<?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-7498390898189029771</id><updated>2011-08-03T05:16:52.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SECOND ONE!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-875585482084815214</id><published>2009-09-07T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T11:01:46.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MOVED TO WORDPRESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVE OVER BLOGGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE WORDPRESS IS BETTER. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.izyayayan.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.izyayayan.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go see and comment. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some entertainment for you. LOL. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzj9z8QDTfU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzj9z8QDTfU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-875585482084815214?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/875585482084815214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=875585482084815214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/875585482084815214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/875585482084815214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/09/moved-to-wordpress-move-over-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8205465535903881780</id><published>2009-09-05T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:28:21.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have no idea why i cannot public-ise my blog!!?! Help meeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8205465535903881780?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8205465535903881780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8205465535903881780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8205465535903881780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8205465535903881780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-no-idea-why-i-cannot-public-ise.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1913482161361987927</id><published>2009-09-04T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:53:57.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when my heart gets too close to him, i try to avoid it. But idk why, this time it seems more harder than last time. Idk. Idk.&lt;br /&gt;anywaaaaaays, learningfest was tiring ehhh. Hahahaaha. Plus plus, ashri and zharif very irritating, but entertaining. I like. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, smlm  buke puasa ngn kwn kwn jade GEREK!! Hahahaha. Swensens with cousins pon gerek. Hahahaha. Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to,tdo, night. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . Hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1913482161361987927?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1913482161361987927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1913482161361987927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1913482161361987927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1913482161361987927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-my-heart-gets-too-close-to-him-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7432870326674971041</id><published>2009-09-02T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:01:20.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heeeeey, sorry for privating my blog. Had some ersonal problems. Ummm, sch was nice today. Super hyper. Especially whn i'm with di. (: but gt no su, tk complete. Watching idol and blogging on my phone now, kay. Nk yak yak. BYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7432870326674971041?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7432870326674971041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7432870326674971041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7432870326674971041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7432870326674971041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/09/heeeeey-sorry-for-privating-my-blog_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-2798766536550834157</id><published>2009-09-02T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:01:13.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heeeeey, sorry for privating my blog. Had some ersonal problems. Ummm, sch was nice today. Super hyper. Especially whn i'm with di. (: but gt no su, tk complete. Watching idol and blogging on my phone now, kay. Nk yak yak. BYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-2798766536550834157?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2798766536550834157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=2798766536550834157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2798766536550834157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2798766536550834157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/09/heeeeey-sorry-for-privating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8424638793939537052</id><published>2009-08-31T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T14:44:37.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, i've finally gitten my new phone. Like finally lah eh!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so teachers day was okay. Really tiring, but fun. Eehh, seriously, lost4words damn BAGOS laaaaaaaaaah! Hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;The dance was DAMN NICE I TELL YOUUUU!! So happy me. Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, i wanna sleeeep.&lt;br /&gt;ps: i'm using my phone to update this. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8424638793939537052?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8424638793939537052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8424638793939537052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8424638793939537052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8424638793939537052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes-ive-finally-gitten-my-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3323940654389418902</id><published>2009-08-29T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:21:51.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my favourites for Singapore Idol are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FARHAN SHAH!&lt;br /&gt;FAIZAL!&lt;br /&gt;SEZAIRI!&lt;br /&gt;MAE!&lt;br /&gt;SYLTRA!&lt;br /&gt;FATHIN AMIRA!&lt;br /&gt;TABITHA!&lt;br /&gt;SLYVIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Kay.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, busy busy week. Tired. Stress. Exams coming. Kay lah, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o0avDwfyXb8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o0avDwfyXb8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUA50iVvCgY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUA50iVvCgY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish i was her. she's really lucky that you like her. seriously..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3323940654389418902?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3323940654389418902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3323940654389418902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3323940654389418902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3323940654389418902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-favourites-for-singapore-idol-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-4884185521589779393</id><published>2009-08-23T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:25:39.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saaaad.&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina made me super jealous ytd. ): AND I DON'T LIKE HIM LAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Azimah is greedy, oh, wait, i cannot feel. but i can feel sadness and jeolousy lah. (:&lt;br /&gt;AZIMAH, I WANT IT BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Tak baik tau greedy greedy bile Bulan Ramadhan. (: Heheh. *wriggles eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Ali(Imran) is lame lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah, you evil sey agreeing that i'm abnormal. ): HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;uhh kay, i think i've answered all tags. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaay, there's like a majlis buka at my house today.&lt;br /&gt;i helped, abit only. only the arranging plate part. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;pemalas eh me. (:&lt;br /&gt;ooooohhh, just now on channel5 got THE RON CLARK STORYY!(The Triumph).&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH, 2EMERALD O8 MOMENT SEYY! Thanks ZakiDarsuni for sms-ing. hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, oh, and did i tell you i ABSOLUTELY have a thing for FarhanShah?&lt;br /&gt;HE'S SO TALENTED uh! GO GO GO FARHANNN! WILL BE SUPPORTING YOU ALL THE WAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;*He's on singapore idol(:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh, idk what else to say uh.&lt;br /&gt;kay dah, BYE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp; love. *muacks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-4884185521589779393?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4884185521589779393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=4884185521589779393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4884185521589779393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4884185521589779393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/saaaad.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3809516047111189981</id><published>2009-08-20T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:42:16.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alamk, now i know why i no mood.&lt;br /&gt;cause Azimah stole my feelings. Hahahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;Azimahhhhh, please give it back.. ): *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Diyanah, Syazwan(Topaz), Hafiz, Shaf, Imran, SabZa, Sab, Su and some others. hahahaa. you guys make me feel again.&lt;br /&gt;only i dont feel cmplete, cause Azimah still keeping some of my feelings. Naughty girlszx. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh.. thats all i can type for now.&lt;br /&gt;Kay dah, Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're worth the wait, seriously. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3809516047111189981?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3809516047111189981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3809516047111189981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3809516047111189981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3809516047111189981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/alamk-now-i-know-why-i-no-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-316062292243677589</id><published>2009-08-19T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:06:46.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, short post.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have no feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling motionless every afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;idontknow why.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm a robot.&lt;br /&gt;i've had this sour mood ever since monday.&lt;br /&gt;am i abnormal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-316062292243677589?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/316062292243677589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=316062292243677589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/316062292243677589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/316062292243677589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8164718748749443497</id><published>2009-08-17T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:44:50.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men, Boys and Their STUPIDITY</title><content type='html'>i hate men.&lt;br /&gt;you know why? &lt;br /&gt;cause they all have high egos.&lt;br /&gt;they cannot walk away from a fight.&lt;br /&gt;who ends up getting hurt?&lt;br /&gt;the people they love.&lt;br /&gt;you know wht i hate more then men,&lt;br /&gt;Boys. they're so immature.&lt;br /&gt;already immature tu buat hal immature uh. jgn nk step besar. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, Men, Boys. they're all just out to ruin the lives of people that they love. thanks uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have all the gentlemen gone?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8164718748749443497?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8164718748749443497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8164718748749443497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8164718748749443497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8164718748749443497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/men-boys-and-their-stupidity.html' title='Men, Boys and Their STUPIDITY'/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8634093979163777631</id><published>2009-08-16T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:50:57.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>semalam i call you tak answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaaa. that song is in my head. not only that, but also I Swear. Aiyooooo. ): people who know me well should know why i don't want that particular song stuck in my head. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. still need to do karangan. sheeesh. Nuraini, i give you your karangan on Tuesday kay? Hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;eh, youtube lag laaaaahh! bong bong btol. ):&lt;br /&gt;kay, ytd went for lunch with Jade. went there with Mus cause we finish Mendaki. eh. wait for the bus damn tak long kay?! stresss. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. today Madrasah oral. was okay. i good at pray and and wudhu'. it's a way of life, mesti lah bagos. peace(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8634093979163777631?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8634093979163777631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8634093979163777631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8634093979163777631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8634093979163777631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/semalam-i-call-you-tak-answer.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-2373106844893569981</id><published>2009-08-14T08:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:41:44.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now in sch. taking oppourtunity. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;umm.. kay, today will be celebrating Papa's birthday with cousins and all. (:&lt;br /&gt;but sadly, KakIna cannot come.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;kay, teachers day audi was like damn NICE . kay, not damn, but uhh.. kay. nvrmind. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to those who made it.&lt;br /&gt;kay, idk wht else to say.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you or, 130809 eh eh eh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;  got something to say to Imran(BROWNFREAK!)&lt;br /&gt;eh, you. you brown like the ground sey! hahaha. kay it lame lah. but seriously, you're so brown tht you camouflage with the trees okay. so i am not jealous. i repeat, I AM *NOT* JEALOUS!. :P i hate you brown. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-2373106844893569981?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2373106844893569981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=2373106844893569981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2373106844893569981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2373106844893569981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/heyyy-okay-now-in-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1621006312389199390</id><published>2009-08-11T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:43:15.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey you you i wanna wish you a a BIG BIG HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm doing it now incase i cannot do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and besides, its like alrdy after Maghrib, and in Islam, after Maghrib it's alrdy the next day. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SABRINA BTE SAMEON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's like REALLY AWESOME to have a friend like you. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAYANG KAU MANY MANY! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; To Papa also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smoga panjang umur, dan murah rezeki!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehehe. jgn luper BELANJE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so today overall was okay  guess. nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i get like SUPER PARANOID *sings JB song. LOL* in the morning because of the fly fly thingys. seriously laaaaaaah. eeeeeeeeeeyeerrrrrrrrrr. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;oh, reason why i can use the laptop is because AbngDosh has like some match(floorball) with AbngWan. Hehehe. My brother against my cousin, who win? ME lah. kay mepek.&lt;br /&gt;ummmm.. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;idk what else to say lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, life has been upsie and downsie lately.&lt;br /&gt;but i've been making full use of it. ever since i turned 15, i've like told myself to like become a better less sensitive person. and all the bad things that just happened in my life, i turn them to positive things like singing or making funny faces or just writing in my fanfiction.(which is btw like dead. hahahahaa. my writer's block damn long eh. from last yr/ (:)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i just like want to tell people, especially my friends who are having problem, just keep on changing all you negative thoughts to positive thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i want to talk about Ego. i realise that guys really do have HUGE egos, but not only them, girls too. most girls think they don't, but actually they do. i mean okay lah, everyone has huge egos, but some can control them. i know of people who can't, like Justin Seah etc.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to say that even if you think another arty has high ego, don't just straightforwardly tell them(tho i know sometimes i do tell straightforwardly) but look at yourself first. reflect on yourself before you reflect on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly i want to talk about relationships. okay. so people when they fall in love, they badly want to stead with the guy/girl. but did you like think through? like in the future, after your like second month together then suddenly you feel like you're just so sick of the person, what would you do? fight? break up? just give up? if you keep doing that, you will NEVER be in a relationship that would last for a long time. you have to make it work. you have to realise each others flaws before you move on to the next step. you have to put effort to try and make it work. you just have to. you cannot just dream that it would just fall into our hands. you have to make it work. i mean if you're not ready to commit to all these like late night calls, going somewhere together always, bill rising and all, then i don't think you should be in a relationship now. that's all. and also. like if you already are committed, what about your other party? for a good realtionship to work, you have to work on both ends of it. must work together lah kirekan.&lt;br /&gt;even though people tend to open more to their friends, it doesnt mean that they dont care for their partner. they do, only they put friends first, bit boy/girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.. kay, i seriously don't know why i'm saying all this lah eh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;but it's just advice lah for teenagers(like me). don't get into a realtionship if you don' know how to handle it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired by my friend to write this. hope everything works out for the two of you.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SABRINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and Papa! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1621006312389199390?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1621006312389199390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1621006312389199390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1621006312389199390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1621006312389199390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-hey-you-you-i-wanna-wish-you-a-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-4292511564659687198</id><published>2009-08-10T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:36:37.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. okay, like yesterday was FREAKING AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;a day out with my cousins is totally worth it. (:&lt;br /&gt;we went to ECP. actually want to cycle, but ended up lepak-ing alot.&lt;br /&gt;played beach football. watched the HUGE Singapore flag. saw the lights of fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;helicopters. did pledge moment, but no correctly. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;and s damn freaking much more!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE! POPEYES IS YUM!(:&lt;br /&gt;Today was also another AWESOME day!&lt;br /&gt;kay, went to Jusco, i terlanggar a mani uh.&lt;br /&gt;then it drop. Azri help me angkat, then the hand beome senget.&lt;br /&gt;we all kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY SIA!&lt;br /&gt;i have the photo, but as you know, comp spoil.&lt;br /&gt;kay, gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-4292511564659687198?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4292511564659687198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=4292511564659687198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4292511564659687198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4292511564659687198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/heyyy-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8621557265798338394</id><published>2009-08-07T18:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:25:37.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, short post.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to watch HARRY POTTER.&lt;br /&gt;like so slow kn me?! aiyahh! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i find it to be quite nice uh. (:&lt;br /&gt;melts for Radcliffe and Felton! (:&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. so will be watching either UP or G.IJoe with cousins later.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;ndp celebs were crazy thanks to Di and Su and the NPCC guys at the back and sup's eheeem. *wriggles eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha. renoma oi! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhh.. wish could serve longer but can't.&lt;br /&gt;ugh, it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings are torn. i'm staying strong. (:&lt;br /&gt;i am so OVER YOU. seriously. for real. you both just suck the life out of me. i'm so much happier WITHOUT you TWO! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tnzTCWpp0k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8621557265798338394?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8621557265798338394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8621557265798338394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8621557265798338394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8621557265798338394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-people-okay-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-600188078367762390</id><published>2009-08-02T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T16:17:13.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, i'm really really sorry thth i have no photos of my SL Farewell dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn, it really sucks eh to have a spoilt computer. ):&lt;br /&gt;i wanna put tht really nice photo of me and AAS eh. );&lt;br /&gt;he smile with teeth CUTE bodoh!&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, table number 6 DAMN KECOH! Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;was nice to deco the place. nice to siap for one hour eh Di! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;make up. i looked nice. hahahah. puji diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, Azimah, i wanna say sorry to you. i feel really bad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love all my seniors, and my loved. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Bye all! &lt;br /&gt;sorry no pictures. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-600188078367762390?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/600188078367762390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=600188078367762390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/600188078367762390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/600188078367762390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-4962667333760509947</id><published>2009-07-30T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:03:40.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh damn, i'm like SUPER excited for tomorrow seyyy!&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSHH!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;today was a good AAS day. hahahaa. we together together bully each other. (:&lt;br /&gt;uhhh.. tomorrow gt SS and Maths test. ):&lt;br /&gt;ruin my day sey! BOOO! )':&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay uhhh..&lt;br /&gt;AAS is cute lah kay. hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sab, i no like smile with teeth. hehe. not cute kay! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-4962667333760509947?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4962667333760509947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=4962667333760509947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4962667333760509947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4962667333760509947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-damn-im-like-super-excited-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3151374555063441976</id><published>2009-07-29T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:03:45.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i'll try to blog properly.&lt;br /&gt;todays assembly play was far less enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;i prefered ytd some how. haha.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. elds was good. pure geog was talking about marriage and perfect guy/girl with the malay excluding haiekal sab syeqal.&lt;br /&gt;mt was sleepy. uhh.. thts all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, this is so not proper. i'm really sorry for it uh.&lt;br /&gt;been tough with no comp. ):&lt;br /&gt;plus, happy birthday MattProkop. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye all. take care!&lt;br /&gt;imissyou, butiloveanother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M EXCITED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR THIS FRIDAY! :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3151374555063441976?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3151374555063441976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3151374555063441976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3151374555063441976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3151374555063441976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-ill-try-to-blog-properly.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8447797994007130458</id><published>2009-07-28T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:25:42.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i seriously cant beleive i can layan qi xiang. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;haha. assembly play was fun. me like. now left tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon jannah!&lt;br /&gt;gosh it sucks to have a spoilt comp. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8447797994007130458?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8447797994007130458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8447797994007130458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8447797994007130458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8447797994007130458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-seriously-cant-beleive-i-can-layan-qi.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-4859642277626801892</id><published>2009-07-26T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:33:36.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;TRAVIS MICHAEL GARLAND! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-4859642277626801892?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4859642277626801892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=4859642277626801892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4859642277626801892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4859642277626801892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-travis-michael-garland_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6607793195342169995</id><published>2009-07-26T16:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:32:41.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;TRAVIS MICHAEL GARLAND! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6607793195342169995?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6607793195342169995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6607793195342169995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6607793195342169995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6607793195342169995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-travis-michael-garland.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7249174835672268191</id><published>2009-07-25T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T10:17:29.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy belated birthday Eric Szmanda, Amy!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Haikal Sufiyan, Matt Leblanc! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swensens with family ytd was blast. hot people nmpk. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;now eldsing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7249174835672268191?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7249174835672268191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7249174835672268191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7249174835672268191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7249174835672268191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-belated-birthday-eric-szmanda.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6643423016807129024</id><published>2009-07-23T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:12:52.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAK NGAH!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; DANIEL RADCLIFFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE! &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay today. loved SL Workshop. Love my classmates, and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6643423016807129024?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6643423016807129024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6643423016807129024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6643423016807129024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6643423016807129024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-pak-ngah-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7569131163919630393</id><published>2009-07-22T15:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:41:20.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, today's my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;as well as Selena Gomez, GOOD LUCK IN YOUR LIFE SEL! :D&lt;br /&gt;Nick Teti, Happy Birthday! (: Love your music.&lt;br /&gt;*jgn layan sulaiha!*&lt;br /&gt;Robert Estes, Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Madison Pettis! Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;*jgn layan Sulaiha!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;best oi!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, 2emerald o8 Malays, thanks fr making this my most FAVOURITED BIRTHDAY everrrr! :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the wishes and presents all! &lt;3 you! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee, i miss you. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;alamak, Sulaiha bising. Sabrina ini, mengacau uh 52563583556+253953685249.&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah, MANE KAU!? Tngk Baby Names? Eh, dah nk jadi mak ke? Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kay, yes. i'm at the lib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay dah, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edits. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;my birthday was  BLAST! many presents and smacks. OUCH! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i love 2emerald08. i miss them too. hahaha. lunchdate with SDFS brought joy to me. presents made me smile. haha. especially Di and Su's present and Eugene's present. both the same. cute eh. hahahah. Qistina's present and card was really thoughtful. Nuraini's present was cute. Liyana's one too. Their cards were meaningful. Di ad Su's was adorable. Sab's Syafiq's Irfan's was "unexpected" Heheheh. Zul's Haikal's Irfan's was REALLY UNEXPECTED. the wishes from 2emerald 08, uhh that one seriously UNEXPECTED and REALLY SWEET. and Nabilah's (Jrs) was sweet. both gave me. they cute lah they. kay, thts all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why hasnt he message me yet?! it's gonna end alrdy! UGH. AAS btol. (:&lt;br /&gt;peace yooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabilaa is a poot poot girl. Hhehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; QISTINA, what you wrote on Facebook really touched me. I'm SO HAPPY that i met you. I feel so blessed to have met you. I really cannot thank you enough for being such an awesome friend. you've been handling all my craps. i'm sorry for that. but seriously, thank you for being there when i needed you the most. i cannot thank you enough. i'm so grateful to ALLH S.W.T for giving me an opportunity to meet a BESTFRIEND like you. really, I am. LOVE YOU! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7569131163919630393?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7569131163919630393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7569131163919630393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7569131163919630393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7569131163919630393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-man-todays-my-birthday-as-well-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-766843301613832416</id><published>2009-07-21T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:46:30.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PAK BUSU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Semoga panjang umur,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dan murah rezeki! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't go back to Dubai yet lah. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and Happy Birthday Blake Lewis! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, besok PiDay, plus SelGomez's bday! :D&lt;br /&gt;school was okay, i guess. gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye! &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-766843301613832416?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/766843301613832416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=766843301613832416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/766843301613832416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/766843301613832416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-pak-busu-semoga-panjang.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3836522459115067268</id><published>2009-07-20T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:09:10.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;ELLIOT YAMIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOUR MUSIC! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3836522459115067268?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3836522459115067268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3836522459115067268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3836522459115067268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3836522459115067268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-elliot-yamin-d-all-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1203730961172813741</id><published>2009-07-18T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:05:13.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Okay, so i do realise that my posts are all wordy, but you can't blame me. i'm a very busy girl. hahahahaa. oh damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todays's marketing talk was pure torture. but there were some funny parts lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;break was fun. FOOD was YUMMY! NGEE ANN POLY ALWAYS PROVIDE AWESOME MEALS! :D&lt;br /&gt;Audi was FREEZING.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and SabZa tripped me. i almost fell, embarassing sia.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kay thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, youtube lags so much. ):&lt;br /&gt;and to AAS, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;I wish i'd never fallen in love...&lt;br /&gt;so deeplyI wish i'd never knew that love...&lt;br /&gt;actually exists&lt;br /&gt;-lyrics have been extracted from ZeeAvi's I Wish I'd Never&lt;br /&gt;you may be my dream guy, but idk. idk what i feel. thts all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1203730961172813741?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1203730961172813741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1203730961172813741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1203730961172813741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1203730961172813741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-4074105136356238647</id><published>2009-07-16T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:36:47.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i am currently using my brother's laptop.&lt;br /&gt;i can't go on Youtube yet, cause i'm still pretty busy. hahaha. plus, this laptop lacks super much uh. Oops. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Kay, uhhh.. what has been happening to me lately. lets see.&lt;br /&gt;Monday had Drama. Took Blazers. the guys were noisy sia, but funny bodoh! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.. uhhh.. i don't remember. Hhaaha.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday had to be in sch by 640. reached just in time. put bags in class. head back to hall. slacked. photos. hugs. off to class for flag raising and temperature taking. off back to hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUDENT LEADER INVESTITURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEGINS!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best sah! All the SLs memekak semcm siol! GEREKKK! Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;then refreshments. more photos. hahahaa. best best. me like. i like the photo i took with Nizam and Yong Quan. look like the KL TWIN TOWER! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! :D&lt;br /&gt;kay then head to class. out for duty. off idk what lesson. oh, Geog. hahaha. sleeepyyyy. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;off to canteen. didnt decide to mandi. saw Qis. got my BubbleTea. talk talk to her. saw itu dua ekor. hahaha. tak suke eh dorang. hahah. then off for Tutorial. i swear i dont like SS. Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;off to concourse. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;briefing. ate. no finish, give Hafiz. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;talk talk talk. arnd 530 left for ACJC. briefing. make noise. took photos. talk talk talk. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;usher usher. gt flirt sey. hahahahha. watched the show. Syafiq kurang ajar seyyy! i mean like the second play was kinda sad, i did have tears, but  tried to keep them in. abeh si mat itu bully aku! SHEESSH! SAB! MARAH SYAFIQ sikit! HAHAAH!&lt;br /&gt;kay, then we all go eat. yummy food. hahaha. talk talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;head to main gate. Ahmad bising siaaaak! UGH! me no like him. ):&lt;br /&gt;Taufiq+Syafiq+Aiman+Ahmad+Hafiz = BISING AND EVIL! Hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;kay, off home. study study. slept LATE! );&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, AbangDosh went to Sabah without me knowing. and i'm sad. )':&lt;br /&gt;like what kind of family doesnt tell each other when one is going to go to some area AWAY from home. like seriously.. and like he won't be around for my birthday! like, wtheck. i love my Brother okay, no matter like how sickening he can be. ugh. Abang! BE SAFE! (: and all my cousins and uncles and aunties too! Haha. (: kay, be happy Fariza. lala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, today. was really sleepy. slept during MT. NICE NICE NICE NICE! :D&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. Maths test was kinda easy, but DAMN! i did many many mistakes! SHIATSZX! Boooooo. ):&lt;br /&gt;kay off home. lalaa~ i got jealous over something, idk why. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay lah, i gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know if i'm really taking back that trip of love again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know if i want to or not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as in after what i felt for mras4, i dont know what to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want it. i want to take that trip, but i'm scared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm actually doing it, but i'm afraid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm just afraid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question, what if you already met your soulmate but you didnt know, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;kay, the question doesnt make sense. just ignore it. if you understand, answer lah eh. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;running away as...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-4074105136356238647?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4074105136356238647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=4074105136356238647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4074105136356238647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4074105136356238647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-okay-so-i-am-currently-using-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6182074353486358915</id><published>2009-07-11T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:35:19.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, first off i would like to apologise (to whom it may concern) to people.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry i've been really really moddy this whole week especially today. I'm just really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i'm like that, but i just am. I'm really sorry, and i hope that this won't ruin our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;SL investiture rehearsal was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Again, i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday David Henrie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep rocking on Wizards(WOWP). (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6182074353486358915?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6182074353486358915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6182074353486358915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6182074353486358915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6182074353486358915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-first-off-i-would-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3202416706910873059</id><published>2009-07-10T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T17:00:29.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm the President of ELDS. (:&lt;br /&gt;Must be happy. must be happy. *remembers what Imran said just now* (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks eh Imran, somehow, it made me feel better. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'll be getting my bagde from Qistina, hopefully. Gerek oi kalau gtu. Best Friends taking the badge from each other. (:&lt;br /&gt;well, mood swings have been up and down, so whatever lah eh. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;today was generally okay. "Drew" was like really shy with me today, idk why. but that other was really scary lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;kay tk fhm, tk pe.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. tomorrow gt SL Investiture Rehearsal. will be meeting with Jade SLs for Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;QiXiang say it's compulsory, wtheck sia he. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk what to wear for SL dinner! ):&lt;br /&gt;Kay dah, Bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3202416706910873059?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3202416706910873059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3202416706910873059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3202416706910873059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3202416706910873059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-so-im-president-of-elds.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-962190971658243423</id><published>2009-07-09T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:09:46.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay, my last update was like on the 4th of July. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. let's see. Nenek's kenduri was good overall. standard uh. cousins per gotong royong. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;helpd out alot lah. omgosh, KakNurul's cousin on PakBusu's side all like damn hot siak. Hahah. somemore Zabbir looks like mras4. hahaah. sian. ): LOL. and alot dah matured lah eh. hahaha. kay dah, itu je.&lt;br /&gt;monday was holiday. spend the day with Sab. went home. slacked. went to Beauty World to buy my Aline skirt and white shirt. lalalala~ off home. slacked. watched The Rundown. nicenicenicenicenicenicenicenice. float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. (:&lt;br /&gt;slept.&lt;br /&gt;next day, Tuesday, off to school. was sleepy. (: had free periods. watched The Way Home for four periods. then had DPLG. so whatever. recess. did duty. talktalktalktalktalktalktalk. off back to class. after that i forget what period. MT eh? oh ya. it was MT.&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu was deng so he came late! we had like one and one quarter free periods. gadoh sey. Hafiz and Syaf uh. they bully my David. ): So evil sey. and btw, was MeganFox a guy? NO right?! i mean SHE'S SO HOT! :D *lesbian moment. yeah right. LOL*&lt;br /&gt;after that was Maths. talktalk with Justin Seah. seriously, he is the only person that could understand what i feel about getting the Top14 post. ugh. ): went off after that.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was suffering. skip skip skip. i dont wanna talk about it. ):&lt;br /&gt;Today was okay. Venkat ajar very good. me like. haha. (: MT sucked. eh, seriously uh, neglect in malay what uh? idk eh. off to recess. watched people play basketball. nice sia. haha. then off for Bio. then Chem. then had SGHM. watched video about Hitler in CompLab3. Hitler was like.. no words to describe his mean-ness uh. Omgosh, so jahat sey he. Kesian all the Jewish little children. a total of 55million people died in WWII you know. kesian sey. ): off to make IC. siak, alot of people say i Alim cause my passport picture i wear tudung. haha. not wrong right? Aiyaaah. hahaha. off to lunch, then off home. banyak laki handsome eh dalam bus. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;wash eye with Dettol, cause Dettol kills 99.99% of germs. use Dettol, be 100% sure! :D&lt;br /&gt;kan Nabilaaa?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kay homed. lalaal~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a new found love for Westlife! :) &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;and to this certain person who has brought happiness in my life.&lt;br /&gt;dude, (yes it's a guy) i really cannot thank you enough. you've made me forget about mras4 so much uh. although he(mras4) is still in my memory, but it's like i can move on further away from him because you helped me. you have that magic ability. HAHAHA. but seriously lah. you do. so.. thank you. because of my love for you, i can be happier because i get to move on further away from mras4. thank you. seriously. thank you Shane/ Drew/ David/ Nicky. my happiness. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-962190971658243423?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/962190971658243423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=962190971658243423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/962190971658243423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/962190971658243423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8512114760735186026</id><published>2009-07-04T14:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T15:16:56.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so HI!&lt;br /&gt;i don't hav to chat the rumah, cause Papa don't allow me to. ):&lt;br /&gt;what happens next? go into GreatDepression.. ):&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, dah melebih eh Fariza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Haha.&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH, WHY DO THEY TAKE SO LONG JUST TO ANNOUNCE THE TOP 10 AND THE OTHER RESULTS UH?!&lt;br /&gt;WE ALL DON'T KNOW OUR POSTION SEY!&lt;br /&gt;UGH!&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT FOR THE TOP4 UH.&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS UH YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY HAIKAL SUFIYAN! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. those who wanted to be in Top4, but didnt get it, don't be sad!&lt;br /&gt;you're still a SL. (:&lt;br /&gt;anyways, hung out with SDFS also after school. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously uh girls, when was the last time we actually hung out?&lt;br /&gt;GEREK siol semalam! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;we played Truth Or Dare all at Macs.&lt;br /&gt;ohh, Congrats to the ladies(SDS) for being in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;LAST LONG kay you all! :D&lt;br /&gt;went home around 430. fun lah go out with them.&lt;br /&gt;headed off to Nenek's House. saw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PAK BUSU &amp;amp; MAK BUSU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMGOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO HAPPY TO SEE THEM SEYY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe. kay, watched Another Cinderella Story. Sel and Drew ROCKS lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;then went home. slack slack. slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning and headed for Mendaki.&lt;br /&gt;was the first girl to reach. and plus, my handphone job on the pavement. clever or what Fariza! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then had temperature taking. lala~&lt;br /&gt;did Journal. Compo. done.&lt;br /&gt;Muslim, i know lah i owe $6.50. Aiyo. Cannot wait. Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;then had some like breifing? idontknow uh.&lt;br /&gt;chatted with Alif. Omgosh, kawan dier HOT giler sey! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. had Maths. okay uh Maths.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;off home. Mum was late. lalaal~&lt;br /&gt;Eh, Mr Nuh teaching at my Mendaki leh! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa. off to car. reached home.&lt;br /&gt;ate. watched TV. now blogging. hahaahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;later must head to Nenek's House to prepare for the Kenduri Arwah tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;YUMSZX FOODSZX! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, kay that's all.&lt;br /&gt;gtg, Bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MNxryOLY3DE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MNxryOLY3DE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8512114760735186026?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8512114760735186026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8512114760735186026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8512114760735186026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8512114760735186026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-i-dont-have-much-time-cause-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1378702941249179659</id><published>2009-07-02T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:39:36.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgosh, AYG VILLAGE TOUR was FUNSZX!&lt;br /&gt;Met alot of diff people, and old friend, and atheletes, and HOT GUYS! :D&lt;br /&gt;YEAAHAAAW! Hahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;went to school. chat chat with Nuraini. *happy moment one S*&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa. sang National Anthem. take temperature. English lesson. bored. gather for AYG.&lt;br /&gt;ate. took temperature. *happy moment two. T*&lt;br /&gt;up the bus. listen to song. the other people singing camp songs. i slept.&lt;br /&gt;reached SWISOTEL.&lt;br /&gt;HOT HOT HOT! i saw MANY MANY! :D&lt;br /&gt;headed to macs at RafflesCity. then off to shop around Raffles City. all expensive shops eh. then all closed also. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk. off to Macs to meet MsRin. off to SWISOTEL. off to some temperature taking. off to some place. lala.&lt;br /&gt;go AYG VILLAGE. FUN FUN FUN FUN FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;lots of photos, but can't upload now uh. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;then photos photos. off home.&lt;br /&gt;reach. lala.&lt;br /&gt;off to class. *happy moment number three S*&lt;br /&gt;off meet up with SDS. they rape me sial! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;off to canteen. *happy moment number four T. read lips manszx*&lt;br /&gt;off to class.(a lot of off's sia, HAHAHA!) Maths. slack.&lt;br /&gt;tutorial did presentation.&lt;br /&gt;mine group went don't know when. Haha. *MOST HAPPY MOMENT! S Rubrub rubRub* Hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;off to canteen. wish SecondInterviewers GOOD LUCK. i sad lah eh, i no Top14. ):&lt;br /&gt;off home. Zane poped my dick balloon! ): SAD! I sad!&lt;br /&gt;OI ZANE! YOU OWE ME SIA! ):&lt;br /&gt;but i tried to be sad but my *happy moment number five T* happened. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;then slack a bit. talk talk. *happy moment number six T*&lt;br /&gt;homed. dah bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;alot uh HAPPY MOMENTS. :D&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE YOO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ASHLEY TISDALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;KEEP ROCKING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1378702941249179659?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1378702941249179659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1378702941249179659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1378702941249179659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1378702941249179659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/omgosh-ayg-village-tour-was-funszx-met.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7134608575804757385</id><published>2009-07-01T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:04:00.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M GONNA GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYG VILLAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT GUYS! HOT GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKIP CLASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAK SABAR AKU! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7134608575804757385?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7134608575804757385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7134608575804757385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7134608575804757385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7134608575804757385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-gonna-go-ayg-village-tomorrow-omgosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-4001837432593372062</id><published>2009-06-30T15:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:35:12.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's because of you that i don't think i can love again. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. it's half true only. it was not true during school today, but now, suddenly it is.&lt;br /&gt;i was stupid enough to go and look at his pictures, and it made me go GAGAH all over him again like last time. ):&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. why is it so HARD for me to just get him out of my mind?!&lt;br /&gt;during the day i thought i was already moving on step by step away from him, but coming home and seeing those photos of him.. ARGH. total regret lah please. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, dah think of HAPPY thoughts Fariza. okay, first two days of school.&lt;br /&gt;here are the comments i got in the two days:&lt;br /&gt;-your hair fake right?&lt;br /&gt;-how much uh your wig?&lt;br /&gt;-why you so black?&lt;br /&gt;-omgod why you so tan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I'm i really that different?!&lt;br /&gt;It's only been one month and people notice all of this sia. like so observant! Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;kay, i've been bored and tired in school. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;well, MrBeh has changed our seating areas. ):&lt;br /&gt;so infront and beside WeiZhong some more. haha. ):&lt;br /&gt;boredom manszx! ):&lt;br /&gt;well, today's MT was quite funny. Yanto crap like shit sia! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;umm.. what else?&lt;br /&gt;i love talking to Qistina about the most random stuffs. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired to write this, everybody's always looking for a special someone, question is, am i looking for a special someone, or just holding on to some illusion that i must really really let go?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever really genuinely forget about ou my mras4? like for real? i don't want to forget about you, but i must. trust me, i will remember the lovely memories i once had involving you.. but for now, i just really have to forget about you, so that i can move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piece of advice for people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T HAVE A HUGE CRUSH ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOMEONE FOR TWO YEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THAT IS OLDER THAN YOU BY TWO YEARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAUSE WHEN HE/SHE LEAVES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT'LL HURT YOU BAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND IT'LL BE HARD TO FORGET THEM. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when i'm not with you, my heart hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wish i can really change this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-4001837432593372062?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4001837432593372062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=4001837432593372062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4001837432593372062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4001837432593372062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-because-of-you-that-i-dont-think-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-5675940793794356056</id><published>2009-06-27T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:05:34.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just permed my hair!&lt;br /&gt;It looks for SO PUFFY!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaa. But when i tie it, it's okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave you with Alssya Bernal. An AMAZING singer.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for her album! She's already been signed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATS LYSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. she looks like VanessaHudgens, only SHE IS WAY BETTER! (LYSS) &lt;3&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uaLjjWM0kh8&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="320" height="265" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, i watched        &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRANSFORMERS&lt;/span&gt;          last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT WAS THE BOMBSZX!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVIE OF THE YEAR MANSZX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along with HarryPotter, and both Channing Tatum's movie. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-5675940793794356056?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5675940793794356056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=5675940793794356056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5675940793794356056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5675940793794356056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-permed-my-hair-it-looks-for-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7227197263734608631</id><published>2009-06-26T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:02:47.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XVJBleN7L7o&amp;amp;hl=" width="320" height="265" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R.I.P, MICHAEL JACKSON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a/an honourable man who deserves many many standing ovation for all the things that he did in his career. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7227197263734608631?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7227197263734608631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7227197263734608631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7227197263734608631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7227197263734608631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3389493251826141154</id><published>2009-06-25T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:55:02.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hehe. Miss me anyone? Okay LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, let me start from the very beginning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY, 17JUNE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;woke up early cause i go shave. haha. was the earliest to wake up among my whole family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bathed. then waited for Azan so can pray Subuh. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;prayed, then went to get ready. packed all the last minute objects, and off to the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;drove to causeway and met cousins at the Shell station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Papa met his friend, and his son was like DAMN HOT sia. hahahaha! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then drove with no rest all the way till we reached Mersing's Ferry Port.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was early, so we all decided to have prata for breakfast. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i could not finish mine, but i tried to. hahah. after that we went back to the Ferry Port. the rest went to toilet, while i change to my slippers. HAHAH! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;saw a VERY Hot guy uh. *got story behind him one. you wait.* then took the ferry, and off to Tioman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was a LONG ride cause the water was really really choppy. got headaches, but tictac helped me through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;reached Genting. was greeted by the partner of the Chalet we're staying at. i can't remember her name uh. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;packed in. put our bags into our rooms. and oh, the climb to reached our rooms was pure torture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was so damn freaking high! ): Hahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after we put our bags in the rooms, we headed off for a swim at the beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;remember the last time i went to Tioman, i was at SunBeach Resort?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it was on the rightside, and IslandReef is nearer to the left side, so we went to the left side of the beach uh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the water there was like dirtier than the one at SunBeach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kay, maybe not dirtier, it's just sandy-er. hahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;took stacking photos with KakNurul's underwater camera. damn funny like seriously! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hahhaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat. my cousins and I sneaked into SunBeach's wahsing area to wash our legs. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;like Mission Impossible like that. Funny sey!&lt;br /&gt;then went to go eat. the service was slow, plus the portion was small, but it was okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;after that took a very short shower to pray. then went to the beach infront of SunBeach.&lt;br /&gt;nice. but got a lot of corals.&lt;br /&gt;then got this small black fish was like stuck to Azri, then it got stuck to me. we all FREAKED out!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahha. DAMN FUNNYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;took SunSet pictures. OMGOSH! The SunSet there is LIKE DAMN NICE uh! (:&lt;br /&gt;went home around dinnertime. bathed, prayed an dinner-ed.&lt;br /&gt;went to the Jetty. Boy, was it windy! and the stars, OMGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;SO BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;i tried to take a photo, but tak menjadi. ):&lt;br /&gt;went to drink Bandung at the shop.&lt;br /&gt;SAW MY HOT TIOMAN GUY! (:&lt;br /&gt;went back to chalet, watched Meet The Fockers and slept.&lt;br /&gt;KakNurul kept stealing blankie away. i was FREEZING! (:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 18June. 2ndDay!&lt;br /&gt;woke up. did not bathe. (:&lt;br /&gt;washed face, brushed teeth. headed for breakfast. (:&lt;br /&gt;slacked for awhile. waited for Roney. then headed off to the Jetty to wait for the boat that will bring us go Snorkelling!&lt;br /&gt;took the boat and off.&lt;br /&gt;swam around Pulau Renggis. yes, AROUND. but alot of the corals that i saw last year were not there.&lt;br /&gt;sea urchins also. alot of the corals are dead! ):&lt;br /&gt;STOP GLOBAL WARMING IDIOTS!&lt;br /&gt;then off to Marine Park. okay lah at Marine Park. did jumps, and my shot was nice!&lt;br /&gt;then all the cousins wanted to jump together, so we all stood at the side and JUMPED!&lt;br /&gt;the WHOLE platform moved! FUNNY shiatszx! (:&lt;br /&gt;SAW MY HOT TIOMAN GUY!&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH! HE HAS MUSCLES! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaah! then had lunch. a cat kept following us. (:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa. then we played Charades while the aunties went to learn how to snorkel. LOL&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY SHIT sia when the cousins all played Charades. mine was like DAMN HARD uh!&lt;br /&gt;the Bourne Supremecy. Haha. hard you know!&lt;br /&gt;then headed off to waterfall. scrub hands and my skin went back to its old colour!&lt;br /&gt;like WAY before kayaking!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY siaa! (:&lt;br /&gt;Roney treated us Epok-Epok. then we slack on the boat. played games with cousins. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;went back, we all slacked at the shop again. we ate Prata Bomb. YUM YUM eh. (:&lt;br /&gt;went up to Chalet, then went down again cause the aunties wanted to swim.&lt;br /&gt;cousins swam FAR FAR away from the beach! (:&lt;br /&gt;the waves were strong, and every time i try to talk right, the waves go inside my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. yucks.&lt;br /&gt;then off back to Chalet. washed up, and prayed. after that we went for our BBQ dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;the food was cold, but NICE!&lt;br /&gt;off to Jetty again, and the cousins started singing! (:&lt;br /&gt;off home. played Bluff, One Card Uno and Snap!&lt;br /&gt;i suck at Bluff, seriously. hahahaa. (:&lt;br /&gt;slept at like 12am i think. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 19June, last day.&lt;br /&gt;woke up. electricity blacked out. so we all brush teeth, wash face at the tap outside our individual Chalet. funny!&lt;br /&gt;off for breakfast. very hot. ):&lt;br /&gt;the Mee was YUM!&lt;br /&gt;played the same games again. hahaah.&lt;br /&gt;off to shop to eat PrataBomb again. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;waited for Ferry. it was late.&lt;br /&gt;SAW MY HOT TIOMAN GUY again! (:&lt;br /&gt;he and his friends had to leave the Ferry cause it was too full.):&lt;br /&gt;played BubbleBreaker on KakNurul's iPhone. FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;i got top score ehh! (:&lt;br /&gt;reached Mersing.&lt;br /&gt;SAW MY HOT TIOMAN GUY a few minutes later! (:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SIA! (:&lt;br /&gt;then headed off home.&lt;br /&gt;drove all the way to JuscoTerbrau. (:&lt;br /&gt;ate Manhattan Fish Market, after praying. (:&lt;br /&gt;YUMSZX.&lt;br /&gt;off to Amoi's place to do measurements for bajuraya. (:&lt;br /&gt;off home. bathed, off to Nenek's house.&lt;br /&gt;see photos, of home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat and Sun was all packing. and sleep ofcourse!&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Daddys Day on Sunday. FUN!&lt;br /&gt;we played DONT FORGET THE LYRICS!&lt;br /&gt;FUNNY SHIT sia, seriously. (:&lt;br /&gt;then cut cake. celebrated the Belated Birthdays, off to pick AbangDosh from work.&lt;br /&gt;off home, packed some stuff. slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY, 22June. SLCAMP.&lt;br /&gt;was really tired uh. woke up. got ready. headed off to school.&lt;br /&gt;saw other SLs nominees. lined up. slacked. attendance and temperature taking.&lt;br /&gt;off to Councourse. knew our groups. Seriously, Di and me bad luck sey with the groups.&lt;br /&gt;we will NEVER be in the same group one uh. ):&lt;br /&gt;off for a talk. FUNNY talk. (:&lt;br /&gt;off to groups. then off to Sarimbun Campsite. slept in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;gathered at MPH. i know got icebreaker and temperature taking. after that had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Alif was not happy with us cause we were slow. ):&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was quite bad eh. ):&lt;br /&gt;after that went to our bunks. then had some Flag doings and cheer.&lt;br /&gt;i contributed alot eh.&lt;br /&gt;then the names for the first round of interviews were called out!&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH! i was one of them eh!&lt;br /&gt;Ressal said my name was Farah. HAHAHAAH! IT'S FARIZA! Hello! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i SCREWED up my interview again sey! ):&lt;br /&gt;was first to finish uh. called Hafiz. off to my group after the interview again. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;did cheer. lalaa. thought them the LOSER CLAP from YLA. (:&lt;br /&gt;off for MassGames. was fun eh. especially the blindfold part. (:&lt;br /&gt;Peace yo! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then off for debrief. we still got our flag, so we do cheer! (:&lt;br /&gt;off for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;food was still quite bad. ): Hehee.&lt;br /&gt;then off to MPH. we had NightWalk, and it was REALLY DARK. ):&lt;br /&gt;i told Eugene to hold my hand before the walk started cause i was just really really really scared.&lt;br /&gt;Akmal squeezed my hand Syafiq also. i almost cried, but Shaf consoled me.&lt;br /&gt;i was scared uh. but i just baca Do'a all my way through the jungle. alaamak!&lt;br /&gt;one InnoTrek Trainer thought i was Chinese eh. ):&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaaa. star gazed at the end of the trail.&lt;br /&gt;laid down on Mira or Fira can't remember. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;walked back. debrief.&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to shower, so changed clothes.&lt;br /&gt;off for lights out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY! 23June. SLcamp.&lt;br /&gt;woke up early. got things ready to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;off to shower. didnt really feel clean, but at least i bathed!&lt;br /&gt;gave sweets to guys. Taufiq was ncie to say thank.&lt;br /&gt;Ahamd said it too, then i say to him "Habiskn gule?"&lt;br /&gt;he said, "Masih ader lagi"&lt;br /&gt;i go check, DAH HABIS! Hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;then the guys there laughed. (:&lt;br /&gt;breifing at MPH. breakfast. off to MPH again. went to Sentosa. slept all the way there. FUN SEY! (:&lt;br /&gt;planned route at Sentosa. off for AMZING RACE! (:&lt;br /&gt;race race.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SAW MY HOT TIOMAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GUY AT SENTOSA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMGOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE STARED AT ME SIAA! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BODOHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehee.&lt;br /&gt;last stop was Pahlawan Beach, so we were at Siloso Beach we walked all the way.&lt;br /&gt;and that was where i saw My HOT TIOMAN GUY. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch, was bad.&lt;br /&gt;told Di about my TiomanGuy and Zul also.&lt;br /&gt;Riduwan irritating sey! hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;off back to Sarimbun. slept, and dreamt of rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;off to play teambuilding games.&lt;br /&gt;lalal~&lt;br /&gt;built a raft. was hard lah.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go in water, naseb, cause it was really YUCKY! :P&lt;br /&gt;off for debriefing at MPH. we were early, and we saw the JA's playing Charades, FUNNY EH! (:&lt;br /&gt;after that wegot rest time at bunk. sms-ed Qistina. but then time running out soon, so i went to call her. (:&lt;br /&gt;miss her sey! hahaha. but she so EVIL! :P :D&lt;br /&gt;off to MPH after the call. brief about BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;HAD BBQ dinner! NICER then other meals manszx.&lt;br /&gt;kept on poking Eugene's tummy and Zul also. i keep bullying KoWin. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;ate ate. got many many dogs eh. ):&lt;br /&gt;played some games at MPH.&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE the friends song thingy.&lt;br /&gt;i help hands with alot of "new" pple. hahaha. all my friends sey. i only met one new friend when playing this game, and it kinda sucked. cause i wanted to make more NEW friends. Hahaha. but it was fun. sang Titanic and MANY MANY more songs.&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;debriefing again. had to eat supper, but didnt want to so headed back to bunks. (:&lt;br /&gt;off to bunks to get things for shower. i almost fell along the way.&lt;br /&gt;then got like alot of guys heading to the bunks, and alot of them saw me almost falling.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaaha. funnyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Akmal told me to be careful. he say like sarcastic sey! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then i saw Zul and Eugene. Eugene say he wanna follow me go toilet.&lt;br /&gt;i say can uh, cause it was like DAMN DARK there. Hahahhaaa.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, i saw Di, and shoo-ed Eugene away. waited for Di.&lt;br /&gt;then off to shower. lega sikit. (:&lt;br /&gt;off sleep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY3. 24June.SLcamp.&lt;br /&gt;okay, final day! woke up at 530. my alarm sound uh. but before my alarm, i heard HoldOn by JB. and it went into my dreams lah!&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. Nabilaa Nabilaa. (:&lt;br /&gt;woke Ain up, then fell back asleep. woke up 15minutes later with Di.&lt;br /&gt;headed to toilet to peee. hahaa. then head back to bunks.&lt;br /&gt;then head back to toilet to brush our teeth and wash our face. hahaah.&lt;br /&gt;there was like a dog there uh. he sniffed my plastic and Nabilaa's plastic also.&lt;br /&gt;she and Dassya freaked out! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa. the dog just stayed stationed there uh. it stared at me and Di when we were brushing our teeth and face.&lt;br /&gt;cute eh the dog, but i'm still scared of dogs. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;walked back to bunks. pack pack. Di koyak-ed her sleeping bag cover! :D HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Ain helped me roll my sleeping bag, THANK YOU AIN! (:&lt;br /&gt;head off to MPH with our bags.&lt;br /&gt;i wished EVERYONE outside our Bunks GOOD MORNING! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhhaa. off for breakfast. Yummy breakfast though. Macaroni! (:&lt;br /&gt;off to MPH again. did Area Cleaning. I LOVE WASHING THE TOILETS! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;after that played alot of GAMES at MPH.&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN FUN! :D&lt;br /&gt;off home on the bus. ):&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. had MiniCampfire in the bus with Alif.&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH! FUN BODOHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. In school had debriefing by MsRin and MrWong. voted for our Top4, and who we don't want to be in the Top14.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. then debrief. took pictures. Jumpshot! (:&lt;br /&gt;off to Lot1 with Di. ate at FoodCulture, off home.&lt;br /&gt;played computer, watched tv, and slept while the tv played CSIMIAMI. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;Hhehehee.&lt;br /&gt;kay, i'm done. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3389493251826141154?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3389493251826141154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3389493251826141154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3389493251826141154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3389493251826141154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-back-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1665602294550418548</id><published>2009-06-21T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:13:42.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from Tioman! ):&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun, but i wont blog till Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Off t SL camp tmrw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY DADDYS DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1665602294550418548?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1665602294550418548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1665602294550418548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1665602294550418548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1665602294550418548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-tioman-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7697315281531708032</id><published>2009-06-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:10:36.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GONNA MISS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALOT OF PPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAKE CARE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WILL MISS some OF YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;namely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SDS, Nabilah(s), Nuraini, Qistina. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7697315281531708032?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7697315281531708032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7697315281531708032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7697315281531708032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7697315281531708032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-gonna-miss-alot-of-pple-bye-all-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8022347652643297835</id><published>2009-06-16T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:24:36.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2G8e1Fyf_8&amp;amp;hl=" width="400" height="325" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heregoesnoth!ng performing Toxic(cover). LOL.&lt;br /&gt;kay, i really LOVE this band! (: Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AZRIGB CAME HOME TODAYYYYY! so GEMBIRA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i'm leaving for TIOMAN TMRW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sabrrrr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't sms me, or call me for th rest of th week aite? Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss Qistina, SDS, NabilahJunior, Nuraini. hhehee. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjcWymLO5CI/AAAAAAAABGk/_uCzJiujk4c/s1600-h/DSCF4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347768141022684194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjcWymLO5CI/AAAAAAAABGk/_uCzJiujk4c/s400/DSCF4951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tioman Beach, HERE I COME! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8022347652643297835?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8022347652643297835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8022347652643297835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8022347652643297835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8022347652643297835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/heregoesnothng-performing-toxiccover.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjcWymLO5CI/AAAAAAAABGk/_uCzJiujk4c/s72-c/DSCF4951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7610422600083058021</id><published>2009-06-15T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:44:39.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6LJUkf6eYG4&amp;amp;hl=" width="400" height="325" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FARHAN SHAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE'S GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAY SUCCESS BE WITH YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHN YOU'RE ON IDOL! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ps:FarhanShah is th singer. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7610422600083058021?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7610422600083058021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7610422600083058021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7610422600083058021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7610422600083058021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/farhan-shah-love-hes-great-may-success.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1057659993579147865</id><published>2009-06-14T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:02:00.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjStmjhiiSI/AAAAAAAABGc/b14zbC7LWXg/s1600-h/Kevin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347089535478171938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjStmjhiiSI/AAAAAAAABGc/b14zbC7LWXg/s400/Kevin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KEVIN MICHAEL McHALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK IN YOUR ACTING CAREER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT DO KEEP ON SINGING,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAUSE YOU'VE GOT A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WICKED VOICE! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's okay whn you guys break up. it just means tht life has chnge your path. (: NLT&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1057659993579147865?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1057659993579147865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1057659993579147865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1057659993579147865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1057659993579147865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-kevin-michael-mchale.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjStmjhiiSI/AAAAAAAABGc/b14zbC7LWXg/s72-c/Kevin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6061908194841904843</id><published>2009-06-13T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:16:39.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjPCJdeHdEI/AAAAAAAABGU/kk5qoYVrioY/s1600-h/AARON+JOHNSON!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346830650404467778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjPCJdeHdEI/AAAAAAAABGU/kk5qoYVrioY/s400/AARON+JOHNSON!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AARON JOHNSON! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK IN LIFE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was really nice t chat with Shirah today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omgosh, im going Tioman next week! YESS! (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And AzriGB coming backkk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAK SABAARRR! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant forget about you cause it's just too hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6061908194841904843?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6061908194841904843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6061908194841904843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6061908194841904843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6061908194841904843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-aaron-johnson-good-luck.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjPCJdeHdEI/AAAAAAAABGU/kk5qoYVrioY/s72-c/AARON+JOHNSON!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6353541862763375471</id><published>2009-06-12T09:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:30:21.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i've finally decided t go t Sentosa with my cousins. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;will be off th whole day, dont disturb me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ytd's paper cutting was okay uh. Regi came late. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;he bought for us compass-es. thn he treat me Mocha Nescafe. or is it Nescafe Mocha? whtever lah eh.(:&lt;br /&gt;thn draw draw circle. cut cut paper. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;thn suddenly, Ashri, Alep, Mirza and Zul came.&lt;br /&gt;wah seh, bising manszx, but they funny uh. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;wht was buzzing through my mind was tht if next yr they're not in sch, gurantee th sch will be like DAMN DEAD uh.&lt;br /&gt;they're like th most enthu-est pple around! th sec3s okay okay only lah their enthu. so sad eh.. ):&lt;br /&gt;went home. Riduwan sucks. (: Heheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay dah, thts all, i think.&lt;br /&gt;ummm.. gonna be more blacky later!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;wht i really wanna say is i love you,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting for th right moment.&lt;br /&gt;if it's meant t be, thn it's meant t be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're like an echo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6353541862763375471?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6353541862763375471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6353541862763375471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6353541862763375471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6353541862763375471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-ive-finally-decided-t-go-t-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8333201688338568168</id><published>2009-06-11T11:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:21:09.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOMEWORKS done:&lt;br /&gt;Geography Write Up.&lt;br /&gt;Maths? But i know this one is in Muz's hand. Eh Muz! Ape ape kau tanye Di, she should know wht t do uh. Sorry eh aku dah tk leh tolong. Hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;SS Forum DONE! FINALLY! Now left t post it only. how to post uh? hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What homeworks are left,&lt;br /&gt;SS SourceBased . ):&lt;br /&gt;GeographyPoster and Forum):&lt;br /&gt;I can't freaking open th Forum, so i no need do uhh? Heheheh. (:&lt;br /&gt;alot eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh, Azri coming back next weekk!&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS HIM SO MUCH UHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe he persuaded his mother t let him come back early so tht he could go Tioman with us. Naughty eh Azri. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;And he has 3months break uh! due t Summer Break in Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;so unfair. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And also, since Azri is coming back, gurantee MakBusu and PakBusu also coming back, and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE GET T CELEBRATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS ONE WHOLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause like PakBusu's birthday is on 21July, Mine is on 22July, PakNgah's on 23July. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaaaahhh! (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Tioman again next week, so very THE HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later i have t go back t sch fr paper cutting. Aiyo Regi why must cut in sch uh? heheh.&lt;br /&gt;kay dah, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss you lahhh Qistina!&lt;br /&gt;gmbr ini kental eh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjB6OvUEf6I/AAAAAAAABGM/6iWSPDxodDo/s1600-h/mendtina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjB6OvUEf6I/AAAAAAAABGM/6iWSPDxodDo/s400/mendtina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345907151326183330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8333201688338568168?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8333201688338568168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8333201688338568168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8333201688338568168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8333201688338568168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/homeworks-done-geography-write-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SjB6OvUEf6I/AAAAAAAABGM/6iWSPDxodDo/s72-c/mendtina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-9105316825685723205</id><published>2009-06-10T09:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:32:14.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got no motive of posting this. (:&lt;br /&gt;i just love thm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/Si8MjSOTGOI/AAAAAAAABGE/j6SlN8XohOY/s1600-h/VFC+stmaps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/Si8MjSOTGOI/AAAAAAAABGE/j6SlN8XohOY/s400/VFC+stmaps.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345505083038832866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Edner &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/Si8MjQazxsI/AAAAAAAABF8/tJaMSOvAQC4/s1600-h/Bobby_Edner_Paparazzo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/Si8MjQazxsI/AAAAAAAABF8/tJaMSOvAQC4/s400/Bobby_Edner_Paparazzo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345505082554435266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is by far my MOST fav. video of VFC.&lt;br /&gt;a re-wording of Jonas Brothers Burning Up.&lt;br /&gt;you should watch whn Drew couldnt freestyle for once.&lt;br /&gt;like wtheck sia! Hahahaa. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqtRLKI-9wc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqtRLKI-9wc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-9105316825685723205?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/9105316825685723205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=9105316825685723205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/9105316825685723205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/9105316825685723205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-got-no-motive-of-posting-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/Si8MjSOTGOI/AAAAAAAABGE/j6SlN8XohOY/s72-c/VFC+stmaps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-5437972129765327840</id><published>2009-06-09T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:12:01.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;i've just updated my private blog.&lt;br /&gt;viewers who wannna see can tag me along with your email.&lt;br /&gt;it will depend uh whethr i wanna add you or not. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;have you guys heard of Farhan Shah?&lt;br /&gt;he appeared on 8days this week. (:&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh, he so CUTE!/HOT! sey.&lt;br /&gt;hope t gt t know him better on Facebook. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;oh, he auditioned for SI, thts why he appeared on 8days. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently watching fighting spiders and my classmate dad.&lt;br /&gt;woaaah, Charlie and Peter gt caught.&lt;br /&gt;oh shiatszx, tmrw AbeEmi will be at home oi!&lt;br /&gt;mcm ne?!&lt;br /&gt;tmrw Syazwan, Muz, Zul, Haikal, Yanto and Di coming ehh.&lt;br /&gt;die die die. nvrmind, tonight i will beg my AbeEmi t go out. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. adik tk snowsnow btol aku.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa, kay lah.&lt;br /&gt;i actually dont have t gtg, but i got nothing t say,&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just say&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;i leave you with VFC, with their new member, T.C.&lt;br /&gt;HE CUTE! (:&lt;br /&gt;i've got a new found love for boybands now. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qWmgYEDKvQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qWmgYEDKvQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Looking For Love.&lt;br /&gt;you should watch thm whn they perform FUTURE LOVE @Summerfest.&lt;br /&gt;T.C took off his jacket, and HE CUTE! &lt;3! (:&lt;br /&gt;PLUS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOBBY FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAS A SOLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGING PART! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-5437972129765327840?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5437972129765327840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=5437972129765327840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5437972129765327840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5437972129765327840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-ive-just-updated-my-private-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7976423505873019129</id><published>2009-06-08T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:00:46.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiynwvPeEYI/AAAAAAAABF0/9FdFdeb1KKc/s1600-h/noki+e75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344831313538847106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiynwvPeEYI/AAAAAAAABF0/9FdFdeb1KKc/s400/noki+e75.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buy this phone for me as my birthday present please, someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's th NokiaE75. i've obssessing over it since like last month! (My Lambo also)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh. I wish money did growon trees so tht i can pluck some, i buy this phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omgosh, holidays homeworks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many! can die ehh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets seeee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have Geog. (2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SS(1) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths(1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it may not seem like a lot, but trust me, it's alot alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whn will time stop?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whn will teachers realise tht giving homeworks during th holidays is just a BIG WASTE of time?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay before i start blabbbbbbbbinngggg more, i better say BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wish tht you could just chat with me for once&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7976423505873019129?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7976423505873019129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7976423505873019129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7976423505873019129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7976423505873019129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/buy-this-phone-for-me-as-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiynwvPeEYI/AAAAAAAABF0/9FdFdeb1KKc/s72-c/noki+e75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8668612911541387791</id><published>2009-06-07T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:13:26.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAMBORGHINI! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SitoFx1SBiI/AAAAAAAABFs/uJqD4IoazH0/s1600-h/lamborghini-gallardo-nera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344479831290676770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SitoFx1SBiI/AAAAAAAABFs/uJqD4IoazH0/s400/lamborghini-gallardo-nera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; honestly, whn i grow up, i HAVE t buy this car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAMBORGHINI! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8668612911541387791?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8668612911541387791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8668612911541387791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8668612911541387791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8668612911541387791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/lamborghini-honestly-whn-i-grow-up-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SitoFx1SBiI/AAAAAAAABFs/uJqD4IoazH0/s72-c/lamborghini-gallardo-nera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6606736799244061651</id><published>2009-06-06T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:22:32.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Fav Equation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Revalina + By Defination = RevaDef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344187868475146034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SipejTlpvzI/AAAAAAAABFc/5EQcrEAQgCE/s400/revadef!1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; i had t post this.&lt;/div&gt;hope Qistina read it.&lt;br /&gt;i was reading my old posts , and i found this.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i miss thm.&lt;br /&gt;although they are all already broken up, i still miss them.&lt;br /&gt;and i wish thm all th best in their future!&lt;br /&gt;keep on chasing your dreams, cause you're gonna get t it one day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you make me go lala~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont emo please, i hate it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6606736799244061651?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6606736799244061651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6606736799244061651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6606736799244061651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6606736799244061651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-fav-equation-revalina-by-defination.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SipejTlpvzI/AAAAAAAABFc/5EQcrEAQgCE/s72-c/revadef!1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1405085463999808902</id><published>2009-06-06T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:53:46.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioERV4EorI/AAAAAAAABFM/EDsaCLxw9Lg/s1600-h/Zal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344088603805131442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioERV4EorI/AAAAAAAABFM/EDsaCLxw9Lg/s200/Zal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioERLSBElI/AAAAAAAABFE/csowCrDSoZ0/s1600-h/Sab2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344088600961159762" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioERLSBElI/AAAAAAAABFE/csowCrDSoZ0/s200/Sab2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioERKIUMhI/AAAAAAAABE8/2kcUPA_drqw/s1600-h/Sab1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344088600652034578" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioERKIUMhI/AAAAAAAABE8/2kcUPA_drqw/s200/Sab1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD5a6q54I/AAAAAAAABE0/R06kWgP7hTg/s1600-h/Nabilaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344088192841344898" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD5a6q54I/AAAAAAAABE0/R06kWgP7hTg/s200/Nabilaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD5LXklHI/AAAAAAAABEs/UalqdQ6whx0/s1600-h/Haiekal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344088188667597938" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD5LXklHI/AAAAAAAABEs/UalqdQ6whx0/s200/Haiekal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD49TN1wI/AAAAAAAABEk/TOxQLj7RqJo/s1600-h/Green4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344088184891234050" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD49TN1wI/AAAAAAAABEk/TOxQLj7RqJo/s200/Green4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD4rn0LAI/AAAAAAAABEc/jCWMFtlNe-0/s1600-h/Green3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344088180145794050" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD4rn0LAI/AAAAAAAABEc/jCWMFtlNe-0/s200/Green3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD4hFX6SI/AAAAAAAABEU/R91OBIoHYjM/s1600-h/Diyanah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344088177316981026" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioD4hFX6SI/AAAAAAAABEU/R91OBIoHYjM/s200/Diyanah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All pictures were taking on th 2-day-course of Kayaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omgosh, it was really funn! tiring and hard, but fun! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, Day1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went t sch at around 1145. got chocolate frm Sulaiha. MrSiva called us, but we nevr layan him. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;put on sunblock lotion. thn off t bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in th bus SS Bising gilerrrrr. hahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cannot sit still for one minute you know these two. Sab and Su. ish ish ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached Kallang. gathered. was greeted by a handsome instructor *cough cough* named Kelvin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he looks really garang eh. hahaha. (but on th second day kn, he doesnt lok tht handsome.) HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;put our bags aside, headed t th shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;padel. train. thn we had swim test. SDFS cute eh, all stuck together. hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i LOVE t capsize. but everytime i capsize water goes in my nose, and it hurts, but FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn did J-draw. hhaha. *inside joke*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn did capsizing in deepwaters, but tk menjadi. thn padel back t th area whre we first arrived. not th shore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. chatted with th insturctors. hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off shower. took dinner. took pictures. off t bus and homed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slept in th bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached sch and headed t void deck. went t eat with Sabrina, Diyanah, Sulaiha, Hafiz, Haiekal and Nabilah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked t shop. waited fr AbngDosh at busstop. went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slack, thn sleeep. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up early cause had CCA. went t sch. was early. slacked with Aloysious (okay, how t spell your name uh? hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zul came. MsNaz. Jannah. open cabin. Justin came. discussion. talk talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we slacked a lot lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shawn came. MdmAsrina came. talk talk talk talk talk talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went off. ate my lunch outside NPCC room with th others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off t bus. th bus was nice. Sab and Hafiz sing sing sing. reached Kallang. went t waters again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun fun fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kayak t deep waters far awayyy.(really faaar...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did rescue. was harder uh. haha. fun oi stay in water only. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;capsizing uh. best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whn i want t capsize, i told Kelvin t take care of my water bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn whn want t give me back, he go throw it uh. thn it dropped into th water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lucky my bottle can float eh, or else he owes me a new one! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nizam got and isi my boat with water whn i was recue-ing him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtheck uh. hahahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SDFS reunited on Kayak. cute ehhhh! hahahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiup, tube. hahahahaha. oops. Hafiz say its kerjatiup. (eeeeee.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off t shore. play games. pop ballooons. off back. wash wash wash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bath bath bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bought icecream. thn Sam(girl instructor) say i owe her money cause she help keep my bag. wthell?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. so i gt her number, thn Kelvin said, "You want my number?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i said, "Dont want. i dont like you. " thn he say, "i also dont want t give."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stpid. hahhaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also, Kelvin thought i was Chinese eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until i say BOLEH t Nizam whn he want t capsize in deep waters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was like, "Eh, you Malay uh?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i say, "Ya lah. you thought i wht? Chinese uh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he say,"Yaa." thn he mumbles t himself. LAYANN! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home. took pictures in/on th bus. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go t Eastwood. off t Swensens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shared Chocolate Fondue with KakYa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOHNNY PACAR! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioLqfdUzNI/AAAAAAAABFU/w6TK3vxbgVk/s1600-h/johnny+pacar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344096732455423186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioLqfdUzNI/AAAAAAAABFU/w6TK3vxbgVk/s400/johnny+pacar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;going t BHG in Bugis was damn crowded uh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Claustophobic... Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously though, i felt giddy with alot alot alot and i really mean ALOT of pple around you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAH! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1405085463999808902?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1405085463999808902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1405085463999808902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1405085463999808902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1405085463999808902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-pictures-were-taking-on-th-2-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SioERV4EorI/AAAAAAAABFM/EDsaCLxw9Lg/s72-c/Zal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8959509757389418467</id><published>2009-06-04T10:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:10:54.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kSFMmkMfQ5Q&amp;amp;hl=" width="400" height="325" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, like &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAYLOR LAUTNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IS HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like seriously. hahaha. hmmm.. cannot wait t watch it. lalalaa. ehhh, later gt Kayaking ehhhh! TK SABAAR AKU! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kay, dah, bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8959509757389418467?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8959509757389418467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8959509757389418467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8959509757389418467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8959509757389418467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-like-taylor-lautner-is-hot-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-5324058800447412130</id><published>2009-06-03T16:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:12:33.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiYwovKPNrI/AAAAAAAABEE/wDcJ9KC3XSU/s1600-h/monster-vs-alien-02-f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343011484333979314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiYwovKPNrI/AAAAAAAABEE/wDcJ9KC3XSU/s400/monster-vs-alien-02-f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUNNY FUNNY FUNNY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BEST BEST BEST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omgosh, i wanna wath th 3D Version now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So CUTE laaaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gt one part th character say a lot of 'very's', thn gt this small girl yng repeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CUTE siaaaa! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after movie go popular. off t Minitoons. off t FoodCulture. off t Aries. off home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay dah, i'm done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EH! tmrw kayaking seyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TK SABARR! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alaaaah, but i ..... D':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh, i've got a new addiction. oh gosh. he's like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN CUTE &amp;amp; HOT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lah please. He's 28 you know! OMGOSHHHH! *melts* :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=av2U9AOGuCE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=av2U9AOGuCE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go watch him on ColdCase. look out for this guy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiZ2QHvHEFI/AAAAAAAABEM/qpO6LyV-FNs/s1600-h/johnny+pacar3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343088027248300114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiZ2QHvHEFI/AAAAAAAABEM/qpO6LyV-FNs/s400/johnny+pacar3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus, he was on CSI:MIAMI this week. hahahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot, agreed? LOL. *melts agaainnn*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-5324058800447412130?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5324058800447412130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=5324058800447412130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5324058800447412130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5324058800447412130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-funny-funny-best-best-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiYwovKPNrI/AAAAAAAABEE/wDcJ9KC3XSU/s72-c/monster-vs-alien-02-f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3830422105560410893</id><published>2009-06-02T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:19:56.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need help.&lt;br /&gt;ader orng nk my number. nak bagi ke tk nk?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. alrighty.&lt;br /&gt;today was MT Cultural Camp. was boring, and dead.&lt;br /&gt;but i loved 1RUBY &amp;amp; 1PEARL. They're by far th greatest sec1 class uh.&lt;br /&gt;funny people. :D&lt;br /&gt;well, hmmm.. i became th facilitator fr Malay Handicraft.&lt;br /&gt;did a lot of BungaMangga but Jannah was th one tht demostrate uh.&lt;br /&gt;cause she does it better thn me. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;end. thn SLs were at th Hall. did three cheers fr sec ones. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;went off. hand in SL camp form. took camping list.&lt;br /&gt;off t bus stop. walked with ZakiJade and Nizam.&lt;br /&gt;we were undecided. ended up we took cab. and i paid. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Laki tk brguna eh. tk lah, i offered t pay, so they ride lah with me.&lt;br /&gt;went t Lot1 bought Bubble Tea, off home. :D&lt;br /&gt;watched RedThread, and now on th computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously boy, you are lazy! so ah-dorableeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;gt two teachers alrdy say tht you're lazy. baek per. at least you're smart.&lt;br /&gt;Suke lah niari! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;malasmalasmalasmalasmalasmalasmalasmalas. ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3830422105560410893?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3830422105560410893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3830422105560410893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3830422105560410893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3830422105560410893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-417647054666068931</id><published>2009-06-01T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:48:34.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its official tht Papa needs t buy a new computer. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;well, ytd went t Melaka. boring manszx.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, everytime i go inside th car i will fall asleep one uh.&lt;br /&gt;TokSu's house nice eh. so neat. got aircon somemore! happy sey biler pegi his house. :D&lt;br /&gt;went bck t Spore around 8plus. go pray. thn go out with Abngs for dinner at Al-Azhar. sms-ed SabZa. haha.&lt;br /&gt;SabZa, tk mkn kau nye bbq tikus eh? Hehehehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;after tht went home, and i bathed.&lt;br /&gt;thn i stare in space. switching my fringe side. nk ke tk nk uh tukar? hahaah.&lt;br /&gt;thn i slept like around 12? see, i told you i was really staring into space.&lt;br /&gt;go wish th seniors good luck fr their O lvl Malay.&lt;br /&gt;namely, Ghazi, Alif, Qistina,Shahirah and Ashri. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm suppose t be typing out my Karangan fr CkguSup. haha. halfway alrdy. lazy lah sey.&lt;br /&gt;my handwritng very kecik eh, thn its like damn long somemore. alot alot of typing. M-A-L-A-S!&lt;br /&gt;alamak, my holiday tk mcm holiday lah!&lt;br /&gt;mane bolehh!&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing t do today, except Karangan.&lt;br /&gt;i've gt MT CULTURAL CAMP tmrw. idk wht time must be in sch. hope late lah. but th thing strts at 730.ugh. somemore i SL fr 1Diamond. biar btol. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, movie dates. hope 2emerald08 uh. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, got Kayak.&lt;br /&gt;Friday gt ELDS and Kayak and (maybe)Swensens at night.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, go Melaka again fr wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiatszx. tired. guranteee!&lt;br /&gt;22June t 24June gt SL camp. mcm tk nk pegi gtu kn. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;10June gt Maths grpwork.&lt;br /&gt;need t go meet MrNg and email him soon. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;12June t 15June might go Tioman again. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;20June might go get my Subway craving. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. ):&lt;br /&gt;sedih eh my life.&lt;br /&gt;SusanBoyle lost. wtheck?! MANE BOLEH GINI!?&lt;br /&gt;Marah. marah. ):&lt;br /&gt;Haahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But Diversity was awesome. hahhaa. so comel. :)&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm alrdy at th faktor(s) fr th ketagihan alkohol thingy.&lt;br /&gt;th second one alrdy!&lt;br /&gt;JY! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;no lah, i'm not gonna do it until tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;go &amp;amp; die kay karangan? penat lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, wanna go nyanyi. BYE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i think it's time for me t think twice on how i feel for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-417647054666068931?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/417647054666068931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=417647054666068931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/417647054666068931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/417647054666068931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-official-tht-papa-needs-t-buy-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7602269456382898048</id><published>2009-05-30T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:14:25.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn phone.&lt;br /&gt;Syafiqah, kau wait eh.&lt;br /&gt;Handphone ku giler giler. Bile blh upload gmbr, i upload our pictures. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, sorry abt th before post. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sec3adventure camp was fun! Hahaha. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly at sch. had flag raising.assembled at parade square. briefing by Kelvin.&lt;br /&gt;got into our groups. my group members are(tht were thre on th first day):&lt;br /&gt;Muz, Syeqal, Haikal Handsome, Abhar, Aubrey, Jenny, PeiQi, Doreen, Maryam, Aishah, DeYing, Alwin, SiMin,ZhenPing,HweeYuan,KokMeng,Syazwan,Hafiz.&lt;br /&gt;headed off t DairyFarm. drove past home. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;thn got into groups again. saw th intructors. mine was late. went t Dorms did some uhhh.. goals or something. thn i think it was lunch, cant really remember. Hhaha. oops. after lunch i know i went RockClimbing. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahahh. FUN EHH! :D after tht did th swing thingy, thn did th wall. Haikal(handsome) and Abhar are good people uh.&lt;br /&gt;alot of my memebers are quiet, but they're good uh. after tht we slacked. talked nonsese with Nadiah. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it was lame lah.seriously. thn we had th skipping rope thingy. we improved slowly lah. hahaa. thn after tht boys vs. girls. girls did better, ofcourse! :D&lt;br /&gt;thn did some solo skipping. Handsome was like ,"Mari abng tunjuk." Whtever eh Haikal. but he's good at jumping. hahaha. fun eh laugh at th pple who tried it. they all cute sey. trkena th rope all. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thn did th balance thingy, but ended up we all gave up cause th guys were distracted by Group7 skipping. Muslim did th solo skipping but thn he fell. stupid sia. HHAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;thn mop-ed th canteen. hahaha. like stupid like tht eh. hahaha. after tht gt ready t go home.&lt;br /&gt;waited fr th bus-es at th gate. this is fun part, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;was with all th guys from Group7&amp;amp;8 uh. haha. Imran, Muslim, Hafiz, Muz, Irfan and alot alot more. thn they were all talking about ZiShen(idk how t spell) nipple uh. eww. haha. but correct uh wht they say. AHAHAHAHAH! thn Imran kacau-ed me. thn i go hit him uh. lagi sikit kena dier punye itu siak. thts wht he said uh, but naseb tk kena. :D thn Muz go hit sia Imran nye itu. SIALLLAAAH! Muke Imran MERAH GILERRRRRRR! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Funny siaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Dad fetched my frm thre. thn all went "Oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" at me. HAHAHAHAHAHA! :P&lt;br /&gt;blog abit. thn go off..&lt;br /&gt;slept late cause i was doing something in my room. cheh, sounds wrong gitu kn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assmebled at sch again. gt into groups.headed off t DairyFarm. met our instructors. headed off t Canteen grp7&amp;amp;8. played some games. one th ball must pass through everyone's hands. th next was rope thingy. haah.&lt;br /&gt;after tht headed t Dorms for CampFire prep. slack slack slack. hahahhaa. did cheers tht Joy gave. psssst, we all distured Joy and Kelvin. :D we're evil, NOT! :D&lt;br /&gt;after tht had lunch. everyone was singing in th canteen! FUN FUN eh! Hahahaa. had lunch. lala. did cheers and songs. hahaha. FUN! JOY FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;went for Highelements. didnt try th walked across th net thingy, also i was scared lah. did abseiling. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i bet-ed with Mus tht is he can slide down fast, i'll give him 2ribenas. he did, i owe him. :D i cheered fr him tau. seeee, i goood girl. hahahahaha. thn Joy and Nadiah went down. ohhh, you know at th top of th abseiling thingy, i was DAMN SCARED LAH! like seriously!! i was so nervous, i wanted t give up. but i really wanted t do it, so my concious lead me. if you wanna know how scared i was, go ask Abhar. cause he saw. hahahha. he still can laugh at me somemore. hahaha. kurangajah. after tht went for flying fox!!! YEAHH BAYBEHHHHHHH! i was scred at first, but it all went well manszxxxx! HAPPY SIOL DPT FLYING FOX! :D&lt;br /&gt;thn after Haikal(handsome) did flying fox, he got try th jump jump thingy. he gt th rod uh, thn h action uh go do pull up. hahaha. cisssss. Afiq sang NOBODY sia on th flying fox! KIMAK! brave sia. hahahaha. thn we all clalp at th bottom for him. :D&lt;br /&gt;seeee we goood grp mates. hahahha. thn had breifing. chnged. check SL list. was pissed off alot! like seriously. went back t grps. Mus ask whether i okay or not, Haikal(handsome) also. but i was so pissed i didnt day anything, plus, my bag gt lost in th middle of nowhre. angry lah. kay, whtever. thn did cleaning. i help mop. hhahaha. :D&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner. sing sing. lalaal~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for CAMPFIRE!&lt;br /&gt;Campfire burning down.. *sings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE ALL DAMN HIGH SIAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mus was paranoid! Me also lah. Hahahahaa. fun eh being paranoid. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;our performance mcm kental, but cute lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Turn on th radio, listen t your heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;*do pom(s) here*&lt;br /&gt;7,8 GO!&lt;br /&gt;*do pom(s) again here*&lt;br /&gt;turn on th radio listen t your heart beat&lt;br /&gt;GO!*claps*&lt;br /&gt;HEADS DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;*become zombies*&lt;br /&gt;*KIANGS! and alive back*&lt;br /&gt;REMIX!&lt;br /&gt;Smack tht all on th floor,&lt;br /&gt;smack tht give me somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Smack tht till you gt sore,&lt;br /&gt;smack tht, oh oh ohhhh.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE THIS!&lt;br /&gt;you spin my head right round right round&lt;br /&gt;whn you go down down down&lt;br /&gt;*dedicate this song t Kelvin and Joy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a &lt;br /&gt;href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiD0lprN33I/AAAAAAAABD8/-wO1E5BY7b0/s1600-h/Syafiqah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341538085740863346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiD0lprN33I/AAAAAAAABD8/-wO1E5BY7b0/s400/Syafiqah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiD0lDWyu8I/AAAAAAAABD0/shG_nUwobXs/s1600-h/Ms+Foo!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341538075454651330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiD0lDWyu8I/AAAAAAAABD0/shG_nUwobXs/s400/Ms+Foo!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiD0k_ufD-I/AAAAAAAABDs/7GRTJwYTNwQ/s1600-h/Mr+Rani!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341538074480283618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiD0k_ufD-I/AAAAAAAABDs/7GRTJwYTNwQ/s400/Mr+Rani!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my hair. peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7602269456382898048?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7602269456382898048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7602269456382898048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7602269456382898048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7602269456382898048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/damn-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SiD0lprN33I/AAAAAAAABD8/-wO1E5BY7b0/s72-c/Syafiqah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8472433966543642831</id><published>2009-05-27T19:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:10:35.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Camp was boring, except th last part.&lt;br /&gt;it was boring cause my grp is half dead. but sometimes they are not. they're cheerful, but..&lt;br /&gt;will type more later. i wanna go pray now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8472433966543642831?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8472433966543642831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8472433966543642831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8472433966543642831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8472433966543642831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/camp-was-boring-except-th-last-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6393121326734446248</id><published>2009-05-26T15:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:58:05.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUMP JUMP!</title><content type='html'>Many many happy things finally came t realisation today.&lt;br /&gt;th most happiest being tht..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mras4 is so cool :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Next, Irosen won D'gig. they totally deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew was really cute today on stage.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt cry. (abt something only selected students should know) Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAZA WALL-TO-WALL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WITH ME AGAIN!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thts all only eh.&lt;br /&gt;oh, my Sec3 camp grouping is with MUZAQKIR! Gurantee kn, uhh.. Hahahha. gurantee mepek lah eh. kn Muz? Hhaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;my teacher in-charge is MdmAsrina, jadi kn, i think kn, maybe i will besome president of EL. alaaaaaah, tk nk lah gini! i wanna be Head of Arts. mane boleh sey. D:&lt;br /&gt;uhhh.. i'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i want t write abt wht happened ytd. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;went t Airport. didnt gt my Swensens, but got my Frappe.&lt;br /&gt;thn right, after i bought it, i went bck t my cousins. wait! KakIna was really emotional. it was really sweet lah seeing her hug her siblings all. :D imher. Hahhaa. kay, back t my Frappe. KakLin say t me, "Yan, dah beli terus diri jauh jauh eh" Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Funny sey! Hahaha. Kay, i lazy want t translate for you all lah. th Chinese ppl who read my blog, sorry uh. i want t write in malay. hahh. basket sey me. thn after tht went home. hahah. itu jeeer.&lt;br /&gt;thn today was almost late fr sch, but wasnt. haha. sat in th hall th whole day. LOVED Irosen's performance. th lead singer gt good voice! :D i LOVED Adiel's group also. Alif klakar eh. Hehehe. Qi Xiang was good lah. Hahaha. they deserve t win th ___Ship award. hahahaha. went off t Lot1. lala~&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;eh, asl kn, dier tk dtng balik skola? sad. sad. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wht i am wishing for right now.&lt;br /&gt;i wish tht Joko's batch of sec4E were still in sch.&lt;br /&gt;i wish tht AbngAfiq's batch were still in sch.&lt;br /&gt;i wish tht Qistina and her batch(only th sec four express) didnt have t graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will/am missing ALOT of pple frm these batches.&lt;br /&gt;oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. i miss th DAVIDS alot. Cookie and Archie. lalal~&lt;br /&gt;kay lah, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it whn good history repeats itself. i find tht now(frm today onwards,) i am a much much more happier person.&lt;br /&gt;yann back in business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mpR0uunWmGQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="400" height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6393121326734446248?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6393121326734446248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6393121326734446248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6393121326734446248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6393121326734446248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-many-happy-things-finally-came-t.html' title='JUMP JUMP!'/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8768917686881990704</id><published>2009-05-25T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:17:18.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe my sweetie picked Selena Gomez as th person i hate th most&lt;br /&gt;Hafizah syang, i lov her alot okay. Haha. she's my idol. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hhahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today th results were bad. failure. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;at least i only fail 3subs overall. and i pass eng. Yay?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait fr tonight sey!&lt;br /&gt;My long awaited craving fr Swensens ice cream is FINALLY GOING T BE FULFILLED!&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSA! Hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;but kn, must see first. cause maybe KakIna need t be quarintine(uhh.. how t spell?) But happy lah she's coming bck.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaa. wanna hear lah abt her trip around Russia and China and some other places. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh..&lt;br /&gt;Kay dah.&lt;br /&gt;Bye uh.&lt;br /&gt;You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift is addictive. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8768917686881990704?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8768917686881990704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8768917686881990704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8768917686881990704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8768917686881990704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-believe-my-sweetie-picked-selena.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8285713703371592988</id><published>2009-05-24T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T10:50:13.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh ya, i forgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Bryan Greenberg, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cayden Boyd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And also,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday KakIna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, you're like travelling arnd th world. idk whre you are now, but i hope tht you are safe!&lt;br /&gt;cannot wait t hear abt your trip whn you get back t Singapore! i'll be waiting at th Airport! :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. later we get Swensens. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck in you life eh, and be SAFE!&lt;br /&gt;Smoga panjang umur, dan murah rezeki! :D&lt;br /&gt;LOV. yourcousin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8285713703371592988?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8285713703371592988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8285713703371592988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8285713703371592988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8285713703371592988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-ya-i-forgt.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6654559375001093963</id><published>2009-05-24T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T10:44:25.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Qistina made me addicted t this band. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gSC1z-jh3qs&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. So far, almost all my posts there're like videos. hhaha. nothing better t do.&lt;br /&gt;thre's no Madrasah today until 28June. Yayaya. Haahaa.&lt;br /&gt;actually right, i got no motive of blogging this. i just wanted t put th video.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Go listen t thm kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And t pple who are feeling down, be happy okay. this life is too short t be emo-ed(sheesh, looks who's talking, hehe). but ya lah. like wht Diyanah wrote in her blog. you have t embrace life in order t enjoy it. you may be sad one day, but it'll better day th next day. thts wht happened t me whn i fought with my family. it workd out th next day. so wht ever problems or sadness tht you are experiencing, dont keep it bottled up. it's always good t vent your anger. :D&lt;br /&gt;just remember t not be depressed. cause depression is a sickness. a serious sickness. pills and all involve. you have t take meds once you're depressed, and no one likes t eat meds. haha. so dont be sad lah kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SMILE PLEASE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6654559375001093963?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6654559375001093963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6654559375001093963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6654559375001093963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6654559375001093963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/qistina-made-me-addicted-t-this-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-462966019354376136</id><published>2009-05-23T15:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:30:11.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAZA WALL-TO-WALL -ED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WITH ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMGOSHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. I was so happy until i go and reply wrongly. suppose t be Wall-To-Wall but i go post on my status. see how happy i was! Hahah. i really miss his voice sey. Haiii. :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, Mendaki today was th last. okay lah. quite boring, but laughed alot with Syafiqah. abt American Idol and othr stuff.&lt;br /&gt;went t Lot1 after sch. gt my Frappe again. heheh. YUM YUMMM!&lt;br /&gt;lalala~&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored now.&lt;br /&gt;watching 90210 again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;kay dah lah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-462966019354376136?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/462966019354376136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=462966019354376136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/462966019354376136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/462966019354376136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/naza-wall-to-wall-ed-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1379227626642002628</id><published>2009-05-22T15:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:11:45.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First off, i would like t say thank you t those who showed concern t me abt wht happened ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Namely, Diyanah, Qistina, Shahirah, Sohila. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thank you girls. You brighten up my day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today was actually quite good. In th morning we had public canning. thn we had a conversation. Haha. Mufiidah, Ulin and me talked abt ytd's AI results. Mufiidah, Adam Lambert eh! :D&lt;br /&gt;thn went for Maths. tick here tick thre. tired sey become MathsRep. D:&lt;br /&gt;but gurantee can gt good comments frm MrBeh nxt Fri. hahaha. chatted with JustinSeah abt SLs all. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;groupings fr Maths June Holiday project. ahhaa. my group all Malays one. haha. all th malays in group 4(excld Nabilaa) are in my group. chehdebahh! hahaha. thn went for free period. kicked out of lib cause gt some personal workshop.&lt;br /&gt;walkd around. couldnt gt a cool spot. lepak-ed at th staircase. thn went for SS. i failed by one mark. wasted manszx! i begg-ed MdmKhong t add for me one more mark eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;had recess. slack. go talk talk t alot of people. :D&lt;br /&gt;thn went off with Qistina. listened t The Lives of Famous Men. they nice eh. thanks fr th recommendation Qis! :D i'm so a fan now! and BYL also! :D thn gt back our HT paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I PASSED! OMGOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GOT 29 EH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO HAPPYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and plus, i owe Lyana ribena cause she passed! Good jod Lyana! :D haha. aftr tht temn-ed Diyanah. went off t find MsHanani. got back BioPaper. I passeeddd! :D Happyyyy. did corrections. off t Lot1 t get my Frappe and Diyanah's Bubble Tea. Zane said, :hello pretty ladies t us: and i said, :i hate you: and he kept calling me :EH!(A): but i told him :wht A, i F lah: hhehehe. bought th stuff and borrowed lib book. off home. lalalalala~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmmm.. thts all. Byeee! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's very hard t ignore you, but i was happy tht you tegur-ed me whn we saw each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ESkvcEPg2UQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ESkvcEPg2UQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1379227626642002628?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1379227626642002628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1379227626642002628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1379227626642002628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1379227626642002628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-off-i-would-like-t-say-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-607719359577845307</id><published>2009-05-21T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:04:38.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey thre.&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Today has been one of th WORST day ever in sch!&lt;br /&gt;something abt yessy, something abt AI, something abt results, something abt napha.&lt;br /&gt;it's just sad.&lt;br /&gt;4 bad things happening in one day is too stress for someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;i've a brain which need t juggle emotions and results and family.&lt;br /&gt;it's not easy okay! UGH!&lt;br /&gt;Nabilaaaa, i really need t talk t you right now. really.&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like saying much.&lt;br /&gt;hmm... Abel made me happy though.&lt;br /&gt;we met each other whn walking home. he overtook my grp and was smiling sutpidly(which is normal, HAHA!) thn we talk abt our results and othr stuff. he scolded me sey! haha. i told him abt my maths result, thn he was like, "did you really study hard?" thn i say "until my head blew off" he wanted t say something but i said "and studied smart too!" haha.&lt;br /&gt;thn talk abt Eng. he say, "i thought your eng was good." i say, "it is." he says, "so you know you eng is good? too overconfident" hahha. fun eh talk t him. he damn smart sey! like seriously. a-hole. :D hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i wanna say this abt something tht happened.&lt;br /&gt;seriously lah. you(all) dont even know me thn want t disturb me. like hello!? for all i know, you dont even know my name. dont disturb lah can?! seriously, with you(all) disturbing me for absolutely no reason it's breaking my heart even more and it makes me more angry because one of you(th one tht i had/have a crush on) is like ignoring, avoiding me. tht person is like angry at me for absolutely NO REASON! okay. so whn you(all) disturb me, it just makes things worse cause you are close buds with tht guy. it's stupid. seriously. he is ignoring me, and you guys are diturbing me. clever or wht?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-607719359577845307?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/607719359577845307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=607719359577845307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/607719359577845307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/607719359577845307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-thre.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7511051343626958855</id><published>2009-05-20T15:19:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:04:41.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I'm updating cause i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Blind Dating alrdy. sweet eh th show. rating 3 stars.&lt;br /&gt;hhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm watching Whose Line Is It Anyway, with Jeff Davis.&lt;br /&gt;will be watching 90210 later cause i missed ytd's episode. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;wht else?&lt;br /&gt;nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;well, Bye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;i was reading all my old posts, and i miss tht mras4 alot.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh, his performance made me go haywire! &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Adam Lambert! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khKNyRUoFB0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/khKNyRUoFB0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Kris's Whts goin on is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pyz2NQz9py8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pyz2NQz9py8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, idc who wins lah.&lt;br /&gt;Adam is Cookie, Kris is Archie. Dont you think? :D&lt;br /&gt;Smiles for me today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7511051343626958855?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7511051343626958855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7511051343626958855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7511051343626958855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7511051343626958855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-955123217228265726</id><published>2009-05-19T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:41:50.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/ShJvMVEBknI/AAAAAAAABDg/DEmS1207Tm4/s1600-h/naza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337450765990597234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 360px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/ShJvMVEBknI/AAAAAAAABDg/DEmS1207Tm4/s400/naza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAZA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK IN YOUR FUTURE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL TH BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andd, i heard tht Reva broke up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.. i wish you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all th BEST&lt;/span&gt; for th future! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-955123217228265726?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/955123217228265726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=955123217228265726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/955123217228265726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/955123217228265726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-naza-good-luck-in-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/ShJvMVEBknI/AAAAAAAABDg/DEmS1207Tm4/s72-c/naza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3436295705720093958</id><published>2009-05-19T16:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T11:19:29.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/ShJqJhjAMAI/AAAAAAAABDY/COrxE-whmjU/s1600-h/smurf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337445220244008962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/ShJqJhjAMAI/AAAAAAAABDY/COrxE-whmjU/s400/smurf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Exams are over, and I'm happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, now i'm just waiting for June holidays. *checks tabung*&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough money t go Dubai. i wanna go DUBAI AGAIIINNNNN! AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Mama, bring me t Dubai leh.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. i need t get out of this country.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, thre's no sch tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. okay. ummm.. Amaths sucked. idc. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;after paper, had Maths briefing. wah damn. Mr Beh always pick me one. So unfair. am i really &lt;em&gt;thaaaat&lt;/em&gt; responsible?!&lt;br /&gt;Why?!Why?!&lt;br /&gt;whteverr. chatted with Sohila for awhile. :D FairyGodMother.. :D&lt;br /&gt;went t Lot1 t catch StarTrek with Sab and Diyanah. sorry eh korang tk dpt tngk Th Uninvited. Sorrrrryyyy..&lt;br /&gt;Chris Pine is SO HOT! :D&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaw... went t buy food. went home.&lt;br /&gt;saw Sebastian. haha. there was a butterfly tht was stucked t his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;blaah blaah. watched TV. thn i used th computerr. :D&lt;br /&gt;wht i really wanna do now is find my brother and bully him.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. eh, oh. ytd rght, i bumped myself into th lrt th thingy whre you tap you card tht one. th roll roll one. i bumped into it, and it hurt. but it hurts less thn th time i fell at 2Emerald'08 BBQ. tht one uh, damn pain siaaa. D:&lt;br /&gt;aeroplaneeeee. i'm in love with Kelly Clarkson again. her music is soo goooood! :D&lt;br /&gt;Daughtry too. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. i'm obsssesssed with WOWP(Wizards of Waverly Place).&lt;br /&gt;i feel like typing, but i dont know wht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, okay. *no wonder smart people are no fun, Selena Gomez(Alex Russo)*&lt;br /&gt;Well, American Idol finals is this Thursday. :D Cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. Adam or Kris? idk eh. i still prefer last year's American Idol. :D&lt;br /&gt;aaahhhh, dah lah diam lah Fariza.&lt;br /&gt;Kay dah, BYE all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go watch Blind Dating, got Chris Pine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EDITSZX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;Okay, i'm stressed. even though exams are like over, AbngEmi didnt get into NUS(hoping tht it was some stupid technical thingy), and Mum is upset cause MakLong's 2eldest got into University, so as MakBusu's 2elderst.thn like her children got none. even though AbngDosh is getting a Diploma, she wants a Degree. see, i told you i'm stressed. Mum is forcing me t keep my head focusing t gt into JC. Omgosh, i cant handle this. i want t pursue my dreams and become a Radio DJ. i've aways wantd t be one since i was a kid. i want it. MassComm is for this kind of stuff. it's in POLY. i've got NO INTREST in other things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AbngEmi is showing more concerns t me. it scares me. i know he means well, but i'm not as smart as him. it's hard for me t just like be at his standard okay. he is intellectual! his brain is like a FREAKING CALCULATOR! he never ever failed his Maths whn he was in Secondary sch. he got into his top class! HELLO!? HOW T COMPETE?! I've got no hope. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just read. my Eng sucks like shit. i've got no hope in Maths. How?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My head is exploding! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm such a dissapointment. Why? Why?! WHY?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've really got no hope. Maybe Mama and AbngDosh are right, i'm better off as an ITE student. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm overreacting. but those who know me, shld know tht this is normal. perfectly normal. AHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I know you're tired of reading this. i'm not forcing you t. it's your choice.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like breaking down, but like wht Qistina always say, COPES. Breathe. :D&lt;br /&gt;Remember COPES. Think positive. *mumbles t self, "you can give pple good advice, why not giv it t yourself now?"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6HEHakBVljI&amp;amp;hl=" width="400" height="325" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody out there&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here all alone&lt;br /&gt;And I.. I just don't knowIs anybody this weird&lt;br /&gt;Will someone ever get my twisted thoughts&lt;br /&gt;My ways&lt;br /&gt;I guess &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;not today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-Kelly Clarkson's Not Today-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3436295705720093958?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3436295705720093958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3436295705720093958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3436295705720093958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3436295705720093958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-are-over-and-im-happy-hahhaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/ShJqJhjAMAI/AAAAAAAABDY/COrxE-whmjU/s72-c/smurf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1244346405424039142</id><published>2009-05-18T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:39:13.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selena Gomez is so my idol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. tht was random.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, JT won Survivor. raightttt.&lt;br /&gt;Geog paper was okay, i guess. i know i screwed all my 8marks qns. :D&lt;br /&gt;ugh. die die. i cant fail! but hopefully my A2/A1(i not sure) in CA will buck up my results. ugh..&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. hmmm, well, i studied th formulas for Amaths just now while watching Survivor, using th laptop and ms-ong Shahirah.&lt;br /&gt;Hhaahah. fun fun. and Shahirah, YES, I DID STUDY, AND I'VE MEMORISED IT! :P You cannot bullyyy meeeeee.. Hhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;kay, ummm..&lt;br /&gt;tmrw might be watching movie. hope they will watch lah.&lt;br /&gt;andd oh, today went t Lot1 with Sohila. Omgosh, i miss my fairygodmother alot! :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. fun fun fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;*David Henrie said, im-a-dumber-osez. Its a diseaseeeee.*&lt;br /&gt;Imadumberosez! :D Imadumberosez! HHAHAHAH! FUNNNNNYYYY. IMADUMBerOSEZ! :D &amp;amp; No, i'm not dumb. :D&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. tmrw Amaths. shit. go and die lah Amaths. and go and die lah Yes Guy. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;meaaannnn-nnyy-osez. :D&lt;br /&gt;kay lah, nothing more t say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye all! Good luck for tmrw Amath's Paper SEC 3 EXPRESS!&lt;br /&gt;JYY JYYYY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1244346405424039142?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1244346405424039142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1244346405424039142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1244346405424039142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1244346405424039142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/selena-gomez-is-so-my-idol-d-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7774282648026546300</id><published>2009-05-17T15:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:59:21.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrghttyyy, 2 more papers left! Yooohhhhoooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;Hhaahha!&lt;br /&gt;Eh, eh. my &lt;s&gt;crush&lt;/s&gt; hater(i hate him) added me on facebook siaaa! :D i'm both angry and happy? idk.&lt;br /&gt;ummm.. i've got nothing t say actually.&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No Surprise by Daughtry! :D &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ltH0lTTchZw&amp;amp;hl=" width="400" height="325" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7774282648026546300?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7774282648026546300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7774282648026546300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7774282648026546300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7774282648026546300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-world-alrghttyyy-2-more-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-5841869123855678728</id><published>2009-05-13T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:02:32.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIO TMRW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Omgosh, mras4, you just took my breath away on facebook.imisstht.imisstht.imisstht.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES! CAN COME SCH LATE TMRW! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-5841869123855678728?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5841869123855678728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=5841869123855678728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5841869123855678728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5841869123855678728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/bio-tmrw-omgosh-mras4-you-just-took-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7207390229045363805</id><published>2009-05-11T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:14:22.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A2F8tsmBrb8&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okaay, Maths tmrw. and thn Chem, Bio, Maths. GOOD LUCK ALL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will be MIA fr this week. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7207390229045363805?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7207390229045363805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7207390229045363805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7207390229045363805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7207390229045363805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-so-cute-okaay-maths-tmrw.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-5681048564059786632</id><published>2009-05-10T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:18:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ALL MOTHERS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MY AUNTIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY T MY MUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU MA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's th vid th cousins made:&lt;br /&gt;(AbngDosh's part and mine gt cancelled! Oh no! it was cute lor. we did same pose! LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cguftp76tyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cguftp76tyQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-5681048564059786632?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5681048564059786632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=5681048564059786632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5681048564059786632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5681048564059786632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-mothers-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-362714009490311349</id><published>2009-05-09T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:14:23.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mumsie Day Celebration today with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;i forgot wht i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, meeting Sab(hehehe, your name nice lah *refers t tagboard*) t get t cookie! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Kay dah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saaaaaab, your shoe nice! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HAHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel inspired tht my cousin gt th Mdicine Course in NUS. Omgosh, i'm gonna start studying as hard as her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATS KAK NURUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL TH BEST KAK NURUL! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-362714009490311349?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/362714009490311349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=362714009490311349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/362714009490311349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/362714009490311349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/mumsie-day-celebration-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-4496326586615867693</id><published>2009-05-08T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:38:47.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SS/HT PAPER DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe. So hppy. now just waiting for Maths and Amaths t be over soon! UGH!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. i saw your shoes lah Sab. its nice okay? LOL&lt;br /&gt;okay. ummm.. papers ended. headed t canteen. found Nabilah.&lt;br /&gt;headed off t West Mall. chit chatted with her. fun eh. fun!&lt;br /&gt;bought Aussino. card probs. hehehehe. headed off t Lot1. went round. go Pizza Hut. needed t wait. so Nabilah bought Apple pie. i ate it, and th filings spilled on me. Ooops! HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;thn th pizza hut pple called me. went t Pizza hut. chatted. ate. shared jokes. FUN EH! :D&lt;br /&gt;saw all of Yes's friends siaaaaaszx! OMGOSH! Panic-ed!&lt;br /&gt;thn my mum called and told me tht AbngEmi was at Lot1 thn i really panic-ed! cause there were like these like NS guys over there making noises, and if my AbngEmi sees me he'll tel my mum, and i'll die! so i go like look at him, thn like his (Yes's) friends were like looking at me and smiling. Scary bodoh!&lt;br /&gt;thn left. walked walked. saw AbngEmi. talk t him abt Mama's present. thn his friends were like gossiping wondering whether i was his sister or not. do i really look THT different from him? Nabilah says yes. his friends ask him, "Adik kau eh?" another one ask "Adik kau kn?" maybe he said 'kan' because he heard me talking abt Mama's present. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;walked walked walked walked walked. i swore we walked around. I'm sorry Nabilah! i OWE you BIG time lah eh! :D&lt;br /&gt;finally bought perfume for Mama. i dont knw if she's gonna like it or not uh. if she dont want, i give other pple. wanted t buy for her Smurf, but thn they dont allow Nets unless purchase is $20 above. Sucks. ended up didnt buy. checked out price for Famous Amos cookie cake tht one. Buying tmrw with Sab. Tk sabar! Hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;bought bubble tea. headed HOME!&lt;br /&gt;NOW CLA... ( I FORGOT WHT T WRITE CAUSE SAB JUST called me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm.. well, idk wht t say.&lt;br /&gt;i love YOUR SHOES alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: SAB ORDERED MY COOKIE CAKE ALRDY! hahaahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeeee, i wannaa seee YOUR SHOE!&lt;br /&gt;Zul, i still hate him lah. :D stupid kacang and brocolli man you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-4496326586615867693?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4496326586615867693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=4496326586615867693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4496326586615867693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/4496326586615867693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/ssht-paper-down-yessaaaaaaaaaa-hehehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-5877005099947688626</id><published>2009-05-07T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:17:51.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, i owe Lyana Ribena with peach if she passes her history. i owe her two. :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i am actually at CompLab4 for HT. so today go home, i wont blog lah. blogged her alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;kaaay. Sab, YOUR SHOES are nice.*wriggles eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;sch today is boringgg. "hello world. she owes me ribena! :D"&lt;br /&gt;Raighttttt, okay. Lyana is very pretty. she say i must say. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. tmrw SS and HT paper siaaa.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not prepared for SS. my CK is prepared for HT, but idk th formats. how?&lt;br /&gt;die! deeepresssion. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. kay. idk wht else t say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK ALL! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-5877005099947688626?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5877005099947688626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=5877005099947688626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5877005099947688626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5877005099947688626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-i-owe-lyana-ribena-with-peach-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1890374307020391484</id><published>2009-05-06T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:24:13.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I'm done with my craze for aplpe pie. so tht last day tht i will be at Lot One for a temporary moment will be on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;will be buying Mothers Day prezziees with Nabilah. tk sabarr! :D&lt;br /&gt;okay, sch was okay. temp taking. Ms Lim mepek sey. she say she get 37.0=I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;like wht!? HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;she cute lah she. ofcourse uh! who's form teacher? :D *wriggles eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;Maths. okaay lah.&lt;br /&gt;MT. Ckgu wants t send my karangan for competition. thn he ask me why my daily work better thn my exam. uhhh?&lt;br /&gt;chaaaaattteddd with Liyana. hehehe. dah lame sey tk ckp. :D&lt;br /&gt;free period. Mr Chue? is better thn tht old aunty. i saw him looking out from his class whn i went t throw my tissue paper.&lt;br /&gt;recess. saw him, and i uhh.. didnt layan. chatted with Sohila alot. she say i make her go crazy! :D&lt;br /&gt;we gadoh-ed. :D I LOVE HER. she's SO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;thn chat with Liyana. go t class. Geog. slacked. took puncher from Zul's table at his class. talked t Liyana again.&lt;br /&gt;Chem. something bad happen. NABILAH, BE HAPPY LAH YOU!&lt;br /&gt;JORBEL, IT AINT YOUR FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;Eng. slacked. Su made my hair uhh.. how t say? idk. hahhaa. thn i degil go and open. she sad. :D&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah saw him outside, so i told her t walk faster. but she walked slowly. saw Sohila at th canteen. walked off. tried t like walk faster thn him, but ended up he caught up with us. so i told Diyanah t walk slower. saw this 2 mats with red bull and cigarettes infront of thm, but they were listening t Barbie? KENTAL SIAAAASZX!&lt;br /&gt;walked slowy. stopped for a moment so tht he would walk infront. hahaha. met Sohila again. chaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt decide whether i wanna take 188 or 187. apple pie or home? hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;he kept turning back. ughf!&lt;br /&gt;ended up taking 188 and i was saying I HATE YOU t Diyanah and indirectly saying it t him. :D&lt;br /&gt;i even spelled it out. and it really seemed like i was some maniac talking t herself. well, thts me! :D&lt;br /&gt;thn boarded. laughed laughed with Diyanah. stalking eh. he was alighted at Lot1 also. :D&lt;br /&gt;we finally never ignore each other! OMGOSH! I WAS SO HAPPY lah! :D&lt;br /&gt;thn bought my apple pie. turned, and saw him. :D look at me! lah!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D&lt;br /&gt;i was happy ever since thn.&lt;br /&gt;okay. i gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMERICAN IDOL tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's been one week since th first sms. D:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i sad. but happy? LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;100209&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1890374307020391484?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1890374307020391484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1890374307020391484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1890374307020391484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1890374307020391484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3573501475233747856</id><published>2009-05-05T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:30:48.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lastly, i would like t tell you tht David Cook's brother, Adam Cook passed away on 2nd May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"David Cook &lt;a href="http://www.davidcookofficial.com/blog/behalf-my-family-and-myself"&gt;writes to his fans&lt;/a&gt; on his brother’s passing:&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write everyone and say a few things, in light of recent events, to dispel any misinformation that may be circulating and to say thank you on behalf of my family and myself to everyone who has shown even the slightest bit of support to us and our efforts as a family to help eradicate this terrible affliction.&lt;br /&gt;My brother, Adam, passed away at 11:52pm Eastern, May 2nd. He was 37 years old and leaves behind his wife and two children. We had played Sunfest in West Palm Beach that night, walking off stage at approximately 11:00pm Eastern, and I rushed to get on a plane to fly to Washington D.C., to be a part of the Race For Hope-D.C., a fundraiser for research and development of a cure for brain cancer. I learned of Adam’s passing upon getting to my hotel around 3:00am Eastern. I decided to run in the race, despite all of this, for two reasons. First, my brother never wanted his illness to affect others. That was evident in the fact that he wanted his illness to have no part in my experience on Idol, a point he was quite adamant about. So, with that wish in mind, I ran and was involved with the event as an homage to him. Secondly, there are many people who are still battling, and by running and sharing my brother’s story, I hope that it offers those still fighting that much more resolve to not succumb to this wretched disease.&lt;br /&gt;I want to again thank everyone who donated to the race and continues to donate, sent a kind email, posted thoughts and prayers, called, etc. I take it as affirmation that my brother was the great man that I knew, and whose ideals I constantly try to uphold in myself. It is with those ideals in tow that I vow to continue to speak out in hopes of raising whatever necessary to help eliminate cancer entirely.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I mentioned earlier that Adam never wanted his illness to affect anyone. So, with the exception of our Toledo, OH, show on May 6th, which we will do everything possible to reschedule, all other shows will go on as scheduled.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, thank you to everyone for allowing us, as a family, to grieve and come to terms privately. This event has shown me, beyond doubt, that I have the greatest people in my life, family, friends, and fans alike, and for that, I can never offer enough thanks. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from &lt;a href="http://www.rickey.org/"&gt;www.rickey.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wosh his family and David Cook all th best. :D&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, and keep supporting David Cook all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3573501475233747856?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3573501475233747856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3573501475233747856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3573501475233747856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3573501475233747856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/lastly-i-would-like-t-tell-you-tht.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-2299909625299206259</id><published>2009-05-05T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:10:05.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey thre!&lt;br /&gt;Morning was pure torture. ugh. Qistina shld know why, and thnks Qi Xiang for telling her tht i was unhappy. cause she cheered me up in some funny way. Qis, you gt happiness power uh toward me! Hahaha. LOL. crap.&lt;br /&gt;had Chem revision. i find th test okay lah. easier thn th before one. guess cause i really learnt from my mistakes. and i love Chem, so i wanna be good at it. (Qistinaaaaaa, I LOVE CHEM!) Hhahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;had Pure geog. was slacking. ugh. i'm afraid i might fail. but i got A1 for my CA1. :D Hopefully can keep it up. :D&lt;br /&gt;recess. i gave him a cold shoulder whn i looked his way, and he looked my way. idk if i should be happy or not.&lt;br /&gt;fought with Justin Seah, LIKE FINALLY! :D&lt;br /&gt;Happyy siaaa i got t fight with him again! :D Hahahahhaah!&lt;br /&gt;thn headed off for MT. i got B4 overall for my Malay. at least better thn a C6. :D&lt;br /&gt;had Maths. Modulus? idk how t spell, is easy. all must be positive. thts all! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;did corrections. sat with th Malay guys of Mr Beh's maths class featuring Imran, Eugene and Hafiz. talked abt soccer. fight here, fight thre. fun fun! i LOVE SLAPPING MUZ! :D&lt;br /&gt;thn did revision for Maths. slacked a while deciding whether wanna go for Prefects meeting or not. :D&lt;br /&gt;end up i didnt. :D clever right!&lt;br /&gt;slacked at busstop waiting for many many buses t pass by. hahaha. case tk der kerjakn. :D&lt;br /&gt;saw tht one. pffft! ugh! AHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;angry. Sab didnt let me escape t any buses tht arrived! UGH! she even locked me t Nab's bag! OMGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;th sec 5s beside us were like looking! embarassing siaaaaszx! OMGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. thn didnt get t board th first 188. ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;waited. took away Zane's shoes! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;FUNNYYYY! :D&lt;br /&gt;boarded 188. ugh, him. omgosh. idk wht i'm feeling for him. uggh!&lt;br /&gt;complained t Sohila abt it. we were also adding tht each other would fall. tht one funny. end up i was th one tht kept falling. :D&lt;br /&gt;funny. i saw him tho. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;whn he wanted t alight, he looked back t whre i was standing, and seemed t be looking. at my direction! omgosh! i stared at him all th way whn he alighted. ughhhhhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;idk! idk! idkkk! AHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;whtever. i almost cried. but Sohila said, Dont cry. I'll treat you apple pie.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU SOHILA! SAYANG YOU! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought Bubble tea with Sohila temaning me. :D i so happy i met her on th bus. :D&lt;br /&gt;went home. lalaal~&lt;br /&gt;emo by myself.&lt;br /&gt;listening t Strong by Jordyn Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;omgosh, th song makes me strong towards things now. so wht if he ignores me. so wht if my family thinks lowly of me? all of these will help me become a more stronger person! YES IT WILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yf2ZB8KwZ2c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yf2ZB8KwZ2c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:i'm still confused abt my feelings for him. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-2299909625299206259?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2299909625299206259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=2299909625299206259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2299909625299206259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2299909625299206259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-thre-morning-was-pure-torture.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-914768730849679827</id><published>2009-05-04T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:38:20.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;i've chnged my link and blogskin. tag me t tell me wht you think. :D&lt;br /&gt;well, today was tiringgg uhszx.&lt;br /&gt;had temp taking. waahseey! my temp 37.5 siaa. omgosh.&lt;br /&gt;had maths. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had PE. Mr Rani made us have temp taking. i gt 37.4:D&lt;br /&gt;waahsey! PE tiring siaa! did sit ups and pushups. okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;recess. gosh, tht bastard ignored me. okay, i hate you! i really do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;UGHG&lt;/span&gt;! YOU SUCK SO MUCHHH! UGHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free period. cabin-ed. had Bio. sleepy. eng, sleepy. stayed back. ate. waited fr Sab's and Diyanah's guys. i actually wantd t wait for Yes, but thn i gt angry thinking how he ignored me, and didnt want to. went home. saw Sohila and him at th busstop. i complained t Sohila abt it. it's fun t talk with her. now i wished i'd taken 188 so i could've talked longer with her. but she takes th same bus as him. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;i have t go study lah. ughhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate you, you suck! you ruin my life! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay, i'm overreacting. i'm sorry. i'm just angry. i dont mean anything. oh, i'm so sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-914768730849679827?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/914768730849679827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=914768730849679827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/914768730849679827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/914768730849679827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8761038102416900748</id><published>2009-05-03T13:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:01:27.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Catchphrase frm th movie, FROM JUSTIN TO KELLY;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna tell you tht i love you, but i cant decide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Madrasah and Mendaki were okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i fought with Firdaus cause i told him tht i dont like WSSS pple. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Muslim and Hasif were tryng t figure out my maths marks, but i didnt wanna tell thm cause Firdaus wa slooking at me. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it sucks tht now most of th Mendaki boys know my name. cause they're IRRITATING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I chatted with Fauzy today abt his Millenia?Ins carnival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he wanted me t go i guess, cause he ask, kau pergi? hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i say i didnt layan th ticket sellers who were at my sch. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, gtg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss you? LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8761038102416900748?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8761038102416900748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8761038102416900748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8761038102416900748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8761038102416900748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/catchphrase-frm-th-movie-from-justin-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-154936132091991239</id><published>2009-05-01T09:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:01:09.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;MOVIE DATE WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;SDFS TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;CANT WAIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;YAAAAYYYY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;PS: idk why, but i miss him so much. i waited for him t sms me last night just for fun. but he didnt. i'm sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i miss him. oh gosh, no. i can't. ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;EDIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okaay, so th movie outing was okay i guess. SDS was as usual, late. haha. i was just early. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;headed off t Lido around 1o45. bought popcorns. headed t Lido Classic. gt some show. but it was in Chinese. so sadd. D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;movie started. for a PG rated movie, thre is a lot of "Fcuk" in it. sheesh. i was kinda boring. very dry and draggy uh th show. but there were a lot of funny parts though. walked around. saw a band performing. siaaallllaaahh! th basist freaking cute siaaa! hahaha. oh, we saw Ms Toh with her boyfriend. so cute sey! she so diff manszx! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thn bought KFC. headed home. later going bowling at West Coast. ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now i'm bored. and i'm missing him so much. oh gosh. ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;should i sms him again? or not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont want. i scared. hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm in love all over again, but i dont know if i should really be in love. ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;omgosh, ugh is such a NICE word! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOVVE! UGH! hahahahaha!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Edits again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha. owling was okay. chatted alot with Shahirah. she made me sms him siaaaszx!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i did. i sms mine and hers. hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trust me, on tht day, i sms alot of pple. i think i like sms-ed 5 pple?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waaaaaw! bill gurantee exceed sia like tht. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and whn mine replied, i panic-ed like SHIATSZX! like seriously i panic-ed oi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you could ask Shahirah how i panic-ed. it was really panic! i didnt know wht t say lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wahsey! hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;off t Charcos. Diyanah wanted t know wht happened in th sms-es. hhehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had fun. yum yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;off t fetch AbngDosh frm work. was really late hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had a fever for him.(my tht one, not AbngDosh, LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went t sleeeeeeep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-154936132091991239?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/154936132091991239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=154936132091991239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/154936132091991239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/154936132091991239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-date-with-sdfs-today-cant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-159349682278724524</id><published>2009-04-30T16:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:33:13.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have good friends. i just realised tht. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i would like t say thanks t..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurqistina. Zulfiqar. NurDiyanah. Sabrina. Siti Sulaiha. Siti Nuraini. NurLiyana. SherylTay. Fiona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, those people were great t me today. i really went through a state of depression today. like seriously. i was trying my best t ignore this person, although i know tht deep down in my heart, i just just have have to see this person. i tried my hardest t ignore him, and i did. ugh. so much effort was put into ingnoring him. ugh!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sch was tiringgg. hahaha. i love history periods tho. Ckgu always layan me, and plus History is very very intresting oi! :D left.&lt;br /&gt;met up with Sab and Diyanah. headed t canteen. waited for Sheryl.&lt;br /&gt;Sab sent me and diyanah off t gate. went home with Ain and YingQi on th bus. haha.&lt;br /&gt;walked home. lalal~&lt;br /&gt;offffff blogggingg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took quizzes on fb based on wht i feel for tht guy. and it says tht i truly love him. oh gosh. dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DREW SEELEY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-159349682278724524?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/159349682278724524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=159349682278724524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/159349682278724524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/159349682278724524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-good-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3412190992015301076</id><published>2009-04-29T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:27:47.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;idk why, but i suddenly feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i've been like thinking of all th stuff tht has happened t my family.&lt;br /&gt;my Uncle and Auntie moving t Dubai along with my great cousin.&lt;br /&gt;thn like i pity my cousins cause they have high education here and their family is like in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;thn like all my cousins and my brothers so clever, and i'm like so dumb compared t thm. AbngDosh alrdy gt his diploma. AbngFarid has been like getting awards for good results. he got A level with B's and C's which is good lah. he's like gonna get into engineering course. thn like KakLin is alrdy in NUS. surviving. KakIna is like in NIE or something. Shirah has been geting awesome results, and she's been really studying freaking hard. Azri obviously smart lah sey. like he's in an Internatioanl School in Dubai. HELLO?! Ofcourse clever lah!thn AbngWan is like in SMU. KakNurul is taking some medical course in NUS. she like got A's and B's for her A level lah please. both were from Independent Schs and headed t RJC for their JC years. Smart right?!&lt;br /&gt;so thts why i feel like such a dumb ass around them. they're so smart, and i'm so dumb. D':&lt;br /&gt;UGH!&lt;br /&gt;so much stress is seriously on me lah like right now!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna screaaaam!&lt;br /&gt;i just.. just wannna &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/16jw_DPiLjE&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know why my cousins dont talk much t me? cause they think i'm a minah cause i went t DSS. t thm, DSS is such a low end sch, practically they dont care. t thm DSS is like dusts. DSS is not like BPGH, WSSS, ACJC, CGS, VS, TKGS SP, NYP, PJC.. those are GOOD schs, and DSS is not. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;it's so stressful! UGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;if i was allowed t pull out each strand of my hair, i would've. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so dumb. i'm ugly. i'm everyone's worst nightmares. wanna have a nightmare? look at me!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm torn, broken, hurt.&lt;br /&gt;my pride torn, heart broken(Zul shld know, dont tell pple okay?). I am just HURT. cause my family's so smart, and i dont match up t thm. AbngEmi's leaving for Thailand like on my birthday month, AbngDosh heading off t NS. Azri coming back, but th ones tht i am close t are all gone. whts th point in life? it's t wht? break yoursel into millions of pieces and find it? wht happen if th pieces are just too much t find? wht would you do? never give up? you know it's impossible t not t give up. one day on th long road of life, you'll have th urge t give up, but you dont. why? if you have t answer, tell me. i need t know why. cause seriously, i just dont understand anything anymore. i just don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i miss my family tht's in Dubai so much right now. really i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Come back QUICKK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3412190992015301076?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3412190992015301076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3412190992015301076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3412190992015301076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3412190992015301076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/idk-why-but-i-suddenly-feel-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7604518339429729047</id><published>2009-04-29T17:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:29:54.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i liked today.&lt;br /&gt;causeeee.. i talked t him, and we got MANY MANY stares at each other!&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH! :D&lt;br /&gt;kaaay. lets strt frm beginning.&lt;br /&gt;went t sch. even whn i go out at 7 i reach sch at 710. damn earlyyy leyy!&lt;br /&gt;slaccckkkked. had Contact time. Maths was next. headache lah, headache.&lt;br /&gt;thn had MT. hot hot. Free period. noisy noisy.&lt;br /&gt;recess timeeee! walked past tht one. sempat sey tngk luar. sheesh. :D&lt;br /&gt;bell rang, i was looking for him uh at th longgg queues. thn i suddenly saw his eyes meeting mine eh!&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH! OMGOSH! and his ex-girlfriend was like at th queue beside him only she was with her current boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH! he stared at me la sey!&lt;br /&gt;thn he went down t seat. since i was doing duty, i just looked at him lah.&lt;br /&gt;thnn i went t tie my shoelace after talking t Mr Rani about his absence and DRAMA SYF.&lt;br /&gt;i saw him like looking for something uh. WAHLAU! hope tht something was me? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;damn hot siaaakszx.&lt;br /&gt;kaay, had lessons. it was during Eng tht Haiekal kept kicking my leg. damn ass lah you anak Awwababoooon!&lt;br /&gt;thn sch end. stay bck. saw him! :D i said HI t him lehhh!&lt;br /&gt;thn asked Ashri and Zul abt maths qns. Ashri pandai eh. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;th i said Good luck t Ye Shun for his napha? test. LOL. tk de kerja lain eh me. HAHHAH!&lt;br /&gt;thn went home. lalala~&lt;br /&gt;gt this SCSS tht was VERY VERY HOTTTT! :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaaay, i wanna go watch American Idol!&lt;br /&gt;Byeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love my Yes guy, YES I DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7604518339429729047?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7604518339429729047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7604518339429729047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7604518339429729047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7604518339429729047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-liked-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6895378143362661550</id><published>2009-04-28T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:30:33.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History repeated itself today,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i am HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THT IT DID!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nabilaaaaaa, CHHER UP OKAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I REALLY HATE IT WHEN YOU'RE SAD girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;okaaaaaay, i'm in loveeeee. cant blog long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;byeeeeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;loveryy loveyy loveeyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;he makes me high on my heels eveytime whn i see him! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6895378143362661550?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6895378143362661550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6895378143362661550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6895378143362661550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6895378143362661550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/history-repeated-itself-today-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-5974198106126517003</id><published>2009-04-27T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:24:48.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WILLIAM PETER MOSELEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SfVzKUX-ZtI/AAAAAAAABDI/9uToknq6AtI/s1600-h/William+Moseley!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329292355168003794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SfVzKUX-ZtI/AAAAAAAABDI/9uToknq6AtI/s400/William+Moseley!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okaaaay. so yeaah. Happy birthday t him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahhaahhaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lets strt from th beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went t sch. went t toilet. slacked. ate koko krunch. hehehehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thn Sab came. koko go missing. D: Diyanah came. Koko ran away. D: thn had Maths. PE next. free period. played badminton, and th malay girls crapped a lot along with Sarah. Hahahha. Fuunnnyyyy siaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thn slacked outside PE office. *eheeeeeeemmmmm loookkeeeedd at meeee!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chnged. my baju koyaaaaakkkkk! AAHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i ran t 4Emerald looking for Qis but i saw Hazizah. i screamed for her to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thn got Ulin, Ashri, Shahirah, Azimah all uh. thn i tell thm. Azimah ask me where koyak, but i was alrdy so panicky i ran t th toilet and waited for Hazizah. thn she help me pin. THANK YOU HAZIZAH! YOU'RE MY LIFE SAVER MANSZX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thn went for recess. chatted with Qistina, thn she bully me. like wtheck siaaa! angrrryyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thn do duty. angrrryyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;free period saw Ms Ruzana. help out with Art papers. walked around. disturbed some pple i know from Sec2.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waved t Byron. walk walk. Bio practical. eng. boreddddd. had lunch t wait for 255. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw my Yes guy. headed t busstop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;saw Sohila. chatted with her. dah lame sey tk chat eh Sohila! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thm something something happen. hahahha. Sab and Diyanah lah. Just dance btol. stood beside Ye Shun. thn Azimah wa slike asking for our heights, so i wanted task Ye Shun lah wht's his height, but lazy. hahaha. chatted with Sohila from like a distance. caus ei dont want sit beside her. thn Ye Shun said bye t me cause he want t alight. so i go t Sohila, thn Daryll laughed at me abt something, but i forgt wht. Shiaaat, diyanah's gonna smack me if i cant remember! UGH. ahahhaahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;paid my fines. whnever i'm with Sab, there will always be something not right. hahahaha. FUN lah t be around her. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thn got my waffles. saliva dripped. Sab saw. hahahaha. went home. kept smiling because of something. Hahahahahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now bloggggging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm.. i wanna go beraaaak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kay dah, BYE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;omgosh, my yes guy has eyes tht make me smile. he's so friendly and nice to seee? hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-5974198106126517003?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5974198106126517003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=5974198106126517003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5974198106126517003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5974198106126517003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-william-peter-moseley.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SfVzKUX-ZtI/AAAAAAAABDI/9uToknq6AtI/s72-c/William+Moseley!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3714230665859420290</id><published>2009-04-25T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:57:29.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;elfeeziyan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2years. i wont forget. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;byee elfee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. so this update is one day late, but who cares? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's been two years already. omgosh. cannot belive it manszx!&lt;br /&gt;and i still havent told him my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;so now i am going t forget aout him. i'm gonna move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i finally realise tht there is absolutely no reason for me to keep on loving you. i thought tht whn i finally decide for this day to come, i would be sad. devastated. heartbroken. *insert all the words tht could describe a broken love.* i thought tht i would be crying till i've drained every ounce of water i have in my body. i'm wrong. okay so i do feel a bit sad, but i'm okay. i'm not crying. i'm okay. hehehe. i'm okay. omgosh. i'm okay. i'm NOT crying over this. this is SO COOL. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;don't sidetrack lah Fariza! :D&lt;br /&gt;i will, can NEVER forget you. i can never forget how you always make me feel whenever you're in sight. i will never forget the stares tht you give me eveytime we saw each other. Boy, the stares were awesome. especially whn our eyes actuall really meet. whn i looked into you eyes at tht moment, everything around me fades. all the sound, the pictures. everything. i feel as though we are the only ones alive in the whole entire universe. you make me go crazy in those stares. you make me, me. there were so many events tht our eyes met, and our smiles met. it was really, truly awesome. seriously. nothing can replace the feelings i had for you.&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget 254o7 until today, 25o4o9. i will never forget 241oo7. i will never forget any of the days whn i saw you. whn you stared at me. i will never, can never, wont ever forget. no matter wht, you will forver and always be in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I will miss you, i won't forget you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;My sweet special MrAs4. :D "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the part of a song tht really refelcts my mood right now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"I got tired of waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My faith in you is fading.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift's Love Story.&lt;br /&gt;umm.. okay you're making it hard by always popping out on tht website.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i'v forgotten about you.&lt;br /&gt;moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Lautner and Selena Gomez ARE DATING!&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, wait, Bye My MrAs4. You've really been a special person in my life. thank you for cheering me up whn i was down.&lt;br /&gt;i can never thank you enough my sweet MrAs4. :D&lt;br /&gt;Good luck in life! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3714230665859420290?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3714230665859420290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3714230665859420290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3714230665859420290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3714230665859420290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-elfeeziyan.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-7041912024013366605</id><published>2009-04-24T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:35:15.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MALAY PAPER IS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happyyy. okay well, compo was okay. hard?&lt;br /&gt;idc. break. saw my Yes guy. rinduu dier. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;thn argued with Li Sen again! Hahaha. You stupid asshole lah you!&lt;br /&gt;thn malay paper 2. kept on smiling t Sab. hahahahaa. our class FUN SIALSZX!&lt;br /&gt;LOVEE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;waited for my Yes guy. no i didnt. HAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;headed t busstop. ask Ashri how was his paper. lalal~&lt;br /&gt;bought KFC. off t Sab's house. thn watched Wrong turn. okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;watched Identity and straightened hair.&lt;br /&gt;went home. walked t Teck Whye with Diyanah.&lt;br /&gt;home nowwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;i want go sleeep. NIGHTSZX! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait till tmrw. so tht i can say i've loved you for two years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-7041912024013366605?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7041912024013366605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=7041912024013366605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7041912024013366605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/7041912024013366605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/malay-paper-is-over-im-so-happyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-6700936230027906046</id><published>2009-04-23T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:35:09.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams started. but we'll have a two weeks break for us.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. went t sch. revised format. exam. 3jade fun siaaa! exam exam also still can make joke one. realy cheered our mood up uh.&lt;br /&gt;Hhahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;break. lalaalalal~ exam again.&lt;br /&gt;went t Lot 1 after sch. went home with my Yes guy. he so hot! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;thn headed t Diyanah's hse t get money.&lt;br /&gt;thn off t lot one. ate at food junction.&lt;br /&gt;walked around. went home, saw AbngEmi. weird. we went home together, but i got home before him.&lt;br /&gt;good right, brother and sister. now watching vids, thinking abt stuff and studying. ouch, brain aches.&lt;br /&gt;it's aching from thinking. and studying.&lt;br /&gt;UGH!&lt;br /&gt;Zul, tolong aku lahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss MrAs4, and Yes guy. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember this date last year, Irfan was like puling you. you were eating spicy food, and i was blushing. you looked into my eyes, and i looked into yours. nothing will ever feel like tht ever again, guy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-6700936230027906046?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6700936230027906046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=6700936230027906046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6700936230027906046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/6700936230027906046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-exams-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-1845544628488400509</id><published>2009-04-22T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:42:29.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'VE FINALLY TALKED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T MY YES GUY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YESSAA! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrghttty. tmrw's exam. SYF got results. dont wanna talk abt it. Maths free period. MT. Free period nxt.&lt;br /&gt;recess. was singing, thn my Yes guy looked at me. scary sia. i was singing a lovesong manszx. and looking at his direction. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thn had Pure Geog. hard. Chem. slacked. Eng, slacked. went off. signed Scholarship. saw my Yes guy. Weeeee..&lt;br /&gt;thn off t GO t get sch stamp. thn had lunch. hahaha. went for prefects meeting. was th only girl. damn sad. D:&lt;br /&gt;Byron kept bullying me! Ugh! I WONT TELL YOU MANSZX! Hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;accompanied Justin t staff room. saw Ye Shun. and i said t him, "I know your name is Ye Shun and i nvr even look at your nametag!" he covered his name tag, and i covered mine, thn he said, "you nvr tell me your name..."&lt;br /&gt;something something. LOL. i found it t be really really funnyyy!&lt;br /&gt;thn saw Zul outside NPCC room. talked t him. nametag covered. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thn went home. lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;Akmal and Syazwan said bye, or was it Akmal only? HAHA. weird. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;went home. watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;studied. compp.&lt;br /&gt;chatting with Pak Busu. he say i got married. wtheck sey! hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my MrAs4! and Yes guy is so HANNDDDSOMMMEEEEE!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-1845544628488400509?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1845544628488400509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=1845544628488400509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1845544628488400509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/1845544628488400509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-ive-finally-talked-t-my-yes-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-501073285220064461</id><published>2009-04-21T17:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:34:18.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMGOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE ACCEPTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMGOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMGOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrght! ignore th before post. i still miss him dearly, and i still do have feelings for him!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HAVE T SCREAM AT SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SAYING THT HE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ACCEPTED TH FREQUEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaaaay, chilll! Hahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;well, today was okay. assembly okay. Pirates. Arghhhh. *eyepatch* LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thn had free period. saw and Yes guy and injured myself again. you know like at Jia Wei's hse! my chin, but no blood uh.&lt;br /&gt;geog. fun. Ko Win crap siaaa! Syeqal umm, bnyk bising! Sab, Diyanah laugh laugh. i go find my lollipop from Zul. GAGAGA!&lt;br /&gt;recess. do duty. saw my Yes guy, he looked my way and i bumped my bread on th table! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;thn had MT. okay. Four periods of maths. okay lah. i prefer Mr Beh thn mr venkat. :D&lt;br /&gt;slacked at canteen. ate one slice of pizza in commemerating Hafiz's birthday. other pizza's came. off t some voiddeck.&lt;br /&gt;BASH TIME! threw egg at Syazwan, told him t catch, but he didnt. wht sey! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz kena teruk saaaa!&lt;br /&gt;ate pizza again. went home. withdrew money with Sab. funny eh! we oth dont know how t withdraw. we spent like 5 mins just trying t figure out how th card is t go in th slot! FUNNY SIAA! thn blanje her and Nabilaaaaaa something. Hahahahh.&lt;br /&gt;went home. lalal~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm happy, and i dreamt, he wasnt t know my name. and we hugged. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAFIZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOPE YOU AND SHAF LAST LONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-501073285220064461?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/501073285220064461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=501073285220064461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/501073285220064461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/501073285220064461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/omgosh-he-accepted-omgosh-omgosh-alrght.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-2942617795936599131</id><published>2009-04-20T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:48:46.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To this person. who has brought so much happiness in my life,&lt;br /&gt;i would like to apologise for now we have to really go our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;i can't bear to part with you, but i have to.&lt;br /&gt;you'll find much more nicer people at where you are now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure i'll even be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;so might as well i forget you before you forget me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. i dont know about this post. i wantd to wait until the weekend. idk.&lt;br /&gt;dont believe in this post just yet. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you. i'm missing you right this nano second. i really am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-2942617795936599131?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2942617795936599131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=2942617795936599131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2942617795936599131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2942617795936599131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-this-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-3138204852518668451</id><published>2009-04-20T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:12:55.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH.. i just added MrAs4.&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i'm feeling a bit panickyyyy, but i feel okay.&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH! dont tell me, i've forgotten abt my feleings for him?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets get on with my day.&lt;br /&gt;Maths. okaaay. PE, free period. no running. yayy!&lt;br /&gt;recess. duty. me and diyanah under th fan.&lt;br /&gt;LALALA~&lt;br /&gt;free period. hate libs. bio. free. eng. slept.&lt;br /&gt;told mr siva cant go, headed home.&lt;br /&gt;saw pple, and my Yes guy!&lt;br /&gt;so haapppyyy!&lt;br /&gt;here's th amazing part, but i dont wanna elaborate. too tough.&lt;br /&gt;homd. he looked into my bus like looking for someone. so coolll! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-3138204852518668451?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3138204852518668451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=3138204852518668451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3138204852518668451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/3138204852518668451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-2550935069154075834</id><published>2009-04-19T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T12:02:49.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's madrasah was fine. we had a lot of laughs with th girls today.&lt;br /&gt;talked t Fauzy abt his JC. MI. Hhehehee.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing better t do. :D&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go eat Maggi now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missssss myyyyy Yes guy and MrAs4. :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Sayng orng orng. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-2550935069154075834?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2550935069154075834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=2550935069154075834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2550935069154075834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/2550935069154075834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-everyone-todays-madrasah-was-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-5010511626925608674</id><published>2009-04-18T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:50:54.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SPEECH DAY 'O9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t sch. helped set up th certs. chat chat. was quite boring uh. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;thn prize giving started. nervous siaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. kept looking anrd! saw my YES guy! He's SO HOT!&lt;br /&gt;thn off t eat. at concourse. saw Farah's friend. he looks nice in his NPCC uniform. waved hi.&lt;br /&gt;ate. with Diyanah and KakMurni.&lt;br /&gt;saw Farah's friend again.&lt;br /&gt;thn headed off t Hall.&lt;br /&gt;choir and Malay Dance nice. BAND WAS GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;chit chat with Regi. talked abt proposal. thn off t canteeen. teman Diyanah with th Wild B0yz.&lt;br /&gt;thn saw Farah's friend. kay it's irritating t call him tht. so long. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;so i asked him lah, Wht's your name?&lt;br /&gt;thn he answer. thn i ask how t pronounce. lallala~&lt;br /&gt;and so it goes. we only talked like tht. So his name is.. Lau Ye Shun.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I'll just call him Ye Shun.&lt;br /&gt;thn left. followed Diyanah and th other guys.&lt;br /&gt;lalal~&lt;br /&gt;bought bubble tea. off homed.&lt;br /&gt;LRT got jammed at Teck Whye Station.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;watched Ghost Whisperer and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;at night went t eat at THE ROYALS CAFE.&lt;br /&gt;Cheap and NICE Westen FOOD. YUMSZX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, Bye bye then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-5010511626925608674?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5010511626925608674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=5010511626925608674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5010511626925608674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5010511626925608674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/speech-day-o9-went-t-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-5017127368505885926</id><published>2009-04-17T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:14:12.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you're like a cat, and i love it! :D&lt;br /&gt;Rumah kat Yishun lah!&lt;br /&gt;Elaboration.&lt;br /&gt;i saw tht guy who likes t say Yes alot today. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;emm.. well. had Maths. thn had SS. other teachers came t class. Eng, test. Recess. argued with Prefects abt Man Utd. :D&lt;br /&gt;Chem. Fun. Test was okay. stayed bck. met Ms Rin. headed off t canteen. had lucnh. catwalk infront of my Yes guy.&lt;br /&gt;he kept looking at me. thn there was this one time he was like leaning against something. i came out, he was like staring at every step i made manszx! OMGOSH! MAKE ME MELT sia!&lt;br /&gt;slacked with prefects in concourse. walked again t my Yes guy. :D&lt;br /&gt;headed off t NPCC room and chit chat with Ulin, Afiah and Nabilah.&lt;br /&gt;saw Ms Rin. off t comp lab, do CIP.&lt;br /&gt;left passport photo inside class. went t find Qi Xiang. saw my Yes guy AGAIN! Like everywhre i go, i see him! HAPPY SIA! :D&lt;br /&gt;do CIP. went rmh nenek. lalalala~&lt;br /&gt;shared with Kak Ya my secrets.&lt;br /&gt;ate Swensens. went home.&lt;br /&gt;YUMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-5017127368505885926?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5017127368505885926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=5017127368505885926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5017127368505885926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/5017127368505885926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-like-cat-and-i-love-it-d-rumah.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8405007448659451022</id><published>2009-04-16T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:39:52.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrghty.&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine, had Bio test and History test.&lt;br /&gt;was okay, a little hard. except Ht. it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;had silent reading. Mrs cockraoch didnt come today! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thn had Prefects meeting.&lt;br /&gt;was waiting for classes t drop by. thn diyanah say my Yes guy was already upstairs, so i looked up uh.&lt;br /&gt;thn he gave me a SMILE! it's been a long time since he gave me one uh. OMGOSH!&lt;br /&gt;my heart terus cannot get back t normal pace uh!&lt;br /&gt;thn ended. me and diyanah didnt want t go for Eng, so we walked around sch. walked past th Yes class. Diyanah was looking inside, and saw dier looking outside. she told me, i looked lah. he was staring at me manszx! cheehdebahh! Hahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;thn walked past Opal t see Diyanah's eheeeeem. i looked inside now for her. we exchnge. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;thn headed for Eng. bored. Maths. quite easy uh. Mr Beh bagi explaination BAGOS!&lt;br /&gt;thn had SS. okay lah. duty. wah, tht guy tht always says Yes damn early sia go out!&lt;br /&gt;thn did duty. went for MT. Bio test. HT, test. got t go out early. slack in 3jade. played with Zane's shoe and socks with a fishing rod. he offered one leh. i told him i was so freaking bored! (i was holding th fishing rod). thn he said, "Play with my shoe lah. if you want." so i did. HAHAHA. thn he say, " Wah, you seriously got nothing better t do uh you. Hahah!"&lt;br /&gt;thn slack. waited for Diyanah and Sab. left. thn saw Xi Wei and Sherman. they ask whether i was okay, and waved at me and Sad and Diyanah. thn Xi Wei was like, "Eh, you. smile more lah." Sherman was like ,"Yeah." and he laughed. i told Sherman tht he owed me a picture, and he says, "Later okay. I've got class now." Xi Wei touched my shoulder cause i never smile widely enough. LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhaahhahahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;went for Speech day.&lt;br /&gt;went home at 630.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M EATING KFC NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7498390898189029771-8405007448659451022?l=izya-yayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8405007448659451022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7498390898189029771&amp;postID=8405007448659451022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8405007448659451022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7498390898189029771/posts/default/8405007448659451022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izya-yayan.blogspot.com/2009/04/alrghty.html' title=''/><author><name>Fariza Stringini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423875163591691665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SQP4nfsJjnI/AAAAAAAAA0c/VyhGZCDrlpY/S220/nice+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7498390898189029771.post-8159211715318585165</id><published>2009-04-15T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:32:25.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SeXdWlPwdUI/AAAAAAAABDA/1t1w77SPk90/s1600-h/DSC01135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324905514460542274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urWNTsw9jaQ/SeXdWlPwdUI/AAAAAAAABDA/1t1w77SPk90/s400/DSC01135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sweet sweet Qistina. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like gonna miss her around ELDS alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeaaaaah. My letter for both Sherman and Xi Wei was done? Assembly sucked. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn went for maths. defiant. ish ish. MT. Ckgu.. uhhh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;free period. touch up th letter. recess. saw my YeS guy! LOL. he likes t say YeS lah. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DPLG next. borrrreddddddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chem, FUN! I like th way Ms Lim teaches. DAMN FUN siaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn had Eng. ahhh, gi mam sudah eh ckgu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;break. wantd t pass my letters. but didnt meet thm. so went t teman su t buy ice cream. end up i also buy. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn saw my YeS guy again. LOL eh. Sab and Diyanah dont knw how t eat Prata one. Hahahahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn i saw Xi Wei. i screamed. told him t wait. thn i passed th letters t him. i think he said, "Thanks. you're so sweet?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I not sure uh. hehehehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SS tutorial. okay lah. chit chat with Qi Xiang and Sab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for ELDS. met Justin and Aisyah. thn saw Sherman. said HI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked me whether i was okay. i said i was. thn i say, "I'm sorry about ytd."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says,"It's okay. As long as you are okay now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMGOSH. They're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO FREAKING SWEET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn opened th cabin. waited. made my speech to my lovely Qistina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my part right, was funny. like i said,"Hi Qistina." thn i cried. so Zul said his first. i tried saying mine again, but i couldnt uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so Zul read for me. thn i continued at th second page. Qistina was alrdy in tears by then. Hehehe. read. close my nose and read. i couldnt stop th tears manszx! after my speech ended, we hugged each other for quite long. OMGOSH. I'm REALLY GONNA MISS HER AT ELDS MANSZX! Ugh! Hehehehhe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn she say her individual speech t each of us. She cried again at mine. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qis, i take you as a sis too. LOVE YOU BABE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thn slacked at concourse. Sherman and Xi Wei were there. whn they were leaving, both of thm enthusiastically waved GOOBYE t me. and it was really sweeet lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMGOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THEY ARE AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MANNNNNSZXXXXX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i feel really bad for ytd. I'm sorry again. I really love you guys as my trainers! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Sherman, Xi Wei, QISTINA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything went well. 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