasha</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113954143435953773</id><published>2006-02-10T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T11:47:59.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puke</title><summary type='text'>today is soooo the day. results gonna be out. arrghhh!. half of me feels so lazy wan to go back to that school but the other half is like goddamn anxious to get there. maybe im gona be there early. well, i juz dont wana miss out on anythg but i wana be there late so no need to hear krempl's speech. i hope she's not as fucked up as the previous year. haha.Looks like im gona be seeing all the past </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113954143435953773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113954143435953773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113954143435953773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113954143435953773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/02/puke.html' title='puke'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113947147250171154</id><published>2006-02-09T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T11:46:26.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to my sayang</title><summary type='text'>I don't like anyone but you...Taking steps we're all downtownWhat's my problem I don't wanna socializeWhy don't they leave me alone...Bad boys, jealous girlsBeen there, done that, I just wanna fantasizeStarring at the ceiling thinking 'bout youIt's a freaky feeling, what can I do...I don't love anyone, the way I love youI don't go anywhere, if you're not there tooIt's not as if I'm hard to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113947147250171154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113947147250171154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/02/dedicated-to-my-sayang.html' title='dedicated to my sayang'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113945416644454170</id><published>2006-02-09T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T23:32:57.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>useless.</title><summary type='text'>Ever felt like as if u didnt know who u are anymore? or perhaps like as if u are filled with emptiness? or maybe confused or overwrought? well, it SUCKS!!!sometimes i feel like as if i expect too much of a person that in return i will get upset with myself when the other party doesnt do up to expectations. gawd! i seriously shouldnt get my hopes up coz evrytime i do that, the outcome will be the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113945416644454170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113945416644454170' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113945416644454170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113945416644454170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/02/useless.html' title='useless.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113937332863453556</id><published>2006-02-08T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:50:59.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making things much clearer</title><summary type='text'>this saturday there this party at Clarke Quay n i've been invited. by my dad's friend. Chris botak. i duno lah. i only said that i got other plans n he was like "oh.dating wif boyfriend rite? then how about u bring him along lah. uncle got party. uncle want u to come." i juz smiled. then he said "so can ah. so i'll be expecting you to be there ah". i only said "no promises ah".actuali i was on my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113937332863453556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113937332863453556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113937332863453556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113937332863453556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/02/making-things-much-clearer.html' title='making things much clearer'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113936862888181673</id><published>2006-02-08T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T11:19:40.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heylo people. missed me? yea. i thot so. esp dhan. haha.anw, im freakin scared bout this friday. results coming out. arrrggghhhh!!!im thinking of revamping this whole skin shit thing. argh. see how lah.okay i duno what to blog in here already.haha.da!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113936862888181673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113936862888181673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113936862888181673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113936862888181673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/02/heylo-people.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113832685936829681</id><published>2006-01-27T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T10:02:51.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is hard.</title><summary type='text'>fafa : hehe. sori deh. gue kangen sama lu tau. su : a'ah.nice nick name hehe..wasnt able to have a good nites sleep last nite. didnt reli talk to sayang but spent time in front of the tv frm 6+ till around 11/12+ which was when i was freakin hungry and he called. abby's sick. her body heat is damn high. my bro is hopeless. kept conferencing with kesh n faizal.after makan then talk to sayang for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113832685936829681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113832685936829681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113832685936829681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113832685936829681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-is-hard.html' title='life is hard.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113816070697580460</id><published>2006-01-25T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T11:45:07.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sori for not updating. hah! dhan miss me oredi ehh? hehehe.anw, i got new phone. hehe. motorola v3. pink colour. i like. actually my dad wanted to buy the n90 but my mum said n70 so they ask me to choose but then if i choose the 3G phone, who the hell am i gona video call so instead i ask my dad choose a normal phone. his second choice was moto razr so i agreed to it n i chose my own colour. n </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113816070697580460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113816070697580460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113816070697580460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113816070697580460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/sori-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113757262194531341</id><published>2006-01-18T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T16:23:41.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIL*</title><summary type='text'>Today is someone's special day. My bestie, yes, my bestie.LIYANA ( aka lil* ),turns sixteen today.hehe..HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETIE. your favourite girl aint late in wishin u happy birthday.but thanks to you also that im not late. hehe.im sixteen n she's sixteen. that means we're twins!  YAYS!~ im not old.  she's as old as me.  hehe. weee!~.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113757262194531341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113757262194531341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113757262194531341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113757262194531341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-lil.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIL*'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113756680966797457</id><published>2006-01-18T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T15:02:15.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pix</title><summary type='text'>mirror filthy. sorry deh.i love my baju. wearing the skirt sayang gave me. me before make-up. hah! face soo innocent.obvious ehh mirror dirty. hehe.geisha wannabe tak jadi. hehe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113756680966797457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113756680966797457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113756680966797457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113756680966797457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/pix.html' title='pix'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113756064951161120</id><published>2006-01-18T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T13:07:41.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality? a no-no.</title><summary type='text'>aaaahhhhh!! tmr got course n my dad doewan to send me. he told me to go on my own. TAKE THE MRT! aahhhhh!! course start at 9.15am that means i have to be there by 9am. must chop place. i wana sit at the back. then if take train, i have to leave at 7.45am. aiyohhhh.. that means i have to wake up 2hrs earlier. ( must choose appropriate clothes )should i take a cab? but then mahal. kinda running </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113756064951161120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113756064951161120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113756064951161120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113756064951161120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/reality-no-no.html' title='reality? a no-no.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113750927138784849</id><published>2006-01-17T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:47:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010106 neo</title><summary type='text'> u people tak believe me kan that im fat kan. look at the recent neoprint. taken on 010106. wit my sis, abby.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113750927138784849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113750927138784849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113750927138784849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113750927138784849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/010106-neo.html' title='010106 neo'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113749178948753407</id><published>2006-01-17T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T21:23:58.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get ur facts right.</title><summary type='text'>mood; frustratedscrew it. I'm doing this to kill time. coz i cant talk to him.10 random facts about me that you may/ may not already know: 1. i got my bantal busuk who would alwaz be there wen the world turn their backs on me. no matter what, happy or sad, it never fails to make me go to sleep at ease. 2. im not a malay. im a Bandjarmasin matabura. had to change the race wen i had to do my IC coz</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113749178948753407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113749178948753407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113749178948753407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113749178948753407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/get-ur-facts-right.html' title='get ur facts right.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113747501698244189</id><published>2006-01-17T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T13:16:57.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep my secrets for me please</title><summary type='text'>and what are you suppose to do when you read this?Together everyone...  (rolls eyes.) the fight between my parents are, well so far, subsiding bit by bit n they are talking to one another nicer than those horrid vulgarities they scream at one another the other nite.i can somehow feel that the tension they had, is stil in them only that they are trying to ignore it. hah! my mind now is i duno lah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113747501698244189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113747501698244189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113747501698244189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113747501698244189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/keep-my-secrets-for-me-please.html' title='keep my secrets for me please'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113740147214079821</id><published>2006-01-16T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T16:51:12.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>got lotsa work but instead of doing it, here i am blogging. ahahahaaaaa.  my mum says there's quite a change in me. yup; my attitude.getting ruder as time pass. she says its getting worse. actuali it got better after the 'o's but then now it worsens. well one thing is for sure, she's disappointed in me.   aaahhhhh!! i duno lah. nvm. later i ask sayang.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113740147214079821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113740147214079821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113740147214079821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113740147214079821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/got-lotsa-work-but-instead-of-doing-it.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113739203404698462</id><published>2006-01-16T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T14:38:41.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apology to risakiss</title><summary type='text'>first and foremost, i would like to make a public apology to my cousin, Riss, here in my bloggie. i know it was a last minute thing but then i personally asked Abby to contact Astri but stil uncontactable.called your home but no one pick up. enuf lah. im sorry k Riss?i think im gona be sick. seriously sick. kept feeling giddy and nausea. stupid lah. mum said its coz i nvr eat. then got period PMS</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113739203404698462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113739203404698462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113739203404698462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113739203404698462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/apology-to-risakiss.html' title='apology to risakiss'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113731141433499254</id><published>2006-01-15T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T16:20:21.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>140105</title><summary type='text'>yesterday went out with sayang.i was late.sayang sampai at EXACTLY 12.i was stil naked with my towel on.hehe.anihu,we watched In Her Shoes at Great World. the sypnosis is kinda okay lahh. but i seriously think that guys would totally love watching this due to the saucy scenes that cameron diaz acted.i know sayang did like it. hehhs.after that we took a shuttle down to orchard and met up wit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113731141433499254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113731141433499254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113731141433499254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113731141433499254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/140105.html' title='140105'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113712472595978952</id><published>2006-01-13T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T12:11:09.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gastric</title><summary type='text'>aaaahhhhhhHH FUCK !!!my parents purposely go breakfast without asking me. like it or not, they force me to eat. arghh! okay. i had a little bit of a problem with my stomach; gastric-. then go to Mukmin n eat breakfast. eee! fed up. my dad demand me to finish up the mee bandung. argh!. now i feel lousy. tummy full, n i feel extremely pathetic. makes me wana sleep. so much for going on a diet. hmph</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113712472595978952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113712472595978952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113712472595978952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113712472595978952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/gastric.html' title='gastric'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113704285144201025</id><published>2006-01-12T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T13:15:40.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im gona be sick. then die. hahaha.</title><summary type='text'>i think i got migrain. aaahhhhH!!!!head pain. stomach pain. leg pain. eyes pain. heart pain.ala. evrywhere oso pain lah. urgh!im gona be sick! YAYS!~ juz now i play in the rain then kena scolding by my mom. hehe. bingit y'knw. ala u know la how mothers scold n nag n u know the rest.most probably my dad is flying off to bangkok again to mit uncle peter again this weekend.he kena stroke again n now</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113704285144201025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113704285144201025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113704285144201025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113704285144201025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-gona-be-sick-then-die-hahaha.html' title='im gona be sick. then die. hahaha.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113695437951200741</id><published>2006-01-11T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:39:39.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who Has The Bigger Jealous Streak? Guys or Girls?Studies show that  Men might be better at hiding it, since women tend to be a little more "emotional." But deep down, we're the same in that sense. Jealousy in both sexes stems from low self-esteem, this feeling of inferiority, which makes us vulnerable to feeling unappreciated and brings a fear of being cheated on or rejected.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113695437951200741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113695437951200741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113695437951200741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113695437951200741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-has-bigger-jealous-streak-guys-or.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113695394483222411</id><published>2006-01-11T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T12:32:24.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im gona die.</title><summary type='text'>i keep feeling pressure in breathing and nausea.but not everytime juz that its on and off. i think im gona die.i made my own research and below are the possibilities of the illness that i might be suffering from:   morning sickness - (this is sooo out of the factors coz im NOT PREGNANT)   heart diesease  -  (could be a possibility coz my grndfather died from this)   hepatitis c - (no idea)    im </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113695394483222411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113695394483222411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113695394483222411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113695394483222411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-gona-die.html' title='im gona die.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113689902272048458</id><published>2006-01-10T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T21:17:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new years' fireworks</title><summary type='text'>i know im kinda late for this but juz thot i could squeeze in anotha video. hahhs!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113689902272048458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113689902272048458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113689902272048458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113689902272048458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-fireworks.html' title='new years&apos; fireworks'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113689795013783808</id><published>2006-01-10T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:59:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimi, Astri, Yana &amp; Abby</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113689795013783808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113689795013783808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113689795013783808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113689795013783808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/kimi-astri-yana-abby.html' title='Kimi, Astri, Yana &amp; Abby'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113689724361964540</id><published>2006-01-10T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:47:23.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113689724361964540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113689724361964540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113689724361964540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113689724361964540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113678427523349564</id><published>2006-01-09T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T13:24:35.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>visit to hospital later today</title><summary type='text'>yesterday rain today rain. everyday oso rain.aiyoh.so cold.its like im freezing to death.last night talk to sayang til past midnight.started the conversation a little late tho'.niwae,had to end coz my dad got out of his room n saw me n abby hogging the fon. i hog the house fon. abby use abang's hp.oh n news flash,abby n adam are no more an item.reasons are kept confidential.ala.simple la.jealousy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113678427523349564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113678427523349564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113678427523349564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113678427523349564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/visit-to-hospital-later-today.html' title='visit to hospital later today'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113672166275574316</id><published>2006-01-08T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T13:12:06.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday went out wit sayang. hehe.wore a dress. red DKNY dress.never have i gone out wit sayang wearing a dress. serious. reason is; my dad kept seeing me wear jeans n he was kinda sick of the idea of me wearing the same old jeans over and over evrytime i go out wit sayang.n i ended up with that dress.cant wear the others coz the length is way way too short n there's too much cleavage.but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113672166275574316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113672166275574316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113672166275574316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113672166275574316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/yesterday-went-out-wit-sayang.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113654162654044798</id><published>2006-01-06T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T18:02:42.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to Fiza &amp; Shida.</title><summary type='text'>Friendship forged are construct stronger than steel, built as a foundation, necessary for life and necessary for love. Friends - you and me, you brought a friend, and then there were three, we started our group, our circle of friends, and like that circle there is no beginning or end - it is by chance we met, by choice we became friends. You had walked with me for so long that I was afraid to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113654162654044798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113654162654044798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113654162654044798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113654162654044798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/dedicated-to-fiza-shida.html' title='Dedicated to Fiza &amp; Shida.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113652662994539806</id><published>2006-01-06T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T13:50:29.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thats that</title><summary type='text'>i've made up my mind.after i've gone for the 3-day course, im gona be transfering to Mel's company.yes; im gona be resigning from my dad's co.being with my dad got alot of disagreements with my parents lah.then later it will become a big deal coz its a family affair.so doewan lah.i dont care how much they are gona pay me there.as far as im concern, it has nothing to do with family issues.i dont </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113652662994539806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113652662994539806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113652662994539806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113652662994539806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/thats-that.html' title='thats that'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113644806277103750</id><published>2006-01-05T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T16:06:55.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout;simple.</title><summary type='text'>adam; abby's new bf as of 010106, was thinking of going out with my sis together wit me n sayang.from wat abby says, he wants to make it like a doubledate.adam is abby's pri sch fren. now, from wat abby says, he's a hearthrob. *sticks out tongue*okay i duno okay. nvr seen the guy before. but stil i prefer syahir than adam. reason; confidential.da lah. duno lah.ooouhh ouhh. n i've changed my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113644806277103750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113644806277103750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113644806277103750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113644806277103750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-layoutsimple.html' title='new layout;simple.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113636674360246856</id><published>2006-01-04T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T17:25:43.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seriously speaking,im getting sick of this skin but then this skin provides lotsa space.haishh.nvm nvm.when i reli feels that its troublesome to keep on typing juz to freakin navigate this piece of shit,then will i change.other than that,wait for my mood lah.my mum's personal hairdresser is off. AGAIN. *slaps face*looks like recoloring of my hair will have to delay. stupit la.evrytime when i want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113636674360246856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113636674360246856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113636674360246856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113636674360246856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/seriously-speakingim-getting-sick-of.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113635424326645260</id><published>2006-01-04T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T17:15:22.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>was browsing thru alot of ppl's blog when i came upon this person's entries. *fiza, not u* juz someone from my past.im very stunned.VERY.the url will not be mentioned neither will the name of the person.okay.URGH!below is my speech to that person;juz bcoz of my fugly past,u're now telling everyone how bitchy i am? ok tell u wat. announce it to the whole world for all i care.get this; I DONT CARE.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113635424326645260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113635424326645260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113635424326645260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113635424326645260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/was-browsing-thru-alot-of-ppls-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113634607514186022</id><published>2006-01-04T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T12:55:57.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*fingers crossed*</title><summary type='text'>im gon dye my hair again today.RED KALERR.okay i admit. i dyed b4 this. but a natural shade lahh.dye oso after go for the treatment.my mum is soo gona be pissed.but nvm, dont care lah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113634607514186022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113634607514186022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113634607514186022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113634607514186022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/fingers-crossed.html' title='*fingers crossed*'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113627971896366789</id><published>2006-01-03T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T17:15:18.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bla bla bla</title><summary type='text'>gw nggak tau ngapa in tiap kali gw nelefon sayang these past few days, it alwaz doesnt turn out right.i duno la.mungkin kerna gw mikirin konyol ttg nya.haishh.nyokap gw udah pun knalin samanya.n so far,evrythg is on the right track.gw nggak tau deh ngapain sama gw si.frankly speaking,i nvr liked this.i nvr wanted any disagreements or quarrel btwn us deh.but if that ever happens,things would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113627971896366789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113627971896366789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113627971896366789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113627971896366789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/bla-bla-bla.html' title='bla bla bla'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113627270632337521</id><published>2006-01-03T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T15:18:26.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 Chevrolet Corvette Z06</title><summary type='text'>check this one out too..2006 Chevrolet Corvette																						   Z06.. nice oso eyy..  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113627270632337521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113627270632337521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113627270632337521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113627270632337521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006-chevrolet-corvette-z06.html' title='2006 Chevrolet Corvette Z06'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113627204403230217</id><published>2006-01-03T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T15:07:24.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spyker c8</title><summary type='text'>omg. this car is soo nice!~. just look at it. its soooo beautiful. maserati is stil my fav but i think this tops the chart.this is 2006 Spyker C8. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113627204403230217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113627204403230217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113627204403230217'/><link rel='self' 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suppose to be a bunny kimmie. but mamans hands are too fugly to be in the pic. presenting Maman n Kimmie. k. both are anak angkats in actual </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113611894530063249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113611894530063249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113611894530063249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113611894530063249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/kimmie-kissing-me-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113689698289008915</id><published>2006-01-01T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:43:02.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haji</title><summary type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA HAJI PEOPLE!!hehe.to tell u the truth.i'm on a strict diet.one meal a day n thats it.no snacks in between no more. no chocs.no ice-cream.no nothing.i reli need to reli diet. getting fatter as the day pass by. i doewan to be fat like pig. gotta hold back all the temptations of eating.well, abang hafiz commented "cheyy chacha da pandai makan sehh.bagos bagos.tak lamer nanti adik </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113611810658502093</id><published>2006-01-01T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T20:21:46.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most ridiculous wedding everrr</title><summary type='text'>okay. the wedding was so URGH!this girl. okay my makcik to be exact coz she n maman is cousin mahz. she talk to maman so like smooth but when maman pulled my hand, she look at me like as if i got do smthg wrong to her.she gila izit? i mean hello?!~ we're related u ass.i was holding kimi's hand n maman was pulling my other hand. dont tell me i look like maman's girlfriend. puh-lease lah.i've got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113611810658502093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113611810658502093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113611810658502093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113611810658502093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/most-ridiculous-wedding-everrr.html' title='most ridiculous wedding everrr'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113611656120672928</id><published>2006-01-01T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T19:56:01.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113611656120672928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113611656120672928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113611656120672928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113611656120672928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113611747106572658</id><published>2006-01-01T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T20:11:11.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Yr</title><summary type='text'>went to the the countdown wit sayang. wee!~actuali he was suppose to fetch me at 2 but called saying that he'd be late.but he came like around 3+ after that, we headed to great world city. n it was raining heavily.but it dont reli matter.we watch The Family Stone. show was okay i guess. hehhs.after that, we took a shuttle down to orchard road n was stuck in front of Lucky Plaa for quite awhile </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113611747106572658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113611747106572658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113611747106572658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113611747106572658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-yr.html' title='Happy New Yr'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113592557367651941</id><published>2005-12-30T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T15:00:08.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crisis</title><summary type='text'>ok i duno.i feel like playing the piano back. been 3 years since i quit Yamaha. only left one more exam to go to officially graduate. n i was so dumb to quit.well, reason was actually coz the class was already breaking up.LiL, Vanessa n Regina quit coz had their PSLE. Raymond took private.n i had to join another class n we didnt click.from Tan LeeLian (S'pore) to Jenny (Japan) to the Indo teacher</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113592557367651941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113592557367651941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113592557367651941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113592557367651941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/crisis.html' title='Crisis'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113592047023474595</id><published>2005-12-30T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T13:27:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gain one lose one.</title><summary type='text'>Yays!~ my dad allow me go out wit sayang tmr.everything will then be finalised when sayang call my dad later this afternoon.n on top of that,sayang is not working today. was hoggin on the fon wit him when he received the call. so that means, tonite i can talk to sayang. but not sure la coz he's going to his frenz pit.today is also Calvin's last day working as the chef for Spize Bistro. he's gona </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113592047023474595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113592047023474595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113592047023474595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113592047023474595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/gain-one-lose-one.html' title='gain one lose one.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113582912349258943</id><published>2005-12-29T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:05:23.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is 29th. tmr, 30th. that means i wont be able to talk to sayang tmr night. coz he's working. haishh.im not quite sure whether i can go out this saturday.my bro's going out. nvm lah, sayang will call my dad.not sure of the outcome tho'. hopefully can go out. *fingers crossed* */ sayang,even tho' u dun tag, u stil read kan. i wana apologise about ytd nite's conversation. but eventually, we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113582912349258943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113582912349258943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113582912349258943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113582912349258943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-is-29th.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113575101350380030</id><published>2005-12-28T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T14:23:33.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics for 261205</title><summary type='text'>Amir &amp; Marinah Fazli Big eyes but stil sayang eyes sepet as usual. Amir &amp; Marinah outside Apolo ctr this was the 1st shot. blur huhs. me n sayang sayang's singing (side view) 2nd shot by Marinah. me n sayang. me n Marinah Fazli singing. sayang err. hehhs. i anyhow take-take. i hands are so sucky. this one oso anyhow take-take OTC!!! sayang singing!~ i like this pose. nice eyy. me n my future </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113575101350380030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113575101350380030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113575101350380030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113575101350380030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/pics-for-261205.html' title='Pics for 261205'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113566386116501211</id><published>2005-12-27T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T18:01:58.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-bahx!</title><summary type='text'>-ARCHIVE SECTION IS RESTORED-yesterday went out with my sayang.we headed to Great World City to watch Narnia. */psst! Peter's cute.the show started at 2.40 n ended at 5+.we were quite early so go makan at Mac.after the movie, it took me quite a while before deciding to follow his siblings.then from Great World City, both me n my sayang took a cab to Apollo centre.there,met up with Fazli (sayang's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113566386116501211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113566386116501211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113566386116501211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113566386116501211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/bahx.html' title='-bahx!'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113550087844985400</id><published>2005-12-25T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T16:56:50.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><summary type='text'>upon reading hwee li's post dated 241205, i kinda feel the same.i do feel that me n her are drifting apart too.having those big fights that lasted for the whole of my sec sch life.n feeling like total strangers around each other.having one anothers' presence usually would be the most precious moments but now the atmosphere is different. i feel awkward. i know that nothing would ever change </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113550087844985400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113550087844985400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113550087844985400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113550087844985400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_25.html' title='-'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113550007164469900</id><published>2005-12-25T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T16:41:11.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shidah changed</title><summary type='text'>ytd was okay i guess.met up wit shidah while my mum n abby went to nyayi's house first.shidah nvr change abit.well, she did tho'.now she got fringe.yes; she now have bangs.but she's stil as skinny. -Bahxshe used to be a girl who is full of energybut ytd, she was like this girl who is like very different.its like as if she's become softer.wen i came, she only had like 10 mins before starting back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113550007164469900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113550007164469900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113550007164469900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113550007164469900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/shidah-changed.html' title='shidah changed'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113541392867839621</id><published>2005-12-24T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T17:08:27.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im stil slpy.</title><summary type='text'>okays. while my mum's taking a bathn abby is getting dressed,im here typing. hehe.going to nyayi's house.mum say want to take bus.but i wanna take taxi.i seriously hate taking a bus wit my mum.her "talk" will be damn long.niwaes, im gona be heading to parkway first.develop some pics. while im there,im gona pay shidah a visit.hehe.then tmr my dad's coming backn then sayang is gona call my dad coz </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113541392867839621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113541392867839621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113541392867839621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113541392867839621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-stil-slpy.html' title='im stil slpy.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113525506220867049</id><published>2005-12-22T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T21:24:56.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIDAH.WHERE ARE YOU?</title><summary type='text'>i saw fiza juz now.Wee!~so long nvr see her in person.didnt notice her actually coz she had to tap me from behind.hehe.i was at the airport coz my dad went to bangkok again.this time to mit up wit his old fren, peter.that time i've uploaded uncle peter and lahni's pic.yep. my dad's miting them.niwae, fiza was heading to Popeye. she's with liyana's kid sister; adlynna.saw a little girl with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113525506220867049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113525506220867049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113525506220867049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113525506220867049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/shidahwhere-are-you.html' title='SHIDAH.WHERE ARE YOU?'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113522195252153614</id><published>2005-12-22T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T13:35:41.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dum di dum dum dum dum</title><summary type='text'>ytd i had nothing better to do so i started bloghopping.then i saw hwee li's link and rinna's link.decided to drop by and check them out.hehe. they're like stil the same.how freakkin good is that.then juz now i visit hwee li's page.n i couldnt blive wat she rant in her bloggie.k. wait eh. lemme cut n paste.I can't believe Tasha tag my tagboard. It's like I haven't seen or hear anythin' from her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113522195252153614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113522195252153614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113522195252153614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113522195252153614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/dum-di-dum-dum-dum-dum.html' title='dum di dum dum dum dum'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113515522279378179</id><published>2005-12-21T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T16:53:42.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im tired</title><summary type='text'>im tired. urgh!working life is very tiring i admit.but then evrything pays off when its pay day.hehe.now im stealing bones.talking to sayang while typing here.okay i duno la.talk-talk oso tak betol.hehe. sayang and my parents even say now i talk not proper already.my dad says im trying to rush evrything.my mum says my mind is thinking about too much things.my sis say "tak lamer nanti kakak stress</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113515522279378179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113515522279378179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113515522279378179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113515522279378179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-tired.html' title='im tired'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113505089623310406</id><published>2005-12-20T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T11:54:56.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maman</title><summary type='text'>yesterday maman got back his n lvl results.he can go sec 5 but he so situuuupit.he say he'd rather go ite. bodoh nak mampos!then say he wana go la salle.ape je tau.but anyways, he scored 8 points.nice!~then got new hp.motorola. quite goddy looking ah and heavy.the camera function oso abit lousy.duno la he.then can stil brag bout how good it is.ala. whatever la.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113505089623310406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113505089623310406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113505089623310406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113505089623310406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/maman.html' title='Maman'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113499948721075755</id><published>2005-12-19T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T22:18:10.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck</title><summary type='text'>evrything i do now is all wrong. all mistakes. to ur eyes. to ur perspectives.why cant u juz put urself in my position. im working for gods sakes. while im workin my ass off, u're at home or maybe wit ur frenz havin fun. maybe appreciation is a quality u're lack of huhs.so now while here i am typing, u're outside karaoke-ing.juz GREAT!.maybe i should've followed Az when he offered me to go </summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113489679969917366</id><published>2005-12-18T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:06:40.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>171205</title><summary type='text'>saw weijie and shae ytd while out wit sayang. hehe. check out of myhouse at 11+ came home at 11+. 12hrs out wit sayang. couldnt ask formore. well,if was given a chance, i would like to spend every minutewit him. anyways,here are the pictures taken yesterday's date wit mysayang.  here's my sayang. hehe this one when we walk2, then i anyhow snap2. this one when waiting for the traffic light to turn</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113489679969917366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113489679969917366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113489679969917366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113489679969917366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/171205.html' title='171205'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113472059882837232</id><published>2005-12-16T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T16:09:58.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks of wait</title><summary type='text'>*SCREAMS*tomoro finally im miting my sayang..miss him alot seyy.2 weeks nvr mit.more of like a slow death occuring to me.then tmr abby ask me to bring the digicam along.so take more pickas wit sayang.then can upload here.heehee.then wait take many-many.so can make fafa jealous.- (Hah!)hehhs.but what to wear uh?another problem.haishh..cupboard fuckin full of clothesbut duno wat to wear.this is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113472059882837232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113472059882837232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113472059882837232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113472059882837232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/2-weeks-of-wait.html' title='2 weeks of wait'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113453647518310226</id><published>2005-12-14T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T13:08:24.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an opprobrious moment</title><summary type='text'>mood: skepticalyesterday, i got to know that Kak Hairanee was already in jail.n thats why she's been missing all this while.i didnt know til my dad came back ytd nite.me n her were so freakin close but drifted when my dad asked her to leave.actually, my dad knew bout this a long time agobut didnt wanna tell me.coz in my parents perspective,she was a bad influence to me.but she's not corrupted.why</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113453647518310226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113453647518310226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113453647518310226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113453647518310226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/opprobrious-moment.html' title='an opprobrious moment'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113444557651494026</id><published>2005-12-13T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:00:26.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boringg</title><summary type='text'>Phrase for the day : you cant lose something you never really had. On 101205,me,my mum n abby went out.abang on the other hand went out wit his new gf.suppose to go jln2 wit my grandmother and mumy.so mama n mumy plan to meet at Yayi's house first then go out.wen reach there,mumy was alredy there.apit n yana was there oso.but end up stuck there the whole day coz it seemed to be heavy rain.gossips</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113444557651494026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113444557651494026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113444557651494026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113444557651494026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/boringg.html' title='boringg'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113409800784886840</id><published>2005-12-09T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T11:13:27.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiyaaa..</title><summary type='text'>i msg su juz this morn. hehe.she's recovered from fever.n she's schooling. hehhs.then later she say if im bored, can call her.then can kecoh2. hehe. *YAYS!~*ytd nite hog on tha fon again wit sayang.i miss him alot!!n didnt folo my parents go send yana home and send my bro go for his driving.yup only me n abby at home.and as usual laa.abby watch tv and at the same time on the com.im very expected.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113409800784886840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113409800784886840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113409800784886840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113409800784886840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/haiyaaa.html' title='haiyaaa..'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113403350356550842</id><published>2005-12-08T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T17:22:28.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>General overview for Librans &amp; Cancerians</title><summary type='text'>General Libra Horoscope Overview for 2006                                  Home and family will keep you happily content and quite busy as the year begins -- straight through mid-March, at least. And you'll enjoy more than a bit of excitement in the romance department too, whether you're single or attached. The past few years have demanded that you learn to live with all kinds of surprises, so at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113403350356550842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113403350356550842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113403350356550842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113403350356550842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/general-overview-for-librans.html' title='General overview for Librans &amp; Cancerians'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113403249365189640</id><published>2005-12-08T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T17:01:33.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh i so love my parents</title><summary type='text'>my momma juz made me happy todayy..hahas..my salary was supposedly, as qouted by my dad, is 2k.juz now after me n my dad returned back to the ofc from the auditorial meeting,i gave my mum the breakdown for 2004 &amp; 2003 booklet.after 5 mins she browsed thru the booklets,she asked my dad "U,we're making. so how? khairul next year NS. so u wanna buy him car or give chacha a raise?"my dad said "kalau </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113403249365189640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113403249365189640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113403249365189640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113403249365189640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-i-so-love-my-parents.html' title='oh i so love my parents'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113401764150463024</id><published>2005-12-08T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:54:01.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my Mr. Md Haniffa.</title><summary type='text'>i miss my boyfriend.i miss my boyfriend.i miss my boyfriend.i miss my boyfriend.i miss my boyfriend.i miss my boyfriend. i fuckin miss him laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..i wanna mit him.....i wanna huuuggg him.....i wanna kiss himm....arrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!dad's going off in 2 days time past midnite.so this weekend canot mit.i was thinking of maybe goingout wit him on a weekday wen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113401764150463024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113401764150463024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113401764150463024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113401764150463024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-miss-my-mr-md-haniffa.html' title='i miss my Mr. Md Haniffa.'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113393207226657424</id><published>2005-12-07T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T13:09:44.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>('',)</title><summary type='text'>he's handsome lahh. hehe.actually i got nothing better to do.but he's reli cute.abby got crush on him.and i admit. i do too. hehhs.=X</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113393207226657424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113393207226657424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113393207226657424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113393207226657424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_07.html' title='(&apos;&apos;,)'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113392876683456428</id><published>2005-12-07T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T12:12:46.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abby's bad nite</title><summary type='text'>yesterday abby went out wit riza n they took neos.all nice2.. later if got time, i scan n put at the marquee.hehhs.then fetched yana otw sending adek home.yana was supposedly to sleep between me n abby but then abby doewan.so me n her carefully intend to carry her to abby's side when she was slpg.we kept laughing and end up juz pushing her. *sorry yana*.i couldnt slp well actually coz there wasnt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113392876683456428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113392876683456428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113392876683456428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113392876683456428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/abbys-bad-nite.html' title='abby&apos;s bad nite'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113385659661734071</id><published>2005-12-06T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:09:56.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala~</title><summary type='text'>im freakkin alone. and bored. parents went to the auditor wit paman rosli.abang sch. abbie went out.called him but he ask to call later.aiyaa..im bored. im bored.im alone. im alone.sheesh.oh yah. tonite yana is slping over at my place.i so cant wait til tonite when she comes.then can take picture many many wit her.then wait i upload many many oso.wee~..hehe..juz now around lunh time, zam waved </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113385659661734071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113385659661734071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113385659661734071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113385659661734071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/lala.html' title='lala~'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113384029328594889</id><published>2005-12-06T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T14:41:36.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont wanna get involved.</title><summary type='text'>ytd came back at 11+pm.  was at aunty imah's house.irfan and the rest were there. and that someone was there too.all those who were involved in the previous year's incident was being asked to come down.abby was not being called coz she wasnt even involved. neither was my bro.i was freakkin alone.  n there was like a lecture then like evryone has to like compromise.in the end, evryone made their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113384029328594889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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dec</title><summary type='text'>yesterday met sayang. hehe. soo long nvr mit him.  (1 week 2 days ,actually).then we go walk2 at town before joining his younger sis and his elder bro at bugis.my throat was not on my side ytd. kept coughing evry now and then.aft miting them at starbucks,took pic (card one; i'll upload tmr if i've got the time) aft jln2 at edge.aft that, the four of us walked all tha way to marina square go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113369617417772644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113369617417772644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113369617417772644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113369617417772644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/0304-dec.html' title='03/04 dec'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113351628589975090</id><published>2005-12-02T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T17:38:05.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my ass hurts!</title><summary type='text'>my ass hurts!!the whole day here i am sitting in front of the com.it freakingly hurts.seriously it does hurts.i guess my ass is expanding.in the process of expanding to the extreme.ahh!! FUCK!it HURTS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113351628589975090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113351628589975090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113351628589975090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113351628589975090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-ass-hurts.html' title='my ass hurts!'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113333026765291151</id><published>2005-11-30T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T13:57:47.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>office wear haishh..</title><summary type='text'>i've been forced by my mum to wear the skirt.its dark green. first when i see, i didnt like it.but when i wore it, bole tahan.. quite nice.then had to wear the office blouse.yups, im in office wear today.i've been forced coz later at 3+ got meeting at Mr. Shee's ofc.kena follow my dad and i will have to wear appropriately.cannot wear jeans la. no tanks la. haishh.like it or not, have to wear.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113333026765291151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113333026765291151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113333026765291151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113333026765291151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/office-wear-haishh.html' title='office wear haishh..'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113315912851095257</id><published>2005-11-28T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T14:36:55.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck! im sick!</title><summary type='text'>gave shidah a buzz juz now. she was on the way to her working place already.oh how i've missed her. she misses me too. aww~niwae,me n her has agreed that we both would go out and go shopping together.just the both of us.as for me, anytime i can off. its all up to her.she's gona tell me when she's gona off and then our journey to shopping begins.hehhs.after that of course, we go bankrupt. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113315912851095257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113315912851095257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113315912851095257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113315912851095257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/fuck-im-sick.html' title='fuck! im sick!'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113308053343440947</id><published>2005-11-27T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T16:35:33.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drastic Change</title><summary type='text'>i've erased my past.not in here tho' but the memories.there aint a memory left to treasure no more for this thing called friendship.all has gone their separate ways. so have i. some stil wana relive the past. reminiscing those happy and sad times. well. not me. count me out. i've made my decision. and its final. nothing is ever gonna make me relive the past. wats done is done. im not turning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113308053343440947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113308053343440947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113308053343440947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113308053343440947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/drastic-change.html' title='Drastic Change'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113307197529610682</id><published>2005-11-27T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T14:12:55.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dum di dum</title><summary type='text'>this is like the first time i ever woke up early on a sunday sia.normally i would wake up at around 2-4pm but surprisingly, i woke up at 10am. hehe.the reason why i woke up is coz i was hungry. yah.. my stomach is calling for food. if not, dont even think i would wake up unless it was my dad givin me a wake-up call. hehhs.okayy. im bored.so so bored.tomoro start work again. i so cant wait for pay</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113307197529610682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113307197529610682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113307197529610682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113307197529610682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/dum-di-dum.html' title='dum di dum'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113301869777855417</id><published>2005-11-26T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T23:24:57.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aniq's &amp; Adib's Birthday Party</title><summary type='text'>today was soo fun. soo many babies all around me. weeeee~okay. adib n aniq are twins.they're my cousins. hehe.they're oh-so-cute.but when they scream, i can go deaf. i swear.aniwaes, my bro didnt go with us. reason is coz keshvin is going in forNS this coming week so this is sort of like a celebration before keshgoes. the trios. Faizal. My bro. n Kesh. stil friendship of theirs aregoing on strong</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113301869777855417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113301869777855417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113301869777855417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113301869777855417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/aniqs-adibs-birthday-party.html' title='Aniq&apos;s &amp; Adib&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113290323716579716</id><published>2005-11-25T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T15:23:29.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 4 months anni that was screwed up.</title><summary type='text'>me n sayang are already officially 4 months since yesterday. n yep. we did went out on a date. n i did work. but half-day. he fetch me at 2pm. yes,he fetch me at my mum's ofc.i duno la but to me, evrythg didnt seem like wat it used to.it was different.i felt like as if there's some changes that im not really aware of. at first, i juz disregarded the feelings and thots juz so i could prevent any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113290323716579716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im wearing a dress today. a Pink with orange stripes knitted striking coloured dress.yes. a dress.its been ages since i last wore a dress. hahas.  and i can see how big my ass look. sheesh. i soo gotta go on a diet. i dont care. i need to lose some weight. not gain. not that my fats are bulging out so much but nahh. i juz need to maintain my figure back. but i feel so darn lazy. shida ajak me go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113272770500751435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113272770500751435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113272770500751435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113272770500751435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-wearing-dress-today.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113272544724698154</id><published>2005-11-23T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T13:57:27.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was the last time ever that im gonna be wearing that brown-black-white checkered skirt with that beige blouse with the bts logo embroidered at the left side. coz ytd was the last paper. i knew this day would come somehow or rather.after the paper, all were given the cca certs, leaving certs and the eligibility for 3 months jc/pre-u course. of course i was one in a million. know why? i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113272544724698154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113272544724698154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113272544724698154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113272544724698154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/yesterday-was-last-time-ever-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113203102334051243</id><published>2005-11-15T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:03:43.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay people. i've cut my hair.and on top of that, rebonded it too.i despise my looks now. coz i look like a louhan.n the hair is wayy wayyy too flat.but nvm laa. done oredi. haishh.niwaes, for art juz now, i only did 2 prep study.haha. then my final piece is soo like a primary school one.i did on refreshments but either way, it reli suck.then after art exam, went to banquet wit fiza and go makan.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113203102334051243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113203102334051243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113203102334051243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113203102334051243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-people.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113203163602672821</id><published>2005-11-14T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:13:56.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went raya-ing wit sayang n his frenz. n my feet is killin me.we went to a couple of houses and i didnt go all tha way with them coz my dad rang me up and asked me to be home by 10.30. sayang sent me home. by the time we reached bedok, it was already 10+ but then got home at 11.30 nearing to midnight oredi. hehhs.as usual, i got scolded. -bleahx!n i got saved by kak azlyenda. coz wen my dad was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113203163602672821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113203163602672821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113203163602672821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113203163602672821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/went-raya-ing-wit-sayang-n-his-frenz.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113180976592653780</id><published>2005-11-12T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T23:44:05.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113180976592653780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113180976592653780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113180976592653780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113180976592653780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113180995673881529</id><published>2005-11-12T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T23:39:16.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>didnt manage to get sayang's photo but then got this pic. was actually unintentional.hehhs. he's in the background. foreground is Taufiq.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113180995673881529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113180995673881529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113180995673881529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113180995673881529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/didnt-manage-to-get-sayangs-photo-but.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113180770758963262</id><published>2005-11-12T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T23:01:47.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im so the tired but happy.  hehe. shida &amp; kak ima came. followed by t-birds. then my sayang. later on then Marissa and friend, Adhibah.  wouish.. i didnt quite layan they all actually except for shida and marissa. hehhs. duno la y. then somor my dad "interviewed" sayang.  hehe. niwae,now they know the guy that i love in person.hehe.  shida n kak ima came at 4+ til aft 7+. know why? coz i asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113180770758963262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113180770758963262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113180770758963262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113180770758963262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-so-tired-but-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113176765750879828</id><published>2005-11-12T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T11:54:17.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my house is sooo gonna be packed today. simply coz got open house. arrgghh.. then somore Fara is sleeping over at my house.    im gonna be so tired. expect me whining.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113176765750879828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113176765750879828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113176765750879828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113176765750879828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-house-is-sooo-gonna-be-packed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113169607242422258</id><published>2005-11-11T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:01:12.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okayys. todays math paper, i totally screwed up. reason is; i GABRA.  some sub qns i didnt manage to complete it. i duno la why im like this. brain disfunction i guess. haishh. ohh well, its okayy lahh. over oredi. no use braggin bout it.  just like the past.  as to many friendster users may know,i have a cousin that goes by the nick of NanaSpade (used to be RissaGucci). u see, we used to be damn</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113169607242422258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113169607242422258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113169607242422258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113169607242422258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/okayys.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113161383317074782</id><published>2005-11-10T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T17:10:33.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>didnt cut my hair. my personal hairdresser is on leave. of course her assistant is there but i dont trust her assistant uhh. ahh nvm laa..  niwae, the reason behind me creating another url is bcoz im freaking upset. my thinking was to like not let * knw bout the way that i am now. if i'd write evrythg here, it will like be dropping *'s waterface and will result in a disaster. but come to think of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113161383317074782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113161383317074782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113161383317074782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113161383317074782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/didnt-cut-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113159438159915264</id><published>2005-11-10T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T11:46:21.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey hey. i know its been quite awhile since i last updated here. well,i've been like blogging on another url.only one person knows about it.shan't reveal the name and the url tho'.  as you can see,i've refurbished the skin.yea.i felt that this is like so much cooler than the ordinary ones.with the navigator and stuff.hehe.did this ytd nite.damn unique mann.but one setback,i've tried to like y'knw</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113159438159915264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113159438159915264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113159438159915264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113159438159915264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113091444561944838</id><published>2005-11-02T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T14:54:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeayay! tmr hari raya oredi. hehhs.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113091444561944838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113091444561944838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113091444561944838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113091444561944838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/11/yeayay-tmr-hari-raya-oredi.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113077719972245964</id><published>2005-10-31T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T00:46:39.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>juz now supposedly to buke wit mr hamdi n classmates but ended up going on a date wit my boyfriend. noe y? coz mr hamdi keep changing the venue til i got so fed up with all the last minute changing. then somore they all gona pray first before buke and all know wat my situation like how.then mit them at 7.30. then from 6+ til 7+ im gona be alone. so i figured i mite as well go out wit my boyfriend</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113077719972245964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113077719972245964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113077719972245964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113077719972245964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/10/juz-now-supposedly-to-buke-wit-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-113048171433729406</id><published>2005-10-28T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T14:41:54.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally, i've graduated from btss. graduation day ytd was okay i guess.i thot it totally sucked coz there wasnt any prom nite.sucky rite? but its okay. its the thot that counts rite?  after the ceremony of speeches n singing,4e1 &amp; 4e2 took lotsa pickas.i did too.many of which are so dear to me.such as fiza,shida,hwee li and rinna.so here it begins ; the start of a new beginning huhs. well,juz for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/113048171433729406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=113048171433729406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113048171433729406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/113048171433729406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/10/finally-ive-graduated-from-btss.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112999522784606471</id><published>2005-10-22T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T23:33:47.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know i know. its been ages since i last updated this bloggie. hehe. no time laa. well, not that i prepare for my 'o's. but then going out on dates. hehhs. cheeky huhs. yea i know. not that i went out with other guys or wat, but wit my boyfie laa. who else. yah.. Mr Md Haniffa.well, juz ytd, my hp kena confiscate by my mum. shit la. make life difficult onli sehhs. but watever. now since im </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/112999522784606471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=112999522784606471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112999522784606471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112999522784606471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112962717090158396</id><published>2005-10-18T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T17:19:30.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shida,i understand u.i know the entire situation.its okay for u to feel that way.i myself treat ur family as my 2nd family.anggap ibu as my own mum and ur sis n bro as my own sibs.dont feel sorry.you have the right to feel that way.n btw,im not offended.not even one bit.seriously.and its okay if u've hurt me emotionally (but more physically with those pinching of urs..heehee),but i've put that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/112962717090158396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=112962717090158396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112962717090158396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112962717090158396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/10/shida-i-understand-u.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112953538010522767</id><published>2005-10-17T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:49:40.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cant blive so many ppl rmbrd my b'day. sheesh!hp beeping non-stop.now im slpy.very slpy. got panda eyes.hahas. then juz now, bernard called home.saying that i missed lotsa classes.n he expects me to go sch tmr.haiya.doewan ehh.dun care la.im stil not going.tmr oredi plan to mit him.haishh.then this one another one.my b'day then wana make me fed up.haishh.spoil my mood oredi.fuck la.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/112953538010522767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=112953538010522767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112953538010522767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112953538010522767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/10/cant-blive-so-many-ppl-rmbrd-my-bday.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112927324252111930</id><published>2005-10-14T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T15:00:42.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Average PoneytailYou're the type of person that has the tendency tokeep it real, you're funny, but you know whento be serious if the time calls. You are laidback, and you're intellectual, you'd besurprised how many people look up to you! What hairstyle suits your personality? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/112927324252111930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=112927324252111930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112927324252111930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112927324252111930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/10/average-poneytail-youre-type-of-person.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112772022928751684</id><published>2005-09-26T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T15:37:09.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's physics paper was damn hard. well, i didnt study for it. well,-duh. precisely. didnt even undrstnd what the question was asking for.but wth.hahas.  the vcd which shida was suppose to lend me was delayed.ibu didnt let me.shida said ibu say after exam then can.  sayang fetch me home after school juz now.met up wit him at banquet together wit shida.then after that walked home wit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/112772022928751684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=112772022928751684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112772022928751684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112772022928751684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/09/todays-physics-paper-was-damn-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112764896174374001</id><published>2005-09-25T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:49:21.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to adlynn, well,i can agree that it is bad. but if having to like confront and if the other party had a different mindset,then wouldnt it like make it worse? anyway,me n fiza are now okay.that was juz a mere misunderstanding.but we got it all sorted out tho'.btw,thanks for the comments aite. appreciate it lots.to ruq, eyy grl..friendships do have their ups and downs.typical.hehe.kinda like us oso</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/112764896174374001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=112764896174374001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112764896174374001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112764896174374001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-adlynn-welli-can-agree-that-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112737160726000085</id><published>2005-09-22T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T14:48:27.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was one such expected day.firstly, obviously i didnt study for both papers so i kinda got stuck. b4 the first paper,i oredi gabra like hell.hahas.then i can day dream somor. same goes for math paper 1.hahas.didnt study so i juz write crap.hehe.hamdi was there wat.need to action-action la.secondly,was very very much expected that she went wit that girl.wen we didnt wait for her,she makes us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/112737160726000085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=112737160726000085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112737160726000085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112737160726000085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-was-one-such-expected-day.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112730346081466657</id><published>2005-09-21T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T14:48:47.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was the start of prelims. n guess wat.?! i even got more than enuf time to sleep. cool huhs!~ after that went home to change then net up wit sayang. the background is new. juz uploaded. taken at east coast beach. hees.if it wasnt for ida-rufio,i wouldnt have gone in to post my entry. hahas.niwae,seems so obvious in the eyes of evryone that my friendship with shidah are blooming once again. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/112730346081466657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=112730346081466657' 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now somore his sch timetable change n he's like always gona be dismissed late. how the heck am i suppose to meet him like last time? do i even have time for him coz prelims coming? im soo not sure. i reli wanna mit him. juz listening to his voice on the fone im not satisfies. i wanna mit him. is that too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/feeds/112636373054440219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15035707&amp;postID=112636373054440219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112636373054440219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15035707/posts/default/112636373054440219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartthis.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-been-over-1-week-since-last-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112624710652041878</id><published>2005-09-10T06:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T14:53:37.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was one hell of a day for me.n for that,now i kena pressed charges from that fucking woman. damn shithead.as usual,my dad gimmie his keys to start the engine n juz drive to the shelter onli. so i went out the house first la.then go this car, toyota vios, silver colour. she kept reversing and accelerating so when she finally came to a stop,i thot it would be best if i drove the van out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>taz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721889552403033800</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15035707.post-112606958646294019</id><published>2005-09-08T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T13:06:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im bored! im bored! im sick! im sick!  here i am, in my mum's ofc.. helping her out.. answering phone calls.. make bookings.. but in actual fact, i should be at home rite now.. resting my head off.. had no choice but to follow her coz no one's gona be at home to take care of me.. sure my bro could but he's schooling n sometimes he doesnt come back home til about 8 pm.. my sis wants to follow my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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