<?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-7349469277233243809</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:09:06.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stfu*</title><subtitle type='html'>Yes, the girl with the drama</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5473989437289870957</id><published>2009-11-04T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:59:58.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun.Fun.Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went swimming and gym with Ryan Simmy KahSin and Jet in Kelab Shah Alam. Funny things that happened :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. Simmy fell cause KahSin pushed her. When she fell, she was shouting "Noooo!" the whole way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. KahSin pulled Ryan's pants down and we saw his underwear :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. Simmy kena marah from the guard for making too much noise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. KahSin wanted to scare me in the water , I wasn't scared at all because I knew he was a bad swimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. Texted Hao Yu, it was a very hilarious prank. Until now, he has no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. KahSin texted "I love you" to En. Jorizal and En. Aiza using my phone -______-' hooligan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* tons more *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SvGyhLSW3LI/AAAAAAAAAWA/7VjUYvyfcME/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SvGyhLSW3LI/AAAAAAAAAWA/7VjUYvyfcME/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400293711229148338" style="display: block; 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Got ready. Went to Nadiah's house. Hanged out with Ilyas and his friend. Was about to take the KTM to Bkt Jalil but plans changed, Ilyas sent us there. Kuang Jin, Heena, Nadiah, Atiqah, Ehsan, Hazuriqh, Acap, Ilyas and I were in the car. Atiqah told me something terrible :| I got so freaked out! I was walking like a freak there. Haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ilyas told me to loose the bag cause it doesn't match so I put my stuff in his bag. He went off, I left my purse in his bag, in my purse, there was money (obviously), my prepaid and my concert ticket. I got so freaked out. I called him. My prepaid was finished so I had to use Kuang Jin's phone :( I'm sorry KJ bebeyh. I owe you. He came about 7, I was worried as hell. I thought I couldn't get in. I called a friend of mine, Hady. He said that he could get 3 tickets for me, I waited for him. When I took them tickets, he charged me rm140. I was like WHAT THE FCUK! I got my tickets for free and you expect me to pay? Those tickets were for Ilyas and his friends, so I bought them la. They wanna enjoy too :) They went off before the concert AAR even showed up -_____-' blurdy ell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I got in with Atiqah and Hazuriqh. They were too busy mushy mushy , talking to each other. I was the odd one out. I saw Kah Sin, Alex and Daniel sitting down at the corner. They told me they didn't wanna go in cause they couldn't breath. Too many people and tons of people were smokin up. I chilled with them for a while. I went to get a drink with Kah Sin and Daniel while the other 3 stayed back. When I got back, Adam said "Hey sombong!" - I ran to him and gave him a big big hug! I gave Jetty and Ehsan too! I couldn't find them girls anywhere. So me and my boys wanted to get it on so we went to the front of check out what was up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The place was too crowded. I held one of their hand while they hold the others and we were trying our best to get to the front. I was leading the way, my job was to say "Excuse Me. Excuse Me. Excuse Me." We got to a spot, but I couldn't see a thing, there was this hot dude. It goes a lil somethin like :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;HotDude: Tak bole jalan lah, ade gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me: Agak ah. Eee. Buat penat je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;HotDude: Tu lah , tengok tu, sampai make up pun dah turun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Me: Ha!? Ye ea? I mane pakai make up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And I left straight away. Whoa , he was so hot. I got so paranoid so I kept asking the boys if my eye liner was smudged. They said nothin was smudged. The only make up I was wearing was eye liner dohh. Haha :) He freaked me out. Anyways, we moved to another spot. Wasn't good either. We moved to so many places. We couldn't find the right spot. While I was rushing, pushing others away, I saw this dude, he was tall, when he turned around, he was wearing the freakiest mask ever! I got freaked out, I pointed at him and yelled "Oh My Gaaaaad!" in public! Everyone was laughing, haha! It was so embarrassing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We continued pushing and pushing. We found the right spot. At last! But that spot wasn't so perfect for me because there was this dude, Michael, he was so tall! My head was at his shoulder length. Can you imagine that!? He's so tall but he was kinda cute. Haha! I tapped on his shoulders and said "Please don't jump" and he said "I don't think I need to." I was relieved when he said that because I could get a chance to see but in the end, he was jumping. Blurdy hell. But nah , its cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was written on the ticket that the concert will be started at 6 , the AAR showed up at 10. We waited for 4 hours! Well, not me lah, I waited a lil shorter than 4 hours. When they showed up, I was so fuckin hyper! I was jumpin and dancing , waving my hands, head banging with Adam. Whoa, and I was screaming at the top of my lungs, I've never screamed that loud before in my entire life. I really did enjoy myself. At first I thought it was gonna be the worst concert I've ever been to because my ticket was left behind, and the terrible thing Atiqah told me about myself that day, and stuff. But it turned out to be the best concert I've ever been to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br.&gt;&lt;/br.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;After the concert, I met my friend , Farouq ! :) It's been so long since I've met him. We talked for a lil bit. Then we had no time left because Atiqah and Heena had to get home early, we went to the train station but there were no transport back to Shah Alam left. Everything was finished. We had no choice but to take a cab home. I called Ilyas to see where he was because he might be close here or somewhere, at last , he came to pick us up. I can tell that he was really pissed off / upset. :\ He's not feeling well either. That makes me feel super super guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyways , while waiting for Ilyas. I was seriously seriously hyper. I was dancing around. Singing songs with Nadiah. Jumping over bushes. Trying to make the car go all noisy. Honestly, when I think back about what I did yesterday, being all hyper after the concert, I was like "What the fuck was I doing weh? Why didn't anyone stop me from being all hyper? I bet they were all freaked out and annoyed." Haha! :) Ilyas came to pick us up. Got back to Nadiah's house. I was actually planning to go home, but I didn't wanna trouble Ilyas even more because I knew that he wasn't in the mood. So I was forced to sleepover Nadiah's place. I was still hyper so when I was bathing in Nadiah's room, I was singing so loud. She was planning to record me singing but I didn't know what happened la. After that, we lepak2 for a while. And blablabla*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I woke up today feeling like fuck. It was so hard for me to even move a muscle. My body is all soared up, especially my legs and my back. My throat hurts and my voice sounds different due to the yelling and screaming yesterday. But you know what, it was all worthid :-) The next event I'm looking forward to is baby Andrea Mei's BBQ party!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/Su3wF4rJ3xI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SbpUuQ9zJ9c/s320/AAR+concert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399235512190492434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;motherfukars xx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6081166475883186019?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6081166475883186019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6081166475883186019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6081166475883186019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6081166475883186019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/11/aar-concert.html' title='AAR Concert.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/Su3wF4rJ3xI/AAAAAAAAAVY/SbpUuQ9zJ9c/s72-c/AAR+concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-1961026890594178072</id><published>2009-10-24T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T06:21:00.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Akon's Concert baby ! :) xx</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yo Yo ! :)) How's it hangin? It's been quite some time since I've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What happened today? Funny you should ask, haha :)) I went to Akon's concert! Yeah baby! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I sorta had a terrible day today and I thought that it was gonna ruin my evening, but it didn't. Everything was perfect, everything was better than I imagined it would be. No worries , no trouble could ever come between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I got ready. Ashni &amp;amp; Simmy came to my house and we walked down to the shops and waited for Dev and his friends to come pick us up. We got in the car, went to Sunway. It was packed with peoplee! While waiting in line, there was this pervert, he looked at me and winked. I looked away with the "fuck you , bitch" kinda face. Haha ! :)) Its whateves you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Got in the concert. Was so fucking starved! The only thing that I ate today was yogurt -.-' and I couldn't believe that I had the energy. It was ridiculous. Some Malaysians singers were performing, Caprice was there too! He was lookin so hot. We chilled for a sec , waiting for Akon to show up. Hearing them MC's blabbin around was making us bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Akon got on stage! Audience were screaming like crazy. Well, like me la. Hahaha :P He was doin his thing, performing and stuff. We were dancin' and dancin' and dancin'. There was this black dude, wearing a red leather jacket, Simmy and I were dancin' with him for a lil while then we got to the front. I called up Naimi to let her hear Akon performing since she's a huuuuge huge fan of Akon.. After a while, he said that he was gonna jump to the audience and they gotta carry him. I was so lookin forward for him to come to our side but he didn't :( Him and the security ran to our side of the corner , I swear to god I was like 8 steps away from him. I was pushing and running and pushing and running but he got to the other side of the gate already :( Those darn fans blocking my way, how dare them! (grr)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then the concert was oooover :'( Boohooo! We were sweating like animals! Simmy and I were walking front while Dev and Ashni were walking behind. There was this black dude, Alex, he came to me and said "Hi". So I said "Hi" back. And we talked for a lil' while. He thought I was in college :| He asked me which college I'm from and I said "that's for me to know and for you to find out." Lol! I can't lie straight away , I'll stutter. So, him , his friend , and us got some drinks at Hello Bali. We couldn't go in because Simmy had to get home early. :\ Meh, there's always a next time right ? :D Anyyywho, we took some pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That fucker was begging for my number. He was like "you want me to get down on my knees? I'll do it." then he was about to get down, I said "No No! Please! It's alright." and I told him that I don't give my personal info to strangers. He was begging and begging. Dev helped me a lil while. There was this other black dude, Dev's friend. Fucking hot! :)) Gahh! People call him 50 because he was a huge fan of 50 last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There was another black dude, his name was Ash. He's a really really nice guy. Reminds me so much of my cousin, Joe. He's so hilarious. And we've spoken on the phone before this but never thought that he'd be this friendly in person. Music was on and he was dancing and dancing in public! People were watching. Haha, I danced along a lil bit. It was so much fun. We took some pictures with them people. I swear to god, I was so close to drinking, but I said to myself that I'm a muslim and I won't do all this shit. Everyone there drank but me. I'm an ANGEEL! Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We got in the car, Simmy was in a hurry. Dev's other friend, I forgot his name. I think Laland or somethin like that, Chinese dude. He was a really nice guy and sorta good looking. Haha ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;We were listening to Down - Jay Sean. I tapped Ash's shoulders and said "dance Ash dance!" And he was dancin. He's a real good dancer and rapper ;)) Ain't that cool. We sent Simmy home. Sent me home after that and here I am. :D Exhausted like crazy and my stomach isn't that empty, no idea why. Maybe all those excitement made me full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll upload them pictures as soon as Simmy upload them. She's probably asleep now and that's exactly what I wanna do... after I call my friends :( They gotta problem and I wanna be there to comfort them. Ttyl.. Laters mutherfuckerss - xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhEawo7O9I/AAAAAAAAAU4/pD6BePdIbD8/s1600-h/9121_186754274459_577034459_3779257_2747989_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhEawo7O9I/AAAAAAAAAU4/pD6BePdIbD8/s200/9121_186754274459_577034459_3779257_2747989_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397639379927382994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dev. Ashni. Simmy. Me. Ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhEXdS5WwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dl0rAn8mQhY/s1600-h/9121_186754264459_577034459_3779256_6083096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhEXdS5WwI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dl0rAn8mQhY/s200/9121_186754264459_577034459_3779256_6083096_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397639323195104002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Meet Ash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhECtQw77I/AAAAAAAAAUo/w2p7MJovOpI/s1600-h/9121_186754254459_577034459_3779255_1473595_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhECtQw77I/AAAAAAAAAUo/w2p7MJovOpI/s200/9121_186754254459_577034459_3779255_1473595_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638966703878066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dev. Ashni. Simmy. Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhD-MnquCI/AAAAAAAAAUg/VoixWESYlqQ/s1600-h/9121_186751259459_577034459_3779245_7706404_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhD-MnquCI/AAAAAAAAAUg/VoixWESYlqQ/s200/9121_186751259459_577034459_3779245_7706404_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638889222092834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhD6gvP6kI/AAAAAAAAAUY/CXI0ZyCGPCE/s1600-h/9121_186751254459_577034459_3779244_2494524_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhD6gvP6kI/AAAAAAAAAUY/CXI0ZyCGPCE/s200/9121_186751254459_577034459_3779244_2494524_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638825903123010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;50. Simmy. Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDzKRubII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/f4CyqqNa-Cw/s1600-h/9121_186751239459_577034459_3779243_2094536_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDzKRubII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/f4CyqqNa-Cw/s200/9121_186751239459_577034459_3779243_2094536_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638699614628994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Simmy. Ashni. Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDvckikyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/VnlqGMK1LVI/s1600-h/9121_186751219459_577034459_3779242_5785629_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDvckikyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/VnlqGMK1LVI/s200/9121_186751219459_577034459_3779242_5785629_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638635805905698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ashni. Me. Alex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDqNHBKoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/VzT9z5IpCZQ/s1600-h/9121_186746299459_577034459_3779167_1286344_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDqNHBKoI/AAAAAAAAAUA/VzT9z5IpCZQ/s200/9121_186746299459_577034459_3779167_1286344_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638545756203650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dec. Ashni. Me. Alex. Kenny. Simmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDiAgSJzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZjeQmoO-Usg/s1600-h/9121_186742324459_577034459_3779139_1904197_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDiAgSJzI/AAAAAAAAAT4/ZjeQmoO-Usg/s200/9121_186742324459_577034459_3779139_1904197_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638404933560114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDRPugY6I/AAAAAAAAATw/mF1JYXsN5_M/s1600-h/9121_186742314459_577034459_3779138_5020184_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDRPugY6I/AAAAAAAAATw/mF1JYXsN5_M/s200/9121_186742314459_577034459_3779138_5020184_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638116961969058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDKzj-X6I/AAAAAAAAATg/hxrkiWHylTo/s1600-h/9121_186738544459_577034459_3779084_1723221_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDKzj-X6I/AAAAAAAAATg/hxrkiWHylTo/s200/9121_186738544459_577034459_3779084_1723221_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397638006322388898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDHY0XgsI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ib8XXFxH2zU/s1600-h/9121_186738539459_577034459_3779083_4682878_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDHY0XgsI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ib8XXFxH2zU/s200/9121_186738539459_577034459_3779083_4682878_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637947603780290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDEnt0KwI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hrbNoKra8fo/s1600-h/9121_186735204459_577034459_3779068_7008380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDEnt0KwI/AAAAAAAAATQ/hrbNoKra8fo/s200/9121_186735204459_577034459_3779068_7008380_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637900063222530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDBTYW2bI/AAAAAAAAATI/h8meAbARLJ0/s1600-h/9121_186735179459_577034459_3779066_8131429_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhDBTYW2bI/AAAAAAAAATI/h8meAbARLJ0/s200/9121_186735179459_577034459_3779066_8131429_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637843064904114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ash. and us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhC-zLqMoI/AAAAAAAAATA/Wrhg4tgxb7g/s1600-h/9121_186735159459_577034459_3779065_3036193_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhC-zLqMoI/AAAAAAAAATA/Wrhg4tgxb7g/s200/9121_186735159459_577034459_3779065_3036193_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637800061973122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dev. and us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhC5d2PRqI/AAAAAAAAAS4/nLOKk2uap3E/s1600-h/9121_186731229459_577034459_3779037_7233952_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhC5d2PRqI/AAAAAAAAAS4/nLOKk2uap3E/s200/9121_186731229459_577034459_3779037_7233952_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637708435637922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhCZsvVjpI/AAAAAAAAASw/S21tNk_kUCo/s1600-h/9121_186731209459_577034459_3779035_3435191_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhCZsvVjpI/AAAAAAAAASw/S21tNk_kUCo/s200/9121_186731209459_577034459_3779035_3435191_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637162677407378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ashni. Me. Simmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhCWmzJouI/AAAAAAAAASo/gsZVZQHCbKQ/s1600-h/9121_186731199459_577034459_3779034_6781874_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhCWmzJouI/AAAAAAAAASo/gsZVZQHCbKQ/s200/9121_186731199459_577034459_3779034_6781874_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397637109543183074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dev and Ash&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/7349469277233243809-1961026890594178072?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/1961026890594178072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=1961026890594178072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1961026890594178072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1961026890594178072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/10/akons-concert-baby-xx.html' title='Akon&apos;s Concert baby ! :) xx'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SuhEawo7O9I/AAAAAAAAAU4/pD6BePdIbD8/s72-c/9121_186754274459_577034459_3779257_2747989_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6424515438638552641</id><published>2009-10-13T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:12:55.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>131009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSw58JpMqI/AAAAAAAAARg/QOgPsnVzk3Y/s1600-h/DSC02539.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;PMR is finally over! : ) After our KH paper , which btw was better than the trials , we ran out off the hall and screamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;After that, went back. Got ready at my place. Went to Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Well , I'm just gonna post them pictures now :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;My babies and I went to FRIDAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSrbseOprI/AAAAAAAAARI/WvR_ki0Eu2o/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392123146152093362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSsGkKSEeI/AAAAAAAAARY/NXBWrCDx1IY/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392123882655322594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;After that Simmy went off with Dippy for a few hours, and I was left with 9 hooligans : ) It was really really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Went to check out Kuang Jin piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSqGvA8ZpI/AAAAAAAAAQI/6rm8Oeb3Fg8/s400/DSC02534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392121686545688210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSpgJ9DovI/AAAAAAAAAQA/edugWkQMPSE/s400/DSC02533.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392121023762244338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSpVQgm8bI/AAAAAAAAAP4/P7X0TywBV-g/s400/DSC02532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392120836543410610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Went to Carl's Jr : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSqv6CMWaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/9YMNunhs2JQ/s400/DSC02540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392122393878354338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Daniel almost swallow his stud ball. The table was so filthy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSw58JpMqI/AAAAAAAAARg/QOgPsnVzk3Y/s400/DSC02539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392129163314934434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSqlzayaSI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Y91-6IlN_qo/s400/DSC02538.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392122220303771938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Snooker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSqhnhB_BI/AAAAAAAAAQY/2vLGb3bm7n4/s400/DSC02536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392122148389256210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSqTI2_oFI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/lhdiYIfOLbk/s400/DSC02535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392121899641708626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Jet.Min.Me.KhaiTeq.KuangJin.Khoirul.Simmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6424515438638552641?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6424515438638552641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6424515438638552641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6424515438638552641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6424515438638552641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/10/131009.html' title='131009'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/StSrbseOprI/AAAAAAAAARI/WvR_ki0Eu2o/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-11816384543313412</id><published>2009-10-12T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T03:20:44.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L O L</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I feel so relieved after taking my examinations. All that's left is KH. I always thought that PMR was actually gonna be a hell hole but it turned out to be pretty fun. We can hang out wherever we want whenever we want when we're having a free time and the nervous feeling was never there :) Don't listen to what people say about PMR being your worst nightmare because those are only bull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What happened in school today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well , my English teacher , Ms. Veni was walking down to the cafeteria and the International students were walking to the International school from the cafeteria. As usual, Reezal, my laughing gas, said to Ms. Veni "Ms. Veni, you look so beautiful today." in an Indian accent. She didn't hear him the first time, he said it louder and Ms. Veni looked at him, the International dudes were pushing each other and they accidentally pushed Ms. Veni, she almost fall. It was fucking hilarious! I was laughing like there was no tomorrow! I couldn't breath! I was gasping for air but it was too hard, I was laughing non-stop. It took me about 3 minutes to cool myself down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Then Reezal walked to the spot where she almost fell and he imitate her in slow motion with the sound effects. Then he continued imitating her in fast motion, I couldn't stop laughing, I tried to but I couldn't. It was hysterical! But meh, I bet none of you creatures are laughing because I'm guessing it's probably the "if you're there it'll be funnier" type of thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-11816384543313412?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/11816384543313412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=11816384543313412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/11816384543313412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/11816384543313412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/10/l-o-l.html' title='L O L'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-3535015745517941527</id><published>2009-10-11T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T08:45:34.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PokerFace (Cover) by Daughtry : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqT4VnnEU0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqT4VnnEU0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh Ma Gad : ) Ama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;za&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;zing ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That is it ! My next boyfie , I want a person who can sing / who can really play an instrument : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Flute is not included please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-3535015745517941527?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/3535015745517941527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=3535015745517941527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3535015745517941527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3535015745517941527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/10/pokerface-cover-by-daughtry.html' title='PokerFace (Cover) by Daughtry : )'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5123398311798709059</id><published>2009-10-08T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T04:09:41.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever lah .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;I went to a friend's open house. Had to wear baju kurung. My shoes were all wrecked so I wore the wedges that I bought with my mommy the other day. And I wore a bag yang my cousin gave me from Kuwait.&lt;br /&gt;The open house was alright but it was a little dull so I cracked up some jokes, Andrea, Zaki, Zaiti and some others were laughing. Then I got lebih hyper la, but I did make some peeps laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Then ade "orang" complained about me. "She" said that I've changed and that I wasn't myself the other day. So what if I wore a bag? Who gives a shit? You expect me to be the same person I was last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, the person I was last year is long gone. People change. And the reason why I was hyped up was because if I didn't say a thing nobody would. You bukannye layan us pun, obviously we wanna have fun also. We don't wanna be dragged in your sorrowness (Nad, you pun same). If I was quiet, you complain but if I make a lil noise, you complain jugak. What the fuck dowh - ee , malas ah .&lt;br /&gt;If you can't except the way I am now, then don't bother talking to me at all . For real dowh - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5123398311798709059?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5123398311798709059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5123398311798709059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5123398311798709059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5123398311798709059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/10/whatever-lah.html' title='Whatever lah .'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-1811234703330758356</id><published>2009-10-01T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:30:33.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Woke up in the morning. Was dead sleepy. I got in the bus. Nisha and Nadiah were talking, I took Nadiah's bag and used it as a pillow, covered my face with her jacket, hugged my bag and slept off. Then, Nisha just had to kacao me , woke me up bile bas dah sampai sekolah -.-' haha :) After that, I was too sleepy. While waiting for Atiqah, Heena and Simmy at the Senior block. I sat down and slept. Haha :) Ngantok lah! After that, I woke up. And I was hyper than ever. Today I laughed like there's no tomorrow. Had a blast in school and in tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In school during Sejarah. Huan Yuan was doing something stupid, like dancing and shit. Puan Aishah got so pissed off, she chased him in class. They were running around. She got even pissed off, she took the broom and chased him with it. It was hilarious! Then after that, it was KH, Aiza didn't enter, he went back or somethin' like that. Huan Yuan came to me and asked me to help him by writing a letter to Puan Aishah. Apologizing. So I wrote stuff in a very formal and emotional way. I wrote a lil something like " Cikgu, maafkan saya cikgu.  Saya janji saya takkan ulang balik kesalahan saya. " and blablabla. He had no idea what I was writing so he main kasi je la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*                  *                    *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My mom bought for me this nerdy cheap specs because she said I tak bole jaga , I cepat hilangkan my barang :'( Haha. I feel like a small kid weh. So anyways, Reezal was using my specs the whole time. I think for about 45 minutes. Bile balik sekolah je baru he was all like , "your specs is so powerful its hurting my freeaking eyes". I didn't know what else to do , I hit him on this arms and said " You don't ever wear this again ! Don't spoil your eyes okay ! Don't want u to go blind! Promise me okay!? " and then , he called me a mommy :'( I was only trynna be nice to him. Do I look that old ? :| Aiyo ma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*                     *                     *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today my Drea baby got in the sick bay. She wasn't feeling well :'( Aww man. Then Simmy and I had 1 hour free period la , no study. So we went in the room for a short while. We lepak2 :) She look so adorable when she's sleeping . Anyways , when we were about to go out. Simmy just had to fix her hair. Then she woke up, I'm so sorry Drea bby ,  Simmy didn't mean to wake  you up like that. She was only trynna be romantic :( You know  those romantic movies, where the chick was sleeping and the dude fixed her hair , to make it sweet. But she did it the wrongg way , Aiyo ma. Why la simmy . haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*                      *                        *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There was a dude, he called Simmy. Simmy marah him on the phone, it was like a random call la. From a dude from our tuition center, we know who that person is but have no idea where'd he get Simmy's number. So , after she marah that dude, she passed the phone to me, I wanted to marah him. But I cannot, tak sampai hati because he didn't do any wrong to me pun. So I buat-buat garang la , I was like "Eh, who's this? Where'd u get my number huh?". Then Simmy laughed at me :( I'm trying my best to be garang okay! :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/7349469277233243809-1811234703330758356?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/1811234703330758356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=1811234703330758356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1811234703330758356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1811234703330758356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/10/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-9101190457472467269</id><published>2009-09-28T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:24:01.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In school today. I didn't bring any books. Only my pencil case and some revision papers because I know that we'd be discussing our results. Tengok-tengok, tak study langsong -.-' Our KH teacher also known as the discipline teacher, Aiza , asked us to take out our KH revision papers. Ramai gile orang in my class tak bawak, including me la. Hehe :) He said who didn't bring, gotta stand up. He came to my table, and said "Kamu semua tak bawak la ni? Bagus Bagus".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The way he said it was so formal! So I wanted to make myself sound formal also, so I said. " Tetapi cikgu, saya dan rakan-rakan saya ..." Sebastian and Ehsan shouted " Shut up Sonia! ". Then we all started laughing. I continued saying. " Maafkan saya cikgu, saya tidak bermaksud .. " Again they shouted , " Shut up lah Sonia! " Haha ! :) We couldn't stop laughing. Aiza looked at us, he dah malas , so he chao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kids, the only way to make your teacher stop talking or complaining or anything is by talking more then what they're saying. In a weird way of course. It always works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My line is always " Cikgu. Kite sebagai manusia ..." / "Tetapi cikgu ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Simmy's line is always " Teacher, it's actually a very long and sad story teacher. Few decades ago, my ancestors ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* blablabla *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Haha :) Stay in school.&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/7349469277233243809-9101190457472467269?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/9101190457472467269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=9101190457472467269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/9101190457472467269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/9101190457472467269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/lesson-101.html' title='Lesson 101'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-9090571478296324221</id><published>2009-09-27T10:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:33:45.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"bonding" -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Conversation between me and my brother , Omeed :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (1:53:31 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sapa menang if Undertaker vs Hannah Montana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undertaker lah =.= doinkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (1:53:56 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No! Hanah Montana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (1:53:59 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (1:55:14 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bcoz dia akan nyanyi lagu the climb then undertaker will say,OMG!! I QUIT!!! I QUIT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.. bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ! == .. seriously, get a grip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grr hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;skype pon bole lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:04:44 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im using my labtop which is windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i cannot log in ICHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cacated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:05:57 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wanna ask lah hairybuttocks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you nk buat ichat have to buat account for it ker??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*gasp* oh no you didn't! HOOLIGAN! brb , im downloading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:06:50 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;downloading what!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;talk.google.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:07:41 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apa benda ko ckp ni!?!? OMG! :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lek lu brade. weyh , how come i x bole ichat ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:10:21 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bcoz im using windows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oooh , lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;use mac lah hooligan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:10:55 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im in my room lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;im on my lappie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:10:59 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:11:01 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;labtop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's *LAPTOP* you boob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:21:26 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i nk mandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:21:30 AM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Later!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;nia.bby       &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's 7 PM there and u belom mandi!? -.-' laters !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;Junior(Z) says: (2:23:12 AM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shuttup yo face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-9090571478296324221?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/9090571478296324221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=9090571478296324221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/9090571478296324221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/9090571478296324221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/bonding.html' title='&quot;bonding&quot; -.-'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-408873061420002635</id><published>2009-09-26T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T06:27:50.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Admirer? I think not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Someone texted my mom saying that he wanna get to know her and that he's her secret admirer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I texted him saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Weh macha, you don't mess with my mother. Nak kene lempang?"&lt;/span&gt; Haha :) I swear to god I texted that. I'm gonna get to the bottom of this and find out who that idiot is. Seriously. He wanna date my mom, he gotta have to go through me. I told my mom that, and she was all like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"okay sayang"&lt;/span&gt; -.-' I think that she thought I was foolin' around but I'm dead serious. I'm not gonna let that dude get off the hook that easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-408873061420002635?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/408873061420002635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=408873061420002635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/408873061420002635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/408873061420002635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/secret-admirer-i-think-not.html' title='Secret Admirer? I think not.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6370869890429314167</id><published>2009-09-25T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T06:28:55.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Movies I'm dying to watch :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- New Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- Halloween 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- Sorority Row&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- The Hangover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- Funny People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- The Stepfather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- Zombieland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- The Box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6370869890429314167?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6370869890429314167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6370869890429314167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6370869890429314167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6370869890429314167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/movies-im-dying-to-watch-new-moon.html' title='Movies Baby!'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-3401383034835679555</id><published>2009-09-23T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T08:18:33.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simmy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am now on the phone with Simmy :) and she's singing the song My Hump to me , haha! Hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-3401383034835679555?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/3401383034835679555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=3401383034835679555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3401383034835679555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3401383034835679555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-now-on-phone-with-simmy-and-shes.html' title='Simmy'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6485967666747285676</id><published>2009-09-23T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T07:15:43.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun With Ryan And Adam :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SrosidCCLvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iUU-PZwlp2E/s1600-h/P1000071.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Today I went to Ryan's house for a so called "study group". Yes, we did do a little bit of Math. Ryan sampai pening kepala ajar I , but meh. I buat die pening sampai nak commit suicide pun pernah so who cares :D haha. Adam took some pictures of Ryan getting all stressed up with me. It was hilarious! But I'm gonna have to ask him permission first though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And guess what ? We studied for about half an hour and our heads were more on poker. Poker with them was so fun! But don't worry peeps , we didn't play with real money, we played with the backgammon chips. We then walked to the mamak nearby and had our early dinner :) After our meal, we gossip gossip gossip. As usual lah, you know best friends getting together. Obviously we'll gossip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Then, we took a walk. Chit Chat Chit Chat. Stopped by Arif's house and played some basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Had to go home after that. While waiting for my mommy, we played a lil more poker. Took some pictures , went back home and now here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SrosidCCLvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iUU-PZwlp2E/s400/P1000071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384665274895183602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. xo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6485967666747285676?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6485967666747285676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6485967666747285676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6485967666747285676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6485967666747285676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-with-ryan-and-adam.html' title='Fun With Ryan And Adam :)'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SrosidCCLvI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iUU-PZwlp2E/s72-c/P1000071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7003136899717069293</id><published>2009-09-21T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:43:20.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overreacting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I hilang my hair band ! Urgh! It's so annoying! This is the exact reason why I hate people touching my stuff and my maid cleaning my room! It's because they'll get their itchy hands on my stuff and they'll place it somewhere else. I hate that! I don't care if my room is the messiest place on earth, just as long as I can find my stuff then that's cool with me. Messy is my thing when it comes to putting stuff everywhere. I lost my hairband, my clip, my perfume, my tuition papers, my brother's awesome snowcap.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;I use my mom's hairband in school,  and it was purple. Then the stupid prefects gave me demerits. Why the fuck lah! Damn annoying lah! Chibai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Yeayea, I know it's the rule. Rules are suppose to make sense. Why must they be so strict about colored hairbands. &amp;amp;what if I keep on wearing the colored hairband for the rest of the year. Then I'll get demerits until the maximum level and I'll get suspended. A person will come up to me and asked why I got suspended and I'll say "Oh, I got suspended because I used a purple hairband in school".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; What an idiot -.-' grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Phew)* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I feel calmed. I can't believe I was overreacting over a hairband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-7003136899717069293?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7003136899717069293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7003136899717069293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7003136899717069293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7003136899717069293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/overreacting.html' title='Overreacting.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-4661250878582819473</id><published>2009-09-21T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:27:05.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~ wooo ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It's raining heavily and I heard the sound of the wind, " woooo ~ "   :| I'm scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What I was about to post was :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A dude with an amazing/nice voice or with guitar skills is what I'm looking for now ;) *kening kening*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-4661250878582819473?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4661250878582819473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4661250878582819473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4661250878582819473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4661250878582819473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/wooo.html' title='~ wooo ~'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-2902009512194407908</id><published>2009-09-19T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T09:18:02.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Selamat Hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Raya babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Maaf Zahir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &amp;amp; Batin .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;- peace xo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-2902009512194407908?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/2902009512194407908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=2902009512194407908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2902009512194407908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2902009512194407908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/much-love.html' title='Much Love'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-4981800553962400762</id><published>2009-09-17T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:48:14.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yaaaaay ! :) I edited my myspace profile ! Wee ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Thursday. I the morning I was so stressed up. My maid was on my nerves. I had to repeat what I just said to my mom about a kazillion times. I've got my Math and Agama exam. Everything was out of place. I released my stress on Nadiah, and everyone who was around me. I couldn't stop yelling. Damn, I was outta control :| Sorry Nadiah ku. I know you love me so accept my apology alright mate ? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Students have been told that tomorrow is a holiday so our teachers dragged our Friday's exam to Thursday. I got more stressed up. I didn't have time to prepare. Everyone was freaked out, even the nerds [ don't take it personally ]! We got up to the hall, Simmy came and I ran with her to the Bookshop to buy Geo set -____-' I'm such an idiot. I bought the whole set but I only used the compass. This isn't the first time this had happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I was so upset, Daniel was like " Why so emo ? " Haha. He's so comel lah. I was in the canteen with KuangJin and Simmy. I was reading my Agama book like a maniac and KuangJin was looking at me. I looked up and he was like " You okay? " and I said " Yeah. I'm stress that's all ". I didn't smile cause I couldn't. I thought that I'd be like that for the whole day but I was wrong. Simmy made me laugh like a barbarian today. It was so fun! Well, as usual. There was a little drama that happened but I didn't wanna be apart of it so all I could do was laugh laugh laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;We had one hour of nothing, so we were hanging out at the foyer. Ryan and the Muslim dudes got this sejadah as a present from Ustaz. I complained because I wanted a present also :( But it was only for the boys cause of this al-Quran thingy. Ryan was holding the sejadah and so was I. I was sitting on the floor and he was standing up. Neither of us wanted to let go so he dragged me everything. I was sliding on the floor, all I could do was laugh! It was so fun! When I got up, my baju kurung was black :| OH TIDAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Then there was this dude. Well, he thinks that I'm pissed at him but I think that he's pissed at me. We haven't talked for days. We used to be so tight , like amigos but I don't know what happened. A friend told me that he sayang me like crap and me ignoring him makes him so emo. But I'm not ignoring him. I'm just afraid if I talk to him, he'll respond in an awkward way, and that'll make me sad, u know what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Oh well. Bottom line :- I had a great time! ; I gotta go get ready for tuition. Ahh! Hottie in my class :p Gonna gossip with Simmy as usual and will buka puasa and a huge group. Till then' Laters -.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-4981800553962400762?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4981800553962400762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4981800553962400762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4981800553962400762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4981800553962400762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-3866791133530925402</id><published>2009-09-14T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T08:25:33.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon baby :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/__4nk303LXY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taylor Lautner :) mine &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-3866791133530925402?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/3866791133530925402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=3866791133530925402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3866791133530925402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3866791133530925402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/blurrp-blurrp.html' title='New Moon baby :)'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5820902695816943922</id><published>2009-09-13T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T05:54:04.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(!) Ai mami.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Guess what (!) I'll be having my PMR trials tomorrow &amp;amp; I'm still online :P Well , my head was killing me ! Too much details to stuff in this little head of mine. So I'm sorta resting now, listening to music and shit. Eh, &lt;u&gt;wish me luck lah&lt;/u&gt;. Ape ni kawan-kawan !? (garang tak?) Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;OkayOkay. Time to get things straight. Few days back, I found out that a close friend of mine told my secret to someone else. Not just one person, I'm guessing she told tons already. I clearly made her swear and promise to keep that secret locked up instead, she told people. I don't want anyone to know about that , and I need people to respect my privacy. I've been questioned so many time about that secret and I just don't know what to answer. I just can't believe of all people it was her. I'm planning to confront her and demand to know what her problem was. And I'm gonna need Atiqah &amp;amp; Simmy to be there with me to support me like they always do :) Since I've said their names I'm pretty sure you guys already know who I'm talking about.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Laters alligators :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wish me luck for trials &amp;amp; this people - xo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5820902695816943922?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5820902695816943922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5820902695816943922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5820902695816943922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5820902695816943922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/ai-mami.html' title='(!) Ai mami.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8098815814894938143</id><published>2009-09-12T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T10:06:16.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvSjyYbZBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/C2XJFQNxitE/s1600-h/P110909_20.30.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, Friday. I had fun in school, laughing out loud with people as usual :) I was super hyper during lunch time :| I think something banged my head or something. Anyways , after school , I had to get ready for Math tuition in the tuition centre nearby my place. Instead of studying, Simmy &amp;amp; I were too busy chattering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After tuition, I had dinner with Kuang Jin, Khai Teq, Daus, Syazneil, Vive, Mandeep and Daus's friend, Wong. Sadly, I was the only girl cause Nadiah couldn't make it -________-' Well , besides that Wong chick. I was happily eating my food; Daus grabbed my plate and took some of my food, sabar je la, haha :) Dinner was done. Vive went back and Daus &amp;amp; Syaz went for their prayers with Hadzwan's brother, Dan. While waiting for them, I asked Kuang Jin to accompany me to 7-Eleven. Kuang Jin tripped on the way there and I couldn't stop laughing, my tummy hurts. Thank god he was laughing along, it'll be so weird for the public to see me laughing like a monkey by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Daus &amp;amp; Syaz came back and we had to walk all the way to Khai Teq's house because that chick, Wong had no transport -__-' Vive was her transport actually but she wanted to stay longer, I'm guessing because Khai Teq was there ; She thought that Khai Teq was pretty hot (khaiteq, we know you are but don't perasan) Anyways, it was a long walk to Khai Teq's house, Syaz, Kuang Jin and I had nothing better to do so we started singing. We stopped for a while we were running out of breath. There was silence for a few seconds. Then Kuang Jin started making his beat box and Syaz was knocking stuff with Khai Teq's drumstick. I had nothing better to do so I started wrapping, HAHA! I was like " Yo. Yo. I need a double-cheeseburger and hold the lettuce, Don't be frontin' son, No seed in the bun " and blablabla. It was so fun, I can never be shy in front of both of them :] I'm too used to them, hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our legs were getting tired so we stopped for a while. Daus asked us to walk first since he said we were walking too "slow" .. pssshh. So we walked, and walked and walked. I then turned back to see if Daus and Wong were going alright, they were too quiet behind. I saw Daus carrying Wong on his back, he looked exhausted. I turned back and said to Syaz &amp;amp; Kuang Jin "mengade gile that girl" &amp;amp; they were like "...yeaaaah". We got to Khai Teq's house. Chilled for a sec, Kuang Jin and I didn't know what else to do so we checked out Khai Teq playing his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GUITAR HERO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. He was too addicted to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We then walked to the basketball court which was right behind Khai Teq's housing area. I was surprised that it was crowded with people doing Thai-Chi instead of people playing basketball. Those Thai-Chi people were doing some kind of exercise, I wanted to be friendly so I said " Konichiwa - somesay " &amp;amp; Kuang Jin was like " shhhh .. " - I zipped my mouth on the spot. So the whole idea of us going to the basketball court was for us to play basketball. We did play for a short while then those PRO'S concurred the court while Syazneil KhaiTeq and I sat on the bench watching them play. It was very frustrating but fun. Then there were 2 dudes who joined them playing, one was dressed like he was going to a basketball match and another was a college dude, he was pretty cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I called my mom and I had to go already. I asked KhaiTeq and Syazzi to accompany me since it was too dark and I was scared to walk alone , hee. Out of no where, that college dude was like "Whoa whoa, audience , please stay for another game" and I was like "Sorry dude, but I dah kene balik" and he gave me this smily+ frustrated &amp;amp; sad + awkward stare. He's super duper white. I'm not even sure if he's Malay but I spoke Malay to him. I'm not even sure if he understood what I just said but I'm pretty sure he get the point the minute I left the court. My mommy came and while walking to mommy's car I said to KhaiTeq &amp;amp; Syaz "Alamak, I think I'm gonna die, it's late already". I went in the car and went back home. On the way home, my mom was in a pretty good mood. I was thrilled that I didn't get lectured by her so I texted KhaiTeq saying " I SURVIVED!" Haha :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bottom line : It was a fun evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the court :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvRF1eqUmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hWvngTQaguk/s1600-h/DSC02467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvRF1eqUmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/hWvngTQaguk/s320/DSC02467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380624078009422434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvRB8GVJLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ZctGAU1bBA/s1600-h/DSC02466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvRB8GVJLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2ZctGAU1bBA/s320/DSC02466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380624011066942642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvQ91eyPCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/P3xL9jbdpkM/s1600-h/DSC02465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvQ91eyPCI/AAAAAAAAAOw/P3xL9jbdpkM/s320/DSC02465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380623940570987554" style="display: block; 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text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Khai Teq modeling after dinner :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvSCXh66aI/AAAAAAAAAPI/TRNpm69fFY4/s320/P110909_20.29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380625117942049186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvSTqHyLII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PU661rJzsT4/s320/P110909_20.29_%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380625414990474370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqvSjyYbZBI/AAAAAAAAAPY/C2XJFQNxitE/s320/P110909_20.30.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380625692085675026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt; 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Makes no sense, I know. I went online and suddenly that dude IM me. He asked me to call. I told him that I"m out of credit so he called me with his dad's phone and he started getting all emotional :| It's freaaaaaky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Dude &amp;amp; Me *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;D: I love you. I fucking love you. I love you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;M: ...... uh why so random?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;D: Because I know that I haven't been treating you like I was suppose to and I just wanna say that I love you. I gotta get that off my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;M: ...... * kept quiet * .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;D: Hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;M: .. yea ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&amp;amp; blablabla , Aiyoo. If you were me, won't you get freaked out ! :| And everytime when someone tells me that they love me, I don't know how to respond back. The best thing I could say to him was " why so random ? " Haha! Sewel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;---- Scene 2 ----&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I met this other 16 year old dude from London few days ago. He saw my MSN DP and he liked it. He sent a picture of him to me, he was pretty cute lah :P So I sent him mine too. We sent each other pictures of ourselves. And all the sudden, he was like "I think I'm in love with you". All I could say was "that's great news for me" What the fah !? Okay, somebody really need to teach me how to respond to people when they tell me that they love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;---- Scene 3 ----&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Remember that dude I wrote about. The one I was chatting with Widad on my c-box. Yeah, that dude -____-' he texted me saying that he loves me. I asked Nadiah what to reply back and she was like . " tell him lah that he doesn't even know you " and I was like , okay jom! So I texted him saying that he don't even know me that much and he was like " I feel like I know you already "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i334.photobucket.com/albums/m439/Barriss-Offee/Smileys/ikilleditplz.png" border="0" alt="killed it Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[ Aiyo ma ! 3 people on the same night,its driving me nuts! Whatttef ! ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-4763983326673245579?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4763983326673245579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4763983326673245579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4763983326673245579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4763983326673245579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/too-much-information.html' title='too .. much .. information!'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i334.photobucket.com/albums/m439/Barriss-Offee/Smileys/th_ikilleditplz.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7274631160581039989</id><published>2009-09-06T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T11:14:52.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalala ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I was in the car with mommy over to picking my grandma at her place. I was listening to You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift and I then thought about something hilarious that happened in school the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking down to get to Agama class with my guy friends. I was searching for Nisha but I don't know where the hell she went so I walked down with them. They were all making fun of me calling me shorty :( Haha. Then there was this dude, Adam Danial. He keeps teasing me calling me short. I wanted to bash him back so I took a look at his shoes and I started laughing!&lt;br /&gt;His shoes were so big, and not big as in size. Big as in heel big. They look like heels! No wonder he looks so tall! I told Ryan and Khoirul and we all started laughing about it.&lt;br /&gt;So after Agama class, when we were going up the stairs. I started singing " she wears high heels I wear sneekers, she's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers .... " Haha! We all started laughing. I told him that I was just joshing around so he was cool with it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-7274631160581039989?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7274631160581039989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7274631160581039989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7274631160581039989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7274631160581039989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/lalalala.html' title='lalalala ~'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-4397125530263435655</id><published>2009-09-05T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T13:21:48.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos :)</title><content type='html'>check it yo -&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OAUjJhvYVc0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/OAUjJhvYVc0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JO04h_b7jDE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/JO04h_b7jDE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YF2y9OVp-cg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/YF2y9OVp-cg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wk6zeKZLQCA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/wk6zeKZLQCA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-4397125530263435655?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4397125530263435655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4397125530263435655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4397125530263435655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4397125530263435655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/videos.html' title='Videos :)'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-2242825854995001905</id><published>2009-09-05T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:38:20.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*blank*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uh-Oh :| I've gotta problem. There's this dude, the dude that I posted a comment on Drea about, in my C-Box. He texted me saying that he likes me , and I seriously don't know what to respond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm afraid if I say that I like him too , he'll pop the question. I mean, I do like him but I'm not ready for a relationship. It's just not the time for me, I don't want a boyfriend lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm also afraid if I had to lie and say that I don't like him, our friendship will be ruined. I mean, I don't wanna loose him as a friend :\ that's just too painful. Plus, he's really sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I asked my 2 close guy friends, Syaz &amp;amp; Kuang Jin. And they don't know what to let me say either. They know that I've gotta point. He called just now, and I didn't pick up. Because he'll start asking me questions like &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Why didn't you reply my text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Where are you now? Who are your guys friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-style: normal; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;and all that shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One of the reasons why I hate being in a relationship, is when a guy gets really really jealous -.-' Damn annoying lah. Yes, I know that I've got tons of guy friends. More than I have girl friends actually, but they're just my GUY FRIENDS , nothing more dammit. I have my limits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;"&gt;Okay. You know what, I think I'm just gonna text with him now. and I'll let ya'll know what happens in the next blog - if anything happens of course.&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/7349469277233243809-2242825854995001905?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/2242825854995001905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=2242825854995001905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2242825854995001905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2242825854995001905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/blank.html' title='*blank*'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-4734226072079836847</id><published>2009-09-05T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T11:23:08.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 5th :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alright. So it's September 5th today and there are quite a number of people I know whose birthday is today :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm just taking this short time to wish a HAPPYHAPPY BIRTHDAY TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Simmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Sebastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Zaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Simmy &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;there's nothing else I can say. I love you with all my heart, love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sebastian &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; His nickname is STOOBIE BOOBIE ! :) hehe , i made it up. Cute right? Lol. He hates it but I love it! Deal with it yo - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Speaking of Zaki -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I texted him in the afternoon , wished him happy birthday. - and he was thrilled to hear a birthday wish from me :) gawd , its been months since we've talked. we used to be so close last year , every night on the phone together. But meh , things change :) miss him lah. he was really sweet btw, he texted me at midnight when it was my birthday - thanks babe , xo -&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/7349469277233243809-4734226072079836847?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4734226072079836847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4734226072079836847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4734226072079836847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4734226072079836847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-5th.html' title='September 5th :)'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7367484773984278202</id><published>2009-09-04T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:36:03.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, simmy! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqFZucUTeXI/AAAAAAAAANo/druRn_09L2s/s1600-h/simmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqFZucUTeXI/AAAAAAAAANo/druRn_09L2s/s320/simmy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377678084467292530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Today is Simmy's birthday :) She's officially 15. She's amazing. We've been friends since we were kids but we started getting real tight this year. She's beautiful, hilarious, and everything that I've ever wanted in a best friend. Now that I realized how much I love her, there's nothing in the world that can make us fall apart. She's my best friend and my part-time psychologist. When I tell her my problem, she will always find a way to brain-wash me and make me feel better. We share everything together. I hide nothing away from her. I tell her everything, I even tell her ... NEVER MIND. Anyways, she's got awesome sense of style. Excuses at the back of her hands. A million dollar smile that can always bring joy to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And I'm so excited for tonight! I promise that I'm gonna try and make tonight the best birthday she has ever had. I'm not a good party planner like she is but I do have a surprise for her * kening kening * :D We're just gonna have to wait until tonight. I can't wait to see that shocked, happy, excited look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;on her face :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-7367484773984278202?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7367484773984278202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7367484773984278202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7367484773984278202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7367484773984278202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-simmy.html' title='happy birthday, simmy! :)'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SqFZucUTeXI/AAAAAAAAANo/druRn_09L2s/s72-c/simmy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5321152222627166312</id><published>2009-09-04T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:13:33.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing is real till it's gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;* I typed the first paragraph in my phone and I'm retyping what I typed here and I'll continue with the rest *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; I am now in the car with my family. I saw my mom looking outside the window with tears rolling down her face and thoughts running through her mind. by looking at her, I felt the pain that she was feeling. Letting go someone you love is never easy. I tried to ignore the heartache in me so I played on some R&amp;amp;B to get it off my head. I then caught Nadiah staring at me with her face looking absolutely clueless. I looked at my sister. Her face was red and was soaked in her own tears. I was giggling at first then I noticed there were tears rolling down my cheeks, I couldn't stop tearing up. I never did like people staring at me when I cry so I'm covering my face with a christmas hat that I found in this car. I continued playing more R&amp;amp;B music. I am now currently listening to I LIKE THE WAY YOU MOVE with maximum volume and putting aside all the memories that I've had with my brother. But then when I take a look at my sister, she's crying even more. Our hearts are now in a very fragile spot, I can't seem to understand why. I'm the one who always fight with my brother, who always hated him form the beginning, why am I feeling so sad? Could it be because I won't have anyone to wrestle with anymore? I'm just gonna have to wait to find that out. It's really awkward for us all to cry in silence. This have never happened before, but I guess there's a first time for everything. We just reached KLIA and I'm not ready to get out of the car just yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;5:42 PM , walking around with Nadiah cracking up some jokes. Hours passed in a blink of an eye We were in McDonald, preparing to eat. Our food was served on the table and we started to eat. I took a sip of my coke while looking at my mom and I saw the sadness in her eyes, its driving me crazy. I've never her so depressed before. It's tearing me apart. I looked away because I know the longer I stare at her, the more I feel like crying. I faced down and was about to take a bite of my burger, then Ilyas and his friends came. Ilyas came to our table and shouted "WHAZAAAAP!" I tried to ignore him so people won't know that I'm related to him but it didn't seem to work. (joke) While we were eating our burger, my siblings and I started to bond. Laughing together and all. It felt great, yet awkward. For the first time ever, we were bonding. I wanted it to be permanent but unfortunately it's the last time we'll ever bond. In another 2 years at least. It was already 7:45 PM, and it was time for Omeed to go. Ilyas wanted to make a bet with me that I will eventually cry in the end but I didn't dare to because I know that I will cry in the end. We were standing in a circle waiting for someone to say goodbye first. My mom did the first move, she gave him a tight hug and gave him his last goodbye kiss with tears running down her face. The second I saw them hugging and crying, we all started tearing up. My grandma's turn was next. She cried and Omeed hugged her tight. " Pegi sayang abang lekas, " said mommy to Arezou and I. Arezou gave him a hug. He then came to me and hugged me tight and said goodbye in his sad crying voice. I didn't wanna let go of him, I couldn't believe it. For the first time ever, we hugged. I then realize how much I didn't want him to go, I then realized how much I'm gonna miss him and how much I love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I am now at home, in his room. My mom came in here just now and she was sobbing so much. I was actually crying silently in his room watching TV with the volume very loud so no one could hear my cry. I was feeling much better after watching some movie. Then my mom knocked the door and she was crying, sobbing all the way. I didn't cry in front of her, cause I didn't wanna get too emotional. When she got out of the room, I locked the door and cry. I'm actually still crying now. I can't sleep. I'm so exhausted but somehow I can't seem to sleep. When I blink my eye, I flashback back when we were in the airport saying our goodbyes. It was really really sad for all of us. The person that I really feel like talking to right now is Simmy. She's the one who makes me feel better when I'm down and she's been through this before. Her brother left for Seremban few months back so she knows what I'm going through I guess. (Sigh)* I'm just gonna go now, gotta take my mind off this. I know that I'll be better in the morning, maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5321152222627166312?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5321152222627166312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5321152222627166312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5321152222627166312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5321152222627166312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-is-real-till-its-gone.html' title='nothing is real till it&apos;s gone.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6558958647523516508</id><published>2009-09-03T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:14:46.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Granny :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;OMG :- something adorable just happened few seconds ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[Conversation between Omeed. Aunty Zan. Mommy. Grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Arezou &amp;amp; I , background sound effects . Laughing :D ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;M: We have to leave early to get to the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G: Nak pegi mane? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A: Kan kite nak hantar Omeed ke airport? Kite bukak puasa sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G: Buat ape Omeed nak pegi airport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;M: Kan die nak pegi belajar ke Switzerland?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G: Bile? Siape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A: Ya Allah, Omeed lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G: Ooh, gitu ye. Buat ape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O: Nek, Omeed kan nak belajar kat sane. 2 tahun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G: Ooh. Kenape tak g tau awal-awal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;M: Mak, kite dah bagi tau since last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G: Oooh. *gelak* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She's so blur, its so adorable! Haha :) We've been telling her this for days already. &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/7349469277233243809-6558958647523516508?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6558958647523516508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6558958647523516508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6558958647523516508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6558958647523516508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/granny.html' title='Granny :)'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-4601307354682840352</id><published>2009-09-01T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T08:51:36.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Cupid, stop peekin on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I find it really frustrating to hear something that I've been hearing tons of times but it's just a piece of shit. Why would you tell someone that you love them when you actually don't even know the real meaning of love? That's amateur and real low. Makes no sense at all, I've only known you for about a week and you're already telling me that you love me and you don't wanna let me go.&lt;br /&gt;And when I tried to keep my distance away from you, you think that I'm treating you like you're just some kind of "night entertainment". What is that all about? I'm keeping my distance away from you because it's pretty damn stupid for me to say to someone that I love them when I don't mean it. I don't even know what the fuck love is. And it's also pretty damn stupid for me to even say that word or for me to even tell you that I like you, getting committed is just not the right time for me right now.&lt;br /&gt;When I tell someone that I like them, I mean it. I don't go around bullshitting and making stuff like that up. It's just plain dumb, and idiotic. Oh, and when I'm being nice to you. Don't take it the wrong way. If you're nice to me, I'm nice to you. I don't do the ''you like me because you're nice to me'' thing. Who in the hell does that shit anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Urgh. I feel sorta better by letting it all go on this bloggy of mine.&lt;br /&gt;(Sigh)* Now that I feel a little bitter, don't I sound so cheesy just now?&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/7349469277233243809-4601307354682840352?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4601307354682840352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4601307354682840352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4601307354682840352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4601307354682840352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/09/stupid-cupid-stop-peekin-on-me.html' title='Stupid Cupid, stop peekin on me'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6612285779900842625</id><published>2009-08-31T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T05:37:54.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, naddie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j168/ECshorty8/clipart/divider.jpg" alt="divider Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dear retard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 181px; height: 53px;" alt="CUPCAKE Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i603.photobucket.com/albums/tt119/ADRAY2009/Cupcakes.jpg" border="0" height="108" width="303" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;HappyBirthdayToYou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;HappyBirthdayToYou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;HappyBirthdayToNaddie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;HappyBirthdayToYou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;appy birthday to you hooligan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; love you lah! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'&lt;/span&gt;ll give you your present as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;adiah, since it's your birthday.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;'m suppose to make the best out of everything for you. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;et's start by confessing.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;'ve got a confession to make. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hen you were sleeping the other day, I pulled your hair and wipe whipped cream all over your face &lt;img style="width: 12px; height: 12px;" alt="kyles smiley Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii268/kyle24341/thenewsmiley.jpg" border="0" height="4" width="5" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;ine. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;hat was a lie&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; except for the pulling your hair part. That was a lil' true. LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;kay.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;'m a &lt;u&gt;sweetheart&lt;/u&gt; for posting this, now you owe me a hug , a kiss pun bole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sonia don't push it)&lt;/span&gt; . FINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;B&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;if I don't get a hug  from you by this Friday. I'm never talking to you&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; .. &lt;/span&gt;for the rest of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j168/ECshorty8/clipart/divider.jpg" alt="divider Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6612285779900842625?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6612285779900842625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6612285779900842625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6612285779900842625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6612285779900842625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-naddie.html' title='happy birthday, naddie.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j168/ECshorty8/clipart/th_divider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7218952179630974444</id><published>2009-08-30T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:26:50.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30th &amp; 31st August</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;[ 30th August. Nothing special , except for my sister birthday ]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Weh , happy birthday . Oh, and I slept over Nadiah's house. Actually hanged out in Nadiah's house. I dozed off about 5+ coming to 6 and I had to wake up at 10 for tuition -.-' grr .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; 31st August. Merdeka :) had a blast ]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Went to tuition, had fun with Simmy as always :D She made me laugh. I'll post a video of her soon iight. -- Then , night time *jeng jeng jeng*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Khai Teq. Syaz. Nisha and I went walking to places in Bukit Jelutong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;First , about 9 something .Nisha came to my house. We did some crazzzzzy things while waiting for KhaiTeq &amp;amp; Syaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When they came about 10 something, we walked to playground nearby my house and we chilled for a bit. After, we walked down to the mamak shop because Syazzi was starving. *munch blabla*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We went to the haunted UFO playground and chilled. I recorded Syazzi playing with his glow sticks :) WOOTWOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We played truth&amp;amp;dare. * what happened , stays * so can't tell you guys what happened :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;LepakLepakLepak.h Khai Teq called his mom to check in and all , then he gotta go back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Syaz, Nish and I were left. We talked about stuff. Went back :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-7218952179630974444?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7218952179630974444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7218952179630974444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7218952179630974444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7218952179630974444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/30th-31st-august.html' title='30th &amp; 31st August'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-3830340750369097010</id><published>2009-08-27T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:57:26.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pergh .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Here we go again , my ex disturbing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; -.-' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-3830340750369097010?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/3830340750369097010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=3830340750369097010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3830340750369097010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3830340750369097010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/pergh.html' title='pergh .'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8937386050912021172</id><published>2009-08-26T07:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:57:42.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch Of The Future .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just finished tuition. And I was actually talking about Simmy about what's gonna happened when I finish my SPM. I got all excited about it so I'm just gonna post it here before I forget and go all crazy about it ( again ). Check it out yaw :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After my high school life. I've made up my decision on what I wanna do :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm gonna get a car, or maybe a rocking scooter, but I have to get them license first of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm gonna find myself a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;real official boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and introduce him to my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm gonna do a lot more of shopping than I am at this age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm gonna go clubbing with my cousins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, then only with my friends, but no alcohol. COKE _ YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm gonna get a part-time job as a waitress or something, I wanna earn my own money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm gonna try and publish all my poetry and writing stuff, because it's seriously going no where if I keep it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm gonna start going to the gym, but for now I'm gonna have to get all the meat in me cause I wanna grow tall and healthy 8-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm gonna travel places! Wee ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I'm gonna find that bastard who hurt my family and I was actually planning to kill that motherfucker but I'll go to hell and might not get out from there for eternity so I think that I'm just gonna slap him around a lil bit. Or maybe kick him in the nuts &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-8937386050912021172?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/8937386050912021172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=8937386050912021172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8937386050912021172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8937386050912021172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/bitch-of-future.html' title='Bitch Of The Future .'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-3493796941107047586</id><published>2009-08-26T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:13:33.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andreaaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wednesday. Exhausting day. I went shopping with Drea in Sunway today. Had to get up in the morning. JOY .... So anyways, I have no idea what have gotten into me but somehow, I got addicted to shoes. Not just any shoes, heels. I usually buy converse and sneeks but today I bought 2 shoes. Awesome ones! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Movin' on . Drea and I had nothing better to do so we went to Dream World! :D but sadly, we took ZERO pictures . But we did record ourselves being an idiot . Check it out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3VwFZVuMsk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3VwFZVuMsk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The reason why I stopped everything was because there were some people staring at me, and it was embarassing! Haha :) But you know what, I don't feel shy that much anymore so it's pretty cool I guess. Like just now, Drea and I were passing by this party shop in Asia Avenue. There&lt;br /&gt;were tons of funky wigs there. I wore a huge curly white wig and I was dancing around while&lt;br /&gt;the music was playing. It was hysterical! Haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-3493796941107047586?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/3493796941107047586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=3493796941107047586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3493796941107047586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3493796941107047586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/andreaaa.html' title='Andreaaa!'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8003981853308855036</id><published>2009-08-25T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:03:31.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what the heck ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 457px; height: 122px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Your real name&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td id="brown"&gt;Sonia&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;/tr&gt;             &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;        &lt;td&gt;Your ninja name&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td id="brown"&gt;Arimotokika&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-8003981853308855036?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/8003981853308855036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=8003981853308855036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8003981853308855036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8003981853308855036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-in-world.html' title='what the heck ..'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7424426339364030235</id><published>2009-08-25T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:19:45.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Booohring Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Morning. Wake Up. Look at the time. Went back to sleep. Wake Up. Bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a message from Khai Teq. He said that he'll be coming over to take his bag from my place. Waited for him downstairs. He came. Gave him the bag. He asked me if I wanna lepak for a while. Went in my house. Told my mommy that I'll be going out for a while. Went in his car. Asked out some people if they can come. None of them can make it. Khai Teq gave me a chance to drive his car. I did terribly so he didn't let me drive anymore ( alaaa! ) Drive. Drive. Drive.&lt;br /&gt;Went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online. Online. Online. Edit myspace and blogspot profile. Went downstairs. Buka puasa. Went up back. Online. Online. Online. &amp;amp; here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every part in this post is so boring. Except for lepakking with Khai Teq, at least I went out and had some fresh air sucked into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, where was I again? Oh yeah.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BOOOOOOOORING!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-7424426339364030235?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7424426339364030235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7424426339364030235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7424426339364030235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7424426339364030235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/booohring-day.html' title='Booohring Day'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-4737473185922773020</id><published>2009-08-25T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:11:56.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpPid8qWcMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/P---q4D-q8w/s1600-h/hoooligans+afraid+of+a+cute+puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ghazi :) That was so sweet, you made tears roll down my face. Well, not really but still! Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Alright, people. Today I'm here to post about what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ryan Nadiah Daryl and I went to Andrea's house. It was a pretty cool day hanging out with people like them. What happened was all 4 of us were afraid of Andrea's adorable dog, we were acting like couple of babies. Trust me :- I've gotta video and pictures to prove it to you guys, watch this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RSh8jZgRpgs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RSh8jZgRpgs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre;font-family:Arial;font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);   white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpPid8qWcMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/P---q4D-q8w/s320/hoooligans+afraid+of+a+cute+puppy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373887784510976194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Were you laughing out loud? I know I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-4737473185922773020?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4737473185922773020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4737473185922773020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4737473185922773020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4737473185922773020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/monster.html' title='Monster!'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpPid8qWcMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/P---q4D-q8w/s72-c/hoooligans+afraid+of+a+cute+puppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-4188566320009725478</id><published>2009-08-24T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:47:46.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!HACKED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;so listen up peeps!!!! Sonia's account has been temporarily hacked by..... me!!! =D    so, what would a hacker do when he/she manages to hack somebody's account?? maybe i'll tell u guys about sonia through my eyes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay so, if u were me, you'd describe sonia as a really fun person to be with.. i mean, who wouldn't think so? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE'S FUNNY~ she can make u laugh n she doesnt even have to try hard.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE'S CARING~ she'd do just about anything to make u feel better when you're sad.. (or maybe its just me)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE'S BEAUTIFUL~ now i know nobody will argue with me on this.. 1 look is all it takes for her to make your heart melt like butter in the middle of the sahara...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE'S ACTUALLY AN ANGEL~ i still don't understand why people think sonia is human.. SHE'S NOT!!!! she's not human.. she's an angel in human form...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHE HAS A PURE HEART~ if u look up the dictionary for "pure hearted", im pretty sure u'll see her photo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's just a lot of things to be said about her, if i listed them all down, it'll take u guys centuries to finish it.. long story short, to have sonia as your friend, is to have one of Gods' angels with you.. and if anybody hurts her, if anybody so much thinks about hurting her, by God i'll f***ing run u down with an 18 wheeler...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU SONIA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICH LIEBE DICH SONIA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J'TAIME SONIA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NGO OI LEI SONIA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WO AI NIE SONIA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKU CINTAKAN KAU SONIA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKAY JOMMMMM!!!!! =D       &lt;333333333333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hacked by: Ghazi iL Bandito!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-4188566320009725478?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4188566320009725478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4188566320009725478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4188566320009725478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4188566320009725478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/hacked.html' title='!!!HACKED!!!'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6503070954691162500</id><published>2009-08-23T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:40:07.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was web-camming with this dude. Jordan , 16 , England. Have no idea where I got his email from but meh, who cares. Lmao. He's kinda cheeky. But you know, I'm not that type of cheap girl so yeah :) I'm a good girl so I told him no to all his ''request''. By the way, I took some pictures of us web-camming :P Sneeky. Hehe. Check em out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Don't laugh at me, I was suppose to act natural and not pose in front of the camera. Hehe :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpFwLJJJx3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/yBcnaL3Thl4/s200/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199167164893042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 137px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpFuCatAadI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5b0oAjTwgPk/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpFvtQwoA4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/85iw9hO2UIA/s200/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373198653813425026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 135px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpFuCatAadI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5b0oAjTwgPk/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpFuCatAadI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5b0oAjTwgPk/s200/Picture+10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196818236598738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 170px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpQFbZq6AOI/AAAAAAAAALg/dhBkN_Q0mBI/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpQFbZq6AOI/AAAAAAAAALg/dhBkN_Q0mBI/s320/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373926223665299682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;Die bole tahan lah. But he's not muscular :( I like a boy to be buff, nice to hug. Hehe. Simmy can have him since Simmy just LOOOOOVE thin guys *kening kening* But I don't think she wants him since this dude gatal setengah mati. Lmao. But hey, boys will be boys but I'm not those kinda sluts or whores if you know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6503070954691162500?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6503070954691162500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6503070954691162500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6503070954691162500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6503070954691162500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/jordan.html' title='Jordan.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SpFwLJJJx3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/yBcnaL3Thl4/s72-c/Picture+9.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7048577713615752092</id><published>2009-08-22T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T08:06:06.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q_DrwnhQOLI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q_DrwnhQOLI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hehe, I was bored :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-7048577713615752092?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7048577713615752092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7048577713615752092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7048577713615752092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7048577713615752092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/wanted.html' title='WANTED!'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8741250035207915431</id><published>2009-08-21T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T10:33:00.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>210809</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/So6_TIRlMdI/AAAAAAAAAJY/In_f9lxGdxI/s1600-h/Photo+65.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Merdeka celebration in school. Had to perform some stuff :) Pictures taken with Nisha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Oh, don't mind us making stupid faces - Lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/So69Q1_H-aI/AAAAAAAAAIo/srQfwhlTQeg/s200/Photo+67.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372439502566980002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/So69j62vgbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/9vZt_N0COPU/s200/Photo+66.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372439830291513778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/So6_TIRlMdI/AAAAAAAAAJY/In_f9lxGdxI/s200/Photo+65.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372441740859224530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/So6_KWrbNxI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/upxxnR-fwuM/s200/Photo+64.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372441590106896146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/So6-9p2tXxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SWEG7sCAbug/s200/Photo+62.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372441371916197650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/So6-vyy8gUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/go2jUKHJEko/s200/Photo+55.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372441133798162754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/So690EqX02I/AAAAAAAAAI4/wOfcQfJBNcI/s200/Photo+56.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372440107801891682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Oh Oh, after school. Some of my friends and I went to Sunway. And when Ilyas picked us up, Ilyas stopped by at his house for a while to change and all that stuff. While waiting for him, we got out of the car and lepak for a while. There was a big dog and Atiqah was making tons of noises to annoy the dog. Suddenly, the dog came to us. Everyone went in the car. They closed the door! I was the sesat one, I didn't know what to do so I jumped on top of the car. Kikiki -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-8741250035207915431?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/8741250035207915431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=8741250035207915431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8741250035207915431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8741250035207915431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/merdeka-celebration-in-school.html' title='210809'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/So69Q1_H-aI/AAAAAAAAAIo/srQfwhlTQeg/s72-c/Photo+67.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8282428087951483180</id><published>2009-08-18T04:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T04:31:01.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freaaaaaaky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Oh my, it's raining heavily here right now and I can hear the sound of the wind and its freaking me out :| Thunder and lightning , darkness , sound of the wind .. what next? :| Eleh, I'm not afraid lah .. Imma Boss Lady :) A person like me aint afraid of these sorta stuff ye know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;* few seconds later * &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.... AHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-8282428087951483180?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/8282428087951483180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=8282428087951483180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8282428087951483180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8282428087951483180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-my-its-raining-heavily-here-right.html' title='freaaaaaaky'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-2987791820221524271</id><published>2009-08-18T03:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T03:11:27.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Maid Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have the worst maid in the history of worst maids. Trust me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She's so fucking rude and noisy -.-' You can ask friends who have been to my house before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She has done so many things that pisses me off like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like there was this one time , Nisha and Nadiah came back to my house from school and we were having our lunch. We were talking as usual on the dining table, and there she was watching TV in the kitchen. She was watching TV and we were talking, so we were kinda distracting her. So she turned up the volume so loud! I was so pissed off, but I sabar je. Seriously, if I wasn't controlling myself, I would've yelled at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And just now, about 5 minutes ago, my mom asked her to buy some groceries at the shops near our house and she responded saying " Esok je la , malas hari ni " . I was like , " what the fuck!? " She's the fucking maid, she's suppose to obey what my mom tells her to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And she's always mocking my mom behind her back, she'll be making fun of my mom, my grandma, my uncle, my cousins, my siblings. In front of my face. She's so fucking rude to everyone and she's so rough. And she thinks that she's so holy just because she pray and stuff. What's the fucking point if you make so many sins a day and still pray? Makes to sense bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Urgh! I'm just so pissed off right now. Oookay, I'm gonna cool down. I bet when I read this the next time I check up my blog, I'll notice how cheesy I sound when I'm pissed off. Lol :) See, I'm better now. OhEmmGee, awkward me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-2987791820221524271?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/2987791820221524271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=2987791820221524271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2987791820221524271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2987791820221524271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-worst-maid-in-history-of-worst.html' title='Worst Maid Ever'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8130679317580326729</id><published>2009-08-17T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:45:06.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Oh emm gee . I realized something, fasting month is this coming Friday and I'm so thrilled. It's time for me to loose some weight , but sadly for all PMR candidates this year, we can't really celebrate hari raya because of this fucked up pmr -.-' why they gotta ruin the fun . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Ooh Ooh, I had my english papers today. And for my English 2 , I changed the format a lil bit, I don't think I'm allowed to but we'll just see how it goes . And for my English 1 , I did it in 15 minutes and slept for the rest of the hour. It was simple and I was sleepy :O oh tidak. i'll be having my agama &amp;amp; science tomorrow and im still online - ah mampos ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Alright, so during my fasting month. Anuar is gonna take me for the solat terawih. he lectured me on text and I was like ".. garang gile" haha. whatever lah, thank god he's staying in bukit jelutong. i can take his car for a spin .. again! :D hee - alright. i'm talking too much , im gonna go rest. xD later peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-8130679317580326729?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/8130679317580326729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=8130679317580326729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8130679317580326729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8130679317580326729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-emm-gee.html' title=''/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-3780242681006013106</id><published>2009-08-16T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T10:38:10.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.. a lil somethin you should knoww</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. I love having friends and I love keeping in touch with my friends, don't matter if they're close to me or not. But if I'm trying my best to keep my relationship with them strong and they're not making the same effort, I'll just give up and throw it away. And if it takes years, I'll throw them away. Why would I give a shit about someone who doesn't give a shit about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. I love making friends. I guess I can make friends with anyone, only if they wanna make friends with me. I'll talk to them topics that they're interested in but if I'm sort of being quiet with them, it means that I seriously can't find any ideas because I find them real dull. Unless you're a boy, it means that I like you and that I was controlling. Depends on who, because I'll treat them differently ( memories of last year ) Been there, done that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. I've been in fights before. Yes, I admit. I don't mind getting in a MOUTH WAR because I'm sort of used to it but if I'm in a mouth war and instead of talking shit about me, they talk shit about my family, especially my mom. They'll seriously get it. Look, I don't give a fuck if you talk shit about me but when it comes to my mom. You guys are shit dead. I think I'll either punch or slap their faces. Then I'll pull their hair. ( i've always wanted to pull someone's hair very hard, hehe ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-3780242681006013106?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/3780242681006013106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=3780242681006013106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3780242681006013106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3780242681006013106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/lil-somethin-you-should-knoww.html' title='.. a lil somethin you should knoww'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7363855251045743585</id><published>2009-08-16T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T09:32:01.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The NEVERS In My Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Never was a straight forward person. I think too much about how others are feeling instead of myself so never call me selfish. I've been trying to keep people from getting hurt but it's me who gets hurt in the end. Stupid foolish. &amp;amp; I have never shouted or get pissed off with any of my friends except for this once with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Andrea Syairah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; during our sleepover at my place :\ Sorry babe, I was seriously out of control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Never was into relationships. I mean, never got the luck for it. Trust me, tons of amazing guys have popped the question but I keep rejecting. I don't know why, it's just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Never have the habit of borrowing people's money or letting people spend their money on me. It's just not my thing, if you still wanna spend your money on me. I'll try my best not to, I'll even pull your hair. Haha :) Trust me, I'll feel very guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Have never experience love before and not planning to. And I have also never done anything over the top with a boy before. Trust me, the worst that I've done was just kissing. I may have friends whose done tons of stuff with a boy but somehow I just can't. OMG, I'm that innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Never like saying the word " sorry ". I never like apologizing. Makes me feel like I'm the one to blame. Even if it was my fault, I'll make it up to them but I still won't apologize. Lol , weird. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Never did like people telling me what to do. The more you bugg me to do something, the more I'll ignore you. No affence, but that's my current bad habit I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Never ever like people using my things without my permission. Hate it! And hate people lending my stuff and not giving it back. Especially when it comes to money. It's not like you guys are fucking broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. Never like people complimenting me. It's not that I hate it, its that I don't feel comfortable of people complimenting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;u&gt;After writing this whole NEVER thing down. Now will you guys still accept me the way I am ..? :\&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-7363855251045743585?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7363855251045743585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7363855251045743585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7363855251045743585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7363855251045743585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/nevers-in-my-life.html' title='The NEVERS In My Life.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-446610112963383311</id><published>2009-08-15T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:16:53.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun With Sonia &amp; Ryan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SobsVOFPvoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9HPg4XKIAjQ/s1600-h/Photo+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SobsVOFPvoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9HPg4XKIAjQ/s320/Photo+27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370239454987402882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SobsNdlcWEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HagTY123g_o/s1600-h/Photo+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SobsNdlcWEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HagTY123g_o/s320/Photo+26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370239321710024770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/Sobr8mBmS4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/5aRhWzxS3i8/s1600-h/Photo+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/Sobr8mBmS4I/AAAAAAAAAIE/5aRhWzxS3i8/s320/Photo+24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370239031917824898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry about the bad quality of the video guys . There was some technical difficulties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/As9-NozC2rA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/As9-NozC2rA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gRPyUhqmZWU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/gRPyUhqmZWU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; 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font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkZTw_BcD6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/PkZTw_BcD6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EcEtbcc3EMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/EcEtbcc3EMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;By the way, I was playing the smallest non-tuned guitar in the universe. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-446610112963383311?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/446610112963383311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=446610112963383311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/446610112963383311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/446610112963383311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-with-webcam.html' title='Fun With Sonia &amp; Ryan'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SobsVOFPvoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9HPg4XKIAjQ/s72-c/Photo+27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-1857653521521502551</id><published>2009-08-14T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:44:27.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yaay! I've made a c-box. I'm not blur anymore. Woot woot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-1857653521521502551?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/1857653521521502551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=1857653521521502551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1857653521521502551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1857653521521502551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/yaay-ive-made-c-box.html' title=''/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7476405603651422252</id><published>2009-08-14T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:59:56.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck her dowh .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I'm fucking pissed off right now. Not only me, so is Atiqah and Simmren with her. She's getting out of control.&lt;br /&gt;Atiqah is pissed off because she was lying too much, it was going insane.&lt;br /&gt;Simmy is pissed off because she twisted stories with Simmy's crush and it was driving her mad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed off because of so many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know she fucking lied to her mom about me and Ryan smoking in her house and not her, and now her mom hates us. Her mom was yelling to Ryan on the phone like crazy and her mom texted me. Ryan was so shocked and scared. I was so pissed off, she lied to her mom about me. I hate people making stories about me because I have a reputation to keep. I don't drink and I'm not a smoker -_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atiqah, Heena, her and Nadiah tumpang me back home and I changed right away and went out with Atiqah so Nadiah, Heena and her was left in my house. Nadiah is my cousin so it's alright for me to leave them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going fine until she made me fucking pissed off. She wanted to go out with this guy, which is like a 2 minute walk from my house but she doesn't wanna fucking walk alone so she forced Nadiah and Heena to accompany her. She was so mengade-ngade so she just had to use my driver to send her there, she's using my driver without me around? What the fuck!?&lt;br /&gt;And before she went, she used my fucking favorite perfume. I know for some of you it's not that big of a deal but for me it is because she's using my stuff without me around and without my permission and I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her mom had no idea where she went and called me. She was fucking crying on the phone. I called her up and asked where is she and that her mom called me crying, and she went like "Oh, I'm fighting with her kot.." She has no idea how many sin she got for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm making such a big deal . But she's fucking taking advantage. I wasnt at home , she was in my house in my room using my things without my permission and using my driver . and she doesn't even care that her mom is crying on the phone looking for her - and this is all because of her wanting to meet this guy. that guy clearly said " if tak bole takpe " but she's making all of us pissed off for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simmy Atiqah and I are gonna confront her on Monday and we don't give a shit. Yes, she'll probably give fucked up excuses like she always do but we're seriously gonna confront her. Tired of backstabbing, its leading us to no where. She just gotta know about this shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-7476405603651422252?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7476405603651422252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7476405603651422252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7476405603651422252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7476405603651422252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-fucking-pissed-off-right-now.html' title='fuck her dowh .'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7355452862547593225</id><published>2009-08-12T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:27:29.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ooh Ooh! On the 14th will be Taufiq's birthday! Yaay! I'm gonna wait until midnight and call him! He better be awake! Muahahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Oh. btw. Tomorrow's Thursday. And there'll be Thursday mee in school Weee~ . Omg, I'm acting like a 5 year old. Nisha is right :|&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/7349469277233243809-7355452862547593225?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7355452862547593225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7355452862547593225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7355452862547593225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7355452862547593225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/early-birthday.html' title='Early Birthday!'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-519313627484295159</id><published>2009-08-12T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:23:34.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puan Aishah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Puan Aishah complained saying that I'm always hanging out with boys in my class. She's always complaning saying like :- " Kenape jantan jantan ni selalu pegi tempat kamu? Takde kawan lain ke?" And I was like "Um Cikgu, cube tengok dalam kelas ni lagi skali. Cikgu tak perasan ke saya sorang je perempuan dalam kelas ni?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;She was looking, and she dah give up. She just looked at me and said " Dah! Buat keje! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Haha, sabar je la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-519313627484295159?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/519313627484295159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=519313627484295159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/519313627484295159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/519313627484295159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/puan-aishah.html' title='Puan Aishah.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7488357445338793844</id><published>2009-08-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:12:01.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perjanjian antara Nisha dan Sonia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Daus lectured Nisha on the phone and asked nisha to taubat and all. Yesterday I was on the phone with Nisha and we made a deal :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. she gotta teach me how to be garang and marah people and I gotta teach her how to not marah people and sabar. I have no idea how we're gonna do this perjanjian. But I think it'll work out, because Nisha and I are the total opposite of each other, that's what makes us hooligans. bunch of hooligans on the loose ;) woot woot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So. We'll see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You guys will soon see the new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;GARANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; me ! :D * ye la tu * - kikiki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-7488357445338793844?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7488357445338793844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7488357445338793844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7488357445338793844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7488357445338793844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/perjanjian-antara-nisha-dan-sonia.html' title='perjanjian antara Nisha dan Sonia.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-3271156330212055774</id><published>2009-08-12T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:15:44.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sah, orang gile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;You know. There were a couple of guys who said I love you to me today. And I don't know, no matter how hard I try, I can't say I love you back. Its just too hard. It's not that I'm hurt or anything. Its just that, the word "LOVE" is so cheesy and lame for me. I don't know why. That word makes me hurl. Seriously. There was this guy in school, he was like "i love you" and I just looked at him , smiled and nod my head like an mute idiot. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And he told my friend that he sometimes gets pissed off when I just smile at him, because he thinks that I'm not taking it seriously. How do you expect me to take it seriously when I don't mean it? For real dowh. I'm afraid I'm gonna be BI :| Because I can only say I love you to girls these days. I can't even say to any guy, I'll be like " i ... dak .. em .. eh .. uhh? " Haha. Real retarded. If you're a boy and you wanna see my reaction, try je lah. If you really mean it, I akan kasi you my special penampar arab I ni . Haha. I get really sick of guys saying I love you , they don't even know the effin meaning -.-' LAME. Hee ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Ooh Ooh Ooh! There was this once - this flirt was on the phone with me , and he was all serious. then he went like " i think i love you " and I laughed. And he was like " im serious " and I was like " okay. proof it " . he asked me how and I said " if you do love me you'll know how " . Then he kept quiet. Wakakaka ;) OMG! I'm terrible. But, that'll teach him a lesson. I'm not into guys right now, weird for me to say. But I still think about my "crushes" hehe. Even though it's been so long since I've keep in touch with them , I still have feelings for them. But I'm not a player, doesn't mean I have tons of crushes I'm a player, come on lah. Chill man. It's not like I'm flirting with them seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And they know that I'm just kidding when I flirt with them , cause I'm a terrible flirt and they'll just laugh at me, and I'll laugh back -.-' Haha. See, I'm laughing again . Lol! Okay, STOP IT! STOP LAUGHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Omg. I just realized something. I'm typing all this down but it makes no sense at all :| Ai mami OkayOkay. Lets just ignore what I was yapping about just cause it was just plain crap. Baiklah, I'm gonna stop typing now before I make you guys have nightmares about RonaldMcDonald. Oh tidak! He's a clown, :| Hehe. Bye lah bye lah :D Dont miss me people . ( shut up sonia )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-3271156330212055774?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/3271156330212055774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=3271156330212055774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3271156330212055774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3271156330212055774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-what-happens-when-crap-and.html' title='sah, orang gile.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5882193469618057414</id><published>2009-08-11T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:11:41.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.. *geram*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Arghh! Aku benci NYAMOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;They can't stop biting me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Aku tau lah aku ni manis dowh tapi mintak kebenaran dulu lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Eeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;EVIL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5882193469618057414?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5882193469618057414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5882193469618057414&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5882193469618057414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5882193469618057414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/arghh-aku-benci-nyamok-they-cant-stop.html' title='.. *geram*'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6979345148919662649</id><published>2009-08-10T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:10:11.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Cancer love match - Taurus. Cancer. Virgo. Scorpio. Capricorn. Pisces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;General behavior: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: collapse;  font-family:Geneva;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cancer (the crab) is one of the most difficult zodiac signs to understand. Cancerians can have many different personalities. Most Cancerians like to be at their home, and enjoy large families. You seem unsociable to some people, but you enjoy chatting and gossiping as much as anyone else. You tend to day-dream very often and can be found in a state of fantasy. You enjoy art, writing, and drama, but acting may not be a good career for you because of your tendency to Overact. Cancer is the sign most likely to believe in the zodiac, as well as other psychic happenings. You make a loyal friend and also very patriotic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Romantic behavior:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to form relationships quickly and get sentimental about your love partners. Although you tend to go in for love affairs aplenty, you always feel dissatisfied; so does your partner if he/she can't understand you well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Important Information on Cancerians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Good career choices for you are: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Journalist&lt;br /&gt;Nurse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Politician&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Housekeeper&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Real-Estate-Broker&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Gardener&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cancerians (ironically) are prone to cancer as well as poor eyesight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your ruling planet: Moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The crab is associated with Cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your lucky color: silver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your lucky gemstone: pearl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your lucky numbers : 4 and 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6979345148919662649?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6979345148919662649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6979345148919662649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6979345148919662649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6979345148919662649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/interesting.html' title='Interesting?'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6767058193296903773</id><published>2009-08-10T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:20:06.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>, what a sad story.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Dreadful insane morning. I was all hyped up before I went to school, Nadiah was forced to layan me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;A. There wasn't any assembly in school today because the form 5's are having the exam. So, there was 45 minutes of NOTHING in class. There was nothing better for me to do so after doing a little exercise in my book, I slept off. I felt something poking me so I woke up, and I saw Khoirul poking me and Min whispering SONIA!... HI :) Masyallah. Those hooligans won't leave me in peace -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;B. In class, I was sitting quietly doing a PMR revision paper that our teacher gave me. And out of nowhere, Khoirul Min and Reezal came sitting with me. So, I was forced to layan them. I didn't know what to say so I told them a joke - ( the one that I just posted BELOW ) - And. After telling them the joke. I was the only one laughing, because none of the gets it -.-' Min gets it but he thought it wasn't funny. Khoirul didn't understand a word I was saying and Reezal was laughing like a donkey saying "Ahaha! I don't get it!" Sakit hati dowh, haha. Sabar je la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;C. Ziany and Amirah came running to me saying "Whose your boyfriend!? Whose your boyfriend!?" And I was like ".. What boyfriend?". Ziany said "Shut up. I saw your blog." - Kantoi. Dammit- So, I just had to tell them because they were running and yelling and dragging me in the canteen. I told them, and asked them to please keep it low prof ;) Ziany &amp;amp; Amirah. I'm warning you females! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6767058193296903773?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6767058193296903773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6767058193296903773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6767058193296903773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6767058193296903773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-sad-story.html' title=', what a sad story.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-585410051981421291</id><published>2009-08-09T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:47:55.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke Of The Day :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;A husband and wife are eating soup. the wife spills soup all over her and says:&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no, I look like a pig"&lt;br /&gt;"yes and you also have soup all over you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Haha! Sial punye suami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-585410051981421291?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/585410051981421291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=585410051981421291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/585410051981421291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/585410051981421291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/joke-of-day.html' title='Joke Of The Day :)'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-3126192696568155421</id><published>2009-08-08T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:52:55.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://crushlyts.com/graphics/profile-graphics/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s528.photobucket.com/albums/dd325/9359324/crushlyts/graphics/pagegraphics/new1/photography/z141241066.jpg" border="0" style="border:0px;filter:none;cursor:default;background-color:Transparent!important;padding:0px!important;margin:0px!important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I told you once before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'll tell you once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I miss you so much that it's driving me insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know its over between you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But somehow I want us to fall back into history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've told you that I miss you about a thousand times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I'm pretty sure you're thinking its just one of those pick up lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-3126192696568155421?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/3126192696568155421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=3126192696568155421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3126192696568155421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3126192696568155421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-told-you-once-before-ill-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5958652052866109989</id><published>2009-08-08T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:36:08.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh hot damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhkiHSJ0MbQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/LhkiHSJ0MbQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;This is seriously so very cool yo, ;) the talented, Spikey Lee . &lt;3&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/7349469277233243809-5958652052866109989?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5958652052866109989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5958652052866109989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5958652052866109989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5958652052866109989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-hot-damn.html' title='oh hot damn.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6416606122615560390</id><published>2009-08-05T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:31:15.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, handsome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;HAPPY.BIRTHDAY.HAPPY.BIRTHDAY.HAPPY.BIRTHDAY.HAPPY.BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ILYAAAS ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;YOU ROCK, BAYBEH. BEST GUY COUSIN EVER -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; LOVE YOU LOADS (BETTER LOVE ME TOO) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HUGS&amp;amp;KISSES YOU DOFUS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;XO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6416606122615560390?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6416606122615560390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6416606122615560390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6416606122615560390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6416606122615560390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-birthday-baybeh.html' title='happy birthday, handsome.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5282495366347431613</id><published>2009-08-05T00:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:19:29.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>* down down down *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:24px;"&gt;BABY , ARE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;DOWN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:24px;"&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; DOWN ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5282495366347431613?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5282495366347431613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5282495366347431613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5282495366347431613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5282495366347431613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/down-down-down.html' title='* down down down *'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5699914254667045901</id><published>2009-08-05T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:14:49.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday night, my so called "boyfriend" texted me asking if I was asleep yet. I told him that I'll text him when I'm about to go to bed. When I was about to go to sleep, I texted him and at the end of the message - instead of saying those 8 letters 3 words. I said " take care .. bye "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;LMFAO LMFAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ELMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;LMFAO LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Usually before I sleep, I'll pray to god and stuff like that but yesterday was the first time I didn't. I mean, instead of praying to god, thanking god about everything. All I could pray about was my ex - I said that if he really don't have enough energy and strength in him, give him half of my strength and make him healthy again, better yet. Give him all of my strength :D I seriously mean it dowh , that's how much I care about em' .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Look, if you really care for someone, you'll do whatever it takes to make them healthy again. Praying was all I could do so I prayed. You can't just say that you love someone without even showing that you love them. *urhm urhm - goes to my current boyfie*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5699914254667045901?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5699914254667045901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5699914254667045901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5699914254667045901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5699914254667045901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-night-my-so-called-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6654302377440348551</id><published>2009-08-04T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T08:23:31.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*blank*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay. I think I'm in a relationship. Lmfao. It's been almost a week and it's going terribly. I mean, the first few days were cool but after that - Urgh. I don't know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tons of people ask me why I accepted him? Well. It's actually because there's been tons of amazing guys who have popped the question to me but I keep rejecting. I've never given any of them a chance and I feel so terrible because after I reject them, I'll regret. So, for the first time in my 15 years of life, I've accepted a person who have popped the question to me about a zillion times. And guess what? I regretted it even more -.-' SWEAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I mean, Yes. I do have feelings for him. I mean, I had. These days, we've been acting so strange. We don't call each other baby that often anymore. We don't keep in touch that much. What the fuck? Before I even accepted his proposal, he's all like " I'll show you what if feels like to be loved " and all that shit. That's fucked up whack dowhh. One thing I really really hate is when guys make broken promises. It's real stoopid and pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I think I've learned my lesson. This is the first and last time I'm ever giving a guy another chance. I think after this break up, I don't wanna have a boyfriend until I finish high school. I know you guys think I'm trippin' but I'm for real. Unless that person can really sweep me off my feet lah. Bottom line - Being single aint that bad youu know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6654302377440348551?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6654302377440348551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6654302377440348551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6654302377440348551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6654302377440348551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/blank.html' title='*blank*'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-7812720185971490873</id><published>2009-08-04T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T06:44:47.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>, get well soon .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;GET WELL SOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BECAUSE I LOVE YOU'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I've just gotten a text from &lt;u&gt;Taufiq&lt;/u&gt; saying that he's in the hospital because he's not feeling well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;And I've gotten a text form &lt;u&gt;Iqbal&lt;/u&gt; last Sunday that he's National Service camp might be closing because tons of people there are very ill. Including him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I'm so worried right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Two people I love is really really sick. I can't believe it, it's so unbelievable and unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I just hope that they'll be fine soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;It's been so long since I've contacted &lt;u&gt;Iqbal.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Taufiq&lt;/u&gt; and I have been friends for ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;God, please help them ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I love them so very much :'(Get well soon you guys, text me if whatever happens.&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/7349469277233243809-7812720185971490873?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/7812720185971490873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=7812720185971490873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7812720185971490873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/7812720185971490873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/get-well-soon.html' title=', get well soon .'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-2922782411071044560</id><published>2009-08-03T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:12:10.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby, make me fall for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34);   white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crushlyts.com/graphics/profile-graphics/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s528.photobucket.com/albums/dd325/9359324/crushlyts/graphics/pagegraphics/new1/photography/z79814804.jpg" border="0" style="border:0px;filter:none;cursor:default;background-color:Transparent!important;padding:0px!important;margin:0px!important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34);   white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ask me out, buy me flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Have deep conversations for hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hug me tight, hold me close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tell me I'm the one that  you love most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Kiss my lips, hold my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Be the first to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Run with me in the pouring rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Stay with my through all the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;These are the 11 simple rules &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;To make me fall in love with youu ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-2922782411071044560?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/2922782411071044560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=2922782411071044560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2922782411071044560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2922782411071044560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/make-me-fall-fall-you.html' title='baby, make me fall for you'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-104083864947594715</id><published>2009-08-02T02:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:21:26.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>, if : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://crushlyts.com/graphics/profile-graphics/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s528.photobucket.com/albums/dd325/9359324/crushlyts/graphics/pagegraphics/new1/photography/im2rs4.jpg" border="0" style="border:0px;filter:none;cursor:default;background-color:Transparent!important;padding:0px!important;margin:0px!important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;If I were a clock, and you were the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I'm patiently waiting for you to be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;If I were diamonds, and you were gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I'll keep you forever until I grow old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I'd love you the way you have always wanted to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;No one against us, its just you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I'd hold you forever and never let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Mad about you and your beautiful soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;If I were the moon, and you were the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I'll do whatever it takes to make you the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;If I were music, and you were the song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I'll sing you like a lullaby all night long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;: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/7349469277233243809-104083864947594715?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/104083864947594715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=104083864947594715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/104083864947594715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/104083864947594715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/08/if.html' title=', if : )'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6329123493841314586</id><published>2009-07-28T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T05:21:11.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>idiots.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZCzQTNu4N0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZCzQTNu4N0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QG5jrbfcn6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QG5jrbfcn6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We were bored okeyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Told ya'll we're crazy, accept us for who we are iight ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6329123493841314586?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6329123493841314586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6329123493841314586&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6329123493841314586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6329123493841314586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/idiots.html' title='idiots.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8348657513196758655</id><published>2009-07-26T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:04:43.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;My right gums is swollen and it hurts badly! The pain went right down to my throat and went up to my right ear and head. I don't know what's happening. It's so weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I told Mior about this and he called his uncle. His uncle said that it's this bacteria thingy, I have no idea what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So what's left for me to do now is gargle with salt water twice a day. Buek :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I know - it sounds so pathetic, sad and idiotic but hey, a girls' gotta do what a girls' gotta do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Alright. Wish me luck :\ eeeeeep ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-8348657513196758655?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/8348657513196758655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=8348657513196758655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8348657513196758655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8348657513196758655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/pain.html' title='The Pain.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-1712943674998990943</id><published>2009-07-25T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:20:09.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Mornin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;* sunday mornin' raining is fallin' . la la la la *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Oh sorry, was caught up in that song for a minute there. Anyways, it's like 6.08 AM right now and I'm still not sleeeeeping! I've got intensive class tomorrow at 12.3o and I'm still awake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;( way to go Sonia . ) Yeayea, I know. But hey, don't blame me. My eyes won't shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I just got off the phone with a "friend" lol. Na, seriously, he's just a friend. A friend that I'm crushing on I guess :\ It's complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I'm sorta texting with him now, but I don't think I can blog or text anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;My head is spinning "right round right round" now. Omg, I'm dizzy and I'm hyper, what is the matter with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Alright, so later in my intensive class, I'll have about an hour and a half of freedom because my teacher won't be in until next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;He's gotta go to this other tuition center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;So it looks like Simmy and I will be having our LOOONG LOOONG lunch somewhere in Bukit Jelutong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I'm actually starting to get bored of the restaurants there, BOHSAN! Wish I had a car, or maybe a scooter, so I could drive wherever I want. Whenever I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;That'll be like so cool ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Okay, I'm actually sleeping over Nadiah's house right now but unfortunately she dozed off before I did so that's considered me just sleeping over her house without even sleeping over with ... you know what, skip that. I'm too sleepy I don't even know what shit I'm typing right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Alright, I'm gonna go snooze right now before I say something real stoopid here that'll make you people move countries or even suicide. So, I guess this is it for tonight, I mean .. this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;See You Later MotherFuckers :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-1712943674998990943?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/1712943674998990943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=1712943674998990943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1712943674998990943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1712943674998990943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-mornin.html' title='Sunday Mornin&apos;'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-3110022152009025633</id><published>2009-07-22T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:29:42.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today. Nothing special happened actually. Normal in school. Some things happened but prefer to be left unsaid *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school. Simmy &amp;amp; I went for tuition, our first class finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went down to 7-Eleven for a short while to get a drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was about to take coke but Simmy won't let me. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were arguing and fighting in there, the cashier was just looking at us laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave up, I wanted to buy Milo instead and she complained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said "drink la if you wanna get fat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last last, she bought JusTea Peach and I ended up buying Mineral Water :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cashier was laughing. Sedih gile kot. Hee ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-3110022152009025633?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/3110022152009025633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=3110022152009025633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3110022152009025633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/3110022152009025633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/fight.html' title='The Fight.'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6400187733794236558</id><published>2009-07-21T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T09:12:49.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's complicated .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;We used to be together, but then I left you after a while because my feelings for you faded.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;You were still not over me and neither was I but , we weren't together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;A year passed and I got over you after a few months but you were still into me, I felt very uncomfortable - no questions asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;You waited and waited for the right moment to ask me to be yours again, then one day you did , you popped the question - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I wanted to accept your love but there was something holding me back. Something inside me that kept me saying No. &lt;u&gt;"No, don't do this again. Don't hurt him again. Don't make yourself regret."&lt;/u&gt; So I did, I said no. You were crushed, so was I :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Everyone keep telling me that I'm such an idiot for letting you go ( especially Nadiah, I selalu kene lecture ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;The truth is that , my feelings for you is always changing. Like :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;first , i like you . then the next , i dont like you. It's just so complicating this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I don't know what to do so I thought that the best way to make you happy is by saying no than by saying yes and see you hurt in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Now, when I see you with another girl. I have this feeling inside me, it's not jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I don't get jealous because of those kinda things, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;But, it's just a feeling, I don't know what's it called. And this feeling bugs me all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I've been trynna get this feeling outta my chest, so I guess blogging about it is the best way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Haih'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll post another one when I feel like it , LATERS ALLIGATORS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6400187733794236558?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6400187733794236558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6400187733794236558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6400187733794236558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6400187733794236558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-complicated.html' title='it&apos;s complicated .'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8816871202720203308</id><published>2009-07-15T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T07:31:30.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A week after the birthday party baru I dapat gambar-gambar . Sedih gile . Haha. Okay. Here are the pictures taken from the birthday party- I'm just gonna post it so knock yourself out .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Picture below is Simmy :) The girl who made the magic happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I love her to death... go away she's mine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358707122803838578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/Sl3zvI4UDnI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tduXzpW0dAY/s320/DSC02253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other pictures below -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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I just gave myself a big hug! :P And I'm so excited for tonight. I really appreciate the birthday wishes from people , they remembered me :) and some people * urhmm urhmm * dah tido :p Nah, I still love you guys. So here's the shout outs to those humans who wished me today :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aizat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aleesha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anuar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Azie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Danial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ehsan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Huzairy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Idzham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ilyas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Keyyol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kuang Jin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Meg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Noor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Omeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Simmy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Syazneil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zaki ( WHOA! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I'm in school now, and I just got a present from Ehsan! :D I gotta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;hug from Min, Khoirul, Ehsan, Reezal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; .. and gotta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;kiss from Ziany, Simmy and Atiqah ( I pakse :P )!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; I'm gonna be getting one from Ryan soon. PAKSA DIA ! :D I'm like so very excited for todays' party! It was suppose to be a surprise but I found out about it, but I've heard rumors that there's gonna be another awesome surprise that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;might make me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; ( aiyoyo ). This better be good! Okay, I'm gonna post for after the party, wish me luck! &amp;amp; Happy birthday to me -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Okay, before I start blabbing about what happened in the party - here's what happened in school. Gotten a hug from Ryan! Yaay! Navin , and Hao Yu! And oh, guess what? I was so hyper in school and I was kinda quiet in class , because I was day dreaming. I mean, there wasn't any teacher and Min went back home early! He's the one who usually make my life miserable in class and that's what makes it fun! So I was day dreaming la, I was looking down. And I was also thinking about what the " big surprise " is. Hao Yu was sitting down behind me while doing his work. And all the sudden, he came to me and gave me a kiss. And I was so shocked I was like " WHAAAT !? " Then he laughed, haha , so cute. I mean like, I'm not mad or anything, it cool with me but why all the sudden? He was like " Alaa, your birthday ma " . :) Hehe. Yeayea, then after school he gave me a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Movinn to the next drama : -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;------- &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Alright. So I got home about 4.35 pm , I think ? Then I showered , I got out of the shower , was running and my mom called me for a second. And that second was about 15 minutes of talking! I felt very uncomfortable and was in a hurry! I mean, she was talking to me when I was wearing my towel for crying out loud! I was like " Ma, be right back". I ran to my room , dried my hair and ran to her room and said " you were saying ? " then she was like " Go get ready first lah! " Haha. I was being nice and that was her reaction!? :P Anyways, I got in my room. Was trying so hard trynna see what looks best for a birthday girl. I saw 2 dresses on my bed. One was the in pink and another was in dark yellow. I couldn't make up my mind so I waited for friends to come over and pick for me. While waiting, I was making calls to see whose coming with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Drea, Nadiah and Amirah came to my house first and they picked out the dress that I was wearing to the birthday party. It was the first time I was wearing that dress so I didn't know best. Something embarrassing happened ( aint gonna tell you ) and they were all laughing! It was hilarious , but who cares. They've seen my embarrassed myself so many times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Then, Ashni JiaQi and Heena came after that. I didn't know what to do with my hair! They suggested me to not tie my hair but it was too hot and I felt so RIMAS! After we all got ready, Nadiah called Simmy asking if we could come now. She said yes so we got in the car and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I wanted to run in to see what the " big surprise " cause I thought it wasn't something special. But they all wanted us to walk in together so I did. I walked in, saw the boys. And some girlfriends. And Simmy was like " Saw everyone already ? " . I looked again and guess who I saw ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;MADY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;OMG! It was so fucking unbelievable! I was so happy! I was about to cry but I control la , haha. I was like " MADY! " I ran to him and gave him a big hug! ( nampak sangat he was like FREAKED OUT ) , haha. I hugged him. Then I was like " omg " then I hugged him again and again and again. I mean like , oh emm gee. It was soo unbelievable! He came all the way for my birthday. I must say, his presence to the birthday party was the best birthday present eveer! I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I couldn't stop saying " OMG ! " until my friends were like " sonia , shut up! you keep saying that! " . I went to Simmy, gave her a big hug , kissed her on the cheek and thank her ! I owe her bigtime for this. We sat down, talked, ate and hang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;My mom dropped by and sent the cake, ALAMAK! My friends were all like " Sonia, your moms' here" And I was like "Ahh!" Then they laughed but I was serious! Haha, she came. My friends salam her and before she left. She kissed me in front of all my friends, Eeep! Malunya! I baru je nak lari but sabar je la :P So, we lepak lepak lepak. Then, we jalan jalan jalan. Took some pictures. They wanted me to blow the cake at this lake, but the smart thing that happened was, they brought the cake to the lake. After I blowed it, we went back to eat the cake because it was too dark. Haha! We should've just blow the candle at the restaurant and lepak at the lake after that but yeah, it already happened so , ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;We hanged , got back to the restaurant , ate some cake. Ilyas came! :D with his girlfriend. I gave him a big hug! He kissed me on the cheek , it was ticklish cus' of his shaved mustache , hehe. Then, lepak lepak lepak. Then, Mady had to go home. So I walked him the bus stop to wait for his sister. I was kinda nervous because it was night time and I'll be walking up alone after but meh, who cares !? :D I gave him a hug and kiss goodbye and got up back. Grr, rinduu kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Then, when we got up. I saw Ashni not sitting with Marcel so I asked her whats up ? She said that her parents gon' be here anytime soon. So she asked me to keep him company for a while and I was like .. " err ? " I mean like, it was the first time meeting him and I gotta keep em company ? But it was for my friend so I did : ) I went to him and I was like " hey, whats up ?". Then we talked for a while and I called Ashni there. They were holding hands, mushymushy. I went and sat with Nadiah, Drea and JiaQi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Then Ryan called. I asked Nadiah to teman me to one of the restaurants but she was too lazy. So Ryan was on the phone while I was walking to him. We sat down with the rest of the boys. I was taking pictures of the boys shisha-ing since I had nothing better to do. Wanted to walk to 7-Eleven for a while to get a drink. But I didn't have the money, Ryan wanted to blanja me. I felt bad about it so nah, I didn't buy anything. I was walking with em' for a while and my feet was killing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I mean, I HATE wearing heels  and I had to wear it for the day because my mom forced me. If I didn't listen to her, she'll give me this long lecture about GIRLS AND HEELS, I didn't wanna hear her nag so I just shut up and wore it to the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I was walking like a retard. Ryan was like " you want me to carry you like Cinderella? " Haha. Him and his jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Well, the day was great. Yet very exhausted! I mean . There's tons of this that happened :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- the meal that I had in the restaurant was my first meal of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- my feet were killing me! CURSE THOSE HEELS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- Had a blast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- Boys and their jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- I've gotten a call from Zaki ? :) Which kinda woke me up from my nightmare because we haven't talked for months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- My mom was giving me drama during the party but I just put it on the side for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- I had some embarrassing moments but not a lot of people notice it ( PHEW ! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- Someone came all the way from Ampang and blew off an imporant deal with someone to Bukit Jelutong for my birthday which was reaaaally sweet , and was the best birthday present ever ! Yaay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOTTOM LINE : I'm feel blessed &amp;amp; thankful :) And cheers to Simmy &amp;amp; Atiqah for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-4155631343751630202?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4155631343751630202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4155631343751630202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4155631343751630202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4155631343751630202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5619811650801718309</id><published>2009-07-08T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:39:15.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>, part of my list .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are the few flashbacks that I got when I close my eyes and think of youu :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. we gazed in each others eyes for a few minutes because we didn't know what to do / say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. we walked around and were banging each other side to side and you whispered something sweet to my ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. you were laughing at me and when I asked why, you said that I still owe you that kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. I was looking down while walking and all you could do was looked me in the eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. you were about to kiss me but then you pussied out because my cousin was right behind us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. we were arm wrestling and were fighting like childish grown ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. we were on webcam, and you were staring at me doing stupid stuff without me knowing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. you gave me a hug goodbye but was hoping for something better to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. we were flirting playfully and laughing at each other for trying too hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;. you tried to get me tons of times, but I keep saying no and you didn't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;. me cracking your head out to make you figure out such simple questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;. you taught me Mathematics online, and made me better in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;. you tried giving me your best advice , even though it sucked, it still worked :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;. you told me about your past relationships and made fun of me about mine. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thinking about the silly memories that we had together these past few months makes me sad, hurt n happy all at once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Was it all a lie? Was it all true? Were you faking the times we spent together or was it the real you? I need to know the truth. Because I don't like to be surrounded by secrets and lies. I want to learn you. I want to get to know you. I don't mind if you're a dickhead, I just need you to trust me and to be honest with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5619811650801718309?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5619811650801718309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5619811650801718309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5619811650801718309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5619811650801718309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/part-of-my-list.html' title=', part of my list .'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5966588410317491227</id><published>2009-07-08T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:04:19.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring On The Heartache</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you guys ever laugh or smile to much but still don't feel happy? Like you're trying your best to forget about what is going on but no matter how hard you're trying it still isn't working? Yeah, that's the exact way of what I'm feeling right now. And it's all because of this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* sigh *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I seriously can't believe what I just heard. I actually thought that you were the one that could change my life. I thought that you were the one who would always be there for me. But no, you lied to me. You're a player, a flirt, a fake, a joke, you're the type of person I'm not suppose to be around with. But no matter how much I try and no matter how terrible I know you are, why can't I hate you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This question keeps haunting and bugging me all the time, I've been trying to figure out what the reason is but I still can't figure it out yet. Could be it that &lt;u&gt;I've never met someone like you before&lt;/u&gt;? Could it be that I'm &lt;u&gt;afraid of loosing you&lt;/u&gt;? Could it be that I've been keeping in touch with you for quiet sometime but it feels different now that we're not talking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* grr *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I seriously don't know. - You wanted to take me out for a birthday treat this Saturday, but after what I heard, I don't think we should. But I must say, I didn't regret a single moment that we spend together last Sunday. It was perfect in ever way. I just &lt;u&gt;wished that the guy that I spent time with was the real you. I wish that you weren't faking&lt;/u&gt; it. Wish that you really meant what you said to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I must admit, I'm hurt. I'm okay but not okay at the same time. I don't know how to describe that feeling but that's what I'm feeling right now. If only I could turn back time, I would have ignored you instead of falling for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Look, I'm not asking you to be with me. I'm not asking you to stop anything that you're doing right now. All I want from you is honesty. That is the only thing that I've been waiting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, I believe that some of the things that you told me were the truth, that's why I kept everything that you said to me a secret. I've never told anything that you told me to anyone.No matter how terrible you are, I've never spill any secret because I know it means a lot to you. I might be a fucker most of the time but when it comes to these sort of things I'm pretty alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;* sobb *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Please, all I'm asking from you is to be honest with me. I don't want to loose you as a friend. I've heard tons of people fucking about you and I felt the hatred and anger feeling that they're feeling but I still can't hate you. But, I'm &lt;b&gt;not in love with you. Not in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, I love you but I'm not in love with you. If you know what I'm sayin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5966588410317491227?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5966588410317491227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5966588410317491227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5966588410317491227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5966588410317491227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/bring-on-heartache.html' title='Bring On The Heartache'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5149612845026966522</id><published>2009-07-07T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T05:55:45.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>, again and again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Grr. My family is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;fucked up annoying!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;I fucking hate it when people tells me what to do, so why not just STFU ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;The more you pressure and force me , the more stubborn I'll get .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5149612845026966522?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5149612845026966522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5149612845026966522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5149612845026966522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5149612845026966522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/again-and-again.html' title=', again and again'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-2794550444693252794</id><published>2009-07-03T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:34:11.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snooze -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This incident actually happened yesterday but I was too lazy to post anythin so I'm gonna tell you people now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, so yesterday after our breakfast in school . I went up class , I was about to have Kemahiran Hidup , teacher - Encik Aiza -_-' urgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First part : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went in the class. I buat bodo je la, like he wasn't even there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Conversation between Him &amp;amp; Reezal &amp;amp; Me : ( btw . I was rude to him cause' I hate em . haha )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aiza : Reezal dah pergi doctor dah ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reez: Dah cikgu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aiza : Batok dah okay dah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Reez: Bole tahan la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;* then Aiza looked at me and said *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aiza : Sonia dah pegi doctor dah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nia  : Buat ape ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aiza : You kan sakit ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nia  : Sakit ape ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aiza : Sakit mental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Nia  : * buat muke menyampah * Ahaaa , lawak nye . Kelakar gile kot -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Aiza : * he did the " ALAMAK , SHE'S MAD AT ME ? " kinda face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Part 2 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, you guys probably have heard your teachers not letting you sleep in class - is that right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well , this teacher keeps on complaining about us students sleepin in class . He'll be like " kalau nak tido tu, lebih baek tak datang skola " . Well , you're gonna be shocked after hearing what I'm about to say .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, he wrote something on the board and we had to write it down you see . After he finished writing, he sat down and laid his head on the table. And slept . For about a minute I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, as usual . All of us will be staring at him sleeping and making fun insulting jokes about it. ( I know its terrible , )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, he woke up . He walked around the class for a lil then he sat down on a chair beside our classroom door. He thought that we were doing our work but we were too distracted watching him sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guess what !? As he was sitting on the chair, he was sleeping SOUNDLY! His mouth was open and he snored a lil bit. As his mouth goes bigger , his snore goes louder! And his face expression was amazing! We were all just staring! We wanted to laugh but we tried our hardest not to, but one of my classmates was laughing so loud , till' Aiza woke up. Then when he woke up, we all let out our laugh! We couldn't take it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Min was sitting beside me and we laughed the most in the class! We couldn't stop laughing! Min laughed until his tears came out and I laughed until my tummy hurts . It was hilarious! I was staring at Daniel and Hao Yu , and we were all laughing together. It was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aiza was embarassed so instead of asking us to do his work , he gave us the answer . He never give us answers but this is the first time that he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was OH-SO-HILARIOUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-2794550444693252794?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/2794550444693252794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=2794550444693252794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2794550444693252794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2794550444693252794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/snooze.html' title='Snooze -'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6018299321512712310</id><published>2009-07-03T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:01:56.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;Most people I know find it heartbreaking and sad for someone making rumors about them , I just find it annoying. I mean, you're just fucking bored of your life so you wanna create drama. Tell you what - you leave me alone before I make you a drama. You're messing with the wrong person, seriously .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've done nothing to make you pissed off , and if there was you should have told me instead of telling everyone every piece of shit there is to know. You think that I don't know but I do actually . You're telling everyone to not tell anyone -_-' makes no sense. Yeah , I don't really bother about it this much - just wanna let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead , keep bitchin about me , it gon take you no where . Till then' &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LATER HOE ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6018299321512712310?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6018299321512712310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6018299321512712310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6018299321512712310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6018299321512712310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/07/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-4418109295844703307</id><published>2009-06-27T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T11:45:09.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like you , but ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I like you so much, so does my friend&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I can't go through this again&lt;br /&gt;I fought with her once, because of some guy&lt;br /&gt;This feeling hurts badly, it makes me wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that you love me, but not over her&lt;br /&gt;But I think its better if you let your feelings for me disappear&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt you, neither does she&lt;br /&gt;So the best way is for you to stop liking me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you so bad, but there's no other way&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do, I can't get you off my head&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying to her, saying that I don't like you&lt;br /&gt;It'll shatter her heart to pieces if she ever finds the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's my best friend, and you're just a guy&lt;br /&gt;I rather let this go than be surrounded by secrets and lies&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do to let this feeling free&lt;br /&gt;So I'll try forgetting you and you'll forget me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-4418109295844703307?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4418109295844703307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4418109295844703307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4418109295844703307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4418109295844703307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-like-you-but.html' title='i like you , but ..'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-973120966646008541</id><published>2009-06-24T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:27:04.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read it and Weep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;      Few minutes ago , a friend asked me what I'm looking for in a guy. You know, boyfriend material.&lt;br /&gt;Most people ask me that and I usually answer something that's pretty impossible to find.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I finally know what I'm looking for in a guy , and that is ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;a person who accepts me the way I am .&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;       You know , we're always saying things like :&lt;br /&gt;" I want a guy whose smart , funny , awesome personality . " and blablabla. But to think of it, what's the point of having your perfect package if your perfect package don't think of you as their perfect package , if you know what I'm saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-973120966646008541?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/973120966646008541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=973120966646008541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/973120966646008541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/973120966646008541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/untitled.html' title='Read it and Weep!'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-203056479367410540</id><published>2009-06-22T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:23:59.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodie : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm having a fever.&lt;br /&gt;I just ate my medicine and that medicine was suppose to make me sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, a friend texted me to call him because he needed someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;He was crying him ass off because of his ex. He couldn't stop crying and my heart was breaking each second I hear him cry :'(&lt;br /&gt;I was trying my best . and guess what !?&lt;br /&gt;I made him smile ! :D I made him laugh ! :D I was making a fool of myself but who cares ! hehe . I made him feel happier than before!&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty good about it .&lt;br /&gt;I learned to not give up on a friend when they're feeling down. &amp;amp; to be patient!&lt;br /&gt;It's about 2.02 AM now and I'm still awake. Thankyouverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright, once in a while, it's not wrong to help a friend .&lt;br /&gt;Am I right or am I right !? Hehe .&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay , sorry. I'm a little hyper right now. I'm not sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'm gonna go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;( padahal nak msn and texting . hehe . )&lt;br /&gt;I'll update more soon. Till' then ,&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Later -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-203056479367410540?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/203056479367410540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=203056479367410540&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/203056479367410540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/203056479367410540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodie.html' title='Goodie : )'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6868514213596289957</id><published>2009-06-22T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:27:45.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-__-'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;F U C K !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate that fucking fucked up dick headed ass lickin mother fuckin teacher , Aiza .&lt;br /&gt;He's like the most fucked up creature I've ever met!&lt;br /&gt;He's not fucking satisfied with his life so he decides to ruin our lives .&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck does he want from me !?&lt;br /&gt;You think that you're like the best among the rest , well you're hella wrong idiot .&lt;br /&gt;Because of you , faggot , I lost my best friend! My best friends are in fucked up trouble and you're just sitting there shaking your leg like nothing's happening!&lt;br /&gt;Are you out of your fucking retarded mind!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously , if all of this really is because of you .&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna give you a piece of my mind and I don't give a fuck if you suspend me from school . I've had enough of your fucking attitude, your fucking lies, your fucking bullshits.&lt;br /&gt;I've been so fucking patient with you for a really really long time.&lt;br /&gt;Look, why don't you do us and yourself a favor - leave us alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever wanna see your face again. You fucking disgust me. I hate you like fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I've never used so much bad words in my entire life , ever! This is like the first time . Because of my fucking teacher' -_____-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6868514213596289957?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6868514213596289957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6868514213596289957&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6868514213596289957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6868514213596289957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_22.html' title='-__-&apos;'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6962618863240487873</id><published>2009-06-19T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:29:04.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Friday. &lt;/span&gt;One of the best days of the week. Today, I slept in 2 classes. Sivik &amp;amp; English. ( tu pun tak cukop tido pasal setan2 smue kacao i . haha ) Okay. So, I brought 3 gas drinks for me, Nisha &amp;amp; Simmy. I ni sebagai kawan baek bawak la utk my girlfriends and instead of saying thank you, diorang kate " asal u bawak ? " . Haha, sial betol! After that baru they say thank you la, pasal I  pakse :P Anyways, we were waiting for Khoirul to go for his prayers because we know when Khoirul ade, we say sepatah perkataan pun Nisha confirm akan "Ha? What? Kejap2." or maybe she'll just laugh even when she doesn't gets it. Sometimes I said something serious pun, she gelak so nmpk sgt she wasn't paying attention! haha. Sabar je la : ) When the muslim boys went for their prayers. That's when the party started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nish Simmy &amp;amp; I went to the football field. We opened our drinks, we clinged our drinks together and we spit it out! Kesian, the water kene Simmy. Haha : )! Since we had different flavored drinks, we mixed our drinks together in each tin. And after that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every single word we heard from anyone, we'll laugh even though it wasn't funny.&lt;/span&gt; We clinged our drinks together again and this time it was harder! Our uniforms were all dirty. My baju kurung was all orange in color! We &lt;u&gt;keep laughing our butts off!&lt;/u&gt; There was nothing funny but we were laughing like we were fcking drunk! ( yes, we were drunk by gas drinks ) .&lt;br /&gt;For the last time! We clinged our drinks together, took a sip and spit our drinks out! &amp;amp; NishaEmira ni, instead of spitting her drink on the ground, she ter-spit her drink on Simmy's head and my head. We were all sticky and smelly! Eww! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thankyouverymuch, NishaEmira. Haha : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the other girls ( Nadiah , Amirah , Nadja and Aishah ) came to the football field and they started laughing and making jokes with each other . [ taktau kenape diorang sesat . ] haha . So we all we hanging out together laughing our butts off, till we saw this Malay dude who just came back from his Friday prayers riding his bike. We were all flirting with him, yelling Hi ! and all. He responded to us say " Hi ! " while waving . Haha, from that moment on. We called him "hijau" because he was wearing a green baju melayu.&lt;br /&gt;There was this other 2 guys walking pass by too, but I didn't wanna say anything because they look like old-people rempits and I don't really like those kinda guys. I was there keeping quiet and Simmy went yelling at that guy "Eh Saiful Apek!" and I started laughing like fcuk till' I fell down! haha. He was just staring at us laughing! It was so hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;We were all sticky , sweaty and smelly! Haha : ) boys from our school were staring at us like we're some kind of drunk maniacs. But they already know&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;that's how we roll in school so who gives a shit. : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can really say that today was a blast! Its been a really long time since I've laugh so hard. But I'm hoping next week gon' be better with Atiqah&amp;amp;Ashni joining us . We'll make every Friday , DQ's day : ) so it'll be pretty cool having fun like this every Friday. Just hope fcking prefects or chibai teachers tak kacao -_-' they're always the party poopers in all this . Especially Aiza. That so called " pro decipline teacher " .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6962618863240487873?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6962618863240487873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6962618863240487873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6962618863240487873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6962618863240487873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8876418081184676762</id><published>2009-06-18T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:27:58.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I just finished talking to a friend on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mady, if you're reading this : ) I just hope you'll feel a lot better soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No sad faces, do some happy faces like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); 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 white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;um , okay . not that melampau but just smile : ) hehe, &amp;amp; remember.&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be here for you.&lt;br /&gt;No matter where we are, how late it is, what language we're speaking and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Remember what we always say before we end our conversation ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SMILE ALWAYS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-8876418081184676762?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/8876418081184676762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=8876418081184676762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8876418081184676762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8876418081184676762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-finished-talking-to-friend-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5534428187325962360</id><published>2009-06-18T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T06:38:12.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;What happened today ? Hmm, lets see : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. First time during our Chinese lesson, our Chinese teacher tak bising. Usually she akan memekak kat Simmy,Nisha &amp;amp; I because we're the noisiest. Worst than the boys. But today, she was in a good mood. Shocking :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Nisha tore my baju kurung sleeve and now I malu nak ikat my rambut in public, because nanti they can see my under arm. Haha, CURSE YOU NISHAEMIRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Simmy &amp;amp; I laughed like a couple of barbarians today. I can't really remember what happened but I do remember us laughing our butts off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Simmy, Nadiah, AmiRAWR, some others and I were chosen for the Editorial Board! Wee ~ They're gonna be interviewing us tomorrow so , WISH ME LUCK ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. I'm so sleepy and exhausted today. I think I laughed all my energy out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. I heard a very stoopid rumor from someone about me and I was laughing but was also pissed off. I hate people making stories, especially about me or someone close to me. They're probably upset because they're in a misery and they wanna drag us in it -_-' no life faggots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4Q MOFO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well , that's it for today I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hot-lyts.com/myspacesmilies.php"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 64px; height: 73px;" src="http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t162/hotlyts24/newgraphicss/myspace-smilies/hot-lytssmilies580.gif" title="hot-lyts.com" border="none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5534428187325962360?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5534428187325962360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5534428187325962360&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5534428187325962360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5534428187325962360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5369455890632809754</id><published>2009-06-15T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:46:30.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh Out Loud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Monday. One of the worst days of the week for school. Too much drama happened today but I couldn't remember much.&lt;br /&gt;But one of the things that I remembered about today was laughing out loud with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mr. RyanWan.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when Ehsan, Nisha, Khoirul and I were hanging out in my class. Nisha dating ngan Khoirul .. &amp;amp; Ehsan .. I tak tau ape ntah die tgh buat.&lt;br /&gt;I was BORED! I was looking outside my classroom and I saw Ryan looking at me with the "HOW YOU DOIN'!?" look . So I went to his class and hanged out with him for a lil while .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I was laughing like a barbarian the whole time. He's just so funny!&lt;br /&gt;We were both battling each other speaking the street language . Ade this one part , we were like :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;R : Yoyoyo, watchu doin here bitch? Get outta ma house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;S  : FYI Nerd, this aint a house this is a classroom. &amp;amp; i aint stepping outta this room , watcha gon do about that .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;( then KuangJin interupted by saying "fo shizzle ma nizzle" ) [ i tak tau kenape die tetibe sesat ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Then , * ryan pushed me a lil *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;S  : Yo , don't chu be handling me like that .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;R  : Man, I can do anything I want to *blablabla dah lupe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;S   : Ah yeh ? Prove it then, show me what chu got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;* ryan tgh joget . whattef!? haha *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Pastu, instead of talking the hiphop way . I tak tau kenape la die sesat . He started speaking the CowBoy way .&lt;br /&gt;I seriously couldn't stop laughing my ass off. He seriously made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; just info to those people who doesn't get this blog -&lt;br /&gt;It's more of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHEN YOU'RE THERE IT'LL BE FUNNIER&lt;/span&gt; kinda way, if you know what I'm saying :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5369455890632809754?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5369455890632809754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5369455890632809754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5369455890632809754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5369455890632809754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/laugh-out-loud.html' title='Laugh Out Loud'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-4216690442505315262</id><published>2009-06-15T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T07:02:45.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to nisha&amp;amp;khoirul :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/balloons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg32/lizzybobizzy9/Myspace/Graphics/854sj9x.jpg" alt="cloud balloons Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;happy 3rd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;month anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;kids&lt;/u&gt; !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;semoga kamu berdua cepat masok rehab . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-4216690442505315262?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/4216690442505315262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=4216690442505315262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4216690442505315262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/4216690442505315262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-nisha-happy-3rd-month-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6533061239173103275</id><published>2009-06-14T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:05:24.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've had friends who comes and go. Some are forgotten but some are still kept in my heart . The people that I'll be posting about today is living very far away from me and it cuts me like a knife. I just need them to know that I still remember and love them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SjUcKpyZfsI/AAAAAAAAACk/IJF2o7Flrow/s1600-h/leynaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SjUcKpyZfsI/AAAAAAAAACk/IJF2o7Flrow/s320/leynaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347211101913841346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leyna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- who is now living in Sabah.&lt;br /&gt;I've known her since &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2007&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Known as : My laughing gas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SjUcdovSY3I/AAAAAAAAACs/SGY1VT8lJfg/s1600-h/carolineee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SjUcdovSY3I/AAAAAAAAACs/SGY1VT8lJfg/s320/carolineee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347211428049871730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caroline&lt;/span&gt; - who is now back in Sweden.&lt;br /&gt;I've known her since &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2005.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Known as : My CatWoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SjUdNPVX4eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sW0THtpjFZA/s1600-h/stephanieee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SjUdNPVX4eI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sW0THtpjFZA/s320/stephanieee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347212245864014306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/span&gt; - who is now living in Australia&lt;br /&gt;I've known her since &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2001&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Known as : My Sister From Another Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SjewTNqyL8I/AAAAAAAAADc/TJqT2HDqN6Q/s1600-h/cunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SjewTNqyL8I/AAAAAAAAADc/TJqT2HDqN6Q/s320/cunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347936926658867138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SaraIndah&lt;/span&gt; - who is also living in Australia&lt;br /&gt;I've known her since &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2006.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Known as : My GossipGirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*       *       *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6533061239173103275?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6533061239173103275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6533061239173103275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6533061239173103275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6533061239173103275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-distance.html' title='Long Distance'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SjUcKpyZfsI/AAAAAAAAACk/IJF2o7Flrow/s72-c/leynaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6218304414456240472</id><published>2009-06-13T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:55:54.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enraged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&amp;amp; so once again :- I'm fighting with my mom .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*                *               *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;No, I'm not wrong in this mess ; not even 1% It was her fault. She was pissed at me because I came home at 9 pm from my cousin's house which is also in BukitJelutong. We live like 3 minutes away and she got pissed -_-' what the fcuk! I know that's not the real excuse. She's just stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She's always releasing her stress on me. It's so fcking annoying.&lt;br /&gt;My brother &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sister does worst and stupid things, she has no idea. I'm the innocent one telling her the truth and she's believing all lies told by my useless siblings.&lt;br /&gt;She was yelling at me like I was spending the night in KL , like I haven't come home for one month. It was one fucking day for god sakes! What the fuck was that! &amp;amp; besides, I wasn't in a stranger's home. I was in my cousin's home. Her own fucking sister's home.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck man! I was soooo pissed at her, I yelled at her back. Yes, I know that I've made millions of sins at that moment but I just couldn't stand it. I was fuck innocent and there she was yelling her guts out at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know. I'm that type of person who hates people telling me what to do. The more you tell me to stop, the more I'll do it because it fucking pisses me off. I'm a big girl, I'm not a fucking child. I've got a mind of my own. I know difference between good and bad. So just leave me the fuck alone with all these shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;( one of the reasons why I fight with my teachers a lot , they always boss me around and keep telling me what to do , fucking pisses me off! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6218304414456240472?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6218304414456240472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6218304414456240472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6218304414456240472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6218304414456240472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/enraged.html' title='Enraged'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-8526892610874044751</id><published>2009-06-13T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T12:26:22.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;" id="ln0"&gt;There are 5 levels in this survey..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ln1"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Level 1 : Not difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a'); 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                var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="ln11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Level 2 : Kinda difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln12"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- What do you wish you had now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln13"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unlimited cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln15"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Have you told someone you loved them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln16"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln16');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln17');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln18"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Last time you shouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln18');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln19"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln19');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln20');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln21"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Do you like anyone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt; 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                curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln24');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln25"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- What are you wondering/thinking about now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a way to get my phone back -_-&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln25');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln26');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln27"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Level 3 : Getting personal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln27');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln28"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Have you ever wanted to tell someone how you really love him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln28');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've never been in love .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln29');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln30');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln31"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Have you regretted loving someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln31');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln32"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Naw .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln32');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln33');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln34"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Would you kiss your ex-crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln34');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln35"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln35');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln36');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln37"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Have you liked someone, but he/she doesn't know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln37');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln38"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln38');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln39');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln40"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Level 4 : Get ready to spill your secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln40');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln41"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Have someone asked you to be his/her bf/gf but you rejected him/her and felt guilty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln41');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln42"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln42');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln43');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln44"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- When you hear a love/slow song, who comes into your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln44');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln45"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just this guy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln45');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln46');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln47"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Have you broken someone's heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln47');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln48"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln48');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln49');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln50"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Level 5 : ( last level ) Random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln50');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln51"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Would you kiss someone 3 years from now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln51');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln52"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln52');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln53');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln54"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Do you think someone loves you?( opposite gender )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln54');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln55"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeh , but I don't feel the same way :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln55');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln56');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln57');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln58"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Where is the best place to flirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend's home . or a mall i guess -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln58');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln59');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln60"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Would you date someone because you like his/her looks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln60');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln61"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeh , as long as its nothing serious. I go more with the personality not the looks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln61');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln62');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="ln63"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Would you date someone who is not hot/cute but he/she really loves you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln63');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln64"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Would you date someone for fun and end up hurting him/her because they took it seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way man !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Would you date your best friend's ex boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding me !? No way, I would never do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-8526892610874044751?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/8526892610874044751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=8526892610874044751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8526892610874044751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/8526892610874044751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-are-5-levels-in-this-survey.html' title='-_-&apos;'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-1306617085382324935</id><published>2009-06-11T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T04:01:22.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAITI .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;you ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,153)"&gt; you ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,255,255)"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,0)"&gt;Zaiti :) ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,255)"&gt;you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;, i love you sayang .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-1306617085382324935?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/1306617085382324935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=1306617085382324935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1306617085382324935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/1306617085382324935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-zaiti.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAITI .'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-6979895040387234374</id><published>2009-06-11T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T03:58:27.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>110609</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So . I slept about 3 am yesterday and I got up about 10 . I know , for some of you it might be enough but for me it isn't . Got up , took a shower . Changed . Put on my contact lenses . My girlfriends , Naimi &amp;amp; Widad were waiting for me in the living room ( sorry lambat . hee ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,102,204)"&gt;My mata pedih gile kot pasal I cepat2 letak contact lense tu :/ ouch!&lt;/span&gt; Anyways . After we got ready . We picked up Ryan , Syazneil and KhaiTeq . I was kinda quiet in the car because I was having a lil problem and was also listening to music . You don't expect me to listen to music while making noise . They'll think I'm over-retarded . I am a lil but not that crazy! --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: centerfont-family:courier new;" align="center" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE WATCHED "DRAG ME IN HELL ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;We got in Sunway . Syazneil &amp;amp; KhaiTeq were collecting our tickets and the rest of us were waiting . I was looking around and I saw Huzairy :D We talked for a lil bit . After , we got them tickets and bought some popcorn then we went in . The boys look a lil meature so its iight for them to go in . Since it was an 18+ movie , my girlfriends and I belagak MATURE konon . They were okay but I was the melampau one . Walking like a friggin MAN ! WTFCK WAS THAT !? haha , I was seriously insane . Then the second I got in , I was like "yay yay kite dapat masok yay yay" . haha , it was so embarrassing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to our seats . Instead of saying something to calm my friends down because the movie was scary , all I could say was "eh , jap gi jom kite jerit bersama-sama" . haha . gile en ? MOVIE STARTED -- okay . Look , I'm the type of girl if I'm watching a scary movie . I'll just get a short shocked in my tummy but I won't scream like other girls so I was kinda confident that I won't be making any noise in the movies . But unfortunately , I think that I was the nosiest there . haha . REALLY! Before the movie started , I was like .. "ELEH! TAK TAKOT AH" . and when the movie started , I was like "BABI KAO ORG TUE! I HATE THIS MOVIE DOWH! ISH! ISH!" all the bad words that you could ever think of was said by me . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie , we went to Gasoline for our lunch . &amp;amp; that was the worst restaurant I have ever been to . Guess what ? Our place had no light &amp;amp; we had to write our own order . WhatTeff !? I wanted to go to another restaurant but my friends thought that I was being a lil over the top about this so I had to stay . but I must say , the food there is a thumbs-up for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;After our lunch , we walked up and down to get the perfect present for Naimi's boyfie : ) that is so sweet . She bought for him an awesome retro wallet from TopMan . Then , I asked them to follow me for a bit to wish my friend , Zaiti , a happy birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAI BBY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then after , we had nothing better to do so we went to play play pool . I suck in pool but I just like hitting the balls for fun . I took Ryan's stick and said "WATCH THE PRO" . I was so confident that I was gonna score about 2 balls but unfortunately I scored the black ball . The game just started and we had to end it because of me . Haha . Kesian gile kot . Then the boys won't let me play anymore . I was told to sit on the bench with my girls . I felt like a kindergarden kid who just got punished from her teacher .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to go back early so we could hang out in BukitJelutong for a while , so we went back about 5 ? , I think . We talked , hanged out . *ticktockticktock* it was 7 . My tuition started at 7 but I came about 7.15 , ma bad . Well , the day passed and here I am typing everything about it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG , I'm still typing . Okay , I should stop now . My last words for today .&lt;br /&gt;Sweetdreams . TakeCare : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-6979895040387234374?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/6979895040387234374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=6979895040387234374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6979895040387234374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/6979895040387234374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/110609.html' title='110609'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-5394495506150282242</id><published>2009-06-10T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:20:05.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>: /</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIT .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm feeling so fucking fucked up right now that all I can say now is FUCK .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've been busting tears out for like 3 times already and trust me , it is not pretty .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Pergh . I just don't know what to say right now . I'm in a fcuked up situation because of this .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FUCKED UP .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-5394495506150282242?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/5394495506150282242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=5394495506150282242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5394495506150282242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/5394495506150282242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=': /'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-2639603898841796832</id><published>2009-06-09T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:05:23.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Last night, did u go to sleep happily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sleep depressed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;When was the last time you changed clothes in front of someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Did you have a good day yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What was the highlight of today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What happened at 3:00am today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;When was the last time you took a picture with your number 1 friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;When was the last time someone called you because you were crying for some reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Who's that person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What is your favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jelly .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;When did you last cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Have you ever collapsed on the bathroom floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Do you have a good relationship with your mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright I guess .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;When was the last time you bought something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Have you ever told someone you love them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Do you continue fighting in an argument even though you know you're wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Where were you today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Is there anyone that calls you baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;In the next 2 months what are you looking forward to the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better future .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm sick of living in the past .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Who was the last to call you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufiq .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What are you thinking of right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;When and where was the last time you partied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month , in my friends Sweet16 party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Have you ever sat and waited for someone to come online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes . &amp;amp; it was worth every second of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;When was the last time you laughed so hard you thought you were going to cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Did you tell someone something today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Do you miss someone today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Have you ever considered a sex change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell to the no .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What will you buy next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Have any crazy family members?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes . Myself &amp;amp; my cousin .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Are you bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What's on your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next episode of 90210&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pants &amp;amp; a sleeveless black blouse .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Any plans for today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nope .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What's the connection between you and the last person that told you "i love you"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What's your favorite Gatorade flavor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grape .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Mesti lah smile a lot ,ure coming kan??:D okay bye..tc too..sweet dreamz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What's beside you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tons of stuff .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Where do you want to be right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere that's no where to be found .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;What is it that you find so hard to forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349469277233243809-2639603898841796832?l=yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/feeds/2639603898841796832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349469277233243809&amp;postID=2639603898841796832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2639603898841796832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349469277233243809/posts/default/2639603898841796832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yourbiggestloser.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-survey.html' title='Random Survey'/><author><name>Niarrgh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15883483240690921471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DG-r0G4mOss/SwAr4Luli4I/AAAAAAAAAWI/y8KpgXsiqNU/S220/nihinknjkhnm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349469277233243809.post-1883963618006582
