<?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-3950778822925924021</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:14:30.737+08:00</updated><category term='pressure'/><category term='my little decoy'/><category term='and again.'/><category term='why 6 is afraid of 7'/><category term='newport living'/><category term='makes me wonder'/><category term='we change'/><category term='shite'/><category term='no time'/><category term='alone tonight'/><category term='careful'/><category term='sorryilysorrysorry'/><category term='happy buddy'/><category term='midnight romeo'/><category term='tell me if i&apos;m wrong or right'/><category term='Sexy love'/><category term='time for me'/><category term='damn easy'/><category term='boysboysboys'/><category term='sexy bitch'/><category term='just to come out the hero'/><category term='zzzzzzzz.'/><category term='sycophant -.-'/><category term='haheho'/><category term='onyourside'/><category term='for[N]ever'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='i.want.gummybears.'/><category term='im not weird'/><category term='so cold'/><category term='Let goooooo'/><category term='I&apos;m just gonna live'/><category term='Paramore hangover :D'/><category term='quick fix'/><category term='muacks'/><category term='Kids undercover'/><category term='we&apos;re teenagers'/><category term='just like me'/><category term='rock yo kiss'/><category term='believes'/><category term='Time to pretend'/><category term='breathe'/><category term='Anna Maria'/><category term='gay'/><category term='miracle'/><category term='into your arms'/><category term='time to go'/><category term='sometimes'/><category term='ilovepat'/><category term='happy kid'/><category term='patlovesme'/><category term='make me feel like shhh-t'/><category term='no u hang up'/><category term='boom swagga boom'/><category term='smilez'/><category term='we wait'/><category term='alone'/><category term='don&apos;t stop'/><category term='Sweet rush'/><category term='happy hippy'/><category term='wasted wasting time'/><category term='breakdown'/><category term='looking up'/><category term='feeling sorry'/><category term='go go go'/><category term='cause i love you but i hate you'/><category term='bday'/><category term='life of the party?'/><category term='I missed you'/><category term='close'/><category term='expensive sadness'/><category term='insomnia'/><category term='Coffee break'/><category term='break your heart'/><category term='tik tok'/><category term='ameliorate :)'/><category term='cool and unusual punishment'/><category term='see you later'/><category term='happyyy :D'/><category term='Greyhoundredux'/><category term='happppppppppyyyy'/><category term='Lyrical lies'/><category term='(L)'/><category term='In transit'/><category term='swollen eyes :('/><category term='bad romanc'/><category term='sleepyhead'/><title type='text'>le femme fatale.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-785375907467202429</id><published>2010-06-06T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:18:26.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toodles ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Hi, I'm back here.. Mainly to tell that I'm ditching blogger for tumblr. Ouw yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lefemmefatale.tumblr.com"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/misterfazzera"&gt;Formspring&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/swaggalikefazz"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/fazzyyy"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE &lt;3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-785375907467202429?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/785375907467202429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/toodles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/785375907467202429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/785375907467202429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/06/toodles.html' title='Toodles ~'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-961104660766078622</id><published>2010-04-15T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:15:51.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boom swagga boom'/><title type='text'>Shh. Just go with it.</title><content type='html'>Helllllllllooo!!! It's been ages since I've last updated huuuuhh. I miss blogging. Well, not really. Haha. Previous post, Hafiz. Thanks for helping me update eh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to blog about. Ha ha ha. So basically, today, I gave school a miss. 'Cuz I overslept, only noticed that I was late at 9 AM. Haha. Yesterday was sports day. Yay? Neh, it was so hot and stuffy. Nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't update much... Only active on Twitter. Andddd, I've changed my Twitter nickname. Haha. Ok bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-961104660766078622?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/961104660766078622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/04/shh-just-go-with-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/961104660766078622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/961104660766078622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/04/shh-just-go-with-it.html' title='Shh. Just go with it.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7646562668522223919</id><published>2010-03-30T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T16:54:06.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. this is not fazzy wuzzy&lt;br /&gt;she loves me. hahahha bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7646562668522223919?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7646562668522223919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7646562668522223919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7646562668522223919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5597807653842759455</id><published>2010-03-23T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:19:39.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sweet rush'/><title type='text'>Compliment each other like colours.</title><content type='html'>My blog's been dead for quite some time. So hi :D I really feel like updating 'cuz I'm really bored. And I've completed my Math homework for today. Yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays were pretty much a bore. But it was okay, went out with friends and family. (y) So yeah, school reopened. First day, yesterday.., got a new timetable. I kinda like it better than the previous one. And oh, going to school on the first day with curly hair felt kind of awkward. My girls kept playing with my curls. Haha. After school, met up with Lisa 'cuz she was bored and alone. Haha, so blahblah I spent the day with her &lt;3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So todaaay, school was as usual. Lessons were boring. Last period, had this Sexuality Talk during Lifeskills period. The conductor was so effing lame. Haha, she made jokes that weren't funny and laughed to herself -.- All in all, I find the presentation all funny. I mean, the videos.., mainly 'cuz the actors/actresses sucked like hell. Hahaha. And pictures of the STIs were disgusting. They also taught us how to use condoms. Hahahaha. Ok so whatever, the whole talk was dragged until like 2 plus. Then dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to meet Adeeeeee at White Sands. It was our first time seeing each other in person. Haha. Met him outside of McDonald's, then he was with two of his friends. Super awkward, hahaha. So then we walked and talked and walked and talked. Sat at I don't know which block, somewhere near Town Park. I laughed at prolly everything? As usual hehe. Ade is really weird and random, but in a good way I mean. And I find his stares freaky :o Hahaha. Oh yesss, while we were sitting right, the was this man that suddenly stopped by us and asked if we're like aged 8 to 11? And that he wants to give $5. Wtf righttt, I was like whaaat? Hahaha and Ade was like "pedophile". Hahaa. So blahblah, walked home. On the way, I got tickled and all. Haiyo :( Then belanja-ed him a drink, haha. He sent me until under my block then homeeeh. It was nice meeting Ade :D Hahaha I had a pretty good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nowww, I'm currently just texting people and watching Police &amp; Thief on Channel 5. I am so bored, my eyes kinda hurt, I'm sleepy. Heheh. And oh, is there like something wrong with MSN or what..? Geez. Haha k I'm done lah, bye! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-5597807653842759455?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5597807653842759455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/compliment-each-other-like-colours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5597807653842759455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5597807653842759455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/compliment-each-other-like-colours.html' title='Compliment each other like colours.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-2157916746266785631</id><published>2010-03-20T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T00:31:03.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curly wurly.</title><content type='html'>I've got curls, bitches! I love my hair to the max k bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Updated via BlogPress for iPhone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-2157916746266785631?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2157916746266785631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/curly-wurly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2157916746266785631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2157916746266785631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/curly-wurly.html' title='Curly wurly.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8614369163412463000</id><published>2010-03-15T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:17:43.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In transit'/><title type='text'>Follow me down.</title><content type='html'>Hi, I am so very bored right now. I found this quiz on Facebook, so I'mma go do it. Have fun wasting your time reading! :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;» Surprises :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed someone who's name starts with an "A" or "S"?&lt;br /&gt;» Haha, yes, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you said you were okay, but really weren't?&lt;br /&gt;» Yesterday I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you just had a baby boy! What's his name???&lt;br /&gt;» Joshua Neil Farro. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you just had a baby girl! What's her name?&lt;br /&gt;» Hayley Nichole Williams. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in their face?&lt;br /&gt;» Just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who doesn't like you?&lt;br /&gt;» YES HAHA I DON'T GIVE A FUCK :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who likes you?&lt;br /&gt;» Everybody does! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself lucky?&lt;br /&gt;» Pretty much I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your best friends boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;» They're good enough for them, so yeah (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad at someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;» Yes, but not really haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you spend your summer with last year?&lt;br /&gt;» Family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the shirt your wearing?&lt;br /&gt;» Split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who last texted you?&lt;br /&gt;» Syed hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;» Hmmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe ex's can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;» YESSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last take a picture with?&lt;br /&gt;» Fazri 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anything bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;» Yeah, a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;» Pillows and my giant teddybear &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was the last place you fell asleep other than your own bed?&lt;br /&gt;» On the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you kissed anyone in the past 24 hours?&lt;br /&gt;» Ma baybeh brothuuuuhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;» Yes &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a good mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;» I think so haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that you have made a difference in someones life?&lt;br /&gt;» Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone who has made a difference in your life?&lt;br /&gt;» I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the nicest thing someone has done for you yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;» Yesterday.. Dad bought me my Ed Hardy iPhone casing I wanted badly. So that's nice of him :D Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;» I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this weekend be a good one?&lt;br /&gt;» Hopefully! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever licked the back of a CD to try to get it to work?&lt;br /&gt;» No. Does it work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to live when you are older?&lt;br /&gt;» Somewhere nice and big and comfy. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;» I don't know haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you named after anyone?&lt;br /&gt;» Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever caught a fish?&lt;br /&gt;» Yessss! (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;» Dark dark brownnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to:&lt;br /&gt;» It's been long since I've said those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy going through the car wash?&lt;br /&gt;» Yes hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you got one of your scars?&lt;br /&gt;» I woke up and I suddenly found that scar out of nowhere. Violence in my sleep? Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;» Haven't thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it annoy you when people play dumb?&lt;br /&gt;» I think it's stupid, but nah, doesn't annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your past mistakes made you wiser?&lt;br /&gt;» I thinkkkk....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate to hug people?&lt;br /&gt;» Are you kidding me?! I luvvvv to hug people &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you look at old pictures of yourself and laugh?&lt;br /&gt;» Omg yesss hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;» Gummybears and dearest friends &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think anyone reads this?&lt;br /&gt;» Maybe hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever failed making someone laugh?&lt;br /&gt;» Yes I felt so retarded and stupid. But, that's nothing new anyways. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone/ A Group?&lt;br /&gt;» Groooouup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends or Foe?&lt;br /&gt;» Friendzzzzzz &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretted making any choices?&lt;br /&gt;» I swear there's a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you hate?&lt;br /&gt;» Lizards, cockroaches, pests. That's what that came up to my mind at first glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you like?&lt;br /&gt;» Paramore, shopping, perfumes. Random thought hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you believe in?&lt;br /&gt;» Allah, Islam, myself :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catchphrase?&lt;br /&gt;» Hmmmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say something?&lt;br /&gt;» Hiiiiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;» Sing girl. Omg am I lame or what hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever lost a close friend?&lt;br /&gt;» Yeah.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;» Happy, bored, zzz :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many siblings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;» 2 awesome brothuuuuhhhzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your brother(s)/sister(s) names?&lt;br /&gt;» Fathin Asyraf &amp; Fazrizal Asyraf &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;» Somewhere outside of house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;» Duuuuuuuuhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;» Yeaaah :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something you do a lot?&lt;br /&gt;» Eat :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's stopping you from going for the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;» Hmmmm? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about when you are falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;» Random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talked to on the phone till late at night?&lt;br /&gt;» Hmmmm, Azhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;» No favourite I think haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;» This..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you trust right now?&lt;br /&gt;» Friends and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;» Matin hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you thinking of right now&lt;br /&gt;» Go figure :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;» Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;» The Fray's live songs on MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person who gave you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;» Fazri &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person who yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;» Mom -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;» Nooope :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color?&lt;br /&gt;» Reddish-brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;» Myself hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;» Dotzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;» Ssssstraaaight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use smiley faces on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;» Yessss :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;» Yes hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;» Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;» Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;» 1+ AM. Talked on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?&lt;br /&gt;» Yeaaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-8614369163412463000?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8614369163412463000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/follow-me-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8614369163412463000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8614369163412463000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/follow-me-down.html' title='Follow me down.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-593082003027535480</id><published>2010-03-11T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:22:26.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey bunny</title><content type='html'>Hi, I've changed my blog template. Hehe ok, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-593082003027535480?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/593082003027535480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/honey-bunny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/593082003027535480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/593082003027535480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/honey-bunny.html' title='Honey bunny'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7028635791049253307</id><published>2010-03-08T16:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T17:03:58.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paramore hangover :D'/><title type='text'>Parawhore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S5S8T6n8SJI/AAAAAAAAAXg/OCMSEDswCos/s1600-h/sml-paramore-IMG_4422.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/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S5S8T6n8SJI/AAAAAAAAAXg/OCMSEDswCos/s320/sml-paramore-IMG_4422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446184899738093714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Long story short: &lt;br /&gt;● I fucking saw Paramore LIVE last night!!! &lt;br /&gt;● Mardy, Farah and I queued for 6 - 7 hours just for Paramore. &lt;br /&gt;● We made new friends.&lt;br /&gt;● The whole show and all the moshing was fucking awesome! In fact, way beyond awesome!&lt;br /&gt;● My hair got pulled. I fell countless of times. I got elbowed.&lt;br /&gt;● I apparently survived the mosh. Crazy crowd.&lt;br /&gt;● I had a personal "bodyguard" that dragged me to the very front, after the three of us got separated.&lt;br /&gt;● Taylor York and Jeremy Davis was smoking hot in person! Hayley Williams was as always, fucking gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;● The wait, the aftermath of moshing, the 111 bucks was worth it! :D&lt;br /&gt;● The whole show was undescribably fucking great!!&lt;br /&gt;● I love Taylor York. I love Hayley Williams. I love Jeremy Davis. I love Zac Farro. I love Justin York. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;● Best of all, I love Paramore. Paramore rocks! \m/&lt;br /&gt;● 7th March: Officially the best night everrrr!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN YOUR FACE, SUCKERS! I FUCKEN SAW PARAMORE LIVE AND UPCLOSE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7028635791049253307?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7028635791049253307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/parawhore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7028635791049253307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7028635791049253307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/03/parawhore.html' title='Parawhore.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S5S8T6n8SJI/AAAAAAAAAXg/OCMSEDswCos/s72-c/sml-paramore-IMG_4422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8022212992162741195</id><published>2010-02-25T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:14:01.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time to pretend'/><title type='text'>We (don't) Care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hiiiiiiiii! I feel like blogging today. Surprise? Heeeh. Sorry 'bout my previous posts..? Ah well, who the fuck cares anyway. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So todaaay, school was as usual, a bore. Especially that today is Thursday. I hate Thursdays' timetable. It sucks like a bitch. Heh. So this morning, walked to school with Azhar :) Haha showed him my photo for IC. Ugly shit heheee. Well we registered for our IC yesterday, and I used the ID photo we took at school. My face was so cacat, my smile like crap!! :( Wanted to take a new photo, but didn't have the time. So yeah, no choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to today. Lessons were normal. Had morning assembly in class.., Art for the first two periods. Then Maths.. I've yet to do my Math homework but I've decided to blog first. Heheee :) So Physics right after. Nabilah, Adeline and I skipped a period of it. Hahaa, went to canteen, bought some snacks.. Then headed to the lab taking our own sweet time :) Hahaa then Chemistry after recess. Fucking hell of a bore!! But it was funny, the lab was chaotic. Everybody were playing with the distilled water, and pretended it was a war. Funny shit! Especially Agus. Hahaaa. K thennnn, had English and Mother Tongue after that.. Dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, waited for Lizda to do the Art SYF thingy together. Initially wanted to follow Siyinn to her house then to LP, but then cancelled. So then bought our ice :D Told her stories blahblahblah. Hehe then Hafizz came, headed to the Art Room. Left our bags, went to the minimart with Liz and Kim. Back to school. Brainstormed a bit, then head out again. This time with Hafizz and Liz, headed to LP to get some materials. While walking, had funny chats. Liz said, "He afraid of dark" then I like replied something about DUCK flying terbalik or something, Fizz like agreed by saying "Ya". Then Liz were like laughing like hell, until then I realized she meant DARK not DUCK. HAHAHA, laughed like hell till my tummy and cheeks hurt. Hahaha. So then our way back to school, we plucked leaves from trees and flowers too. Hahaha we looked like retards. We wanted to paste them on our art piece :B So blahblahblah, did our work. Then Faiezah, Zakiah, Naazira and Syazalina came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada yada yada, Chang halau-ed us out of the Art Room around 6. We then decided to head to LP to grab a bite. But only Syazalina, Lizda, Faiezah and I went. Ate, then Teng, Lin and Cheryl came. I headed out first. Saw Azhar then walked with him. Home straight. Reached home around 7 plus. Tiredddd haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nowwww, I'm currently just chatting and listening to music. Oh, which reminds me.. I really should update my blog song. It's getting boring, should change it or just remove it hahaa. Andanddd, I chatted with FAEZ!!! It's been really long since we've chat/talked/meet. I miss Haikel and Nazirah too! :( Heheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkkkkk, I think I'mma go do my Math homework now. Toodles! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-8022212992162741195?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8022212992162741195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-dont-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8022212992162741195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8022212992162741195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-dont-care.html' title='We (don&apos;t) Care.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7042147927290066268</id><published>2010-02-21T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:28:11.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee break'/><title type='text'>You do, you don't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So much for my promise in my previous post eh? Ugh. But I doubt there are many people who read my blog anyways, so who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been in my best moods these few days. I hate this feeling, seriously. I don't know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this sucks. Proper post, I promise. But I can't promise when. Heh. Take care &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7042147927290066268?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7042147927290066268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-do-you-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7042147927290066268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7042147927290066268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-do-you-dont.html' title='You do, you don&apos;t.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3000974739582641736</id><published>2010-02-18T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:25:26.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greyhoundredux'/><title type='text'>Four-winged dinosaur.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hello :) My blog is D.E.A.D. Zzzzzz, I initially told myself to update today, but half the time I was feeling so fucked up and tired and lazy. Heheee. But I'm fine now, I guess. More proper post tomorrow, I promise. Heeeeeeeeh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-3000974739582641736?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3000974739582641736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/four-winged-dinosaur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3000974739582641736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3000974739582641736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/four-winged-dinosaur.html' title='Four-winged dinosaur.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8387351446016951775</id><published>2010-02-11T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:15:51.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahehehoho 8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hellooo! Testinggggggg. Hehe trying out this BlogPress application on my iPhone. Wanted to blog today but seriously, I am dead beat. Have been going home late from school lately, so yeah. Byebyeee! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-8387351446016951775?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8387351446016951775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/hahahehehoho-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8387351446016951775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8387351446016951775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/hahahehehoho-8.html' title='Hahahehehoho 8)'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5080529478704485725</id><published>2010-02-08T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:09:20.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miracle'/><title type='text'>Chances taken, hopes embraced</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hi suckerz. Today's mood is pretty much neutral? Haaaaaaaaaa. Damn the blues and not being with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo, started off the day with school. Blahblah, had quite a number of free periods. About 4 periods, I guess. Plus, Social Studies test was postponed to tomorrow. No idea what the peeps in my class said to the teacher ah, haha but I knew they planned it. Sofia and I was at the dentist during that period. Haha, the guys from some classes can't stop knocking on the dentist's van, mainly just to see and disturb the hot dentist. Hahaaa, and she was complaining to us how annoying the guys were. Haha cute sia. So then stayed in class to do our notice board during recess. Blahblah, released at 1:45PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, met with the girls. Went to 249 with Teng and Lin, as Liz went to Loyang Point with Siyinn. Blahblah, we played the Truth or Dare game on my phone. Hahaha funny sia, especially the moustache Teng drew on me. HAHAAA. K so, went to Central with them. I bought cookies (y) Lin bought her phone battery, bought food and all. Walked back to school. Played a bit of Truth or Dare again. Haha, then I went to continue on my drawing in class. Played Truth or Dare, this time with Harits, Hussein, Hidir, Zaki, Yassin and myself. Blahblahhhhhh. Draaawww, slaaackk, waaalkkk. Then followed the guys to minimart. Saw Efa and all. She called me over to them, saw Ali and the rest. Mmyeah, so head back to school to get our bags. AND THEY WENT TO HIDE MY BAG !@#%^&amp;* !!!! Hahaha idiots siaaaaaaaa. Grrrr, then Harits help me find yay. Haha. So then returned stuffs to Art room, head home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm chatting with Harits and Kylin. Lin said there really is the Bad Romance satan thingyyyy. Shall all listen together tomorrow or something. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite pisssssssssed with somebody. Well, can't say somebody, 'cuz it's more like some peopleeee. Yep. But all in all, today was pretty neutral, just like my mood as said. Hoho. Not too bad, not too good. I have reason to be happy and I have a reason to be angry and/or upset. Yep, so bye! &lt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-5080529478704485725?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5080529478704485725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/chances-taken-hopes-embraced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5080529478704485725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5080529478704485725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/chances-taken-hopes-embraced.html' title='Chances taken, hopes embraced'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4102526158385523404</id><published>2010-02-04T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:00:17.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like me'/><title type='text'>Tripped over your fragile ego</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hahahahaha my current Facebook's profile picture seems to fascinate so many people. And what cracked me up was that Wei Zheng thought the tattoo was real haha! And he was so confident commenting this in reply to Hassan when he asked if it was real.., "how come i dint noticed it? haha. hassan. i think its real. where got so big temporary tattoo." HAHAHA. But I gotta agree that it looked real, my brother is awesome (y) Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okokkkkk, so today.. School was normal. Mr Rahman didn't come, so 2 free periods during Art. Started a little on our class notice board. Then got not enough double-sided tape.. So just slack. Had Math right after, followed by Physics. Chemistry test after recess. No surprise if I fail, eventhough the paper was ok for me. 'Cuz I was damn sleepy and was seriously half dead while doing the paper. All the way put my head on the table while writing hahaha. So after that had English. Rohanah suddenly got so uptight about stupid little thing haha, then gave up on us. Blahblah. Mother Tongue also, Hayati got angry only with 3E5 kids. Wan and I was glad that Faozi shouted back at her when she accused him. Hahaha. Then she scared, then never teach. So after that, released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Hidir and Syazwan waited for me under my block while I get some stuffs. Headed to Central with them, belanja-ed Wan bubbletea then went to the shop next to 7-Eleven to get our spray paint. Walked back to school, Wan went to meet his girlfriend. Sean, Zhen Xun (wtv that boy's name is hehe), Irfan Izzwandy and Adeline were already in class. Fixing the cupboard Miss Lim got for us, which we seriously didn't ask for. Faozi came later, followed by Sofia and all with the tapes. But still wasn't enough. Did work, blahblah slack. Nabilah came, do work. Not enough tape, went to Loyang Point with her. Chat about boyfriends haha. Then slack, snap pictures, slack, do work, slack. Zaki, Darren and Harits played games on my phone until left 25%? Haha, then go change my wallpaper to Harits and Darren's face -.- Hahaa. Then around 6:30.., got ready to go home. Left the class in a mess haha. Nab went first, left me being the only girl :S Zaki said he'll send me home, thought he was kidding but he didn't haha. Darren and Harits followed him walk me home haha. Zaki even went up the lift with me -.- Crazy boy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm bored and annoyed. My throat hurts, swallow later painnn. Haaaha, ok shall go off now. Have to complete my Math homework and study for second class test tomorrow. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-4102526158385523404?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4102526158385523404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/tripped-over-your-fragile-ego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4102526158385523404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4102526158385523404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/tripped-over-your-fragile-ego.html' title='Tripped over your fragile ego'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-2460496331262518986</id><published>2010-02-03T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T17:56:12.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressure'/><title type='text'>Wtf is love? 8)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Third day of the month. Nothing to be happy about. I'm 15 years and 1 month old. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was b-o-r-i-n-g. Went to school with Oscar, my princess :) Thanks for the gift! :DDDD Haha. Start off the day with silent reading.., followed by History then PE. Played tennis hahaha I was such a fail :B Had Math after that then Sex Ed after recess. I rolled a little bit of perfume on my hand, then Syazwan was like "Aku bau chocolaaate!" Then go and sniff at my area. Hahaha from then on he go roll my perfume on his hand then keep smelling it. Haha crazy boy, he likes my smell :B And it's actually vanilla-ish smell, anyhow say chocolate hahaha. Oh and speaking about chocolate.., Yassin gave me a box of Ferrero Rocher. Hahaha 'cuz I belanja-ed him and Nazrul bubble tea yesterday and I asked them to belanja me another day :P Then he got me a chocolate. Haha. Ok, so had English after Sex Ed. Most of the boys got kicked out of class by Rohanah. Hahahaha. So after that, dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the girls, along with Jaidalin, Hanes and Daniel(sp?). Shall just call him Dan. Haha Hanes kept saying Dan's his brother. OH AND I FREAKEN LOOOOVE HIS EYELASHES MAN! More than anybody else's that I've seen. Like seriously, damn looong and thick. Looked like fake but omg it's so nice :D HAHA. Soooo headed to 249 and lepak with them all. Then, then.., Koh Kok Kai drove pass. HAA, he was like staring from in the car and we were like "Oi cigarette, cigarette!!" Hahaha then he stepped out to us, all step innocent and he just told us to not stay there for so long. Then he asked who was the guy sitting at the other end (Jaidalin) who cabut, then we were like huhhhh which boy?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Koh:&lt;/span&gt; Who was the two boys sitting there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hanes:&lt;/span&gt; Two? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Koh:&lt;/span&gt; Or one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hanes:&lt;/span&gt; One? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Koh:&lt;/span&gt; There was a boy right there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hanes:&lt;/span&gt; Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha cute sia. Ok then he walked off. Moments later, some men in a pest van stopped at the road and were like waving at us and calling us to go over there. Then all were like scared, 'cuz they didn't give up on calling us over even after we ignored. Hahaha, then in the end, they shouted that they want directions. Zzzz stupid can say earlier right hahaha! Dumb. Oh oh then Hanes kept teasing me about my strawwww. 'Cuz he was the only one who saw.., I was drinking my water and biting the straw, then my straw flickered and the water kena my nose. Hahahaha. Oh and he said I'm the most innocent-looking. 8P Hahaha. K so after some time, head back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm home alone. Momma and dad are at bro's school for his graduation thingy. Haha. I'm so dead sleepy and hungry hahaha. I swear I'm lacking of sleep haaaaa. There's quite a number of homeworkzzz, and I've yet to study for Chemistry test tomorrow. And guess what, I left my Chem file in class!! Awesome right. But luckily I still have my textbook with me. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day (movie) in 8 days timeeeeee. I want to watch my Taylor Lautner. Hahahahaha. Okkkk, pretty long post already. Buuuaaaiiiizzz. Lol so kental 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Tell me where our time went and if it was time well spent&lt;br /&gt;Just don't let me fall asleep, feeling empty again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I fear I might break, and I fear I can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'll lay awake, feeling empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm losing hope and there's nothing else to show."&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/3950778822925924021-2460496331262518986?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2460496331262518986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/wtf-is-love-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2460496331262518986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2460496331262518986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/wtf-is-love-8.html' title='Wtf is love? 8)'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5216087992376601683</id><published>2010-02-02T19:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:44:45.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let goooooo'/><title type='text'>You're the fool, kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hiiiiiiiiii I am so sleepy and tired today. But, all in all, it was pretty 'fun'. Haaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead sleepy man. Slept 'round 4+ AM I guess. Heh so school, was pretty ok. Blahblahblah, after school stayed back as we decided to plan for the notice board thingy. But since most of the people had either English or Math remedial.., I had to wait for them till 3 plus. So waited with Liz and Lin baby. Headed to the library 'cuz the weather was freaken hot!! Took random books and magazine, laugh at it, laughed at the fat sec 1 kid - Lin's favourite boyyy! HAHA. Cute ok. Haha so went to canteen, met Nabilah and Syazwan, headed back to class together, plan out stuffs with Faozi and Yassin too. Hidir came later. Blahblah after plan.., decided to get some of the stuffs. So we had to split up - Nab, Ozi and Hidir went to White Sands, while Yassin, myself and supposingly Wan too, went to Central. But then Wan cabut. Everybody paitaaaauu. But then went outside of school, saw Nazrul. So luckily he followed :D Harits and Syafiq followed too. So got our stuffs then head back to school. Nab went back first 'cuz Ozi and Hidir said she merajuk? I don't know. So home right after. Around 6 plus.., I'm dead beat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad there's no homework todaaay, 'cuz I completed my math yesterday! Good girl ah, heeehe. And now I'm hungry :C And Oscar's back :) And Khai's done with his operation :/ And now I'm pissed with you &gt;:/ And now my phone battery's left with 20% :( And now I feel like an idiot typing this, haaaa. Tiring sia blog using iPhone haha. K dah, phone's dying. Bye sucka! Have a good day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-5216087992376601683?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5216087992376601683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/youre-fool-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5216087992376601683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5216087992376601683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/02/youre-fool-kid.html' title='You&apos;re the fool, kid'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4351932076057909860</id><published>2010-01-30T17:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:38:45.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my little decoy'/><title type='text'>And I'll be distant, as stars reminiscing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hello! I've been telling myself to blog, well, since last three days or so? But unfortunately I just couldn't find the time. Was tired and me being me, lazy. So since I am free right now, I shall update a little, i guess. Haha. It's seriously long since I've updated eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so for the past few days.., daily routine - school. Yep, boring. Had lots of tests on. But ah well, I PASSED MY MATH :DDDD Happy y'know, eventhough it wasn't that good, but what the hell, I passed it. Haha. Sooo, Thursday if I'm not wrong.., went to visit Khai Tamp at the hospital after school. Tagged along with Crisleen and all, since bro asked me to. Haha, he looked slightly better than the first time I visited him. He got into a pretty bad motor accident :( Really kesian y'know.., hope he won't lose his sight.. Just hope everything will be fine. So well, bro, Crisleen, Lisa and I headed there first. Then Elle and Firzanah came. Syafiq Kecik was also there. Chit-chat, snapped pictures, lunch and all. I got Khai a packet of gummybears, since he asked for it hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S2P-LEnXKGI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2zlokyV6k88/s1600-h/IMG_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S2P-LEnXKGI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2zlokyV6k88/s320/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432465041709803618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S2P-L3ZS46I/AAAAAAAAAWY/1CnW33lSpU8/s1600-h/IMG_0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S2P-L3ZS46I/AAAAAAAAAWY/1CnW33lSpU8/s320/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432465055341011874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I hate iPhone's picture resolution. Hahaa sucks man. That's why I still love my baby camera no matter what :P Other picture's been tagged by Elle on Facebook. Heh, so after visiting, went seperate ways from bro, Crisleen, Firzanah and Syafiq. Elle and I went to teman Lisa get Ali's present. Went to East Point then White Sands. Bused home right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday.., there was a fire drill exercise at school. Seriously hot like fuck sia. Haha, and I was damn sleepy and tired. Yassin sat on Hidir's feet, then Faozi sat on Yassin's. Then Ozi kept asking me to sit on his feet, since I was squatting. Hahaaa, the grass were wet lah. Then then after the exercise, went back to class then Agus kena beat up outside my classroom. Hahaha funny shit. So after that, went on with the other lessons. Had History test, was an ok lah. Haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to meet mom at her work place. Had lunch then mom decided to get a little Get Well Soon balloon for Khai, so we did. Hahaha like cute or what. :B Khai's transferred to SGH, no longer at CGH. Then he was like texting me how boring SGH is. He couldn't even get out of the ward to go for a puff or jalan-jalan or something. So kesian.. Haa, so then went to fetch Fazri. Head home after that.. Around 6 plus, went to Tampines to meet Lizda. Mainly to collect my present for Ali from her. Haha, thanks lots babe :) So then stayed home with bro, since parents and Fazri went to Johor. Met Ali under my block for awhile, to pass him his advanced birthday present. Heheheho. Glad he liked it :D Got a Topman shirt and Famous Amos big heart-shaped cookie. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S2QEWzDlHMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Pj2_-59KAoY/s1600-h/IMG_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S2QEWzDlHMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Pj2_-59KAoY/s320/IMG_0048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432471840224517314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S2QEXeRnylI/AAAAAAAAAWo/V_c8pqSgesA/s1600-h/IMG_0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S2QEXeRnylI/AAAAAAAAAWo/V_c8pqSgesA/s320/IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432471851826137682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my specs hahaha. Saw Umairah and Nizam, wanted to tegur but yeah, I couldn't see since somebody didn't want to give me my specs. Hahaaa. I beat, pinched and slapped Ali a lot :o Hahahaha. Ok so home around 8 plus nearly 9..? Yeah. I slept pretty early last night, I mean for a Friday night. Was dead beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So todaaaayyy, did practically nothing. Just stayed home, watching tv and using the comp. Watched Disaster Date Marathon, so fun. Hahaha. Most prolly will be going out with family? And most likely will be visiting Khai too, I guess? I don't know haha. Ok, dad's home, I hafta go. Byebyebye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, have a safe trip to Thailand, Oscar! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-4351932076057909860?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4351932076057909860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-ill-be-distant-as-stars-reminiscing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4351932076057909860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4351932076057909860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-ill-be-distant-as-stars-reminiscing.html' title='And I&apos;ll be distant, as stars reminiscing'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S2P-LEnXKGI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/2zlokyV6k88/s72-c/IMG_0034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-6375601068417900135</id><published>2010-01-23T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:53:59.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blahblahblah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hiiii. I'm so lazy to blog. Haha stupid me, bye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-6375601068417900135?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6375601068417900135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/blahblahblah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6375601068417900135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6375601068417900135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/blahblahblah.html' title='Blahblahblah'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7472233155071376512</id><published>2010-01-18T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:54:51.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexy love'/><title type='text'>Boy, you're so damn fine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Yooooo supppzz!! :P Hoho, I am supposed to be doing my homework right now, but whatever. Hahaaa. I'm updating using my iPhone!!! :D Bought it last Saturday.. Big big big thank you to my dearest dad :D &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'mma happy kid. K, it's tough to type like this. Ah well, till next time :) Gonna go complete my homework and revise for REP test tomorrow. Byeeee lovelies :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7472233155071376512?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7472233155071376512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/boy-youre-so-damn-fine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7472233155071376512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7472233155071376512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/boy-youre-so-damn-fine.html' title='Boy, you&apos;re so damn fine.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8654518344106278319</id><published>2010-01-15T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:50:49.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life of the party?'/><title type='text'>Your blue eyes were white lies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I got my third hole todayyyy! - My ear piercing. Hahaaaa. Now I have 5 piercings. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Today was pretty fine, though quite mundane. Went to school with Harits. Reached school as usual, just a minute before or after the bell ring. Haha. So had silent reading, English right after. Fuck boring Rohanah zzz. Then Math, two free periods until recess. Just had little chats with Hidir, Yassin and Adeline :) After recess, had Chem. Class was noisy as hell, then Social Studies right after. Hahaaa, Miss Lim as usual doesn't stop talking and that chipmunk Miss Chew just extra at the back. Oh then she suddenly talk about food, then Hidir and I were like "Pasal makanan tahu jer sia." Hahaha. Then there's this part she said "Facts", then we were like "WHAT? FATS???" Hahahaha funny sia. Oh, then we received our new timetable. And I swear I freakin' hate this timetable. Fuck man, I prefer the previous one. D: K whatever, after that, dismissed. Class greet like shit funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school, met my babygirls. Head to 249, lepak-ed there. Blahblahblah, chit chat, Teng with her Kitty, send songs, some did homeworks, eat and drink. After that, Teng wanted to pierce her tragus. Went to pee at Lin's place first then headed to White Sands. Teng got her tragus pierced and Lin got her smiley pierced. :D After seeing, I changed my mind about getting MY tragus pierced. Hahaha. So after that, hugged goodbye and met momma at Tampines. Basically to find presents for Maisyarah and Isryan's upcoming birthday party this Sunday, if I'm not wrong? Yeah. Had lunch at Food Culture, bought the gifts. Oh, apparently before that, we bumped into Auntie Hajrah and Maisyarah. Haha, salam-ed, moms talked for awhile. So blahblahblah, bused to White Sands to get my piercing at New Generation. Initially wanted to get it pierced at 77th Street. But I so didn't trust that ah lian ah. She was like, "I might damage your other piercing ah. But dunno leh. Want anot?" Fuck her lah. Like wtf right? Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, here I am, home now. Fazri went to Johor with grandma. The house is like extra peaceful ah. Hahaha. So different man, no disturbance, good. But I do miss that kid. Haha. Maybe gonna go jog with big bro after he come back from his lessons. But.., I'm not sure. Like lazy man. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh. I miss my dearest Budak 185. Outings? Lepak? Whennnnn. :( Haha. Kkkkk bleah, bye! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-8654518344106278319?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8654518344106278319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-blue-eyes-were-white-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8654518344106278319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8654518344106278319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-blue-eyes-were-white-lies.html' title='Your blue eyes were white lies.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5480664264156287664</id><published>2010-01-14T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:46:11.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break your heart'/><title type='text'>If you fall for me, I'm not easy to please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Hello there! You see, my blog have been dead. Blahblahblah. I had the urge to change my skin. But instead of just that, changed my url too :D And why not, update. Haaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.., school had been okay/great lately. My classmates are fun people. Haha. So school today was very slack for me. No Maths, teacher didn't come in the class 'cause she had something to do with the sec 1 camp thingy. MT was nothing, just a bore. PE, had to run 2 rounds outside school, did so. Then recess, blahblah, Physics right after. Physics was as boring as usual. Couldn't concentrate at all today, so instead, I doodled stuffs on a piece of paper. Thennn, Nabilah and I decided to some sort prank call Hidir on the other side of the lab, using Nab's number. Funny hahaha. K after that, was supposed to have Sex Ed., but I don't know why we didn't have it. My form and co-form teacher just settled all the shit ass class commitee stuffs. I'm the secretary. No idea at all what my job is. Haaaaaaa, but the part I'm so annoyed about is that I'm the English Rep. Fuck Rohanah mannnnn. Hidir was all along laughing at me while I complained to him hahaha. After settling those stuffs, had to think of how to decorate the classrooms. Hidir came up with lots of random and stupid ideas like, putting a weighing machine specially for the fat people.., yoga mat for free periods, toilet.. Wth right? Hahahaha. K after that, dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, met the girls. Went to 249, ate, and stoned while they "HP". Home right after. No homework todayyyyyy. That's why I was so free to change all these stuffs for my blog. Haha. I have been having headaches since just now man. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkkkkkkkk my blog is so boring, I know. :) Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss this bestfriend of mine, I don't know if we still are, but I really miss talking to you and all. I hope we'd still be as close as before.. And I think you should know who you are, heh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-5480664264156287664?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5480664264156287664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-fall-for-me-im-not-easy-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5480664264156287664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5480664264156287664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-you-fall-for-me-im-not-easy-to.html' title='If you fall for me, I&apos;m not easy to please.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-9047055158091554299</id><published>2010-01-10T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:27:46.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock yo kiss'/><title type='text'>Lovers love, liars lie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S0nCUwunJlI/AAAAAAAAAWA/1aiwED_m_Js/s1600-h/Roll__N__Rock_by_ladymonroe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S0nCUwunJlI/AAAAAAAAAWA/1aiwED_m_Js/s320/Roll__N__Rock_by_ladymonroe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425080888078050898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Heyyyyy hi! Ignore my previous post, it was Oscar a.k.a LIL CAR. Hahaha, or more like big pig. Muahah. Sooooooooo nothing much to blog about lah. School's been okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; I was assigned seats with Hidir. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; Haha. Last Friday, went to town with mom after school. Mainly to shop for presents. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.., supposingly wanted to go to nenek's house and pass Mardy her belated birthday present, unfortunately they went to Malaysia. So tak jadi. Went to OUB or something there.. Dad wanted to get momma an iPhone. Haha. Then blahblahblah kiddingly told dad I want an iPhone too, he told me to give him 10 good reasons why he should get me one. So I blabbered lots of crappy stuffs, until he said he'll consider about it. Hahaha. So after that, went to Bedok for awhile. Fetch bro from home right after then to Sakura at Downtown East. Mom and dad + Fazri went to Johor after that, while bro and I head home. Watched tv, did some homework and talked on the phone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, stayed home the whole day. Completed all my homeworks :D I still have no idea what to do for Malay though.. Haha. Mak Tam came over for awhile to pass some stuffs. Handed her Mardy's present too. :) So blahblahhhhh, I am so friggin' bored right now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well currently I am watching Step Up 2: The Streets and chatting with some people. :) Had been having headaches since morning, grrrrr. Ok, I think that's about it.. Oh, I love Every Avenue's "Picture Perfect" album. Kkkk bye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-9047055158091554299?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/9047055158091554299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/lovers-love-liars-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/9047055158091554299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/9047055158091554299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/lovers-love-liars-lie.html' title='Lovers love, liars lie.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S0nCUwunJlI/AAAAAAAAAWA/1aiwED_m_Js/s72-c/Roll__N__Rock_by_ladymonroe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-1519889795879990408</id><published>2010-01-07T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:17:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellllllllllllllllllllo! Before anything, i love tall chinese boys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMELL MY ASS! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-1519889795879990408?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1519889795879990408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1519889795879990408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1519889795879990408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4421744939770782983</id><published>2010-01-04T20:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:10:24.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haheho'/><title type='text'>Gummybears = Happy Fazzera :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S0HkPsBJCDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/t04p5HiZomI/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S0HkPsBJCDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/t04p5HiZomI/s320/IMG_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422866384495904818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hellllllllllllllllllo! Before anything, thanks to those that wished me belated birthday today :) Haha, and thanks Nazirah &amp;amp; Khaliesah for the birthday dedications at you blogs. :D Luv you guys loads! &lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo.., it was the first day of the school this morning. Sec 3E5, awesumz. Haaaaaha. My class consists of only 17 students. Cool much? Haha, damn little sia. 5 Chinese and the rest Malay. Haa. And as said by Nabilah, if we skip class also too noticeable already. Hahaaa. So before recess, I sat with Amirah. Then after recess, switched with Sofia and sat with Nabilah :) Went for recess with Kylin. Teng and Liz's class unfortunately had different recess timings from us. :( But it's okayyy. Hung out with them for a bit after school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was boring as hell. So typical, have to intro ourselves and blahblahblah. Haha, oh. The funny thing was, when our co-form teacher greeted us, everybody just sat and stared blankly at her. Hahahaha. Well, 4 periods of Art after recess, teacher didn't came in so just chit-chat with Nabilah all the way. She's nice :D &lt;3 Haha. Ohohohohhhhh, I still find some guys from my batch wearing long pants really funnnnny! Hahaha!! Though some really suits them. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ali for awhile... Purpose: Wanted to see him in long pants hahahaha. So abang-abangish. :B Hahahaha. And I was a little crazy I think? I couldn't stop laughing :S Hehehe. Kkkkkk I'm tired, k bye! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-4421744939770782983?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4421744939770782983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/gummybears-happy-fazzera-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4421744939770782983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4421744939770782983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/gummybears-happy-fazzera-d.html' title='Gummybears = Happy Fazzera :D'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S0HkPsBJCDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/t04p5HiZomI/s72-c/IMG_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-6306650115719858160</id><published>2010-01-03T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:36:04.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><title type='text'>Happy hippy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S0CxHMXDElI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jDl0BC1rcyg/s1600-h/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S0CxHMXDElI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jDl0BC1rcyg/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422528688489173586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heeeeyyy! I had a real awesome birthday, simple and great!&lt;br /&gt;Big&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to those who wished me! :D -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faliq. Huzaifa. Allysha. Atikah Roslan. Mardyyy. Momma. Mak Tam. Oscar. Athirah. Syed Ali. Nazirah. Harits. Nasri. Zaki. Amirul Ashriq. Atikah AS. Zakiah. Lizda. Dene. Airaah. Haikel Shah. Darwina Farhazelin. Amalina. Filzah. Darren. Hisham. Eugene. 'Aisyah. Luqman Hakim. Imraan. Syafiq. Dina. Asyraff Joy. Wan Farel. Khairul Hafiz. Khairil. Huey Teng. Haziq. Darwynna. Natalie. Zahirah. Mariyam. Nura. Amirul Haziq. Adib. Atik. Khai Tamp. Ah Feeq. Hafizz. Kak Suha. Ashik. Ola. Atiqah. Khaliesah. Sis Dee. Syamir. Haikal. Shafiy. Syahkir. Crisleen. Kak Sakina. Kak Shidah. Zharfan. Md Iman. Syahirah. Nicole. Andrea. Balqis. Syazalina. Luqman. Hamdan. Hassan. Suelynn. Aisyah. Raudhah. Cheryl. Farhanna. Kylin. Omar. Cuifeng. Acap. Luqman Taufik. Hamka. Terence. Nazmi. Haizan. Syawalina. Herni. Zahwah. Emy. Maria. Naazira. Beverly. Syahmie. Mahirah. Hazri. Amira. Sakinah. Firdaus. Lyanne. Nizam. Razi. Iman Matin. Siyinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all! :D Appreciate the thought, really. Though I may not really know some of you guys, from Facebook. Haha, but thanks. &lt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-6306650115719858160?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6306650115719858160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-hippy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6306650115719858160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6306650115719858160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-hippy.html' title='Happy hippy.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/S0CxHMXDElI/AAAAAAAAAVw/jDl0BC1rcyg/s72-c/IMG_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-290517131149396448</id><published>2010-01-02T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:14:45.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night and lovers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sz8sqqPPgfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AOU7HbiteRk/s1600-h/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sz8sqqPPgfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AOU7HbiteRk/s320/IMG_0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422101587781714418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hello! Maybe I'm pretty late but, Happy New Year y'all! In the mood to blog now hehehe. I was thinking of just deleting this blog.., but me being me.., nah I don't think I should. I'm really fickle-minded as said by my momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so sooooo, I spent my new year's eve hmmm... Spending awesome, and when I said awesome, I do mean awesome - Awesome time with baby during the day! Hahahahaha. Celebrate aunt's birthday by having some seafood dinner at Johor. Don't know what's it called. Haha. Everybody there were adults.., so I was really bored lah haha. After dinner, head back to Singapore just on time for countdown. But not exactly on time to reach East Coast. 'Cause the roads were fucken jammed haha. So met Mak Tam, camwhored lots with my favvy Mardy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.., stoned all the way at home with family. Then went out to Tampines Mall and had late dinner at Kallang McDonald's. After that, bro got to drive dad's car for a bit. Coolness! I wanna drive!! But but but, I wanna ride motor. ^^ Hahahaha. Late night call with baby after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todayyyyyyyy.., went out with momma to White Sands. Supposingly wanted to shop for clothes at Cotton On, but seriously, I'm getting bored of the clothings there. Way too common already ah. Haha. So just walked around. But before that, I got my lobe and helix piercing!!! :D I'mma happy kid, since momma approved of getting piercings. And dad surprisingly wasn't any angry. I'm loving my ears hahaha! Though the helix part hurts... The uncle was damn rough and fierce lah. He was like "Sit down!" then immediately japped. Well after doing the markings lah. And he left a little scar at the side, hmph. -.- Haha. Plus, I just got to know that dad ever had a tongue piercing. Like cool or what, ba! Haha. Had lunch at KFC, my treat. Then walked around then met Allysha then home. Gonna miss you dd!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well currently I am chatting with my deaaaarrressst Two Awesomez! Gosh I miss these two, really!!! Got lots to catch up, no? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OHHH *EHHHEMMM*... Look who's birthday it is tomorrow ehhhh? HAHAHA. More like in a feeeeeewwww hours time. Bluek :P Haha! And and and, 1st year. Double awesomeness! :D I want presents and huggies. Chey no lah hahaha. Kkkkkkkkk bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-290517131149396448?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/290517131149396448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/late-night-and-lovers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/290517131149396448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/290517131149396448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2010/01/late-night-and-lovers.html' title='Late night and lovers.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sz8sqqPPgfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/AOU7HbiteRk/s72-c/IMG_0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3216973360505210283</id><published>2009-12-29T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:11:46.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anna Maria'/><title type='text'>All we need.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEY DORKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.Am.Bored.Real.Bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehehehe read it up there. Uh'huh I am real bored right now which shows why I suddenly had the urge to blog. This site is so dead. So you see, I've made a few little changes mhm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just browsed through channels on the tv. I guess I don't have to blog already. Spongebob: Truth or Square on MTV now!! :D Followed by 16 &amp;amp; Pregnant. K I'm occupied now bye! Hehehe buang masa sia go to this page. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, you're so welcomed to blog for me if you want. 'Cause I've been a bum lately to update. Heeeeh. :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; Only 5 more days to my supaaa 15th UH'HUUHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha and 6 days to school. Awesome, can't wait. Hahaha k dah bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/3950778822925924021-3216973360505210283?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3216973360505210283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-we-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3216973360505210283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3216973360505210283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-we-need.html' title='All we need.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8808325560978966647</id><published>2009-12-24T01:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T02:04:07.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i.want.gummybears.'/><title type='text'>Your love your love your love is my druggg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SzJRGimDy7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/hZWMJl6egdU/s1600-h/Gummy_bears_by_ChuffyCheeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SzJRGimDy7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/hZWMJl6egdU/s320/Gummy_bears_by_ChuffyCheeks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418482474487630770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi. My blog is dead, awwwww. I'm gonna get my Paramore tix tomorrow + huggggs! :B Was actually being delivered to my doorstep today but I swear I was dumb enough not to open the door, 'cause the bangla delivery man looked really scary. Yes, like he was gonna eat me up or something. Rang the door bell, then knock the door some more, like I owe him money like that. Hahaha, his face with the beard and all, argh scary! Hehehehe, so I have to go collect the tix at the post office at White Sands. And tomorrow, Kak Imah along with Mak Long Midah and Umi from Malaysia is coming over to Singapore. So I gotta help nenek out at her house there. Mhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 more days to my birthday k&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha, chatting with Zaki made me want to post this. His birthday's daaaays after mine but he's the one who kept bugging me to get him a present. Mine first ok! Hahaha, and he said if I don't get him anything, he "don't friend" me. Hahaha k bye!&lt;br /&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/3950778822925924021-8808325560978966647?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8808325560978966647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-love-your-love-your-love-is-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8808325560978966647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8808325560978966647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-love-your-love-your-love-is-my.html' title='Your love your love your love is my druggg.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SzJRGimDy7I/AAAAAAAAAVY/hZWMJl6egdU/s72-c/Gummy_bears_by_ChuffyCheeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4489590385613526536</id><published>2009-12-18T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T21:10:00.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='close'/><title type='text'>Uoy evol I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SytndfLeivI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kwvmPlNAvKo/s1600-h/shy_love_by_collien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SytndfLeivI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kwvmPlNAvKo/s320/shy_love_by_collien.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416536733126658802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hihihihihihihi! Hahaha my hi reminds me of a conversation with Nazirah last night. The "hai" and the "hee". Ok nevermind. Haha. Sooooo basically this post will be on my "Birthday Wishlist" Faliq and Hafiz wanted. Haha currently phone conferencing with them both, along with Allysha. Kecoh as hell y'know. They kept bugging me, and since there's a good deal, I'll do it. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing much to blog about today.. Abang woke me up, telling me to fetch Fazri. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Making up stories &lt;/span&gt;that if I don't go, dad will cancel my booking for Paramore tix. Fucken cheat my feelings sia haha, so I did fetch Fazri. When I met my momma, she said that dad actually asked bro to fetch, instead of me. Pfft anyhow ask me gooooo. Hmph. Haha, whatever lah. Anyways, while waiting for the bus to interchange, saw Harits. Hahaha. Blahblahblah, then reached home around 5 plus. Initially wanted to meet Ali before fetching Fazri, but then tak jadi aw. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaayyyyyy so let's begin with the things I want eh. You guys better get me something good! Don't waste my effort. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Maine's "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.wearethemaine.net/shop/product/real-life-book"&gt;This Is Real Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" book!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Maine's "&lt;a href="http://www.wearethemaine.net/shop/product/super-maine-t-shirt"&gt;Super Maine&lt;/a&gt;" or "&lt;a href="http://www.wearethemaine.net/shop/product/partied-john-oohhh-t-shirt"&gt;Partied With John Ohhh&lt;/a&gt;" tee.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Posters of my favourite bands (Paramore, The Maine, ATL, ARTTM, etc).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Paramore's "&lt;a href="http://store.paramore.net/store/show/3ZVNK"&gt;Junior Varsity Jacket&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;- Paramore's "&lt;a href="http://store.paramore.net/store/show/5Y1FW"&gt;White Science&lt;/a&gt;" or "&lt;a href="http://store.paramore.net/store/show/70139"&gt;Newsprint&lt;/a&gt;" or "&lt;a href="http://store.paramore.net/store/show/39925"&gt;Dance&lt;/a&gt;" tee or "&lt;a href="http://store.paramore.net/store/show/76832"&gt;Rose Tank Top&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green or Orange Vans Authentic or Era shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DVS "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.skatewarehouse.com/DVS_Daewon_CT_Blinders_Shoes_PurpleBlack/descpage-DVDCPB.html"&gt;Blinders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Shoes or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.skatewarehouse.com/Osiris_Wrath_Shoes/descpage-OSWRBW.html"&gt;Osiris Wrath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- 111 bucks to help me pay my dad for the Paramore tix hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fisheye lens for my DSLR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gathering with my dearest Budak 185.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Midnight surprises haha.&lt;br /&gt;- Lots of hugs.&lt;br /&gt;- Surprises.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lots of new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mom &amp;amp; Dad to allow me get more piercings haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Have people to at least remember my birthday hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Have BBQ like this year (So not gonna happen).&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NO BASH&lt;/span&gt;, not that I mind, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not so rabak please?&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family + relatives gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lots more surprises hahaha.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Okayyyyyyyy, I listed 20. Wahahaha, it's not that I'm asking anybody for it. For the sake of Faliq and Hafiz (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU BOTH BETTER GET ME SOMETHING GOOD OK!&lt;/span&gt;).., and they're just what I wish I would get. Haha anyways, some of it are somehow impossible to get. Or they're just too expensive. I can only rely on my brother to get me one of those that are costly hahaha. :P But damn, I'd really love to have those hahaha. Kkkkkk whateverrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha Faliq, Hafiz... Happy already? You'd better be. Hahahaha. Ok shall go off BYE!&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, it's been long since I've talked to Oscar. Kinda miss him hahaha. Chat with him abit only just nowwww. Kkkkk bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-4489590385613526536?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4489590385613526536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/uoy-evol-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4489590385613526536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4489590385613526536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/uoy-evol-i.html' title='Uoy evol I.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SytndfLeivI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kwvmPlNAvKo/s72-c/shy_love_by_collien.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3348730538386964004</id><published>2009-12-18T02:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T03:05:40.938+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so cold'/><title type='text'>Let's head for this road.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Syp5Q9M3DEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/be0n9AWqFLE/s1600-h/IMG_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Syp5Q9M3DEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/be0n9AWqFLE/s320/IMG_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416274834079812674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This'll be a post on/about 17th December.., so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 2nd Birthday, my only adorable little brother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Muhammad Fazrizal Asyraf! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; Not to forget Khoiriyah's 13th! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Heeee. So I just stayed home all day.. Did practically nothing, just my everyday home alone routine. Mhmm real boring. I sketched a picture of Fazri so called as his birthday present. Hahaha. So waited till birthday boy come home... Then had a little family celebration. Mom bought a cake and donuts. Yummm. So snapped pictures, sang birthday song and all. I really liked it when Fazri blew his candles. So damn cute y'know! Hahaha love this naughty kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, then there were lots of leftover from the cake. And since Ali was around my house area, mom called him over to give some cake. Haha, at first only him and Afiq went up, then in the end everybody else went up. So they blahblahblah, chatchatchat, layan/disturbed Fazri, then off they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just watched TV with mom and bro until I don't know what time. Discussed stuffs with Mardy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOKED 2 PARAMORE TIX YAW! STANDING PEN!!! WAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oooooh yeah! Uhuhuhuhuhhhhhh it's gonna be delivered to my mailbox just anytime! Apparently dad approved me of going, despite the high cost. Hehehe, I don't know why but when I said with Mardy only, he say "Since it's with her, go ahead!" hahaha. So so so, I owe Dad 111 buckz. Mhmmm, I have to sacrifice shoppings. Aww, but whatever. I'm going to Paramore's gig sucka! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, Ali ajak-ed me go lepak with him and his band, Hayley, tomorrow. Will most likely be going I think? Haha. K bye! OH, Faliq and Hafiz, your wishlist thingy, next time k. I lazy ah. Hoho take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-3348730538386964004?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3348730538386964004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/lets-head-for-this-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3348730538386964004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3348730538386964004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/lets-head-for-this-road.html' title='Let&apos;s head for this road.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Syp5Q9M3DEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/be0n9AWqFLE/s72-c/IMG_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3810942476352888892</id><published>2009-12-16T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:55:52.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smilez'/><title type='text'>Happy kids.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hiya! As said I'm gonna post some pictures... But instead, I shall just place the links here. I'm lazy and tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2039799&amp;amp;id=1526515577&amp;amp;l=d9f5c745d4"&gt;1st Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2039882&amp;amp;id=1526515577&amp;amp;l=2149ab9b9a"&gt;2nd Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I want the pictures from Nasri's cam!! Haha, ok.. Next post will most probably be my "Birthday Wishlist" (-.-) Faliq and Hafiz seriously want me to post about that. Suckers. If I do, you both better get me something good okay! Haha. - Tomorrow's my adorable yet naughty brother's 2nd birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH AND PARAMORE'S COMING TO SINGAPORE FUCK YEAH I'M GOING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your face to those who kept telling me they won't come when I had high hopes they would! :P Hahaha too bad, Allysha, you'll be in Aussie haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-3810942476352888892?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3810942476352888892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3810942476352888892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3810942476352888892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-kids.html' title='Happy kids.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7064372559892722485</id><published>2009-12-16T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:56:36.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muacks'/><title type='text'>The flavour of your lips is enough to keep me here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SyfKWaQcIZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/WW0Tl5ZzuYY/s1600-h/Sunset_Kiss_by_Soldaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SyfKWaQcIZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/WW0Tl5ZzuYY/s320/Sunset_Kiss_by_Soldaddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415519563290517906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hiyaaaw. I suddenly had the urge to blog hmmmmmmmmm. I am very happy, the whole dayyyy! And I've been smiling to myself since I got home hehehe (for some reason) and my momma thinks I'm crazy. Geehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, had a picnic with my dearest Budak 185 yesterday (15th) to be specific since it's already midnight. Hohoho. Though it was kind of semi-successful, it was still an awesome gathering. Despite the little awkwardness (Lisa and Lina know eh haha). So yeah, most of us met at 185 first. As usual, Lisa and Lina reached first then I'd come along. Blahblah, we'll wait for everybody else. Haha, called everybody up, just in case they were still sleeping hahaha. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so whatever, we headed to Downtown. Bought some food, cause the food brought from home somehow was very little. Haha, we keep thinking there's not enough food, ended up having way too much left overs that sadly had to be thrown. Haha. K so we settled down somewhere near a waterbreaker... After that Zaki asked me to follow him fetch Ali haha. Went to Fairprice for awhile, after that saw Hafizz, Rayyan and Luqman! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So settled down, ate a little, walked around and mainly camwhored haha. Then suddenly the rain spoils everything. Went to shelter at E!hub. Farhana dropped by at McCafe to pass us some rice.. :S Hah, blahblahblah we went to lepak under the block. Some girls went back earlier, then left us three again, as usual Lisa, Lina and I, with the guys of course. So we snapped group photos, kecoh as hell haha. So around 6 plussss, head to the bustop then 12-ed home. Ali walked me home and managed to snap a picture with him :P Ok then head home I happy, mom wanted me to follow her do some groceries, so yeah, no time to bathe or change.., had to follow :( But what the heck, I am happy as hell! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm lazy to type about whatever else... So bye! I'll post some pictures in the next post.. Well if there's gonna be one hehehe :P&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/3950778822925924021-7064372559892722485?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7064372559892722485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/flavour-of-your-lips-is-enough-to-keep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7064372559892722485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7064372559892722485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/flavour-of-your-lips-is-enough-to-keep.html' title='The flavour of your lips is enough to keep me here.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SyfKWaQcIZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/WW0Tl5ZzuYY/s72-c/Sunset_Kiss_by_Soldaddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7352170773129893361</id><published>2009-12-14T01:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T01:32:44.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(L)'/><title type='text'>You know my love is always on your side.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nihmmYqfEyQ&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nihmmYqfEyQ&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"I know your face, your eyes, your lips, your taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I love the way you know just what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Take it easy, baby, we can make it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Rest your eyes tonight..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You know that my love is on your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We get in fights, you spend the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And I don't see how we get this way, but I think we're alright."&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/3950778822925924021-7352170773129893361?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7352170773129893361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-my-love-is-always-on-your-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7352170773129893361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7352170773129893361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-know-my-love-is-always-on-your-side.html' title='You know my love is always on your side.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-672854704000625945</id><published>2009-12-12T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:55:41.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syed ali is the sex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You guys are wasting your time reading this post, because this is not Fazzera who's blogging, it's the great and sexy and handsome Syed Ali! JENG! Fazzera is too lazy to blog because she just is, and I don't blame her, because she is a bum, no doubt. I think half of you readers will agree to my statement. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my name is Syed Ali, I'm from a band called Hayley. Many people think I'm gay, but I'm not, kids. Fazzera , yeah, she loves me, but, she thinks I'm gay too. I love being nude, all the time, and alot of people has been interested in my body, because as I sweat, I will look better, really, I've been campaigning this for 2 years now. So, as it gets hotter and hotter, you'll see my getting sexier and sexier. I like to masturbate alot too, yeah, as much as I like ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;I hate you all, I hate everyone of you fucking dirty little monkeys, you guys are gonna close this webpage and click the Internet/Google Chrome/Mozilla Firefox and go to a porn website and masturbate and cum alot and get your parents to join you guys and then you guys write a song about it and e-mail it to Fazzera and she will leave you comment and you can do it all over again until you got no dick or, for girls, until you grow one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I'm Syed Ali. I like long walks on the beach, unicorns, rainbows and poems. I think we will get well real easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-672854704000625945?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/672854704000625945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/syed-ali-is-sex_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/672854704000625945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/672854704000625945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/syed-ali-is-sex_12.html' title='syed ali is the sex.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8397666909584628120</id><published>2009-12-11T04:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T05:08:20.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im not weird'/><title type='text'>You're on my mind, love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SyFWT8wrkHI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qDh6LLYHofU/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SyFWT8wrkHI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qDh6LLYHofU/s400/IMG_0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413703127803859058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SyFWUQ2tLsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/T7i9bM2TcVY/s1600-h/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SyFWUQ2tLsI/AAAAAAAAAU4/T7i9bM2TcVY/s400/IMG_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413703133197840066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mhmmmmm, I sketched that because I was bored. And it's been long since I did some Art, well besides photography. Photography is art right? I consider it as art. Haheho, the sketch looks weird, far from the reference, no where near perfect but who cares, I like it. Oh the eyes friggin' funny to me hahahaha. K, it's 4:15AM right now and I'm still up. Lucky I have some peeps to so called accompany me till um 5 plus maybe? Yeah, to wake bro up for his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, I gotta wake up early tomorrow. Well, early for me lah. Maybe around 10 or 11 AM? Have to go help out some Christmas decorating stuffs at momma's work place. Hee, I somehow feel excited but not really at the same time. Hahaha I don't know what and why. (??????) My brain's been functioning slowwwww tonight omg. But Ali said it's always slow hmph. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the mood to blog woah oh so sudden. EH wait, I hear the birds chirping. The wuawuawua sound. Ok nevermind cannot be described. If you undderstand me, be my friend please? Hahahahehehe. Sosososoooooo, basically.. Just now (10th).., went to school with bro to buy school books. After that, went to Downtown to have lunch at Fish &amp;amp; Co. Bro's treat yeeeowwww (Y) Bought bangles and bands.. Bro's pouch, omg funny story! Hahahahaha! Shan't tell lah 'cause nobody would understand, only us. Haha only we know. Ah well then, after that, head home since bro's going skating.. And yes, he brought my baby cam along haha. Which I got scolded for letting him bring.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok get to that later. Soooo, when bro was out, I literally did something useful. Like finally! My gosh I've been sucha pic these holidays. Hahaha I didn't laze around at home today. *winkwink* ;P So, yeah I cleaned my computer desk, I cleared my dressing table and organized the things there, I cleared my book shelf from the unwanted books, I arranged my Sec 3 books neatly, I swept the floor, I made my bed, I cleared my dustbin. Wooooooooohhhhh so I might as well say I actually cleaned my whole room!!! In your face loserzzzz!! Wahahaha! Felt so hard-working, so contented. (Y)(Y) Two thumbs up for me. Yeeeow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after cleaning up, washed up a little then lepak-ed with Haikel and Matin at 213 for a little while. It's been long since I've seen them haha. I was bored anyways. So yeah, head back around 6 plus. Parents got back, went out for dinner at City Plaza's Arnold's. Yummmm. Hahaha, oh yeah I saw this worker there, damn cute sia looks almost like Ali. Haha serioussss. Except that this dude's eyes are not as big as Ali's and his hair is straight. Hmmmmm omg cute sia! Hahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah about my cam thingy, my dad scolded me for letting my bro bring my cam when he's gone skating, 'cause he was like "What if he drops it? What if there are scratches? What if he misplaced it? What if it got back to you spoilt?" Ohmygod so annoying. Why can't you just trust abang, I'm fine with it rightttt. That thing is fucking expensive, obviously he wouldn't even dare to give it a single scratch my gosh! But anyways, it got back home safe. Hahaha. Oh yeah and I'm gonna borrow bro's iTouch for tomorrow, since he borrowed my cam just now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this Tissue boy funny, I said I belanja him "bbt" which obviously is bubbletea if some people don't know..? Then he was like "ape bbt? babat?" Hahahahaha funny sia! Okkkkk I shall stop now. I see too much words oh nooooooooooooo my brain is not functioning ahhhh!!! K fake, dramatic much. No not really la. My god ok STOPPPP. BYEBYEBYEBYEBYE!!!&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/3950778822925924021-8397666909584628120?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8397666909584628120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-on-my-mind-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8397666909584628120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8397666909584628120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-on-my-mind-love.html' title='You&apos;re on my mind, love.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SyFWT8wrkHI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qDh6LLYHofU/s72-c/IMG_0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4783603459829112978</id><published>2009-12-10T03:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T03:18:03.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patlovesme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ilovepat'/><title type='text'>PAT KIRCH LOVES ME HAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sx_2ojAwEaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WZncL-xv3Vw/s1600-h/PATMAINE%21%21%211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sx_2ojAwEaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WZncL-xv3Vw/s400/PATMAINE%21%21%211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413316453576216994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;HECK YEAH I JUST CHAT WITH PAT KIRCH OF THE MAINE WAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;We know it's him since he tweets that it's him logging in. So, I'm sure. I had to say that like a million times to get him to reply 'cause I swear there were tooooooo many people talking at once! Hahahaha I gave up already, at least he replied me once :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;The picture's small, click on it dumb ass! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be jealous, Allysha! It's a good thing I'm nocturnal, as to what Faliq said. Gahahaha!&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/3950778822925924021-4783603459829112978?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4783603459829112978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/pat-kirch-loves-me-hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4783603459829112978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4783603459829112978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/pat-kirch-loves-me-hahaha.html' title='PAT KIRCH LOVES ME HAHAHA!'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sx_2ojAwEaI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WZncL-xv3Vw/s72-c/PATMAINE%21%21%211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-158626226756661822</id><published>2009-12-09T20:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:22:04.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gay'/><title type='text'>Everyone becomes a poet, at the touch of your love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sx-eA0bfXyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dAI8P2QlE6A/s1600-h/dsadasdd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sx-eA0bfXyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dAI8P2QlE6A/s320/dsadasdd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413219014033760034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Psssssst hellohohoho! Wahaha I'm so lazy to blog gosh. Okkkk so today just stayed at home since most likely the whole family's home. Yey (L) Mom offered me 50 bucks to paint some walls in her room. Initially wanted to work together with bro, but since he needs the money more than I do, I gave in and he did all the work. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkkkkkkk so this part's specially for my dearest &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://a-thirah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lady Gaga's les partner&lt;/a&gt;. Honoured? HAH I don't know what to say. Hahahahahahahaha but this girl damn merepek ok. I like! Fun to talk to yey. Oh, and I'm Perez Hilton's girlfriend ftw! Hahahaha we come up with and talk about lotsa crap stuffs lah. Haha gotta hang out with you man! Haha (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh yeah, tomorrow gonna go get school books with bro. Then most prolly will meet Lisa. Nadiah too? I don't know what's the plan. Hahaha. Geez I need new clothes. Shoppppping? :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I somehow think only my Twitter is active at my blog eh? Hahaha anybody wants to help me update my blog, feel free to ask me. Well it depends who you are too lah. Heheho. Ok Taylor Lautner hotttt kkk bye, dorks! Ohohohoh, I miss Syed Ali. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s, Nazirahhhhhhhhh have a safe trip to Hong Kong! Have fun! :D Love ya!&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/3950778822925924021-158626226756661822?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/158626226756661822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/everyone-becomes-poet-at-touch-of-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/158626226756661822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/158626226756661822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/everyone-becomes-poet-at-touch-of-your.html' title='Everyone becomes a poet, at the touch of your love.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sx-eA0bfXyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dAI8P2QlE6A/s72-c/dsadasdd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8787250326980265227</id><published>2009-12-07T19:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:02:34.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='onyourside'/><title type='text'>I know your face, your eyes, your lips, your taste.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello! I'm lazy to blog today hehe, but I wanna post Ali's pictures. Wahaha. So basically I just stayed home today, besides going out to get food for myself.. Haha. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night if I'm not wrong.. Webcam-ed with this crazy boy haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxzr156aXAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/0AwCoH9iCdQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412460163503905794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxzr156aXAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/0AwCoH9iCdQ/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxzr2WaJurI/AAAAAAAAAUA/aVqO7qHn1pE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412460171153226418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxzr2WaJurI/AAAAAAAAAUA/aVqO7qHn1pE/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxzr2lPAz8I/AAAAAAAAAUI/MJDoWG3d01g/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412460175133036482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxzr2lPAz8I/AAAAAAAAAUI/MJDoWG3d01g/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxzr2wWhMXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hamsd6LQX4w/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412460178117308786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxzr2wWhMXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hamsd6LQX4w/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahaha matrep shades and the eyebrows. :B Soooooo talked to him on the phone last night, until 6 AM. Yes, 6 in the morning. Afiq's gonna try beat me, boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok bye!&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/3950778822925924021-8787250326980265227?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8787250326980265227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-know-your-face-your-eyes-your-lips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8787250326980265227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8787250326980265227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-know-your-face-your-eyes-your-lips.html' title='I know your face, your eyes, your lips, your taste.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxzr156aXAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/0AwCoH9iCdQ/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7749759372830308226</id><published>2009-12-05T22:09:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:11:36.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sometimes'/><title type='text'>I'll be so far gone, that I won't even care how far.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxpqt-yBVPI/AAAAAAAAASg/RpmS0Mg_if8/s1600-h/IMG_1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxpqt-yBVPI/AAAAAAAAASg/RpmS0Mg_if8/s320/IMG_1759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411755240418530546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey therrrreee. I am very bored to the core. Last night was a little bummed, besides whatever that happened.., I had a headache that kept me up till 6AM, nearly 7. Gah, woke up at 1PM hehe. Oh yeah, picture up there's actually bro's school work. Hoho, I find it really nice.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, nothing much. Met Faliq for awhile since he was 'round the neighbourhood. Thanks for hearing me out, dude. You know I love you haha. The only guy that calls me "Zee". So doesn't suit me sia, crazy boy. Haha. Sooo, spent the rest of the day at home. Hanging out as in spending time with mom at home, I have to admit was pretty fun :D Talked to her about everything and almost anything. Had lots of laughters, advise and stuffs. Love you momma! (L) Oh, and I painted her nails orange. Hahaha :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxpvYg9GtDI/AAAAAAAAASo/KV4oJF_bHs8/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxpvYg9GtDI/AAAAAAAAASo/KV4oJF_bHs8/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411760369192842290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, mine's black. :B Sooooo, supposingly wanted to go out when dad came home but it was raining, so we decided to just spend some family time at home in this cooling weather. It was awesome you know, simple and fun. It's really cool how spending time with your loved ones, especially your family, can actually push your problems aside. Well at least for that moment until it comes back and shoot you. Hah. But really, I was happy :D Only if elder brother's up, it'd be more merrier. Haha bet he's too tired to get his ass off the bed after a night shift ey. :P&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxp5N0f2QuI/AAAAAAAAASw/YL3Bc4HZ1QY/s1600-h/l6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxp5N0f2QuI/AAAAAAAAASw/YL3Bc4HZ1QY/s320/l6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411771180576555746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh hell yes I miss this two awesomez so damn much! Naziraaaaaaaaaahhhh, Haikeeeeeeeelll!! Where did our usual chats and phone conference go? I miss you both! :C Hahah. Ohhhh, Haikel last long with your gf hor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, not only them that I miss.. I do miss my dearest Budak 185.. When's our outing guyyys? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxp8wyMn2II/AAAAAAAAAS4/tdk5ddg9XiE/s1600-h/l8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxp8wyMn2II/AAAAAAAAAS4/tdk5ddg9XiE/s320/l8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411775079789353090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's the only picture of all of us together I guess? Hmmmm.. I miss Khaliesah and Ali most. Hehe. And speaking of which, I found these pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxp--A3RRTI/AAAAAAAAATA/iYYCP9GemPM/s1600-h/IMG_2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxp--A3RRTI/AAAAAAAAATA/iYYCP9GemPM/s320/IMG_2023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411777506087879986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxp_e534IAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/yr8CJuE2XLc/s1600-h/1_489723747l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxp_e534IAI/AAAAAAAAATQ/yr8CJuE2XLc/s200/1_489723747l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411778071147061250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. And of course.. This crazy bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxqBJ_LDXPI/AAAAAAAAATw/9neVNojr7Nk/s1600-h/l9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxqBJ_LDXPI/AAAAAAAAATw/9neVNojr7Nk/s320/l9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411779910815669490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxqBJq3En5I/AAAAAAAAATo/LH6ipb8nrhY/s1600-h/019222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxqBJq3En5I/AAAAAAAAATo/LH6ipb8nrhY/s320/019222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411779905363156882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gosh I miss all of you so much laaaahhh. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.. I guess it's pretty obvious already that I am so fucking bored. Hahah. And I've been browsing through all my photo albums, which shows why I suddenly uploaded those pictures up there. Hehee.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Dad suddenly came into my room and asked "Where did the song come from?" *looked around with blur face* Hahahaha, then I was like "Oh, TV ah." Then he went "Oh okay" and walked out when my TV was obviously not turned on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Funny sia my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hahahahah! Well, I played my music on full volume hehehe. :B&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I think I should go find something else to do.. I'm getting tired of typing and looking at this page. Gotta call Faliq to conference with Allysha soon anyways. I love Taylor Lautner, bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;"So now you see, I've finally found a part of me that you don't need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; But needing isn't everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; You want love, you want us, you need me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7749759372830308226?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7749759372830308226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-be-so-far-gone-that-i-wont-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7749759372830308226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7749759372830308226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-be-so-far-gone-that-i-wont-even.html' title='I&apos;ll be so far gone, that I won&apos;t even care how far.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxpqt-yBVPI/AAAAAAAAASg/RpmS0Mg_if8/s72-c/IMG_1759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8677940888217368332</id><published>2009-12-04T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T18:51:01.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t stop'/><title type='text'>Lips lock, hips rock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxjoj2H7RCI/AAAAAAAAASY/NjxDRm0dIAU/s1600-h/The_Thought_of_Me_Kissing_You_by_ahermin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxjoj2H7RCI/AAAAAAAAASY/NjxDRm0dIAU/s320/The_Thought_of_Me_Kissing_You_by_ahermin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411330654807475234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello. I am really bored right now, I don't know if I am happy or not. Actually I don't want to blog. Anyways, anybody wants to hang out or at least talk on the phone with me later? Zzzzz. Ok bye.&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/3950778822925924021-8677940888217368332?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8677940888217368332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/lips-lock-hips-rock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8677940888217368332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8677940888217368332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/lips-lock-hips-rock.html' title='Lips lock, hips rock.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sxjoj2H7RCI/AAAAAAAAASY/NjxDRm0dIAU/s72-c/The_Thought_of_Me_Kissing_You_by_ahermin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3042267211549453204</id><published>2009-12-03T21:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:33:12.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorryilysorrysorry'/><title type='text'>P/s, I love you forever and today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxfFzY-o-hI/AAAAAAAAASI/mh8qpGGx-6g/s1600-h/27ec62dc461753309d40c09791e8f638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxfFzY-o-hI/AAAAAAAAASI/mh8qpGGx-6g/s320/27ec62dc461753309d40c09791e8f638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411010963978123794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello! Quick post here, I'm really lazy now. Hehehe so today, went out to catch New Moon with Mardy, Kak Dina and Mak Tam. I somehow followed whoever that texted me when I woke up, the first text message I read I mean. So it was Mardy. Haha, Allysha and Faliq wanted me to tag along too, but nah. Sorry to the rest that ajak-ed me..,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; especially Ali &lt;/span&gt;(you really should've told me earlier).&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok, sooo we went for the 4PM show. Had lunch at Hei Sushi (Y) Awesome. Hoho, so blahblahblah. I lovelovelovelovelovelove the movie!! Hehehehe. Mardy and I were making noises whenever Jacob's part came up. Hoho. I swear Taylor Lautner is fucking hot I can meltzzzzz. He's mine ok. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxfK6aRMfHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tD-motnozgw/s1600-h/taylor-lautner-for-new-moon-poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxfK6aRMfHI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tD-motnozgw/s320/taylor-lautner-for-new-moon-poster1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411016582141607026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhh so hot omgomgomgomgomg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*** Syed Ali, I am really really very sorry!!! :'C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Please don't be mad at me... I'll do anything to make it up to you, really. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-3042267211549453204?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3042267211549453204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/ps-i-love-you-forever-and-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3042267211549453204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3042267211549453204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/ps-i-love-you-forever-and-today.html' title='P/s, I love you forever and today.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxfFzY-o-hI/AAAAAAAAASI/mh8qpGGx-6g/s72-c/27ec62dc461753309d40c09791e8f638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-650560822625802570</id><published>2009-12-02T23:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:16:27.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no u hang up'/><title type='text'>I still get butterflies when I hear your voice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxaCwtMuZBI/AAAAAAAAARo/hMKeCse3cOM/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxaCwtMuZBI/AAAAAAAAARo/hMKeCse3cOM/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410655775610528786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hihihihihihihihi yooouuuu people!!! :D Wahaha I am happy today I don't know why! :DDD Hehehe stupid brother, he said he wanna use the lappy but he didn't come and take it. Pfft. So I shall just blog while I have the time, I hope he fell asleep yey!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo today I had a shopping date with my dearest brotherrrrrr hahahaha. Mainly to belanja him stuffs he want as his belated birthday present. So I woke up at 12:20 PM like that, stupid sia Allysha!!! Hmph, nvm you still my favourite butch :P Ok, so siap-ed and all, head out. Took the MRT to Somerset then we went to find McDonald's cause we were both craving for the Grilled Chicken burger or something like that. Hahaha. After lunch, walked around Far East. I want that Vans shoeeeeeeee!!! Birthday present k bro? Hahahaha. Oh yeah saw Syahidah and Nadiah there :D So after that, went to hmm I don't know where, to this surfing shop. Hahaha, got a lot of cool shirts but don't have bro's size awwww. Head to Wisma Atria right after, went to Topman. Bro wanted 2 shirts there so we bought 'em for $43. Wait no, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;bought them muahaha. So then walked and looked around, I want that blue bf shirt from Topshop!!! Expensive sia. But I know where to get something similar with a cheapo price hehehe &gt;:D Then at Forever 21, can't find the thin nail polish I wanted sia. Stupid!! Grr. Haha so went to Ion and walked around for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxaKaqrEAPI/AAAAAAAAARw/oPSCoeNRe-w/s1600-h/IMG_2726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxaKaqrEAPI/AAAAAAAAARw/oPSCoeNRe-w/s320/IMG_2726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410664193068368114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got boreddddd, so decided to go Bugis. Weehoo went to Bugis Street. Bro got the pants he wanted for $15, the belt I recommended for $5 hahahaha, and this cool graphic tee for $20. Soooo total I belanja-ed him for his birthday was... 83 bucks. Wtf dumbass!!! I count correct now, hahahaha bro anyhow say total 79 bucks! Pfft! Plus, haven't include all the money change for my food that you took eh!! Hahahaha. So walked around to look for my shorts. But nothing interesting there so we decided to head back to Pasir Ris to check out the new Cotton On at White Sands. Oh yeah about my ezlink card v funny, cause I seriously didn't wanna top it up when they already alert me to top up. Hahahaha dumb but the $2 got me in and out of the MRT. Only that I had to use my coins for the bus to get home xD Okkkkkk so at Cotton On, bought this nice shorts I liked for $29.90. Wooh my money left 6 bucks hahaha. Enough for New Moon xD But anyways I still got my other savings  hehehe. Sososo we head home after that yey :D I enjoyed today with bro luvvvv hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxaNh5LEvWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/J9XIxLG-VL4/s1600-h/IMG_2727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxaNh5LEvWI/AAAAAAAAAR4/J9XIxLG-VL4/s320/IMG_2727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410667615754698082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This peekture is just for fun hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH I am happy that Charles got out of Singapore Idol hahahahahahaha :D I have a feeling they want Tabitha to win, the judges I mean. It's pretty obvious isn't it? Haha. I think I'm supporting Sylvia. If not her then maybe Sezairi? Hahaha I don't care anyways this part is just random, really. I'm not a fan of Singapore Idol, lol.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon out tomorrrrrrrowwwwwww. Wahahaha I want to watch, who's watching with me!!? The girls asked me out, and 4 random people wants me to watch with them, now I don't know who to go with hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohohoh speaking 'bout Twilight saga, I think the song "Perfect Time" by We Shot The Moon is really sweet awww. I don't know if there's a link but I heard they say that this song was based on the Twilight movie, Bella and Edward blahblahblah. :D &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmPDLWn-Brg"&gt;Click!&lt;/a&gt; for the song hahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok damn I can't sit still since just now. And I've dropped too many things already hahahaha. I dropped my phone twice and the side somehow chipped off :O I drop my gummybears, my pillow, the hair curler, the chair hehehehe what a mess. My legs can't stop kicking the dustbin till it dropped many times, luckily it's empty. Woah oh yes I cleared it :D Wahaha and I got my memory card already. Booyaw! And I cleaned my dressing table if that's what you called it? HAHAHA. I'm dumb awwwww. :D Ok I have to stop bye!&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/3950778822925924021-650560822625802570?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/650560822625802570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-still-get-butterflies-when-i-hear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/650560822625802570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/650560822625802570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-still-get-butterflies-when-i-hear.html' title='I still get butterflies when I hear your voice.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxaCwtMuZBI/AAAAAAAAARo/hMKeCse3cOM/s72-c/IMG_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7241292511447530584</id><published>2009-11-30T18:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:40:18.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and again.'/><title type='text'>I've made some calls, I've said goodbye. But not this time, love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOdE-FwtHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zqOvuKhqRhE/s1600/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOdE-FwtHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zqOvuKhqRhE/s320/IMG_2544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409840286114296946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey! Sorry for not blogging. Too much things happened at home... Well besides the fight I had with dad, everything's fine. The fight's over too. Shouldn't talk about it, but yeah.., I got grounded, simcard confiscated and I wasn't allowed to use the laptop since last Tuesday or Wednesday..? Pfft. But I'm free now :P Got everything back. Heeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.., Thursday night, headed to Malaysia. Went to kampung for Hari Raya Haji the next day. It was really fun there, eventhough we just stayed for one night. I swear I didn't sleep for the night. I really couldn't sleep due to each and almost everyone snoring. Hahaha! I was in the middle, it was cold, the snoring got louder, like piano sia. Haha, when I almost dozed off, the chickens started making noise. Pfft. Then in the morning, everyone were like finger-pointing who snored the loudest and how they did not snore at all. HAH, I heard everything. Hahahaha. Oh yeah, the stars at night were so damn beautiful. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo.., after all the prayers on Friday, we went to see them sacrifice the cow. Scarrrry, and I had to snap pictures while taking videos. Pfft haha. Pretty interesting, since it was my first time watching it. Heh. Halfway through my tummy hurts and I somehow had nausea.., don't know why. So head back to the kampung house, with mom and Mak Long, the rest were still there. Had a good nap, when I woke up, cousins were all sleeping also. Hahaha. So after that, the aunts made beef rendang and some beef soup they called "gear box" or something? Hahaha. Ate a little, then surprised brother with a cake Mak Tam bought, since it's his birthday the next day. Snapped pictures, blahblahblah then salam-ed and bid goodbye to our relatives there. Mak Long's family stayed for another night. My family and Mak Tam's headed to Pandan City for awhile before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOna39donI/AAAAAAAAARA/TCjC5QanQrI/s1600/IMG_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOna39donI/AAAAAAAAARA/TCjC5QanQrI/s320/IMG_2527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409851657542279794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOilI0lTgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ziZdhqeVjgQ/s1600/IMG_2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOilI0lTgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ziZdhqeVjgQ/s320/IMG_2571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409846336308989442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love them all :D Facebook failed on me. It doesn't want to upload all my pictures. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay so Saturday was the 28th, big brother's birthday! Went out for dinner with family along with Crisleen. (L) Ate at Swensen's, went to Orchard.., then chilled at East Coast's McCafe. That's pretty much all for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOqL9F5HsI/AAAAAAAAARI/PFOgiBO_D-8/s1600/IMG_2588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOqL9F5HsI/AAAAAAAAARI/PFOgiBO_D-8/s320/IMG_2588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409854699756658370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOqMY236zI/AAAAAAAAARQ/kK4YeSPeRp4/s1600/IMG_2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOqMY236zI/AAAAAAAAARQ/kK4YeSPeRp4/s320/IMG_2618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409854707209857842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't gotten bro his present yet. When you wanna go out huuuuuuuuuuuuuhhh? Haha. Planned to go shopping with him, I'll belanja anything he wants. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today, I just had to give the class barbeque a miss. For some reason.. Not about me getting grounded thing, I'm free now, but it's some different reason. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon's out on the 3rd. Now who am I watching it with? Anybody..? Hah. Ok bye :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Take me down, but take it easy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Make me think, but don't deceive me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Torture me by taking your time."&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7241292511447530584?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7241292511447530584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-made-some-calls-ive-said-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7241292511447530584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7241292511447530584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-made-some-calls-ive-said-goodbye.html' title='I&apos;ve made some calls, I&apos;ve said goodbye. But not this time, love.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SxOdE-FwtHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/zqOvuKhqRhE/s72-c/IMG_2544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4994683466074290844</id><published>2009-11-23T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:31:55.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zzzzzzzz.'/><title type='text'>Love in vain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Swpn1fnS_8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/58aWkcp4DkA/s1600/IMG_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Swpn1fnS_8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/58aWkcp4DkA/s320/IMG_2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407248471328751554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyyyyyyyyyyyy! Sorry for not blogging yo. Been too lazy. And I feel like cutting down on using the lappy. Hoho. Soooooooooooo quick post here! Ohhhh, cute right Fazri up there? :DDD Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, last Friday.., went out with mom during the day. Shopped, then at night, followed parents and Fazri to Malaysia. Asked dad to belanja lotsa stuffs :P Hehehe. Saturday, went to Wild Wild Wet with Mak Tam and Kakak Dina, mom and Fazri too. Pak Tam sent us and went off. I didn't play ah. Heh. Thennn next, dad fetched us and head to East Coast food court there.., for dinner. After that, Kakak Dina drove home... My family went to West Coast Park to meet Kak Shidah and Kak Ani's family right after a car wash and getting a cup of frappe for me. :P I swear baby Ira is so adorableeee! Hoho, so yesterday.., went to Tampines area there to shop for clothes with family. Went to Geylang for awhile, Expo John Little Sale then late dinner at Simpang Bedok's Tang Tea House (?)... Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, Lisa came over to my place. Watched Jennifer's Body with her, crap show. Hahahaha. Did some nail polish, camwhored, bloghopped anddddd, spent some fucking long time trying to search for this particular blog from my history. HAHAHA. So, 5 plus went to Central with Lisa. Bought stuffs, then bid goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I wanna go off now. I'm hungry and most likely will be going down with bro to snap skate pictures... Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P/s, Sorry but I have to delete your text messages. Hoho. (You know yourself)&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/3950778822925924021-4994683466074290844?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4994683466074290844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-in-vain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4994683466074290844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4994683466074290844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-in-vain.html' title='Love in vain.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Swpn1fnS_8I/AAAAAAAAAQo/58aWkcp4DkA/s72-c/IMG_2006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7693856989075571376</id><published>2009-11-18T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T01:13:59.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakdown'/><title type='text'>Your consistent nagging, your constant panic is unnecessary stress for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SwPtsUj4III/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NdcdWBWzD5c/s1600/Photograph_Love_by_samydelrio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SwPtsUj4III/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NdcdWBWzD5c/s320/Photograph_Love_by_samydelrio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405425323463942274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello! My throat's getting better, yeyyyyyyyy :D Hoho, so today, just stayed home with mom and lil' bro. "Babysit-ed" Fazri. He was extra naughty today. Pfft. Haha. So I think I slept around 5 plus last night? Yeah, talked on the phone with Siddique up til' 4:30 AM, then Haziq texted me so yeah. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm currently watching YouTube videos.. TV's on, but I'm not really watching, Singapore Idol.. Haha. Oh yeah, I'm liking Kandee Johnson's videos, she's awesome! I think I wanna try the Zebra prints manicure/pedicure. Like cool. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhhhh, gonna go out with Lisa tomorrow. Yeyyyyyyy :B Bored sia at home. Hahah. K I got nothing else to say, the headache's hitting back. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"You don't wanna be with someone that's mean, that makes fun of you, that &lt;span&gt;puts you down&lt;/span&gt;, that talks about &lt;span&gt;liking other girls&lt;/span&gt;, talks about strip clubs, &lt;span&gt;talks about their favourite movie stars and how they wanna marry whoever that's on the TV.&lt;/span&gt;" - Kandee Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaah (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7693856989075571376?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7693856989075571376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-consistent-nagging-your-constant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7693856989075571376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7693856989075571376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-consistent-nagging-your-constant.html' title='Your consistent nagging, your constant panic is unnecessary stress for me.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SwPtsUj4III/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NdcdWBWzD5c/s72-c/Photograph_Love_by_samydelrio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-6723465604711176870</id><published>2009-11-17T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T02:43:00.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go go go'/><title type='text'>You never had the time because you move too slow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SwGS6f5uZUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5J39DshLCao/s1600/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SwGS6f5uZUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5J39DshLCao/s320/IMG_0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404762561514988866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy there. Haven't blog for quite some time eh? Sorry heh. Very lazy sia :S Hoho. So pretty much a brief post here. Not feeling that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 13th Nov :&lt;br /&gt;- Out with cuz, Mardyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;- Watched the movie "2012", awesumz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 14th Nov :&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Kallang Stadium with Mak Tam's family and her friends.&lt;br /&gt;- Singapore 1 - 3 Thailand. Boo haha.&lt;br /&gt;- Marina Barrage next, met mom and dad with Fazri there.&lt;br /&gt;- Ate at Simpang Bedok then home right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 15th Nov :&lt;br /&gt;- Went to East Coast Skatepark with family + Khai Tamp.&lt;br /&gt;- Bro and friends skate.&lt;br /&gt;- Snapped pictures of them :D&lt;br /&gt;- After that bought our frappe then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then todayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, or shall I say Monday... Woke up feeling so bloody sick. Whole body was aching, throat hurts, headaches.. Could barely move y'know. Had high feverrrr. Spent the whole freaking day like on bed. Vomitted like 3 times, gross sia. Haha, but now's just a slight fever. After eating some food and taking some medicine. Thank god. Hopefully I'll fully recover after I wake up. Heh. Was suppose to follow Syahkir and the guys out, but damn the fever. Hah. Oh, then bro said I was just faking sick, sakit setengah jalan. Hahahaha. 'Cause I was feeling better at night. Pfft. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm... I heard mom said we're gonna go kampung during Hari Raya Haji..? When is it? Hahah. Ok, I want to sleep already. Tired sia. Goodnight! Oh oh oh, "TiK ToK" by KE$HA is so addictive. Hahahaha. K bye!&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/3950778822925924021-6723465604711176870?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6723465604711176870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-never-had-time-because-you-move-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6723465604711176870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6723465604711176870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-never-had-time-because-you-move-too.html' title='You never had the time because you move too slow.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SwGS6f5uZUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5J39DshLCao/s72-c/IMG_0141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7080384473228662627</id><published>2009-11-13T03:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T03:45:51.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tik tok'/><title type='text'>No, the party don't start til' I walk in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing's gonna bring me down. For these few days at least, I'm sure. I'm gonna be happy and carefree so fuck yourselves if you wanna try to bring me down. :D I wouldn't bother about any of you right now. Because I've got friends and family by my side always. So fuck your fucking selves, haters. Have a good day ahead. Lots of luvvvv. \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* And to whoever that's trying to impersonate me at Tagged, fuck your fucking mother suckaaa. Get yourself a fucking life and yeah, be your fucking self bitch. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagged.com/profile.html?view=mini&amp;amp;uid=5431015389&amp;amp;browsebar=1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; account is &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; mine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mine's &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://tagged.com/fazzyyy"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Both the "this" are clickable) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Take care bitches, love you all! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7080384473228662627?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7080384473228662627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-party-dont-start-til-i-walk-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7080384473228662627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7080384473228662627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-party-dont-start-til-i-walk-in.html' title='No, the party don&apos;t start til&apos; I walk in.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5516707366643301646</id><published>2009-11-11T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T01:05:56.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad romanc'/><title type='text'>It's not faith if you use your eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvrjscXmvRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1TX9PHbeYrI/s1600-h/IMG_0461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402881055653281042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvrjscXmvRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1TX9PHbeYrI/s320/IMG_0461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello! Sorry for not blogging. And to whoever that's wondering about my previous post, it's really nothing. Just some conflict with a "friend", but to hell with it. You know who you are and just get the fuck out of my life, thank you very much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, yesterday.., went to Johor with mom and dad after maghrib, with Fazri too, of course. Went to Southern City Giant first, then to Pandan City. Shop, shop. Bought a green Ray Ban Wayfarer shades and a green Adidas watch. Heheee (Y) Home afterwards, reached around 1 AM +++.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today.., slacked at home in the day. Entertained Fazri. Naughty kid, he spit on my food. Hurr. Then in the evening, went out with my new baby. Followed big brother and Khai Tamp skate at Central, mainly to snap pictures of them skating. Pretty cool and fun! :D Haha, Crisleen dropped by for awhile too. :&gt; So, snapsnapsnap, took videos too. Gotta say that the video quality is damn good. HAH. Love my baby! xD Hahaha. Oh, Khai Tamp funny. He want to snap a picture, he'll go by saying "Setengah, picit!" instead of "1, 2, 3". Hahahahaha. So then head home around 9:30PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So now, I'm currently just chatting with lotsa people. Initially wanted to ask Lisa to lepak tomorrow, but she's going out. So yeah, I'm left with nothing to do but stay home, as usual. Boring shit. Who wanna go out with meeee? :'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;C Worst come to worst, maybe I'll just go to grandma's place. Haha. Will be catching the movie "2012" with Mardy on Friday. Hope the plan goes well. If not I'll be dead bored. Hahaaaa. Mom's planning to go to Marina Barrage along with my Makciks on Saturday, but that's so not confirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;OH yeah, I cut a piece of my old t-shirt last night. Turned out cool yo! Like spider web-ish. Haha. Was inspired by Adam Saaks of Ed Hardy and of course my dear cousin Mardiana. Hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I56PUIetohU&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/I56PUIetohU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cool right! Hahaha. K bye!&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/3950778822925924021-5516707366643301646?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5516707366643301646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-not-faith-if-you-use-your-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5516707366643301646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5516707366643301646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-not-faith-if-you-use-your-eyes.html' title='It&apos;s not faith if you use your eyes.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvrjscXmvRI/AAAAAAAAAPw/1TX9PHbeYrI/s72-c/IMG_0461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3313471338617647223</id><published>2009-11-10T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:27:28.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool and unusual punishment'/><title type='text'>I'm not the kind designed for the kind-hearted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't feel like blogging today, but here's the link to the pictures at Pasir Ris Park with brother. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2036236&amp;amp;id=1526515577&amp;amp;l=a9af6683ff"&gt;Click!&lt;/a&gt; Facebook failed to upload some pictures, and it also have a limit of only 200 pictures. There's more actually. Alright, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;- I think you're really fucking mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;- You both mean fucken shit to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Frankly I fucking think you suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;- Fuck you and your stuck-up bitch.&lt;br /&gt;- I fucking don't care what you think.&lt;br /&gt;- It's not fucken fair.&lt;br /&gt;- You're fucking nothing.&lt;br /&gt;- Not fucken needed anymore.&lt;br /&gt;- Fuck off ~&lt;br /&gt;- Good fucking luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-3313471338617647223?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3313471338617647223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-not-kind-designed-for-kind-hearted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3313471338617647223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3313471338617647223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-not-kind-designed-for-kind-hearted.html' title='I&apos;m not the kind designed for the kind-hearted.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-6974269227001476200</id><published>2009-11-08T21:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:42:34.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy kid'/><title type='text'>Six feet under the stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvbJktuWaaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/n4me-k69AO8/s1600-h/IMG_0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvbJktuWaaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/n4me-k69AO8/s320/IMG_0455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401726435663964578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hihihihihihihihihihihihihihihihi omg hiiiiiiiiii!!! Hehehehehehe I'mma happy kid! Wanna know whywhywhy??? Dearest Dadddddy bought me the DSLR camera I've wanted yesterday! - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Canon EOS 500D!&lt;/span&gt; (Y)(Y)(Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvbQW_lyCVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/5GRTiKpnSTc/s1600-h/3385997352_0a3116bd2f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvbQW_lyCVI/AAAAAAAAAPo/5GRTiKpnSTc/s320/3385997352_0a3116bd2f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401733896523090258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hehehehehe I swear the camera's awesome! He's my new baby! (Ali jealous) :P Hohoho. K so yesterday.., went out with family as soon as dad reached home from work. Big brother didn't follow, he was sleeping the whole day, due to work the night before. So yeah, headed to Sim Lim Square. Asked around, then finally bought my Canon EOS 500D Kit at this shop called "The Song Brothers" or something like that... Hehehehe hugged and kissed mom and dad! :DDD Hoho, after that, walked around then head to Bedok's Sheng Siong and followed mom to do some groceries. Changi Village right after, queued for the nasi lemak then home. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sososososo today... Went out to Pasir Ris Park with big brother. Mainly to test out my DSLR on some random things. Yeah, took seriously lots of random shots. Hahaha funfun. Eventhough there were only the two of us. Haha. Saw brother's friends while we were there. So after that, bused home but bro went to meet his friends instead. Oh, and..! The first picture up thereee.., was taken by me ok! Nice right? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrr fuck lah. Facebook and Blogger is like failing on me!!! Why cannot upload pictures?!?! Pffffftz. I know you jealous of my EOS 500D, but at least upload my pictures? Ah, whateverrrrrr. I'll post some pictures in the next post or something. K till here, bye!&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/3950778822925924021-6974269227001476200?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6974269227001476200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/six-feet-under-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6974269227001476200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6974269227001476200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/six-feet-under-stars.html' title='Six feet under the stars.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvbJktuWaaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/n4me-k69AO8/s72-c/IMG_0455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-805713744768353871</id><published>2009-11-06T20:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T20:59:58.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrical lies'/><title type='text'>You want to be dressed in poetry, but imagery doesn't fit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvQZoyZZY-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZSLLN5jreAs/s1600-h/Open__er_Smoker__by_polish_girl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvQZoyZZY-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZSLLN5jreAs/s320/Open__er_Smoker__by_polish_girl.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400970041637823458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Short post here... But before anything..,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy 16th Birthday Faez! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My song-sharing buddy. Haha, chat soon horrrr, miss you sia. M.I.A for so long! Hurr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soooo today.., Plain boring. Woke up around 12.., siap-ed and all, met up with mom at Tampines MRT station. Go shop around Tampines 1 and Tampines Mall for a bit, then head to grandma's place to fetch Fazri. Home right after. Fazri is very cute, we're all wondering what is "Cucuman" he kept saying. So adorable ohmygodddd. Hahaha I love him very much. Oh, and he calls me just by my name sometimes.. Without the "Kakak". Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm currently chatting with Harits, Faliq and Hafiz. Haha, so bored. Dad's been busy with work lately. Always going home late. Grr, I wanna go out with him. Haha. I'm going to get a Canon 500D someday soon. Well hopefully. Heheheeee :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, as said, short post. So I'll end here, toodles~! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/3950778822925924021-805713744768353871?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/805713744768353871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-want-to-be-dressed-in-poetry-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/805713744768353871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/805713744768353871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-want-to-be-dressed-in-poetry-but.html' title='You want to be dressed in poetry, but imagery doesn&apos;t fit.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvQZoyZZY-I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ZSLLN5jreAs/s72-c/Open__er_Smoker__by_polish_girl.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3814460671403524670</id><published>2009-11-05T23:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T01:04:36.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breathe'/><title type='text'>Sometimes, baby, you just assume too much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvLx483FkjI/AAAAAAAAAPI/O0wY2S7hiT0/s1600-h/Paramore_II_by_chaosmo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400644863882793522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvLx483FkjI/AAAAAAAAAPI/O0wY2S7hiT0/s320/Paramore_II_by_chaosmo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before it's 12 AM,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 12th Birthday 'Aisyah darling! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good luck upon receiving your PSLE results, love you always! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ok hellowzx! Give me Hayley Williams' hair please. Grrrrr. Heheho. Sooooo, today.. I woke up early (WOW) :DDDD I even made breakfast for myself! Heeee. So head to school to check for our classes and subject combinations. I got 3E5, Art yo! Exactly what I wanted. Teng's with me, but she's gonna appeal for another class. Hah. Oh, I realised that there'll be like a looot of Malays in my class next year. Quite a lot ah if I'm not wrong. Hehhh. So after all that, head to Loyang Point, bought bubble tea then head to 7-Eleven and sat under the block. It was raining heavily. Wait and wait, the rain didn't slow down a single bit, so we just walked in the rain. Got ourselves drenched from head to toe! Hahaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I simply just stayed home the whole day, enjoying the cooling weather. Dyed my hair Reddish-brown. Turned out &lt;strong&gt;brownnnn&lt;/strong&gt; lah, not even a bit of red tone. Haaah, grr. Sooooo nothing much.., eat, computer, TV, nap. Until mom got home, went to Central with her along with Fazri. Bought bubble tea. Then went to the Value Dollar shop or something like that.. Saw this hothothot dude. Heeehhh. He was like playing with Fazri. Hahaa. Then head to Shop &amp;amp; Save, saw him again. Haha. And something funny happened, but what a waste too. Don't wanna say it here, later Faliq scold. :P Ask me if you wanna know. Hoho. Okay, so head home.. Mom "swit" at brother and his friends skating at the Multi-purpose Hall. Funny, Khai Tamp was like "Hi mother-in-law!!!", and mom was like "Hey son-in-law!!!". Always sia, as though I'm his girlfriend like that. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So nowwww, I'm currently just chatting with some peeps. :D Oh oh oh, I want to watch the movie "2012"!!! Like interesting. Heheee. And "Paranormal Activity" seems fun... Heh, is it like age-rated or something? If not, I wanna watchieeee. Hoho. Andand, of course, "New Moon". :P Watch it with me kay anybody! Hahaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ohhh, my dad funny. His message tone was "Starstrukk" by 3OH!3... I heard, then I was like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*translates..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me :&lt;/strong&gt; Wah Ba, you use this song?! HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad :&lt;/strong&gt; Of course lah, your father cool what. You think only you and your brother ah, know these songs?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me :&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahahaha don't action ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad :&lt;/strong&gt; What song is this ah? *Blur face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA so cute sia! ^^ Hoho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okaaaay, I shall sign off now. I'm getting restless, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;Haikel&lt;/strong&gt;, get well soon! Recover quick kay, so can belanja me. Hahahaha just kidding :D Take care buddy! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Breathe for love tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'cause there's no hope for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-3814460671403524670?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3814460671403524670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-baby-you-just-assume-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3814460671403524670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3814460671403524670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-baby-you-just-assume-too-much.html' title='Sometimes, baby, you just assume too much.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvLx483FkjI/AAAAAAAAAPI/O0wY2S7hiT0/s72-c/Paramore_II_by_chaosmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5672112108573144920</id><published>2009-11-04T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:51:32.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone tonight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>So get up or lie down, 'cause either way we're making out tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvGF1CAM4_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/0FDe1G9crtI/s1600-h/Happy_Pills_by_h_o_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvGF1CAM4_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/0FDe1G9crtI/s320/Happy_Pills_by_h_o_p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400244574311212018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Helllllllllooooo! Hoh :D Today was just plain boring. Sooo, went out with mom and Fazri. Out to Bedok mainly just to collect our spectacles. I somehow like mine. :P Haha. Ate at KFC before collecting. After that jalan-jalan for awhile, thought of going to Nenek's house, but nobody answered the call so head home instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I'm currently just chatting and listening to some music. :&gt; Oh geez, there's school tomorrow. Anybody knows what time we're supposed to be therrrre? PM or buzz me aight!! Heh :S And anybody wants to go out with me tomorrowww? :&lt; Heheeee I'm so lifeless, so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, 'Aisyah dearest's birthday is tomorrow. What to get, what to get? And Faez's birthday is the day after if I'm not wrong? Ahahh. Geez. I got money waiting to be spent on, while lotsa people I know are like lacking and/or in need of money. Heh :l&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES.. To you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;motherfucker&lt;/span&gt;. Stop acting like some kind of lunatic, please. It's so ridiculous how I ever trusted you for a friend. I'd be downright stupid if I were to trust you now. You're just some bloody sycophant, good enough I was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nice to you eh. Realising the truth about you and your supercilious attitude absolutely enraged and somehow disappoints me a hell lot. What the hell were you thinking?! No surprise lah, about all those problems you faced and talked to me about. Fuck you and your worthless shits, dude. Don't bother trying to apologize, well, that's if you even got the cheek to face me. Fucking deceiver, what a liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allysha&lt;/span&gt; darling, don't get too downcast about the whole incident okay? Just let them be, we know they'll realise it someday. Maybe it was just their fate. I'm sure everything will be alright. Cheer up kay d? Faliq and I are here for you, call us up anytime :&gt; Love you!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhh... I think that's about it. Take care, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"If you lie, you don't deserve to have friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you lie, you don't deserve to have them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3950778822925924021-5672112108573144920?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5672112108573144920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-get-up-or-lie-down-cause-either-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5672112108573144920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5672112108573144920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-get-up-or-lie-down-cause-either-way.html' title='So get up or lie down, &apos;cause either way we&apos;re making out tonight.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvGF1CAM4_I/AAAAAAAAAPA/0FDe1G9crtI/s72-c/Happy_Pills_by_h_o_p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4032210017655907878</id><published>2009-11-03T19:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:26:58.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we&apos;re teenagers'/><title type='text'>10th..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvAYFVzWpfI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_Kz8nO-rq64/s1600-h/l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvAYFVzWpfI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_Kz8nO-rq64/s320/l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399842433248175602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello :&gt; Didn't go out at all today. Spent the whole day online with this lappy. No life, I know. Haaah :S Zaki wanted to go for movies, but he got no money. (-.-) Haha, then decided to lepak. But I didn't join them 'cause there weren't any girls. Aw :&lt; So I just stayed home and rot. Pff. Was supposed to go collect mine and mom's new spectacles at Bedok today, but we were both too lazy to step out of the house, so yeah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are very boring for me. Geez, somebody ask me out please. As in, just go out with me. Hahaaa. Outings pleaseeeeee. Grr. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells, I'm currently just chatting with people and browsing through old song's playlists. Boringgggggg. Ohhhh, brother's birthday coming soon. What to get, what to get? Hahaaa. But actually there are many more people's birthdays that are earlier than his', as in this November. Haha, gotta get prezzzzies! :D Brrrr, and today's 3rd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Geez, I miss a lot of people.. I miss&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nazirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Haikel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Allysha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Faliq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Aisha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Hafiz &amp;amp; gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Shafiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Lizda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Huey Teng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Kylin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt; Budak 185&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ahhhh, I'll just end here I guess. So bye! Take care :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; To dearest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Oscar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, cheer up okay! Relax abit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"I used to sit and talk with you, it felt so right, sleeping all day, staying up all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;There's a piece of you that's here with me, it's everywhere I go, it's everything I see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by.., I can make believe that you're here tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I told you that this was goodbye, you were begging me not tonight. Not here, not now.&lt;br /&gt;We're looking up at the same night sky, &amp;amp; keep pretending the sun will not rise.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together for one more night..,&lt;br /&gt;somewhere, somehow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yellowcard's Ocean Avenue for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-4032210017655907878?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4032210017655907878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/10th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4032210017655907878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4032210017655907878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/10th.html' title='10th..?'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SvAYFVzWpfI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_Kz8nO-rq64/s72-c/l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-1347364895271979633</id><published>2009-11-03T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T03:42:00.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tell me if i&apos;m wrong or right'/><title type='text'>Talk to me, I'm torn. I could get lost in a voice like yours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Su8GFfotjrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/UCC52X5-pfQ/s1600-h/No_Brakes_by_Gabri_elle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 214px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399541169701883570" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Su8GFfotjrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/UCC52X5-pfQ/s320/No_Brakes_by_Gabri_elle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello! Short post here. So basically today, just stayed home during the day and went out with mom to White Sands for awhile after maghrib. Shopped for make-up stuffs. Bought my foundation and hair dye. :P Ho yeah, I'm dying my hair red. :D But not too bright ah. Oh, and I also bought this eyeshadow palette. (Y) Haha. Mom bought her stuffs, then home right after. Yeah, boring I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Soooo, tomorrow's picnic plan with Budak 185 was cancelled.., postponed to some other day instead. Yeah, but Zaki doesn't want to stay home, so most likely will just go lepak with him. Only Faiz and Lisa confirmed I think? Haha, so kecoh lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, I'm just chatting. Nothing much so bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No one knows you like I do,&lt;br /&gt;They don't see you like I do, baby.&lt;br /&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/3950778822925924021-1347364895271979633?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1347364895271979633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/talk-to-me-im-torn-i-could-get-lost-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1347364895271979633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1347364895271979633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/talk-to-me-im-torn-i-could-get-lost-in.html' title='Talk to me, I&apos;m torn. I could get lost in a voice like yours.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Su8GFfotjrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/UCC52X5-pfQ/s72-c/No_Brakes_by_Gabri_elle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4516715102407838053</id><published>2009-11-02T01:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:33:33.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newport living'/><title type='text'>You are a sell out but you couldn't even do that right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Su3KxbuC3QI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1C8zFzTu5Z8/s1600-h/Paris_by_crossedcontrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Su3KxbuC3QI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1C8zFzTu5Z8/s320/Paris_by_crossedcontrol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399194478890376450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyyyyy. Hoho, I'm pretty tired and throat hurts due to too much screamings. 3 nights out straight. Sooo, last Friday, Halloween at Escape with some of my classmates. Total blast :D Haha, had a great screaaam. The ghosts damn scaryyy, butbut MY vampire really hot siaaaa! Look like Edward Cullen from Twilight. Hahahaha! Thennn, Saturday, Halloween at Escape again with Mardyyyy :D Tag along with Syahkir, Luqman and Hafizz there. So, just now, Sunday.., out with family. Ate at Banquet then went to Plaza Sing. Bedok next, then hit the MacD's drive-thru at East Coast right after. Oh yeah, watched Wujud 3 with mom and bro just now. Scarrrryyy~! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, so tomorrow (or more like later), most likely gonna go out with mom pulak. Then Tuesday, picnic with Budak 185.. :&gt; Kayyyy, now I'm just chatting with Haikal, Haziq, Imraan and brother's friend. Hahaaaaa. Nothing else now, so bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Everyone's a let down,&lt;br /&gt;It just depends on how far down they can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-4516715102407838053?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4516715102407838053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/teasing-to-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4516715102407838053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4516715102407838053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/11/teasing-to-please.html' title='You are a sell out but you couldn&apos;t even do that right.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Su3KxbuC3QI/AAAAAAAAAOo/1C8zFzTu5Z8/s72-c/Paris_by_crossedcontrol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5940067171552221837</id><published>2009-10-30T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:48:08.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasted wasting time'/><title type='text'>You talk for hours but you're wasting lines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuqIBC1ZNKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FC8yd5QbwNI/s1600-h/In_your_heart_by_Soyismyhomeboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuqIBC1ZNKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FC8yd5QbwNI/s320/In_your_heart_by_Soyismyhomeboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398276654879028386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Promoted to Sec 3 Express! :DDD Yey me. Hahaaa. School was great. Continued watching Drag Me To Hell during English and did blahlah during CME, watched PonyoPonyo or whatever it is during Geography. Haaah. So after recess, two form teacher periods. Did some students' survey, then issue of report books. No surprise 'cause we've seen the copy before. :&gt; Hoho. Then snapped few class shots. The third pic when Chang joined us, we randomly called the people outside who was walking by to help us snap the picture. And it apparently was Yuzhi. Hahahahaha. So then dismissed. Hugged everybody :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm currently just chatting, texting and phone conferencing with Faliq along with Izan. Haha, kecoh nak mampus. Cannot differentiate their voices sia. They keep pretending to be one another and purposely make me confused. Hahaha, pfft. Geez, I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, most likely I will be going to Escape Themepark tonight for the Halloween thingy. Will see who's going first ah. Heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuqWVQ4DPyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XevwQtnEOoE/s1600-h/P301009_12.20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuqWVQ4DPyI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XevwQtnEOoE/s320/P301009_12.20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398292395408441122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2E2 'o9 (L)(L)(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuqWVNYdf4I/AAAAAAAAAOY/e5lD_aAN8Gk/s1600-h/P301009_12.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuqWVNYdf4I/AAAAAAAAAOY/e5lD_aAN8Gk/s320/P301009_12.21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398292394470637442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;With Chang. -Credits to Yuzhi. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here then, take care :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* To Auntie Irene's son,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; baby Yanis Yromuel, may you Rest In Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/3950778822925924021-5940067171552221837?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5940067171552221837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-talk-for-hours-but-youre-wasting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5940067171552221837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5940067171552221837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-talk-for-hours-but-youre-wasting.html' title='You talk for hours but you&apos;re wasting lines.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuqIBC1ZNKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FC8yd5QbwNI/s72-c/In_your_heart_by_Soyismyhomeboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-6545602734967434817</id><published>2009-10-29T14:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:26:50.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makes me wonder'/><title type='text'>Miss you, love you. (But not as much)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Suk6IPYpP6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/WS5SSk1MLus/s1600-h/Shot_You_by_KalebMinau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Suk6IPYpP6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/WS5SSk1MLus/s320/Shot_You_by_KalebMinau.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397909541623512994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey! Sorry for not blogging for quite some time. Heh. Sooooo, on Monday.., just went out with Lisa to Bugis, and then hang out at her house for awhile. Met with Haikel and his friends while on my way back, to switch back our phone casing. Saw Haziq for the first time. Hahaaa :D Thennn, Tuesday.., went to the Sungei Buloh eco-trekking thingy. Walked around and did some presentation. My group consisted of Siyinn, Nicole, Syahkir, Hafizz and myself. We called ourselves "Anything Lah" A.K.A "MATskippers". We drew all the mudskippers with floating caps, shades and stuffs. Hahaha, and suprisingly our "anyhow" work was great and we won a badge as the prize. -.- Hahaaa. Then Wednesday, or yesterday.., ditched school. They had the sports carnival thingy at Temasek Poly/ Bedok Reservoir. Haaah, I went to Malaysia. Escaped from running. Heeeeho :P Guess what. When I reached back at Singapore, I receive 40+ text messages wtf. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, nothing much. School was pretty much a waste of time, every lessons were free periods. Submitted the class option slip. Picked subject combination I (Art) as first choice. Followed by all the POA and D&amp;amp;T classes. I want Art, I don't care. Hahaaaaaa. So played Taboo or something with Felicia and gang during PW. Funnnnn hahaha. Then watched Drag Me To Hell during English. Haha. After recess, slept for 1 period or so.. Then slacked with the guys, since Lizda and Siyinn went to walk around the school. Matthew very crap lah, haha. We imagined how Matthew will look like if he were to become a lifeguard. Confirm sit up there damn noisy. Hahaha, then he couldn't pronounce "dildo" and "child" properly lah. His "child" was like "twelve" and his "dildo" was like "didelo" hahahahaha funny shit. Talked about armpits and shaving legs, wth hahaaa. So then dismissed, accompanied Kylin to Central to get her contacts solution. Bought our bubbletea then homeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm currently just chatting and on the phone with this matrepppp, Aliff. HAHA. :PPP Kay fake, nanti mat tu tak happy. Hahahaha. Okok, sooooo tomorrow's the last day of school. Gonna miss everybody from 2E2 '09, two whole years with you guys were memorable :D Love you guys! (L) Welllll, I'm pretty contented with my results, since we've got back a copy of our result slips on Tuesday. Dad's gonna get me either an iTouch, DSLR or anything i waaaaaaaant since my results were satisfying enough :DDDDD (Y)(Y)(Y) Hohoho. Okay, Fazri just woke up and I want to entertain my kepo brother. Bye! But wait, I just thought of sharing this quite old song I found, while browsing my music. I think I can pretty much relate to it.. Here's the video/song/lyrics of "I Wanted You", untuk siapa-siapa yang terasa okay. ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/qSB8q95BRa0&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/qSB8q95BRa0&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 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'll always remember how we came close to being what I wanted to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faliq, Anna, Shafiq&lt;/span&gt; who are their having fever and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syed Ali&lt;/span&gt; who is having his chicken pox, get well soon dearests :D Recover quick alright, rest well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-6545602734967434817?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6545602734967434817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/miss-you-love-you-but-not-as-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6545602734967434817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6545602734967434817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/miss-you-love-you-but-not-as-much.html' title='Miss you, love you. (But not as much)'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Suk6IPYpP6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/WS5SSk1MLus/s72-c/Shot_You_by_KalebMinau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8872041595383367852</id><published>2009-10-26T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:23:06.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ameliorate :)'/><title type='text'>Catch me up on getting out of here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuT_NGq29DI/AAAAAAAAANg/Ael0HRLqwg8/s1600-h/plastercine_emotions_photo_by_black_rider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuT_NGq29DI/AAAAAAAAANg/Ael0HRLqwg8/s320/plastercine_emotions_photo_by_black_rider.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396718854090454066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School was absolutely a waste of my fucking time. Spent only about an hour there? Pfft. So they just talked about the subject combination thing and gave up the green slips. Then dismissed. Hah. Oh yeah, something funny happened when we wanted to assemble in the morning... There were like shit at some parts of the quadrangle. Damn kecoh, the most was at 2E3's class. Then Sufi touched it. Funny like hell. Hahahaha, after that also got one guy from their class stepped on it. Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay so now, I'm currently just chatting and watching MTV. Anddd, waiting for Lisa to text me. Haha, okey I've got nothing else sooooooooooooooooooooo bye!&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/3950778822925924021-8872041595383367852?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8872041595383367852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/catch-me-up-on-getting-out-of-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8872041595383367852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8872041595383367852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/catch-me-up-on-getting-out-of-here.html' title='Catch me up on getting out of here.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuT_NGq29DI/AAAAAAAAANg/Ael0HRLqwg8/s72-c/plastercine_emotions_photo_by_black_rider.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4750704021892721877</id><published>2009-10-26T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:45:45.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sycophant -.-'/><title type='text'>You love me, you like her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuR5nktcygI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Wh0z7vpguCk/s1600-h/PS_I_Love_You_by_pinkparis1233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396571974272862722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuR5nktcygI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Wh0z7vpguCk/s320/PS_I_Love_You_by_pinkparis1233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Puh, haven't got the time to update for quite some time. So, I've been kind of busy lately? Not quite but more to &lt;em&gt;lazyyy~ &lt;/em&gt;Heeeh :D Nothing much happened these few days. Friday; Went out with mom during the day, and out to Changi beach with relatives at night - our Satay cravings since Hari Raya. Haha, quite a blast (Y) Saturday; Went to Expo with family, followed by Labrador Park and lots more places. Then today... Just stayed home, after maghrib like that, went to follow mom and dad, along with Fazri to Bedok to get some groceries. Sorry Haikel and Imraan, couldn't lepak with you guys. Next time alright :D Anddd sorry Faliq, couldn't go to your little barbeque. Later I'll belanja you for sure k! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, update on results... I passed pretty much all the subjects, aside from Maths. :S Hoho, I'm kind of scared about the overall grades, and all those promotion thingy. Hah. So tomorrow's Moderation day, everyone has no school except the Sec 2s. Pfft. We have this subject combination briefing thing... -.- Ah wells. Gonna go out on a date with Lisa tomorrow. :P Haha. Supposingly, we're gonna catch a movie with the girls. But plan failed, most of them couldn't make it. So most likely will just go shopping with Lisa (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okey, I shall end here. Gotta catch up with sleep :&lt;, slept at 3+ AM last night, talked otp and webcam-ed with this Syairi guy.. He's been on my MSN's friend list for quite some time, and I only got to know him last night. Haha, nice knowing ya! :&gt; K bye, 'nights! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-4750704021892721877?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4750704021892721877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-love-me-you-like-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4750704021892721877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4750704021892721877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-love-me-you-like-her.html' title='You love me, you like her.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SuR5nktcygI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Wh0z7vpguCk/s72-c/PS_I_Love_You_by_pinkparis1233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-957737978386637724</id><published>2009-10-19T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:57:37.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick fix'/><title type='text'>I thought I'd never see the day when you smile at me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/StxaZ-G7L1I/AAAAAAAAANA/5cZQvcrqjkE/s1600-h/Show_Me_a_Magic_Trick__by_pure_krypton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/StxaZ-G7L1I/AAAAAAAAANA/5cZQvcrqjkE/s320/Show_Me_a_Magic_Trick__by_pure_krypton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394285855898283858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello there :&gt; Sorry for not blogging eh Faliq! -.- Haha. Soooooo, no school today. Texted Lisa, then met her for awhile, at 3. Went to her block, head to 7-Eleven, saw Faris and Fahmi. Bought our Slurpee and my food :P Hoho. Then sat around 184 or something.. After that sat under Faiz S's block, went to One Stop and bought food. Hahahaha. Sat at 191 then head to the bustop at 5:15 PM like that. Lisa sent me until the traffic, bid goodbye. Went to grandma's place, played with Fazri :&gt; Oh, saw Faliq and his friends at Pasir Ris interchange. Took the MRT together and alighted at Tampines too. Haha, made friends with his friends. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh yeah, Farhan Shah didn't come my house on that Saturday :C Hahah, he had school or something if I did not hear wrongly. But his your brother and sister came. Ryan's cuuuute, Maisarah's gorgeous. Haha. So yesterday... Out with parents and Fazri. Went to the Mustafa sale or something. Haha, dad belanja-ed me my perfume. Bought stuffs then head to Ion at Orchard. Just walked around, step rich people only wanna go there. Hahaha. Ended up going to Far East. Shopped for my stuffs only :P Spent 50 bucks on only two items. Mom belanja-ed me this cool leggings for 20 bucks. Dad belanja-ed me the jacket I've wanted for 30 bucks. Heeeee thankyou very much :D Hoho, after that head to Kallang KFC. Ate there then home right after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nooow, I'm currently just chatting while texting Icha and watching tv. Booooored. School tomorrow, I'm afraid if we're gonna get results tomorrow. :S Ah well, just hope I did well. Heh. Ohhhhhhhhh, now there's TWO annoying people bugging my life. Just that, one's good-looking and the other's not. Nyahah, pff. K bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;P.s, Allysha, cheer up alright honey. You know you've got us. We know you're going through a hard time, but don't let those three bring you down and ruin everything okay, d? Call us up anytime. Love you lots d! :D Movies soon eh? ;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just give up the game and get into me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I do no hook up. I go slow, I fall deep.&lt;br /&gt;So if you want me, I don't come cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your hand in my hand, your heart on you sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;The more that you try, the harder I'll fight to say goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-957737978386637724?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/957737978386637724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-thought-id-never-see-day-when-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/957737978386637724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/957737978386637724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-thought-id-never-see-day-when-you.html' title='I thought I&apos;d never see the day when you smile at me.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/StxaZ-G7L1I/AAAAAAAAANA/5cZQvcrqjkE/s72-c/Show_Me_a_Magic_Trick__by_pure_krypton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3395480021791557723</id><published>2009-10-17T14:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:59:28.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I missed you'/><title type='text'>I'm half as good as it gets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stlm4iZbduI/AAAAAAAAAMA/FIFpz-35VOE/s1600-h/happy_by_hippychick7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stlm4iZbduI/AAAAAAAAAMA/FIFpz-35VOE/s320/happy_by_hippychick7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393455150245050082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Helloweeeeee! :D Sososooo, yesterday went jalan raya with dearest "Budak 185" :D Kay, ex-wsps people to be specific. It was awesomeeeeee. Not everyone could turn up though, only 14 including me, if I'm not wrong. But ah well, I had loads of funnn. But the troublesome thing was that my kain was tight, so hard to walk. Hahahaaa. Then at night, Lisa, Filzah and Syahidah went back after Lina's house. Left only two girls, myself and Lina. Haha. So head to Zaki's place, Nasri and Ali went back. Left 7 people only. Head to Syazwan's then Acap's place. Home right after. Walked home, saw Abang Yus' family with Kak Shidah, Aisyah and Mak Leha. The others went to get the cars. So salam-ed then went up. Washed up and all, used the computer for awhile, then texted Ali till 3 AM. Hehe :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently just chilling and chatting with mom while watching tv and disturbing Fazri. Hohoho. Waiting for Farhan Shah to come my house. Hahahahaha :P Maybe gonna go shopping with family after they come ah. And speaking about shopping, gotta save up or or or use my raya money for shoppppppping with friends! Heheeeee. Who wanna go out with me? :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Pssssssssssst, I really miss Nazirahhhhhhh! Where are yoooouuuu, suddenly MIA from us :C Hahaha. Talk soon hor (L) Oh yeah, I have some pictures from yesterday's to end with. Pictures from my phone But only a little with the last few people, cause the rest are in Nasri's dslr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stl3-5gkA3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/TXD_O2o0hfI/s1600-h/P161009_16.28.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/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stl3-5gkA3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/TXD_O2o0hfI/s320/P161009_16.28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393473951225873266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stl3-Uf6TZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/F8S_v9t015M/s1600-h/16102009203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stl3-Uf6TZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/F8S_v9t015M/s320/16102009203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393473941291027858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stl3dIOTmhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_t2BO2QkkbE/s1600-h/P161009_22.42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stl3dIOTmhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_t2BO2QkkbE/s320/P161009_22.42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393473371060279826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stl3_FyJ4kI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PWLEXDhZVJ8/s1600-h/P161009_22.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stl3_FyJ4kI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PWLEXDhZVJ8/s320/P161009_22.08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393473954520883778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and yeah, I realised that most of my blog readers are guys. Haha! K done. Bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-3395480021791557723?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3395480021791557723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-half-as-good-as-it-gets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3395480021791557723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3395480021791557723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-half-as-good-as-it-gets.html' title='I&apos;m half as good as it gets.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Stlm4iZbduI/AAAAAAAAAMA/FIFpz-35VOE/s72-c/happy_by_hippychick7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-422521672074269873</id><published>2009-10-15T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T23:12:01.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happppppppppyyyy'/><title type='text'>She's triskaidekaphobia, whoa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/StcvRSBSIYI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uvhZxR_PsJI/s1600-h/lovers_by_selfhaircuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/StcvRSBSIYI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uvhZxR_PsJI/s320/lovers_by_selfhaircuts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392831052740960642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hihihihihihihihi loserzzzzzz! My exams are overrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! HAAAAH! Today was the last paper, yeehaaaa :D Sorry for not updating for quite some time, exam period as you can see. Busy bee :B So so so, to those who really want me to update, especially people like; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Oscar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Haikel&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Allysha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, here you go. Hahahaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happppyyyyyyyyy. Soooo nearly all the papers were okay, but Maths was a bummer. :S Hah. Had Art paper just now, slept v damn late last night just to do my prep work. -.- Had Haziq to chat with, sort of "accompanied" me eh. Hahah. So today after the paper, had this "Learning" journey to Marina Barrage along with 2E1. Mostly just took pictures, didn't quite pay attention :D Hahah. Head home right after, around 2 plus. Then some time around 4, Lisa called and asked if I could spare Amira 30 cents for her bus ride. So yeah, supposed to head down but they went up instead, since they wanted to use the toilet. Haha, then talk-talk with them for awhile. So siap-ed and head out with them. Salam-ed, head to Bugis to pass Allysha and Faliq some stuffs ;&gt; Hoho. Then bused to mom's work place, ate Mac's with her. Had a great laugh with mom (L) So head to grandma's place at Tampines to fetch Fazri. Then dad sent us home, and back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... Nothing much happened the past few days. Had been sleeping v late, like 3-4 AM. Study..? Haha. And I've been talking on the phone with people, especially &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haikel&lt;/span&gt; like almooost every night. Hahahaha. Oh, and I went to lepak with him on Tuesday, if I'm not wrong? Yeah, along with his friend, Imran. :&gt; While that, they taught me my Malay. Hoho, thank you v much :D Haikel took my Ezlink card and snapped a picture of it, pfft. Then blahblah, I merajuk-ed with them. Hahaha. Then he ended up deleting it :D Matin unexpectedly came some time later, then he joined us. Chat, share jokes, played Truth or Dare; v lame. Hahaha. Saw bro, Khai and Syafiq (sp?), skating. Salam-ed bro. Then blahblahhhh, head home. Had a great time. Haha. OHHHH YEAHHHHHHH, the night before we lepak if I'm not wrong... Talked otp with Haikel, thenthenthen, I simply just laughed to myself for no reason, well uh, for 15 minutes. Hahaha! xD He keep saying that I take laughing gas, pfft. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, yesterday's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;14th&lt;/span&gt;! Hahahahahahahaha! :PPPPPPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo, primary school friends planned to go jalan raya tomorrow. Will most likely go lah. Miss y'all loads yo. Butbutbut, feels weird eh? Cause raya like ending soon, then still wanna jalan. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm currently just chatting... Got nothing else to do or say.., bro wants to use lappy now, so yeah. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yeah, this part's for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Oscar&lt;/span&gt; - Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..., YOU ROCK! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;Anddddd, if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Nazirah&lt;/span&gt;'s reading this... I MISS YOOOOU :C Talk otp soon k!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha k done :P&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/3950778822925924021-422521672074269873?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/422521672074269873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/shes-triskaidekaphobia-whoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/422521672074269873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/422521672074269873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/shes-triskaidekaphobia-whoa.html' title='She&apos;s triskaidekaphobia, whoa.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/StcvRSBSIYI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uvhZxR_PsJI/s72-c/lovers_by_selfhaircuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-2921570262825057892</id><published>2009-10-09T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:28:30.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m just gonna live'/><title type='text'>We're teenagers, we don't know anything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ss818XHH-2I/AAAAAAAAALg/Feu29Et62DE/s1600-h/Smoking_kills_pretty_girls_by_Matt_Reutt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390586590098094946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ss818XHH-2I/AAAAAAAAALg/Feu29Et62DE/s320/Smoking_kills_pretty_girls_by_Matt_Reutt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyyaw! :D Sooooo, had Geography paper today. I'm contented, woots! 'Cause what I've studied for mostly was questioned, and yeah, I could answer without reluctant. Haha, just hope that they'll be right lah, if not then paiseh. Hahah. So then ended paper around 9:30 AM. Teng went for her D&amp;amp;T. Liz, Kim, Lin, Siyinn and myself went to Central to eat. Then bought my contacts, head home around 11 plus? Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reached home, took a nap. Woke up around 1 plus, then get ready for school - Science supplementary. Waited for Liz and Teng, reached class 45 minutes late. Haha. Did revision and all, until 5 plus? :S Matin/ Haziq ajak go lepak with them, but I was still in school, so didn't. Went to minimart for awhile after class, then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then I am currently just watching MTV - Paramore's making the video of "Ignorance". I want Hayley's hairrrrr D: Hahaha. Cool sia, me likey! Haha. Oh yeah, Haikel ajak me lepak with them also just now. He seriously wanted to belanja me bubbletea, when I was actually just kidding. Haha, couldn't go, cause mom didn't allow. Aw.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brrrr, Science paper next Monday. :S Scared ah. Kay whatever, for some reason I just feel very sleepy. Zzz. Pfft and I've got this big pimple on my cheek. :( Haha. K bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"I'm gonna go on living like I never met you.&lt;br /&gt;And it'll feel wrong at first but I think i can forget you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-2921570262825057892?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2921570262825057892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-teenagers-we-dont-know-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2921570262825057892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2921570262825057892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-teenagers-we-dont-know-anything.html' title='We&apos;re teenagers, we don&apos;t know anything.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ss818XHH-2I/AAAAAAAAALg/Feu29Et62DE/s72-c/Smoking_kills_pretty_girls_by_Matt_Reutt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7784987525255281375</id><published>2009-10-08T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:37:57.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='careful'/><title type='text'>Twisted up frown, disguised as a smile. Whoa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ss3X_DnttwI/AAAAAAAAALY/pzuTdo16XiA/s1600-h/Just_a_little_Awkward_by_Uncensored_Control.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ss3X_DnttwI/AAAAAAAAALY/pzuTdo16XiA/s320/Just_a_little_Awkward_by_Uncensored_Control.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390201807335962370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hello! :D Hmmmmmm, exams are on. English, Literature and Maths - Done. Maths was today, pfft kinda difficult :S So the day before English and Literature, studied with Zakiah at block 215. Brought lappy, haha. Webcam-ed, studied, chat. Yeah, luvvv her (L) Hoho, she's like my study buddy this exam periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just now, ended Maths paper around 10:15 AM, my girls went to E!hub, I think. Didn't follow, felt like sleeping. So went home, slept then Zaks woke me up around 1 or 2 PM. Siap-siap to go study with her, sekali I cannot find my Geography textbook. Wah stress sia, Zaks already under my block. So called her up first. Still can't find, called Lin to borrow her textbook, since she's doing History this term. So yeah, went to her block to get the book. Thank you vvvvvv much baby! :DDD Hoho. So took 3 and bused to White Sands. Bought our frappe then studied at McDonald's. Atiqah joined us. Then went to library, cause it was too cold. Haha, saw Iman, Luqman with some 2E3 peeps. :D Study, study, study. Atiqah went home first. Then after some work, we also decided to go. Took bus 3 back. Bid goodbye to Zaks (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't head home straight, went to 213, lepak-ed with Faez, Imraan, Matin and two of their friends for awhile. Talk talk talk. Kay most of the things they talked about, I didn't understand. Hmph. Haha. And like all of them know everything la. Hahaaa :S So around 7:20 PM like that, I made my way home. Bid goodbye. Few moments after I reached home, parents also came back. But they're off to Johor now. Yey, home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm currently just listening to Paramore's and chatting with some peeps. Oh and I found webcam pictures with bro during raya if I'm not wrong. While siap-ing and waiting for people to go. Haha. But shall upload it on another post next time la. Together with webcam pictures with Zakiah. Okay, I shall go continue studying. Geography paper tomorrow. Wish me luck! ;D K bye!&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/3950778822925924021-7784987525255281375?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7784987525255281375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/twisted-up-frown-disguised-as-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7784987525255281375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7784987525255281375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/twisted-up-frown-disguised-as-smile.html' title='Twisted up frown, disguised as a smile. Whoa.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ss3X_DnttwI/AAAAAAAAALY/pzuTdo16XiA/s72-c/Just_a_little_Awkward_by_Uncensored_Control.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3934941268238904904</id><published>2009-10-05T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T15:26:26.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just to come out the hero'/><title type='text'>We're taking shortcuts and false solutions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsoBKlAl95I/AAAAAAAAAKo/SliPIPe4wfE/s1600-h/PEACE_by_Rakkasons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsoBKlAl95I/AAAAAAAAAKo/SliPIPe4wfE/s320/PEACE_by_Rakkasons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389121185347139474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey there! School was okay today. Pretty mundane, but ah well. It's school, what can I expect. :S So Chang didn't come. He won't be around for the week if I'm not wrong? :D So started off with Silent Reading, followed by Science then Literature. Had this revisio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;n quiz thingy during Lit. So zzzz. -.- MT next then recess. Geography right after. Hahahahaha, they gave out this Science worksheet thingy. Dee and I just couldn't stop laughing for some reason. :S Hoho. So then three periods of Maths = free periods. Spent two periods on self-revision. Then one period just slacked around. Told some of them the jokes told by my relatives. Hahaha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ey liked the Police joke thingy. :P Kay then few minutes before dismissal, got abit "action" or "drama". Hahaha. Bernard and Douglas irritated Qi Wei. Then he got bloody pissed he like nearly picked up a fight, and, he broke the chair. Hahaaa. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsoPZSxGVxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/m4JyxYZkbYk/s1600-h/P051009_11.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsoPZSxGVxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/m4JyxYZkbYk/s320/P051009_11.05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389136831311140626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The picture Dee got so excited with. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Observe properly. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So then, after school went to the AVA Room for Geography extra class. Kylin went with us too. Hahaha, then we told Mdm Chang that she's Kimberly. She was like "I thought Kimberly didn't come?" Then Teng go say "Just now she take MC." Hahahaha, then she believe sia. :S Stupid. Matthew all along tried telling teacher that she is Kylin, not Kim. Hahaha, but she ignored. After class. then head home. Dee's boyfriend bought her kitten. So cuteee. I touched it hor! :P Hohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm just chatting. Nothing much, nothing else to say. Camwhored a abit just now. Let the pictures end this post. Bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ssrvp6H40XI/AAAAAAAAALI/IXnOx06h5cY/s1600-h/11111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ssrvp6H40XI/AAAAAAAAALI/IXnOx06h5cY/s320/11111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389383407358234994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsrvpdU2wUI/AAAAAAAAALA/AbkSUM40w3o/s1600-h/1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsrvpdU2wUI/AAAAAAAAALA/AbkSUM40w3o/s320/1111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389383399627997506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsrvpE_g5XI/AAAAAAAAAK4/n8xHiZTDcg4/s1600-h/111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsrvpE_g5XI/AAAAAAAAAK4/n8xHiZTDcg4/s320/111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389383393096033650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3950778822925924021-3934941268238904904?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3934941268238904904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-taking-shortcuts-and-false.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3934941268238904904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3934941268238904904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-taking-shortcuts-and-false.html' title='We&apos;re taking shortcuts and false solutions.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsoBKlAl95I/AAAAAAAAAKo/SliPIPe4wfE/s72-c/PEACE_by_Rakkasons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-1705319075127079591</id><published>2009-10-05T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:28:24.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't come any closer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don't make promises you know you can't keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and what more, you still expect me to trust you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Go and die.&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/3950778822925924021-1705319075127079591?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1705319075127079591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/wont-come-any-closer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1705319075127079591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1705319075127079591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/wont-come-any-closer.html' title='Won&apos;t come any closer.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3655773547799894668</id><published>2009-10-04T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:33:57.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn easy'/><title type='text'>Someday soon you'll get over me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsieAbId_DI/AAAAAAAAAKY/nq2k11t11FM/s1600-h/complications__by_stormyfebruary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsieAbId_DI/AAAAAAAAAKY/nq2k11t11FM/s320/complications__by_stormyfebruary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388730684269263922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hellooo. Ooooo, yesterday's the 3rd :O Heh.. :( Ah well, just stayed home yesterday afternoon. Aunt Kay and her daughter came over for Raya. Then after maghrib like that, dad came home.. Went jalan raya with Kak Shidah, Kak Muni and all again. Only 5 houses or so. Yep. Every house got food sia. Haha. So then, at this one house, Ibu's house if I'm not wrong.. Well that's what they call her. Hahaaa. :S Yeah, shared jokes and riddles with bro, Kak Muni, Abang Yus and Aisyah. Everybody shared some. Fun sia. I told them about the Airpork joke. And the Mickey Mouse one was super funny, eveybody was clueless and Kak Muni seriously doesn't wanna give up. Hahaa. So the last house was Kak Ani's place. Food there sedap giler. :P Hoho. So then reached home around midnight. Chat with Haikel for awhile then with Haziq, till 4 i guess? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so, today... Pretty much just stayed home. Study study study. Good girl right? Haha. Then around 7 plus, went to Central with bro. Bought bubble tea and bro's Oreo and my chocolate. :P Haha. Watched tv then dad's friends come. Well they're still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I'm currently just chatting and texting. I miss Naziraahhhhhhhh. Haha, since she went to Malaysia for the past two days. :B OH yeah, I cut my fringe to bangs. Heeeeeeeeeeee. Was too bored yesterday. Got itchy fingers so I went to cut it myself. Actually wanted to wait for bro and ask him to cut for me, but lambat sangat. Haha. :P Turned out okay la. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ssih2EYz-BI/AAAAAAAAAKg/A9ThGVU01fM/s1600-h/bangggs%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Ssih2EYz-BI/AAAAAAAAAKg/A9ThGVU01fM/s320/bangggs%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388734904411617298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heheeeee. Oh yeah, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Advanced Birthday to Faliq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; dearrrrrr&lt;/span&gt; (-.-) HAHA. :P And and, all the best to those seating for their N Levels tomorrow. Good Luck! (Y) Special mention to Haikel my awesome buddy :D Hehe, don't too stress k. You can do it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done. Bye!&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/3950778822925924021-3655773547799894668?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3655773547799894668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/someday-soon-youll-get-over-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3655773547799894668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3655773547799894668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/someday-soon-youll-get-over-me.html' title='Someday soon you&apos;ll get over me.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsieAbId_DI/AAAAAAAAAKY/nq2k11t11FM/s72-c/complications__by_stormyfebruary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7432886077676424424</id><published>2009-10-02T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:25:27.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looking up'/><title type='text'>I'm always wrong, but you're never right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsYIW1BpqLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/7oJ6IlcYCTk/s1600-h/parallelismi_by_V3Nr3VeNG3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsYIW1BpqLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/7oJ6IlcYCTk/s320/parallelismi_by_V3Nr3VeNG3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388003192479525042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heyyy. So school was okay. Started off with Silent Reading, Chang was being an ass, as usual. Teng, Liz, Nicole, Felicia and myself had to stand outside the classroom for awhile, just because we came up like few seconds later than the rest. -.- So then went in, had to do class duty as punishment. Stupid. Then while doing silent reading, they gave out class photos. Haha. So then blahblahblah, after English had HEY lesson. Did the Relationship Cheque thingy. Then Geog. After recess continued with English again. Dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to meet mom. At Bugis. So took bus 3 with Liz and Teng + Yuzhi. Played the Moron Test or something on Yuzhi's iTouch. Hahaha. So retarded, standing in the bus also can play, and made so much noise. Hahaa. Stopped at White Sands, hugged Liz then bid goodbye to Teng. Board the MRT, saw Icha and her friends at Simei there. Chat for abit. Then she alighted at Tanah Merah. So met mom, ate with her. Fetch Fazri afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am currently chatting and listening to music. Feel like cutting bangs. Maybe I will cut bangs. Hahaaaa. Don't know lah, should I? :S K dah, bye. Out of words already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Maybe letting go isn't a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to change,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes goodbye is the second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7432886077676424424?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7432886077676424424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-always-wrong-but-youre-never-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7432886077676424424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7432886077676424424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-always-wrong-but-youre-never-right.html' title='I&apos;m always wrong, but you&apos;re never right.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsYIW1BpqLI/AAAAAAAAAKI/7oJ6IlcYCTk/s72-c/parallelismi_by_V3Nr3VeNG3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-3660206376701515613</id><published>2009-10-01T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:58:28.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you bothered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Big, big &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;have a great life ahead.&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/3950778822925924021-3660206376701515613?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/3660206376701515613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-you-bothered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3660206376701515613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/3660206376701515613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-you-bothered.html' title='If you bothered.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7358751959194083790</id><published>2009-10-01T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:48:14.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><title type='text'>Lose to love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsSQ5ykhOcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TaqM9QB49OQ/s1600-h/I_didn__t_think_you_cared_by_ofia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsSQ5ykhOcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TaqM9QB49OQ/s320/I_didn__t_think_you_cared_by_ofia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387590376743844290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey yaw! :D Had English and MT Paper 1 just nowwww. English was managable. Malayyyy.. Haha, I think I wrote crapz :S Hoh, whatever. It's done. So ended school around 11:45 AM, but Chang delay delay delay. Then when dismissed, my girls followed me home to change and then went to Kylin's place for her to change and take her birth cert. Date with Linnnn :D Went to teman her go make her Ezlink card. The others wanted to go home, so yeah. Head to White Sands, at the interchange there. What a fucking long queue. So decided to go eat first, went to KFC. Then bought me lashes :D Lin bought, too! Haha. So went to queue at the place there. Still long. Saw Amirul and his friend I think? Haha. Halfway, Lin cannot tahan, so walked off. Pfft, slow sia. Haha. Then go library, read our favourite book eh? Horny already. Hahaha. "Will my penis drop?" HAHAHAHA! Kk, so after that. Head home. Oh yeah, supposingly wanted to lepak with Haikel, but cancelled. Aw haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently just chatting and on the phone with Faliq together with Icha. Faliq izzzz irritating :C Bully bully bully. Sad right? Haha whatever. I like Icha's way of saying "Go and die~!" Hahahahahaha cute sia. Fierce~ :P Haha. Hmm.. OH YEAH! I know how to play Kelsey by Metro Station on the keyboard already. Abit-abit only ah actually. Haha, but what the hell, at least i know how to. :P Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsSV1hotMNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8PKcmlK99Nk/s1600-h/P011009_18.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsSV1hotMNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8PKcmlK99Nk/s200/P011009_18.55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387595801036665042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hiiiiiii, I'm Miss Specty and my eye is red. :C Yes, my eye's red as you can see. Hahaaaaaaa. K, just showing off my eye. :P K bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Tonight, tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7358751959194083790?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7358751959194083790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/lose-to-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7358751959194083790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7358751959194083790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/10/lose-to-love.html' title='Lose to love.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsSQ5ykhOcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/TaqM9QB49OQ/s72-c/I_didn__t_think_you_cared_by_ofia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5586487490196018522</id><published>2009-09-30T18:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:54:59.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sorry'/><title type='text'>I'm getting bored waiting 'round for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM4B070D2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/n-b1fnpS-wc/s1600-h/With_Brand_New_Eyes_by_conesound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM4B070D2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/n-b1fnpS-wc/s320/With_Brand_New_Eyes_by_conesound.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387211183305789282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey there! So school was an okay today. Was sleepy as hell, during periods before recess. Pfft. Hahaa, slept around 2 plus in the morning last night. Talked on the phone with my two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; buddies. Haha :&gt; Very fun ah talk to them. Haikel and myself just couldn't stop arguing over every little things. HAH! Then imagined, if Haikel become Nazirah's girlfriend; He'll talk to himself everyday. Or Naz will just reply "okay". Hahahaha. Then if with me; Everyday argue. Hahaha. Kecoh sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay, began school today with Silent Reading. But no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; newspapers for Malay students today. Kay, then shift and arrange tables for exams tomorrow. Had Science right after. Dozed off way too many times. Hahaha, boring as hell. Luckily Mr Ng wasn't in class. Had MT next. Liz told me about that somebody. Shocking or what. Heh, I just hope you won't do anything way more foolish than that aye friend? We care for you, you've change. Good luck in life :&gt; Hoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So then had PE, played badminton. Wooh, fun! Hahahaha, couldn't stop laughing sia. Played with my girls, laughed til' stomach and cheeks hurt. Hoho. After recess, had Art. Those who didn't bring sketchbooks had to stay out of the class, for the girls. The guys had to squat up and down don't know how many times. Lol. Me and my girls brought ours, but purposely went out. :D Chit-chat outside, took pictures until English. So then do work, done. Dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went home straight right after school. Pfft, mom told me to. Actually need to accompany her to Polyclinic. Then I reached home, she said she's not going. -.- So then bathe and all. Napped around 2 plus until 4. Wooh, shiok. Hahaa. Then revised work for abit. Brr. English and MT Paper 1 tomorrow. Damn, so fast sia exam. Wish me luck for tomorrow! :P O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;h yeah, I shall upload just now's pictures here. As well as the pictures with my two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; buddies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM8kGCeXrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/a5THOOlkWqs/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM8kGCeXrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/a5THOOlkWqs/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387216170059194034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM8kTdYI8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/rDvavVrwjYU/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM8kTdYI8I/AAAAAAAAAI4/rDvavVrwjYU/s320/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387216173661692866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM8k3B_bqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yDw11lbmh18/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM8k3B_bqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/yDw11lbmh18/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387216183210503842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Monday, 28th. Awesome people \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM9muhJlkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1rFALJT0XeE/s1600-h/04-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM9muhJlkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1rFALJT0XeE/s320/04-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387217314796639810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM9YWJO6aI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Dqt-XtP3Rpc/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM9YWJO6aI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Dqt-XtP3Rpc/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387217067735706018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Today, Art \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kay, there they are. Haha. I'm currently just chatting and chilling to Paramore's Brand New Eyes. I'm so addicted to their songgggs. Favourite one is "Playing God". Maybe I shall put that song at my blog eh. Will try to find it right after this. Hoho. Then shall go memorize the formats for tomorrow's papers. Brrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yeah. If by any chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; happen to read this blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/klSB8c70CS/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/klSB8c70CS/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Save &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; sorry(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Won't you promise me tonight,&lt;br /&gt;If it's the last thing you do, you'll get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;K bye! :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/3950778822925924021-5586487490196018522?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5586487490196018522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-getting-bored-waiting-round-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5586487490196018522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5586487490196018522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-getting-bored-waiting-round-for-you.html' title='I&apos;m getting bored waiting &apos;round for you.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsM4B070D2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/n-b1fnpS-wc/s72-c/With_Brand_New_Eyes_by_conesound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4325295785337816175</id><published>2009-09-28T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:22:08.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no time'/><title type='text'>Brick by boring brick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsCWj7OfhrI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CY0J9b_0WMM/s1600-h/Mixed_feelings_________________by_panduka56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsCWj7OfhrI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CY0J9b_0WMM/s320/Mixed_feelings_________________by_panduka56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386470698273179314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyyyyy! :D Sorry for not updating. Attempted to blog the other day, but halfway through, bro wanted to use the lappy. So had to give in :S Haha, so today was pretty mundane during school. 3 periods of Maths -.- Well let me just briefly tell about what I've been up to the few days back. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, 25th, went to jalan raya with classmates. Well most of the muslims came. Had a rrrreal great time. Took lotsa pictures. I am still trying to upload them at Facebook. Have been trying to upload, but failed. Pfft. Hope now cannn :( Shall put the link if it's done. Haha, so got funny parts, Luqman's pants tore. HAHA! Then at Lizda's house, played this "game" yang tak menjadi. Everybody has to keep goddamn quiet. But, fail. Haha. So then walked and went home around midnight. Head to 7-Eleven before heading home. Funny sia, left myself, Lizda, Zakiah, Luqman, Hafizz and Syahkir. All damn tired already, start talking shit and stuffs. And we were being so lame about the "bbbuuushhhhh" thingy. HAHA. So then, reached home, nobody was home. Should've gone home laterrrr. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday, 26th, went out with family. Went to Mak Long and Pak Lang's house and all. Yeah, not much. Sunday, 27th, dad's friends came over. Then Mak Long together with Pak Lang came. Few moments later, Kak Enab's family came. They tak habis-habis tell Rizal or whatever that guy's name is, like, "Ah, ni Fazzera." Then smilesmile. Hahaaa. So then they went home. We siap-ed and went out with Mak Long and Pak Lang. Go visit relatives from mom's side. A lot the grandaunts and uncles. Met Mak Tam's family at the first house. Then blahblah, all jalan together. So then after the last house with them, my family head to Kak Shidah's house. For awhile only then head home, since it was late.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo today! Shall just skip the school part. After school, suppose wanted to go makan with my girls for awhile. Then I checked my phone, realized Naz and Haikel said to meet today instead. Pffftz. Hahahaha, last minute or what sia. Then called Haikel, blahblah.. Apologized to the girls. Head home for awhile, then head out to meet them at Tampines. Haikel kept rushing me to go out quick, ended up I was the first one to reach there. Hah! :B So met the both of them already. We asked Haikel where he wanted to go, and what he want lah. Since it was meant for his belated birthday. Hahahaa, he was stressed :P Then just jalan-jalan, Naz and I belanja-ed him Long John Silver. After that, walked around again. Went to Open Plaza for awhile. We bugged him to tell us what he want. Hahaaa, so ended up buying him this MYUK wallet. V cool you know. Haikel said it's cool because i said it first. Hahaha :P It has this Facebook, Blogger logos and all those internet stuffs printed on it. Yep, then went to library for awhile. After that, head to interchange, Naz went home. Then Haikel intended to lepak with Matin at his block, which is at 213, just next to my block. Asked me to join him. Wanted to take bus 3, then in the end he decided to go home. Haha. Had fun yaw! Love my two awesome buddies! :D (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Saw &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; just now, while I was on my way to meet the two awesomez. Yeah, ignore ah ignore. Pfft. Might as well not be together right. Better you just find some other girl that's worth you entertaining. Yeah, since I'm not that worthy at all. -.- Irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm getting bored waiting 'round for you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel no sympathy, you live inside a cave.&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to apologize, I've got no time for feeling sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, whatever. I think I'm done. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;At least these people made my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAIKEL &amp;amp; NAZIRAH ARE SO AWESOME, THEY ROCK HARDER THAN YO MOMMA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-4325295785337816175?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4325295785337816175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/brick-by-boring-brick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4325295785337816175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4325295785337816175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/brick-by-boring-brick.html' title='Brick by boring brick.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SsCWj7OfhrI/AAAAAAAAAIg/CY0J9b_0WMM/s72-c/Mixed_feelings_________________by_panduka56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-77126086300219991</id><published>2009-09-24T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:12:32.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cause i love you but i hate you'/><title type='text'>I'm caught, you're caught, we're caught dancing with a liarrr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrtSNPDB26I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RHcTKKSPO7A/s1600-h/CIMG0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrtSNPDB26I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RHcTKKSPO7A/s320/CIMG0778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384988166782573474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello! :&gt; Haha to the funny star I attempted :B Well, school spells boredom. Seriously, especially during PW, Maths and Science. Feel like slapping that Chionh everytime I see his face. Haha, I don't know why. Face damn irritating. He has the "PUNCH ME" face. Heh. Kay so, Kim didn't come, againnn. So we couldn't present our project work, since the thumbdrive's with her.. So whatever, had Maths right after. Was okay, just that I was sleepy. Next was English followed by recess, then Home Ec. Did some revision and continued our cross-patch sewing. Oh yeah, me and Liz couldn't stop laughing and was seriously distracted by Mdm Zaidah's outfit. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Kay shh. So then had Science. Booooring like fuck. Dozed off for a bit. Hehe. Some more delayed us until 2 plusss. Hmph. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school, head to Central cause I missed drinking bubbletea. Haha. Lin didn't follow, cause she went to study with her friends I suppose? So only went with Liz and Teng + Yuzhi. Haha. Bought our bubbletea, they bought their chocolates then decided to go home. They took bus 3, so walked with me until my block then hugged goodbye. Bro bought me Nasi Ayam, before he told it was for me, I already ate it. Hahaaaa :B Oh, Syahkir invited us to his house just now. Well he said his mom invite lah, since he said we can't go to his house tomorrow.. His mom told us to just go in uniform o.o Haha, but Liz and I decided not to go lah. Like tak tahu malu only sia if go. Haha, so I think only the guys went..? Yeah... Well, tomorrow we're gonna go jalan raya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm just chatting and texting some peeps :&gt; Oh yeah, brother's room's floor tile CRACKED. Hahahahaha. Brother just left to skate, I was alone at home and I heard some popping or cracking sound... Went to look, nothing... Thought the TV was gonna drop or something. Hahahaha, then suddenly pooof, the tile cracked! Scary sia. Haha! So now dad's fixing it or what, I don't know. Hoh. Oh and, I had a fun chat with brother just nowww (Y) Somewhat a great catch up or update ey? Haha. Talked about studies, friends, boys, girlfriends, presents, birthdays, jobs, money... A lot. Wooh, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Figured this new band out. Well, new to me of course. Haha, sounds pretty much like Paramore. They're called Renfue. Thanks to Mardyyyyyyyy for introducing it to me! Oh and, for the Brand New Eyes! Hahahahahaha ;D No doubt Paramore's still the best \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. Yesterday night damn kecoh. Well if you saw the previous post, you'd likely understand cause there's Haikel. Hahaa :P So I begged Haikel to tell me. He went online, still don't want tell. Say it's hard to explain and all. Then I made him call me. Hahaaaaa, so now I understood :P Happy sia! Hahahahahaha. Oh then that night also, fucking confusing. Confident sia thought that person text. Sekali orang mana entah! Haha! Some more, suddenly at that same time got 3 unknown numbers texting me. 0.0 Funny sia. So I thought that Haikel sucks cause he go tell. But after he explained, he still rocks lah. HAHA. That explains my previous post :P Kay whatever, I'm HAPPY! :PPPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall go off now. Mom made pizza! Well, the instant one actually. Haha whatever, still food. K bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-77126086300219991?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/77126086300219991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-caught-youre-caught-were-caught.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/77126086300219991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/77126086300219991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-caught-youre-caught-were-caught.html' title='I&apos;m caught, you&apos;re caught, we&apos;re caught dancing with a liarrr.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrtSNPDB26I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RHcTKKSPO7A/s72-c/CIMG0778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7624926894563657217</id><published>2009-09-24T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:06:59.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I owe you 3 ice-creams o.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAIKEL ROCKS TO THE CORE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAIKEL ROCKS TO THE CORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAIKEL ROCKS TO THE CORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAIKEL ROCKS TO THE CORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAIKEL ROCKS TO THE CORE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-7624926894563657217?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7624926894563657217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-owe-you-3-ice-creams-oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7624926894563657217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7624926894563657217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-owe-you-3-ice-creams-oo.html' title='I owe you 3 ice-creams o.o'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5031053257560525095</id><published>2009-09-23T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:41:48.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexy bitch'/><title type='text'>Nothing you can compare to your neighbourhood hoe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SroFy30P1PI/AAAAAAAAAII/l-rgAz0IUlc/s1600-h/happy_by_roarysea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SroFy30P1PI/AAAAAAAAAII/l-rgAz0IUlc/s320/happy_by_roarysea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384622676009538802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yoooooo sup'bitch! Heheho. School was okay today, I was happy. What adds to the happiness, was that today's Maths-free. Hehe, so had Silent Reading the first period, followed by Science. Oh yeah, I only remembered one part. About the Eyelash Mites! Hahahahahaha. I don't know why I only remembered that. So yeah, Miss Koh told us that nearly everybody have those living things living on our lashes? Hahaaa. Kind of disgusting, but yeah... After Science, had MT followed by PE. Played Cricket or something(?) during PE. Haha, I was damn hyper. Ran around and played as followed. Hoho. So the second period of PE, was the lower sec's recess. So we cabut and head to the canteen to buy drinks. Then just chill until our actual recess. Hehe. Some upper sec guys were shouting my name and asking for my number.. Pfft, irritating. Which reminds me about that guy... Don't wanna mention who lah. He walked in front of us wanna step coooooool. Sekali stepped on the grass patch which has like a hole and nearly tripped. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Us, behind were like holding our laughters, then when he was further away all started laughing like nobody's business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. Kay, so back to just now. After recess had Art then English. Slacked throughout the whole four periods. Talked crap with Luqman and Syahkir. Hahaa. They kept asking about pads and tampons. 0.0 Haha. Oh then, during English, Mr Soon taught us. Had to write up the first paragraphs for each composition topics lah, so there was this one we had to write on "Fame". Kim and I were like seriously laz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y to do. So we started writing this shit that goes...: "People who have fame are famous. People who don't have fame are infamous. Famous people have fame, and are most likely superstars." Hahahahahahaha crap right! :B Thenthen, we all played with Yu Xuan buzzer thingy, like electric when you press it. I did it on Syahkir. Haha, then Matthew did to me two times :C Pain sia. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school, head to White Sands with my girls, along with Yuzhi. Went to the place to replace my Ezlink card. Like finally replaced! Hahaha. Lin wanted to make her new card cause she lost hers, but she didn't bring her birth cert and all, so can't. Then we headed to KFC and had lunch there. Afterwards, just walked around for a bit and head home. Took bus with Lin and Kim. Then hugged goodbye. Oh yeah, most of my classmates' muslims students went to jalan raya today I think? But me and Lizda decided not to go cause we're lazy. It's like only the fourth day of raya then want to jalan with friends already? That's so friggin' early. But maybe they'll be making a second trip on Friday, I think? So Liz and I should be going lah :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am currently webcam-ing with Oscar. Also chatting with Nazirah and Faliq :D I feel tired. Heeh. Oh yeah, Haikel texted me just now. Hahaaaaaaaa, so difficult sia wanna tell also so hard. Pfftz. Make me so excited to know, then don't want tell. Alamaaaaak. Said it's only easier to tell at MSN. Haha. But then he said maybe he won't be coming online. Zzzzzzz -.- Haha, but I'll make him call and tell me about it if he won't go online :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah wells, I shall end this post here. Bye!&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/3950778822925924021-5031053257560525095?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5031053257560525095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-you-can-compare-to-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5031053257560525095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5031053257560525095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-you-can-compare-to-your.html' title='Nothing you can compare to your neighbourhood hoe.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SroFy30P1PI/AAAAAAAAAII/l-rgAz0IUlc/s72-c/happy_by_roarysea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-9169989244250513834</id><published>2009-09-22T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:47:50.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boysboysboys'/><title type='text'>Together but alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrjlAudLKSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7qB5L7yfwmg/s1600-h/alone_or_happy____by_luciditatepeterra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrjlAudLKSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7qB5L7yfwmg/s320/alone_or_happy____by_luciditatepeterra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384305155154585890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hello :&gt; Soooo.., nothing much happened today. I gave school a miss. Cause.. Yeah, I overslept. Haha, was too tired. Just spent the day at home. Watched tv, used computer/lappy. In the afternoon, Crisleen came over since mom invited her for Raya. So they sat at the living room, I was in my bro's room, webcam-ed with Iman. Hahaa :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Crisleen left with bro, just watched the VMAs again, with mom. Mom went to Johor with dad and lil' bro around 7 PM..? Yeah, they just reached home I think. So I am currently just chatting with some people. Oh, and I got to catch up a bit with Nazirah (L) Heeeeh, really missed you babe! Sooo.. What else...? Err.. Yeah, I managed to upload the raya pics at Facebook. Damn, I wanted to upload a few of the pictures here, but blogger's being such a bitch. I shall then just place the album link here... &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2031465&amp;amp;id=1526515577&amp;amp;l=36000a7bc6"&gt;CLICK!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall head to bed now. Don't wanna oversleep and miss school again, tomorrow! 'Nights yaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I keep turning them down,&lt;br /&gt;But they always come around,&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to go around,&lt;br /&gt;That's not the way it's going down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-9169989244250513834?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/9169989244250513834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/together-but-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/9169989244250513834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/9169989244250513834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/together-but-alone.html' title='Together but alone.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrjlAudLKSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7qB5L7yfwmg/s72-c/alone_or_happy____by_luciditatepeterra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-1108515823483481784</id><published>2009-09-21T23:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:20:29.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shite'/><title type='text'>What'cha think about that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SreXzJ42gEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fNVn_bpronw/s1600-h/Mimi_Bulb_Love_by_kopiforphotography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383938784628211778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SreXzJ42gEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fNVn_bpronw/s320/Mimi_Bulb_Love_by_kopiforphotography.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Raya! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maaf zahir &amp;amp; batin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hey! It's Rayaaaa! :D Haha, so let me talk about it, since I'm home and really bored right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The night before raya.., went to Geylang with Mak Tam's family at midnight. Only I went, since the rest of my family doesn't want to. Saw lots of friends there. Haha, then head home around 4 plus in the morning. So the next day (yesterday), Raya.. This year's green (Y) So head to Mak Tam/ Grandma's (mom's side) place. Ate, took pictures and stuffs. Then Kakak Dina put for me the fake lashes. Hahaha. So after that, went to grandma from dad side's place. So just chill there. I like nenek's ayaaaammm :B Then Cik gave us some word puzzles to do. Since everybody was stone-ing. Brain teasers lah kan. Haha. After that went to Mak Ngah's place or something... Followed by Mak Leha's then Long Jarah's. Well, only five houses for the day. Oh yeah, Abang Zul kept teasing me how my lashes were like some LED light. And kept saying Kak Muni's bag was like made of chocolate wrappers. Hahaa. Still funnn, but was pretty tiring. My kain was the tight cutting, plus heels, totally = to torture. Hahaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So just now, the second day.. Mom, myself and lil' bro wore our purple :D Big bro and dad wore their pink casual. Kak Shidah's family, Kak Muni's and dad's second cousins' family came to my house first. Yeah, I don't know what I shall call them :l Haha. Then head to Abah's place (Y) And Cik Halim's place right after. Cik Pin's family were there when we came. Funny thing was there was like a "crying ceremony" when they wanted to head home. Hahaaaa. So Mommy (aunt) and Mama (my mom) apologized with each other and stuffs. Aww :&gt; Haha. Then ate there. Loooove Abang Zul's fried chicken. Haha, favourite :B Kay so, went to other houses. I seriously don't know my own relatives. Bad, real bad. :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, I think I shall head to bed now, since there's school tomorrow. Oh and, tomorrow's Tuesday. Which means Haikel has got something to do. Nyeheheheheee *winkzzz* ;B Okay, goodnight! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;By the way, to that lady... Well, I ain't gonna call you bitch or whatever, that's for sure. :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just stop &lt;strong&gt;acting&lt;/strong&gt; like some kind of hoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You ain't perfect, nobody is. Stop try'na bitch about me, and yeah, boss me to do this and that. You are nobody to me. Don't have to act like some big fuck kay. Well yeah, you're older than me. You deserve to be respected. But don't take advantage of that fact. I've known you long enough. You're only self-obsessed and pretty much self-centered. I'm not saying it as if I'm not, but the way you act and just talk, seriously disgust me. You're simply lying to yourself, pretending to everybody like you've got so much friends and acting as if you're so drop dead gorgeous. You are pretty, but not &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; pretty. No offence, but honestly. No, I don't mean I'm saying that I am, but seriously, before you go around perasan-ing, at least I told you. But whatever, just stop bugging my life. I don't cause any trouble to you, so why bother? Unless I do, don't hesitate to confront me. Don't hate me. Eventhough it doesn't make any difference if you do.. So buzz off. And I'm saying this not that I hate you, but at least I tried to knock some sense into your head. :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;- Whoever terasa, nasib ah :D Hehe, if you really wanna know who I'm referring to, you may ask me personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;G'night!&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/3950778822925924021-1108515823483481784?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1108515823483481784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/whatcha-think-about-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1108515823483481784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1108515823483481784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/whatcha-think-about-that.html' title='What&apos;cha think about that?'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SreXzJ42gEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fNVn_bpronw/s72-c/Mimi_Bulb_Love_by_kopiforphotography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5635507243810068926</id><published>2009-09-19T01:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T17:08:54.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happyyy :D'/><title type='text'>Don't think I'm a wreck, but you beg to differ.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrPKRwsszvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gHfH6cUTUkU/s1600-h/a5d9f35398c7699d8a72784c9f615554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382868386116849394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrPKRwsszvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gHfH6cUTUkU/s320/a5d9f35398c7699d8a72784c9f615554.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey there! :&gt; Yupe, I'm still up. Haha, that's cause I woke up late and now I can't sleep... Boo. But nevermind, I'm still happy only god knows why. Haha! :D So just now (18th), was supposed to wake up like around 10 or 11 AM and then head out to meet mom around 1 plus..? Well after her work. But then nobody woke me up so yeah, I slept through till 1 PM. As always, alarms doesn't work for me. I'd keep pressing the snooze button and just sleep all the way. Hahaaa, I'll need somebody to force me up. Heeeh :B So woke up then panicked for awhile, I don't know why. Hahaaa, quickly called mom, then she nagged abit.. Told me to meet at grandma's place to fetch Fazri first. Had to go out with mom cause I need to get my Raya shoes. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took my own time then head to grandma's place since it's only at Tampines. When reached Pasir Ris interchange, thought of getting my Ezlink card a replacement since it's spoilt and still not yet replaced... Then walked over the counter place there, saw like 43298752 people queuing up. Haha, kay exaggerating. But yeah, there were loads of people. So just head went to Tampines straight. Took MRT then bused there. Oh yeah, I didn't even touch on the e-learning thingy. Hahaha, lazy sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At grandma's place. Fazri was stubborn, didn't want to bathe and change his diapers. Haha. And then he farted on my face. Pfft. So mom came a moment later... Head to Tampines 1. Walked around, there were lots of pretty shoes, butbutbut the price are like pretty too. Hahaha. So checked out at Tampines Mall then Century Square. Bought my shoes at BHG, Century Square. Oh yeah, mom just couldn't stop teasing and making fun of the people around like the whole time. Hahaha and it made me laugh like non-stop. Love her loads :D There was one part, when we were at Tampines Mall.. There was this guy dressed in smart casual walking behind us, and he was on the phone. And we heard something like "Eh Tan.. *paused* Ten? *paused* Hello? Ton?" Hahahahaha funny like shit! Tan, ten, ton. Hahahaha, then mom again, started teasing like in front of him. He just looked at her then walked away. Hahahaha. So after bought my shoes, head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when dad reached home around 7.. Head out to break fast at KFC, Kallang. Ate the Hot Box. Wooh shiok sia. Hahaha. Oh, bro, myself and mom were like talking about girls with nude make-up or like pale make-up. Bro said it's ugly, I was pretty neutral. Then mom started saying "Alah ni kan fashion baru apa. Make-up macam alien. Korang mana tahuuu..." Hahahaha, so random sia. Alien make-up eh? Haha! After eating, went to OG. Looked around and mom bought a purse for me. Simple, black one :D Head to Far East right after, bro actually wanted dad to belanja him Vans shoe. Mom and I were like hoping the shop is closed. Hahaha, and it actually was closed when we reached there. Hahahahaha. Mom didn't want him to get the shoe cause she said that he's got alot of shoes already. Then me, because I wanted the shoe too. Not fair if dad belanja him. We were supposed to get it together. Haha :P So then, head home after that. Mom tried following the dance steps of Pussycat Dolls' "Jai Ho" while watching the music video in the car. Hahahaha funny. Then I started rocking and singing out to Paramore's when their songs came next, like nobody's business. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeez, it's well, Saturday now. Last day of fasting yey! Raya's tomorrow... Woots! Kay a bit excited already. Hahaha. But, exams are gonna start soon. 1st October :C Oh yeah, chat with Haikel just now. As usual, our crap talks. Hahaha. Played this "game" thingy. We ask each other questions and we have to answer it truthfully. But the things said will be kept a secret lah. Hahaaa. I know his secrets now :B Oh yeah... This...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:35;color:red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAIKEL ROCKS! :B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so in for the "surprise" which I already know about. HAHAHAHA. Ah well, Haikel rocks :P It is like said everywhere now. It's on my Facebook status, my MSN's personal message, and here. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my eye feels better now. Looks better too. Haha, doesn't hurt when i blink my eye. Apparently i just closed my eyes tightly(?) a lot of times, and felt like something burst inside my eyes or something... Haha, then it started tearing a lot, and there, the swell is like gone. Raya with contacts, yeeeeeeyy. Hahaha. But the inside of my bottom lid is pretty red, more red than usual :C Haha, but whatevuh. I hope I can just sleep it off. Heh :D So yeah.. I think im'ma head to bed right now. Or sahur first. Hahaha, last day to sahur oi :P No The Maine video today, too lazy to get the codes ah. Haha, kay 'nights y'all. (What a long post, hahaaa)&lt;br /&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/3950778822925924021-5635507243810068926?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5635507243810068926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-think-im-wreck-but-you-beg-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5635507243810068926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5635507243810068926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-think-im-wreck-but-you-beg-to.html' title='Don&apos;t think I&apos;m a wreck, but you beg to differ.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrPKRwsszvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/gHfH6cUTUkU/s72-c/a5d9f35398c7699d8a72784c9f615554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-6506555615423009894</id><published>2009-09-17T22:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:28:46.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swollen eyes :('/><title type='text'>I swear this beat will make you drop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrJEcDyKxpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/kteyc0DWYGs/s1600-h/Through_Her_Eyes_by_burcindrummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrJEcDyKxpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/kteyc0DWYGs/s320/Through_Her_Eyes_by_burcindrummer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382439753503917714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there :&gt; School was pretty okay today. Had like 6 free periods, wooh. Had more like only English and Science. Haha. So started out with PW for only one period, the other was free period cause apparently lotsa groups didn't do/bring their project works. My group included :B So Chang wasn't present for Maths again, slacked for two periods. English right after then after recess, Mdm Zaidah didn't come, so no Home Ec - 3 periods. First period played Truth or Dare and the Chop Chilli Chop thingy. Haha, so Tan Peng Hock relief for our class for that period. He was our Geography teacher last year. Apparently me and my girls, Lizda, Teng and Kim ever skipped his class. And there was test that day. We got caught, then blahblahblah. That was last year, he sort of hated us and we were like famous for that. Hahaha. So one of the dares, Lizda had to actually ask him something like "I heard that there were 4 girls that skipped your class last year... Do you know who they are?" She did as told... We watched then funny like damn shit. Hahahahaha, he started "nagging" at Lizda telling about "those" girls... HAHAHAHA, blabber so much, telling one long grandfather story. Hahaha, Lizda was in front of him controlling her laughter while the rest of the guys and I were like laughing our asses out! HAHA! Then guess what.., ended up he forgotten who the "girls" were and which class "they" were from. Hahahahahahaha! Funny shit. So the next two periods, different teacher. Made us get back to our seats and do some self-revision. But what the hell, I slept through the whole two periods. Shiok sia. Then Science for two periods, delayed til' 2:20 or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school, hugged the girls goodbye, then head home straight. Nothing much. OH, and  I saw the hot ang moh-looking skater dude again. HAPPY SIA! :DDDDDD Hahaha. Can melt oi :B So currently I am just chatting with friends. Webcam-ed with Shafiq just now. Fuckface, hahaaaaaa. :P Just now somebody... Online, butbutbut bussssyyyyy. So no chance to talk. AW MAN! :C Haha, then now offline already. Pfft. You won't know who :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right eye feels swollen. Indeed, it IS swollen... On the lower lid, there's like something there. Very red and hurts a loooootttt. T-T Hope it'd be okay by Raya. Or else Raya with specs? No, no. :C&lt;br /&gt;Family members are cleaning the house right now. I just helped a little, by err, only cleaning my room's window. Haha :B OH AND, there's no school tomorrow! :D Up til' Monday. Fun or what. Haha. Gonna go out with mom tomorrow, will ditch the Home-Based Learning. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i talk too much craps today. Heheho. And I laughed too much when I was on the phone with Allysha and Faliq. Even at nothing. Pfft. :B I don't know why but I find it real funny when I randomly told Allysha that "You should not pee in the toilet. It's not good.", when she said that she needs to go peeee. Hahaha :D Kay time for The Maine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Maine moment :&lt;br /&gt;If Pat were to play a different part for the band...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oH5gwRP6EEE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oH5gwRP6EEE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, cute right! Love it when he imitated the way John OH sings. Hahahaha. But drummers are still the best laaaah (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay so this 16 year old guy rrrright.. Want me to post his picture here. Hahaha, nah. So he sent me this..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrJhC7d0EsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8D_lFTx6tyk/s1600-h/7326_1136069474282_1003687077_30354319_7269630_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 91px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrJhC7d0EsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/8D_lFTx6tyk/s320/7326_1136069474282_1003687077_30354319_7269630_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382471207611536066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, Happy Birthday once again! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kirakan handsome ah tu gambar. HAHAHA :P 16 already action with me... Ajak me go watch NC16 movie, when obviously I can't go -.- Haha. But he's always been a good friend lah. He irritates and bullies me. Haha, but also HELP me laaaah :DDDDDDD *winkwink* Haha. But yeah, he's been great. Fun person to talk to :D If you're reading this, TOUCHED RIGHT? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I should be done. Bye! :D&lt;br /&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/3950778822925924021-6506555615423009894?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6506555615423009894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-swear-this-beat-will-make-you-drop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6506555615423009894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6506555615423009894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-swear-this-beat-will-make-you-drop.html' title='I swear this beat will make you drop.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrJEcDyKxpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/kteyc0DWYGs/s72-c/Through_Her_Eyes_by_burcindrummer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-5106795574301243521</id><published>2009-09-16T23:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:09:46.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepyhead'/><title type='text'>You're just a cupcake lover! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrEGaR025ZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/g0tcYn_I4Xw/s1600-h/fake___the_world_by_edwardwoodland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382090078215923090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrEGaR025ZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/g0tcYn_I4Xw/s320/fake___the_world_by_edwardwoodland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since it's 12 AM (17th) now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Haikel! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know I am the best. \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So today... (16th)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;School was mundane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Maths-free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sleepy all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Busy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Body aches + Headaches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Still damn sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now right eye hurts, feels swollen. = No contacts, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am currently chatting with Hafiz together with Arif. With Haikel too. So, I was the first to wish him :D Haha, I wished him exactly before he said it. I'm the best and he knows it. HAHA. Now he's sort of "helping" me. Awwwww ;&gt; I owe him an ice-cream. Haha! Kay damn, I'm bored. Oh yeah, one thing to note, I really hate it when some matreps tend to talk to me with their absurdly atrocious English. Hah, so irritating and I don't understand what the fuck they're talking. Can talk malay don't want sia. -.- Haha. So.. Some matreps, I'm not saying all, so no offence. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kay now, again..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The Maine moment : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pat's "You're just a cupcake lover!" video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pKVGxksSqJw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pKVGxksSqJw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha, so cute right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"You're just a cupcake loverrrr!", "Hey! Don't goooo! NOOOO!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahaha, damn I love him! Well, goodnight people :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-5106795574301243521?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/5106795574301243521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-just-cupcake-lover-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5106795574301243521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/5106795574301243521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-just-cupcake-lover-d.html' title='You&apos;re just a cupcake lover! :D'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SrEGaR025ZI/AAAAAAAAAHY/g0tcYn_I4Xw/s72-c/fake___the_world_by_edwardwoodland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-6615490621058214226</id><published>2009-09-15T17:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:30:25.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make me feel like shhh-t'/><title type='text'>Pat Kirch's everything I ask for, and just a little bit more :B</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq9mgy5X3pI/AAAAAAAAAFA/B9-hnwJe990/s1600-h/Guilty_by_Brightfires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq9mgy5X3pI/AAAAAAAAAFA/B9-hnwJe990/s320/Guilty_by_Brightfires.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381632793335291538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo dudez. School today was okay.. :&gt; My left eye was very red the whole day :C So started the day with Music. Played the keyboard, haha. Fun but teacher like one craphole. Hah. So had Literature right after, followed by MT and English.. So skip to after recess, had Science. Pff, boring as usual. But was pretty okay lah, managed to concentrate :D Then was Maths. Chang wasn't present, as said. Happy as hell, haha. So just slacked throughout the whole two periods. :B Oh, Eng Hwee had this Selena Gomez poster, with Miley's shitface at the back of it. Haha, so Eng Hwee is a fan of Selena... Then Matthew kept on bugging him, telling that she isn't pretty, that people don't know her and stuffs. Haha, he keep saying how Miley's better and all. So irritating. Haha, you know how much I loathe Miley. And apparently, quite a lot of my classmates doesn't like her too! Rad. Haha. So Matthew was like asking people around, "You know this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;girl?" *points &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;at the Selena* then well, most people know her (duh), he'd be like "DAMN!" Haha, retard. So we had assembly at the hall right after. Performance of like the Hari Raya thingy by "Seri Warisan" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or something like that. Haha. Was okay lah... Then briefing for the Sec &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1s, of the Home-Based Learning thing. Dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school, had to head back to class. Need to clean the class tables. Pff, thought the whole class was supposed to do it.. But yeah, some dickheads (well sorry), decided to choose people to do the task instead. -.- So I was one of them. Fucking bias lah. Chose mostly malays some more. People fasting want us go up and down with the freaking tables. Pfftz. So we just helped a little, then slacked in class. Fuck those shits, snapped pictures :&gt; So around 3 PM, head out and went to 7-Eleven at Central. Then hang around for awhile and walked h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ome. Otw home was fun, cause we got to fool with Kylin. Hahaha. We taught her Malay, well "sort of". HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Kylin : What is "ants" in malay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Me : Semut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Lizda : No no, SEMIT.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Lizda : What is merah jambu (pink)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Kylin : I thought jambu is fruit?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Merah jambu means you're pretty.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Lizda : What is kelabu (grey colour)?&lt;br /&gt;Me : It's clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Kylin : Wah, I see a lot of kelabu. *looks up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Me : Kuning (yellow) is cat.&lt;br /&gt;Kylin : NO! Kuning is yellow!&lt;br /&gt;Lizda : Cat is KURING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hahahahahahaha, it was something similarly like that. Damn funnnnyyy! Haha :B There was a lot more, but I can't really remember, aw. So I sort of made them walk me to my block. Hahaaa, then reached near my block there, hugged goodbye (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I am currently just chatting with Icha together with Arif and Faliq. Also chatting with Amira Shahril, miss you! :&gt; And Oscar. Haha. Oh yeah, last night after break fast, went to Orchard with parents and Fazri to follow mom buy her Raya shoes, Bonia brand or something. Nothing caught my eye :C I still don't have my Raya shoes, pfft. Maybe gonna find with mom on Friday, since there's no school... And yeah, to hell with the Home-Based Learning shit. Haha. Mom just got another pair of shoes by surprise from dad, annnother Bonia(?) shoes, the one she really wanted yesterday, but no size. Haha, both her shoes damn expensive sia. Kay so, bought my Frappe then head to Giant (I stayed in the car) then blahblahblah head home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;OH YEAH, so I had this crrraaaaazzyy chat with Haikel (the aw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;esomezx -.- hahaaa) when I got home last night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Funny shitz sia. I like mmm... told him some stuff. I can't believe I actually told him laaaaahhh. So it's like a secret only HE knows. Honoured? HAHA! It'd be like embarrassing much lah if anybody knows. Kay actually not so lah. Exaggerating. Hahaaa, butbutbut, it'd be kind of embarrassing if the person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; him/herself finds out. PFFFFTZ! So I like begged him not to tell and we made this deal, that I shan't tease/bully/disturb him or anything (DAMN!) and I must "admit" that he is the awesome one, then he would keep it to himself. Haha wtf sia that uncle. But I really had fun lah chatting with him. It's been long since we've talked like that, I mean, us kena-kenakan each other as much as possible. Hahaha. OH, and somebody's birthday is drawing nearer ehhh? *winkz* :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Haha, soooo.. Realized that there's lots of words up there... Haha, who cares, you just wasted 10 minutes of your life reading it. Psst, I have some pictures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-LZesKEdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tDJuybNeHMA/s1600-h/P140909_11.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-LZesKEdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tDJuybNeHMA/s320/P140909_11.34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381673349582295506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kay, obsessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-LZ8tXbLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aJgy8vqojEw/s1600-h/P140909_11.40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-LZ8tXbLI/AAAAAAAAAGI/aJgy8vqojEw/s320/P140909_11.40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381673357640428722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It got erased, just now :C Not my table anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-OT7EEw9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/7I7i0IB0PtI/s1600-h/P150909_15.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-OT7EEw9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/7I7i0IB0PtI/s320/P150909_15.07.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381676552654472146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Luvz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-OUebHDjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7PlRQT6qqCI/s1600-h/P150909_14.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-OUebHDjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/7PlRQT6qqCI/s320/P150909_14.47.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381676562146332210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-OVGcbMbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rvfTphYXcaM/s1600-h/P150909_11.46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-OVGcbMbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/rvfTphYXcaM/s320/P150909_11.46.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381676572889264562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Kim :&gt; &amp;amp; I'm Miss Specty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-OUx6JM5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZhFJnjUYfzQ/s1600-h/P150909_15.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-OUx6JM5I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZhFJnjUYfzQ/s320/P150909_15.08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381676567376769938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Retarded bitch :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-Qgez1KhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0FzcavT9At0/s1600-h/P140909_23.02%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq-Qgez1KhI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0FzcavT9At0/s320/P140909_23.02%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381678967431703058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yesterday's picture. Caramel Frappe (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KAY NOW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Maine moment :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Everything I Ask For" Music Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9cxwbJIU2b8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/9cxwbJIU2b8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I find Pat (drums) so cute when he dropped his drumsticks at around 0:37 or 0:38 and picked it up around 0:43 or 0:44. Haha, but as said on interviews, it wasn't on purpose. And it wasn't even supposed to be in the video. Hahah, like cute or whut sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaaaaaaaaa, kay I find this post quite long? Ah what the hell, I'm bored. Bye!&lt;br /&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/3950778822925924021-6615490621058214226?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6615490621058214226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/pat-kirchs-everything-i-ask-for-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6615490621058214226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6615490621058214226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/pat-kirchs-everything-i-ask-for-and.html' title='Pat Kirch&apos;s everything I ask for, and just a little bit more :B'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq9mgy5X3pI/AAAAAAAAAFA/B9-hnwJe990/s72-c/Guilty_by_Brightfires.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-2358594422081673117</id><published>2009-09-14T15:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:46:25.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='into your arms'/><title type='text'>I'm falling in love, but it's falling apart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq367EgxH9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/KZ-8onb_KoI/s1600-h/mannequin_by_streetlightshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq367EgxH9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/KZ-8onb_KoI/s320/mannequin_by_streetlightshine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381233022508015570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Won't be your mannequin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi there :&gt; Well, school begins today and it was very mundane. I was damn sleepy, I still am actually. Didn't sleep well last night. Tried sleeping around 12, but couldn't sleep. Last time-check before I dozed off was like 3 plus, nearly 4? Yeah, tired. Don't know why I always can't sleep nowadays... Not good. Don't want to take a nap, cause I'm afraid I can't s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;leep at night, again. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well, school starts with silent reading. Had temperature taking. Science right after, followed by Literature, Mother Tongue and recess. Nothing much happened. Norm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;al, boring lessons. Geography after recess. Didn't bring stuffs. Haha. Then three periods of Maths. Was like half-dead lah. So we covered the Statistics chapter during that three periods. Then had a little breaks. Chang made us stand and do stretches. Haha, lame much. But Maths today was pretty okay. Won't be having any other Maths lesson this week. Yeehhaaaa! :D Haha, Chang won't be in school during the days we have lessons. Which is tomorrow and Thursday. Wednesday, originally no Maths. Then Friday, won't be heading to school. Will be having the Home Based Learning thingy. Yeah, hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After school, head home straight. At first Kylin didn't want to go home. Me too, actually. But since the rest wants to go home, then we do too. So currently, just chilling to The Maine's CSWS (L) Just ended webcam-ing with Oscar. Haha. Faliq and Hafiz are being very irritating with the nudge thingy. Pff. Blocked them. Hahaaa :B OH yeah! John OHH actually accepted my friend request at Facebook! Like omg yeeeeyyyyyness! Haha, well I'm pretty sure it's the real him. He kinda updates quite some time, so yeah. Happy yo. Haha, sadz that Pat doesn't own a Facebook account. :C Oh and there's a photo of Pat at John's page, and the caption states "Patty mayonnaise". Hahaa, like cute or whuuuut. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq4KHkSdbUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xy2wXorBLvw/s1600-h/4978_1039085552133_1675353556_69921_5200339_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq4KHkSdbUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xy2wXorBLvw/s320/4978_1039085552133_1675353556_69921_5200339_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381249729870785858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's the picture. Adorable as eveeeerrrrr! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay, I'm sleepy as hell. And hungry, too. Pff, still quite long til' break fast :C So, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; is now chatting with me. Awkward much. Kay whatevuh, bye :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-2358594422081673117?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2358594422081673117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-falling-in-love-but-its-falling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2358594422081673117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2358594422081673117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-falling-in-love-but-its-falling.html' title='I&apos;m falling in love, but it&apos;s falling apart.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq367EgxH9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/KZ-8onb_KoI/s72-c/mannequin_by_streetlightshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8149822163076703092</id><published>2009-09-13T22:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:18:52.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time to go'/><title type='text'>Baby, you're so gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq0GAsHnWKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cNxmkSA37r0/s1600-h/l_20be0175774b453db6323efc5ce81750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380963738690476194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq0GAsHnWKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cNxmkSA37r0/s320/l_20be0175774b453db6323efc5ce81750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why hello. So, I woke up at 2 PM just now. Haha yeah, like pig I know. But what to do, I only fell asleep like around 7 AM. Pfft, damn the eyebags. Priceless, hah. Well, didn't go anywhere today. Apparently wanted to find Raya shoes, but parents were tired and stuffs. Yeah whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I spent the whole day like in front of this computer. Only that I kept switching the desktop and laptop. Haha. Did what...? Pretty much just watched videos and browsed through pictures of my all-time favourite band, The Maine. Yeah, they're awesome. The music, as well as the band members. Hotstuffs babe! It's cool how all of the members are like smoking hot. Especially Pat Kirch! (Look at the above picture) So adorable. Followed by John then Garret and Kennedy, then Jared :D Gawd, how I wish they would like come over to Singapore to perform. I'd be like god-damn happy lah! Saw some fan pictures with them, omg made me fucking jealous please. They actually like KISSED John Oh! And hugged MY Rat Boy! T-T Lucky themmm. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kay, so currently I am just chatting and watching Pat Kirch's "You're just a cupcake lover!" video. Haha, damn cute lah! Like retard but ah well, that's my Rat Boy. Haha, gawd I'm like so obsessed already. Pfft. Oh, and there's school tomorrow. Still haven't complete my homeworks, hah. Didn't even touch on one, and yeah, I don't exactly know what the work is. Heheeee. Whatever, Lizda baby's not doing too (Y) Hoho. Kay well, goodbye for now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380969670140939106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq0LZ8fmy2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/mJTURaHfihg/s320/n51435840663_2800500_5192865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Garret, Kennedy, Pat, Jared, John (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;So maybe we should let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm still finding ways to tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;because it's hard even just to talk.&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/3950778822925924021-8149822163076703092?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8149822163076703092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-youre-so-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8149822163076703092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8149822163076703092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-youre-so-gone.html' title='Baby, you&apos;re so gone.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sq0GAsHnWKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/cNxmkSA37r0/s72-c/l_20be0175774b453db6323efc5ce81750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4145352791407955108</id><published>2009-09-13T05:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:54:33.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insomnia'/><title type='text'>Sleep's just time spent wasting time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SqwW1vt6exI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RgyOW7bK9L8/s1600-h/67d1a3b2c8ec9144f6644d4f2c51fc14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380700767398820626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SqwW1vt6exI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RgyOW7bK9L8/s320/67d1a3b2c8ec9144f6644d4f2c51fc14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Geez. It's 5:48 in the morning and I am still up. So I'm pretty blank right now, well, I am blanked. Hah. Pff, I hate it when I can't sleep. It gets so... Boring. Yeah, like not much people are online and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've changed my blogskin. Hehe, and I decided to just remove my tagboard. Because... nah, I don't know why. Just don't feel like having it. So whatevuh, you can talk to me through MSN, well for those who know me (duh). If you don't then you may find me at Facebook, and we can talk there :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya - Kay random, just thought of this... Haha, it's just around the corner. It's pretty fast how we've fasted for already like 3 weeks or so..? (Eventhough I didn't fast for some time :B) But, I'm like not really looking forward to Raya this year. Don't know why. I've got my baju kurung(s) ready, I've got three. Haha, so mom said something like "Not interested, but still got a lot of shirts huh?" Heeeh :D So I've got green for the first day, purple for the second and orange, for third maybe? Well if we're going out. Hoho. Heard mom said that we're gonna look for Raya shoes tomorrow.. Uhh, more like later. Geez. Oh and, I've completed painting my room just now. It's greeeeeeeen! (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay... Wow, 6 AM. :l Eyes are kinda getting heavy, shall head to bed now. Wonder what time I'll wake up. Haha. Oh daymn, I wanted to upload new profile picture for Facebook right after, but I still haven't edit them. Pff uh, maybe later. Goodnight people! (Or goodmorning) :B&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/3950778822925924021-4145352791407955108?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4145352791407955108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleeps-just-time-spent-wasting-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4145352791407955108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4145352791407955108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/sleeps-just-time-spent-wasting-time.html' title='Sleep&apos;s just time spent wasting time.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SqwW1vt6exI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RgyOW7bK9L8/s72-c/67d1a3b2c8ec9144f6644d4f2c51fc14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-6813762707759862019</id><published>2009-09-09T16:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:56:00.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><title type='text'>Fight for what you believe in, tell me when you stopped believing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sqdm8_0XWlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9jktWvOyjC4/s1600-h/Summer_Love_by_LadyOfVelvet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 305px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379381478026598994" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sqdm8_0XWlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9jktWvOyjC4/s320/Summer_Love_by_LadyOfVelvet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;yey hello! so few people have been bugging me to post. especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Allysha Syazrinah&lt;/span&gt;. pff. so i've been busy lately. i am vvvvvvvvv tired lah. kay so, last Sunday, on the 6th, went to Malaysia with Mak Tam and Mak Long's family. big brother didn't follow, cause malas. kind of boring ah, went to Simpang Renggam (or something like that), Angsana, Tesco then Pandan City. mostly shopped for like Raya stuffs? pff boring. first stop was the Simpang Renggam, all i see was kuih-kuih raya. hahaha, so the makcik-makcik shopped. me and cousin just sat one side. there was this girl, she kept looking and smiling at me. haha, looks familiar though, but don't know who. then at Angsana, shopped for baju kurung. bleargh, lost my mood lah. cause mom keep bugging me with some stuffs. and yeah, the clothes there, seriously not interesting AT ALL. well, i'm picky actually. haha. so break fast there. so there were three Malaysian guys, thought i was a skater that day. lolz. first was at Angsana, the guy was like "eh, adik skater eh?" (are you a skater?), hahaha. then i just ignored cause i don't bother to entertain those kind of people. so bleaghh. then we went to Tesco, to find baju kurung again pffftz. -.- there's this salesman or something, went over to my mom to advertise their product lah what shit. then mom ignored, he went to me and said "eh, kasut lawa. main skate eh?" (nice shoe, you skate?), hahaha. then i was like "YAAAAH." *walks away*. hahaha. then went to Pandan, again, find baju kurung. finally one baju caught my eye. haha, so bought. then blahblah, head home. there was a fucking long jam ah. so i slept in the car. then reached home, got to know dad bought McDonald's, for sahur. hahaha. the next day, Monday, nothing much. just slept alot cause i was damn tired. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so on Tuesday, which is yesterday.., went out on a shopping date with cuzzzzyyy, Mardiana (L) haha. planned to meet at 1:30, but end up i was late. cause my ezlink card, pff, find trouble. hahaha, it was spoilt. couldn't read. so i asked the person at MRT station, they said it was spoilt, i need to get a replacement card. then walked back at interchange, the queue was bloody looong. so don't bother waiting, bought card to Bedok, then met her. went to the place at Bedok, they said can only change at Pasir Ris. pffft so troublesome. hahaha. then bought another card to Bugis. reached there, went to Bugis Street and Bugis Junction. shopshopshop. i got my high-waisted shorts, bag and purple tee :D and she got bag, shoes and high-waisted shorts also. so around 5 plus like that, damn tired already, and v thirsty. so decide to head home. yeah, i went over to the place again, to see if can replace my card, but guess what. it was closed. waste my time! hahaha. then after break fast, follow mom to Geylang (again). finally bought our baju kurung for first day. ate my dendeng, yummmm. hahaha. oh oh oh, i saw the hothothot skater dude againnnn. the ang moh looking malay. woahhh, *meltmeltmeltzzz* hahaha. so head home around 11 plus, nearly 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;then todaaaaayyyy.., had school from 1 to 3 PM. Science class. woke up around 11:30? yeah. tired like shit, what more, during class, Ms Koh was the one who taught. fuck boringggg. then after school, went to the post office at Central, to help mom pay this thingyyy. then bought my perfume :D and bought drinks and snacks for Fazri. haha. gonna head to Mak Tam/ Grandma's place soon. well, right after i log out. haha, buka there. Kakak Dina ordering pizza, woots :D then planned to make kuih together. weeee! but seriously, i'm v tired sia. body's aching. and sore throat isn't nice, really. okey, shall go off now. BYE! :&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/3950778822925924021-6813762707759862019?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6813762707759862019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/fight-for-what-you-believe-in-tell-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6813762707759862019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6813762707759862019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/fight-for-what-you-believe-in-tell-me.html' title='Fight for what you believe in, tell me when you stopped believing.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sqdm8_0XWlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/9jktWvOyjC4/s72-c/Summer_Love_by_LadyOfVelvet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-2826790078348814315</id><published>2009-09-06T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:54:01.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expensive sadness'/><title type='text'>Cheap and cheerful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SqKingr3yKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aCXqXfa4foA/s1600-h/cheap_and_cheerful_by_IwishIwasPretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 191px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378039704706336930" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SqKingr3yKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aCXqXfa4foA/s320/cheap_and_cheerful_by_IwishIwasPretty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy Birthday, Oscar! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sooooo... today.., or more like just now.., kay well yesterday (050909) hahaha, was pretty mundane. went to bazaar at Geylang after break fast. kind of boring. haha. saw Abang Yus' family, but without him. haha, salam-ed then parents chat-chat for awhile. so after that, bought bro and dad's baju kurung for first day, and mom's for second day. didn't get mine, cause a lot were pretty uninteresting. hahaaaa. saw Kak Yasmin and Abang Syarif - bro's friends. then at one shop, saw Kak Enab, she worked part-time there. mom chat for awhile then go off and head home. went back quick cause Fazri got so restless. so hot and stuffy. haha. oh oh oh, Fazri can sing "I Know You Want Me" song. hahahaha :B kay sooo, i'll be going to Malaysia tomorrow. well, later actually. haha. with Mak Tam and Mak Long's family along i guess. kayyyy so i shall head to bed now. going off at 10 later, pfft. i'll confirm have troubles waking up. haha. ah well, my mind's blank already. goodnight :&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/3950778822925924021-2826790078348814315?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/2826790078348814315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/cheap-and-cheerful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2826790078348814315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/2826790078348814315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/cheap-and-cheerful.html' title='Cheap and cheerful.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SqKingr3yKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aCXqXfa4foA/s72-c/cheap_and_cheerful_by_IwishIwasPretty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-1966028839131097219</id><published>2009-09-04T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:53:08.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midnight romeo'/><title type='text'>You'll be screaming for more more more of me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SqExouD_GhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/m9cLiQA55QI/s1600-h/masks___for_temporary_use_only_by_featheredlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377634005686360594" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SqExouD_GhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/m9cLiQA55QI/s320/masks___for_temporary_use_only_by_featheredlight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Heeeeyyy :&gt; Today's pretty great, only with friends and brothers part. Parents, asdhaewoa. School was awesome. Didn't have silent reading the first period, time table's pushed forward cause we had form teacher period for the last period. Yeah, so had English then CME right after. Yeah, fun part. Hahaha blahblah, went up to Odyssey Room. Then up there, Rayyan and Matthew took my book and pretended to check something, yeah. Then passed it back to me, opened it. And guess what... There was a cockroach in there. Fake cockcroach. Hahahaha gave me a fucking scare laaaah. I screamed and actually threw the book away. Hahaha bustard me :C But damn funny lah. Scare me like mmm... total of 4 times (?) for the day. Haha, I have no idea why I was scared even when I knew it was fake. Wtf lah. Hahaha. Then had Geography. Got back test papers and project. Haha, project don't bother lah. Rayyan did for me, but still pass :D Thenthenthen, test righttttt. I got 26/29. Hahahahaha proud then go ask around for people's marks and laugh in their face. Action abit. Hahahahaha everybody don't believe. Pfft :P Oh yeah, funny part was, Rayyan scared Mdm Chang with the cockroach. He pretended to go to the toilet then came back and put the roach on top of the movement pass, and handed over to her. She actually screamed and ran after him and whack him. Hahahahaha! Kkk then recess, sat at study table. again, the guys scare me with the cockroach. I was sitting and they, from the second level threw it down at me. Hmph. Kena bully a lot today sia, Teng and Liz keep shining the reflection light on me. Hahaha. So had English again after recess. But free period instead cause Mdm Debby went for the sec 4's motivational talk thingy. Yeah, first period played truth or dare with the guys and my girls. Oh, I poke-poke Teng. Thanks a loooot eh for poking my boob, butch. Hahah! Second period, the fierce teacher came in. I forgot her name, but she's the choir teacher if I'm not wrong -.- Crap. Everybody so quiet. Thenthen, she stare at me and say "you better keep it". Then I was like WHUUUUUUTTTT??? 0.0 Seriously, I didn't have anything with me. I was just, sitting there..? Was totally blanked. Giler sia. Hahah. Then I did this random drawing. Huey Teng seem to like it, so made it for her. Kaaaaaay thennnnn next period, issue of report books. Woooooh, was pretty nervous at first. But heyyyyy, I did pretty well! :DDD Yey me. Chang said I improved. Double yeyness :D And and, I passed Maths. Triple yeyness :DDDDD Hahaha k I am lame :B So pretty much all passed, well except for Literature. Haha whatever to that. At least my result slip's pretty clear this time, I mean, only one underline. used to have like 12390124795 underlines lah. Hahaha. Oh oh oh, my Geog in the slip, got 90 sia! PRO! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Kay then after school, met Kim outside school to pass her all her books. took bus 3 with Liz and Teng, along with Yuzhi. met Allysha for awhile at White Sands. passed her some stuffs, board the MRT with her. well she stopped at Simei. so kissed goodbye. yeah, she kissed me. in public. o.o hahaaaaaaaaaaa. so met mom at Bugis. fetch Fazri at Tampines. met mom only she start nagging. fuck irritating. just stuffed my earpiece into my ears and blast up the volume, she was pretty much blabbering to herself. hah. good enough i went over and help her fetch my lil' bro right. dad never fetch her, no car only want me come fetch. -.- then say what, she'll struggle if she's alone w Fazri. takyah beranak sudah ah gitu -.- everything i must help, carry Fazri everywhere. skajdnowehaiofj. whatevuh, so went home and put stuffs for awhile. then went out again, to meet Lisa under her block :&gt; lepak with her for awhile, chat-chat. haha, then 5:40 like that, she walked me to the traffic light, then bid goodbye. went home, start nag again. what fuck sia. then dad came home, anotheeeerrrr one. scolded me for no reason -.- then, i showed him my report book. which i obbbbvvvviooooousssssslyyyyy improved, and yah, did way better than always.. HE STARTED NAGGING! what the fuck you want from me sia! cb. do well in studies also not happy. fml. pissed me off a lot please, and i was seriously v upset. yeah, thought i could do my parents proud -______- so whatever laaah. then cooled down a bit, went online for awhile. talked with awesome friends, siap-siap to buka outside, then webcam-ed with Oscar for awhile. so went out, break fast at McDonald's at Kallang. after eating my meal, had my frappe and darrrrn good brownie. ha haaa :&gt; afterwards, head to Giant. on the way, the two people nag nag nag again. hah, then mom tried being nice but what the hell. i totally ignored her and glued my eyes on the tv. didn't even had a glance of her *smilez* then she paiseh a bit, talked to herself. lol. so reached, me and big bro decided to stay in the car. watched MVs, played bluetooth-ed songs, radio. haha. took pics of myself. i felt much better when my parents left lah. then they came back, head to Ikea pulak. we stayed in the car again. so bro and i were like playing with the camera in night mode. hahaha, takda kerja (Y) then they came back. saw Mak Long's family, salam-ed and all. then head home. at home, kena nagged AGAIN. so whatever lah, irritating -.- pfftz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;currently... stoning in progress. haha. so bored, can't sleep. i realized there's a lot of words up there. k not really. zzzz. can't stop sneezing now. bro's got flu, thanks for making my turn to sneeeeze :B i'm still thinking.. thinking of what to do.. how to tell you.. how to say it.. confirm later evvvverything awkward. hahaaaaa k bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;your lips touch my lips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;your hands on my hips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;it's gonna take a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;for me to give you a goodnight kiss.&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/3950778822925924021-1966028839131097219?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1966028839131097219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/youll-be-screaming-for-more-more-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1966028839131097219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1966028839131097219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/youll-be-screaming-for-more-more-more.html' title='You&apos;ll be screaming for more more more of me.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SqExouD_GhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/m9cLiQA55QI/s72-c/masks___for_temporary_use_only_by_featheredlight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-1639968471896163141</id><published>2009-09-03T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:18:31.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we wait'/><title type='text'>A change is a chance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sp9yZO9ZyHI/AAAAAAAAADw/Q_b82gIONVI/s1600-h/Vintage_photographer_by_Panter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377142257941596274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sp9yZO9ZyHI/AAAAAAAAADw/Q_b82gIONVI/s320/Vintage_photographer_by_Panter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday, Imraan! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(my boss)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yo. yesterda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;y and today is pretty much the same. mundane school day, went home straight for the two days. haha. so today's err, the 3rd. (HAPPY&lt;strong&gt;???&lt;/strong&gt;) 8th Monthsary to meeee. yeyness -.- setakat wish ajer, then never text or what for the day. bagus. whatevuh, school was normal, just okey. ha ha, had PW for the first two periods. but that dog-face Chionh had to take the sec 4 class, so two free periods :D glad so, cause my group didn't complete our work. and, Kim didn't come to school again. hah. then Maths right after, followed by English and recess. texted Faliq, Icha and Oscar the whole time. Lisa texted me too, and thanks for the concern, love :&gt; so during recess, sat with Lizda at the study table since Lin and Teng went to eat. sat there and made straw roses, haha fun tau. Lizda made me the heart shape, i likeee :B haha k then, had Home Ec. read textbook at the centre table, Mdm Zaidah was like in a good mood just now. so it was pretty fun (Y) halfway through, some upper sec guys walked outside the room, then started calling my name -.- hahah, scare me. couldn't really see who though. haha, then did sewing. at first wanted to help Sumo do his one, since i've completed mine last week.. but did the other task instead, the cross-stitching. so had Science right after. went to lab, then reached already, that bitch Ms Koh made us walked round the block twice cause we were noisy. lame much lah. we purposely got even noisier. HAH. then second time, walked pass her, me and Liz was like "LAME LAME LAME LAME LAME" super irritatingly. hahahaha and she just gave us the stare -.- after that, half the class got to go in and sit. then our turn, we can go in but must remain standing. but ah well, everybody didn't bother and just sat. hah, she was stupid enough lah. so i was like dozing off every time throughout the whole lesson. boring giler. then after school, went home straight. we had to bring home all the books in class, since there'll be national exams held in our classroom next week -.- fuck heavy sia bag. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so currently am just listening to music and chatting. vvvvvvvv boring lah. and hungry :C haha, mom made spaghetti today. yum, can't wait till break fast. hoho :B i'm looking forward to a better day tomorrow. cause it's Fridaaaay! :D Fridays are good days, what makes it better is also that there's no Maths :P and and, it's the last day of school for this term. haha, but i'm kind of nervous to get back my report book. pfft, and this also means that end of year exams are drawing nearer :S streaming, then sec 3. woah, this year's quite fast eh? hah, gotta do well in my studies :) heheeee. during holidays still need to come back school, for Science -.- just hope it'd be Mr Ng teaching. hah, i prefer him way more than that bitch lah. so boring want step gerek. hahah. sooo... maybe going out with brotherrr tomorrow? haha, i don't know, i thought i heard that last few days. that he wanted to find slippers, with me.. or not.. ? hahaha, whatever. will ask again. hope we are going out, cause i haven't gone out with brother for quite some time? :) hoho. i want new bags, clothes, shoes, hairstyle, skirts/shorts/wtv bottoms and perfumeeee. aaaaahhhh, that sums up to ; I NEED MONEY! hahahahaha pfft. i've only got 40 bucks now? how to get all those :c who care to belanja? hahaha k tak tau malu. :P i want to perm my hair for this rayaaaa :C but mom says it's expensive lah blahblahblaaaah. and she said it's better to keep it natural. boo :c and my Britney Spears' Fantasy perfume dah habis. double sadness :CCC haha whatevuh. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;if there'd be one thing i can have from you right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd like to be with you and hold you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;then there goes, goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;no, i mean "see you later".&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/3950778822925924021-1639968471896163141?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/1639968471896163141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-is-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1639968471896163141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/1639968471896163141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/change-is-chance.html' title='A change is a chance.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sp9yZO9ZyHI/AAAAAAAAADw/Q_b82gIONVI/s72-c/Vintage_photographer_by_Panter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8769700902802566645</id><published>2009-09-01T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:00:15.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='see you later'/><title type='text'>Think of you later.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376474025109637074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sp0So9rGR9I/AAAAAAAAADg/Fz0kdktuB_4/s320/Day_37___I__m_happy_by_Mondsplitter.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Dearrrest Huey Teng! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; Happy Teachers' Day :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hellllllooooooooo :&gt; last night was a total bummer but ah well, today's great. yep, no school today. and apparently it's my baby's birthday, that ah lian. hahaha :B woke up around 11 plus to Kylin's text message. slept back, then Lizda's turn to text me. haha. so then planned to me them both at 1 PM, meet the birthday girl at 2:30 PM. bathe then siap-siap, went out of house at 1 (haha) and met Lin at no. 3 bustop. it was raining. but whatever, not affecting us :&gt; so reached White Sands, met Liz and her brother. then we board the MRT to Tampines. reached, met with Sumo then head to TM. to find Teng's present (me and Liz really wanted to get her a dress) and intentionally to buy my slippers at Cotton On. hahaaa. so walked straaaight to Cotton On outlet, looked around. aimed on that one pretty dress, and bought it when all agreed :D i like, v nice. haha. so got my slippers too, for just 5 bucks with any purchase. IT'S ORANGE KAY NOT PINK! hahahaha, Lin kept saying it was pink. i find it reddish-orange, or more like salmon colour. kay whatever. hahaha, acually wanted the purple one, but no size. and Lizda was really glad so, what a bitch. hahaha! if not, she jealous :P so so so we MRT-ed back to Pasir Ris. walked to More Than Words at WS, to follow Liz's brother, Irfan to find Teng's present. haha, then ended up buying her this wallet downstairs. oh and, we bought this purple purse and stuffed the dress into it, cause we didn't have any wrappings or whatever. haha pretty cool though. 2:30 already, then this part start kecoh. hahaha. supposed to meet Teng at MRT station there, but we decided to fetch her, in front of her house. hahah, so Liz and Lin made some stories or what to her and say that they'll be late, so that she won't get out of her house before we reach there.. then went up her house, waited outside her door. tried our best to shut up, for she might hear us. then suddenly her dad walked out of the lift. was pretty shocked to see us outside, so we told him our plan. he went in. thennnnn.......... he went out and told us that she wasn't at home. HAHAHA! all started laughing like shit. semangat-semangat already sia. hahaha. so Liz called Teng, she was already out with Yuzhi, ready to meet us. lolzzzzz. couldn't stop laughing sia. hahah, so our plan failed. end up meeting her outside McDonald's. gave her presents and all, then go eat. after eating, went to toilet and took pictures. so i wanted to say "go to Watsons", but ended up saying "go to White Sands", which we're at. hahaha. went to Watsons and bought my foundation. realized i bought the wrong one, grrrrrrrrrrrr -.- hahah nvm. still can use. so we took this eyeshadow tester, then all go put on Teng's face. so called "bash" lah. hahaha. went to Fairprice, didn't buy anything then decided to go to park, but since it was wet, decided to go to E!hub. sat at the corner outside Explorer Kids, camwhore(d). all pictures are in Lin's camera. had a great time luvvvvz (L) so around 5:45 like that, i had to go. Lin, Liz, Sumo and Irfan all left Teng and Yuzhi (hehehe), and sent me to the bustop. waited with me for my bus, sweet right. haha. so hugged the girls goodbye (L) :D reached home around 6..? yeah. and, &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; texted me pretty well the whole time.. but honestly i don't get what &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; was saying. heh. what shit fuckfuckfuck. yawnz -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so currently just chilling to Hello Hollywood's songs (Y) and just chatting with Icha and Faliq. also chatting with Oscar. hahah. oh oh oh, i received the videos of me and cousins singing that time. shall upload one of them. haha, damn merepek lah. takda kerja abis. hoho. so i look forward to school tomorrow. hahah, cause there's no Maths :D butbutbut, there's Art tomorrow. and i haven't completed my work, which was due on Friday.. i think? :l but, Lizda's not gonna do it too, so to hell with it. :&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MY EXTENSIONS ON THE RIGHT JUST DROPPED OFF HMPHHHHH! :C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so here's the video i was talking about :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a6b516959a09cbfa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6b516959a09cbfa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329860019%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20712B5FF8CA66AD157AB842D0ABA4262DD4FF0A.5DBDC25A930BA93FF1CA03E930A501EAE2CD63DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6b516959a09cbfa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJRmv2gmpOu1SSDXtfconYGeGwqc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6b516959a09cbfa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329860019%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20712B5FF8CA66AD157AB842D0ABA4262DD4FF0A.5DBDC25A930BA93FF1CA03E930A501EAE2CD63DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6b516959a09cbfa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJRmv2gmpOu1SSDXtfconYGeGwqc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"this might be my last chance, so maybe i should take it. i just hope you're listening to everything i'm saying. i miss the bad fights, the good times; the way you make me feel will never leave my mind. i'll think of you later in my empty room, where i will fall asleep alone. so quit you whining, cause this is "see you later", i'm not into goodbyes. the warm nights will stay beside me, no matter where i go.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-8769700902802566645?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a6b516959a09cbfa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8769700902802566645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/think-of-you-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8769700902802566645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8769700902802566645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/09/think-of-you-later.html' title='Think of you later.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Sp0So9rGR9I/AAAAAAAAADg/Fz0kdktuB_4/s72-c/Day_37___I__m_happy_by_Mondsplitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-7304587943287226352</id><published>2009-08-31T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:55:34.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why 6 is afraid of 7'/><title type='text'>You talk a good game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpuiqIiXjMI/AAAAAAAAACw/a50kA-vkFLw/s1600-h/9baf8f42378c88945a423f5516115c1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376069424926657730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpuiqIiXjMI/AAAAAAAAACw/a50kA-vkFLw/s320/9baf8f42378c88945a423f5516115c1a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, hello :&gt; today was errr, pretty okay. half-day for today, as we celebrated Teachers' Day. ended school at 11. first period, Silent Reading o.o haha, then head to the hall, had the performance. kind of boring, but ah well, just enjoyed laughing at people. haha. then had award giving thingy afterwards. so 2e2 won the top number of gold scorers for Napfa test, and also the project work exhibition thingy. the pw, more like Atiqah and Nicole's group lah. but still, represent our class :D so got prize for the Napfa thingy, a wristband -.- haha. so after that, head back to class and settled down. went up to computer lab and watched this movie. quite interesting. haha. texted Lisa... and then she called when i was still in class. gave me a shock, cause my phone suddenly rang 0.0 hahahahaha v weird lah, it was on silent mode sia. quickly reject, lucky nobody really heard it besides my girls. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so after school, hugged goodbye to my girls, and head to meet Lisa under my block. Crisleen was there too :&gt; then she went off, followed Lisa home for awhile for her to keep her stuffs. so after that, we head to 185, there weren't like much people? haha, so we head to Central for awhile. then blahblah, head back to meet Farhana. unfortunately, Nadiah and Lina didn't come :C Nadiah go out with her mom, and Lina's sick. get well soon, luvvvv (L) so we head to our primary school's gate. Farhana didn't want to go in at first, so only me and Lisa did. then saw Filzah and Atikah inside. they forced Farhana in, and she did. haha. so walked around school. saw the guys. met some teachers, took photos. Ms Tay, my p6 form teacher actually remembered my nameeee :D haha. then waited for Syahidah at the gate, and walked around school again, but nothing much this time. so head out and lepak. Farhana went home earlier. then after lepak-ed for awhile, Syahidah, Filzah and Atikah all went home.. left me and Lisa. teman-ed her until 5:30 PM cause she didn't want to go back early. haha, so stoned lah the both of us. walk here and there. go in and out of 7-Eleven. haha, chat-chat with her. anddddd, thanks for listening to whatever crap i talked about and layan-ing my merepekness andandand also helping me. hehehe luv you Lisa :D oh, and she kept on saying that my brain's malfunctioning. hahaha. kay then, 5:20 like that, walked off. she sent me to traffic light there, then bid goodbye (L) kind of boring lah this year's celebration..? hahah. anddddd the fact that &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; ignored me the whole time i was there pisses me off a lot. -.- yup, brother told me to break :l hahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whatevuuuuuuuh. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376092703582390546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Spu31ISZCRI/AAAAAAAAADA/5Q0FvUmYKMA/s320/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ms Joycelyn Tay (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376092798140950962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Spu36oi6KbI/AAAAAAAAADI/Hq3D6vWf7rE/s320/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376092886969926402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Spu3_zdYwwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5VvMgaT3K5Y/s320/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 143px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376092967632213858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/Spu4Ef8xl2I/AAAAAAAAADY/j_RM31Mx0zw/s320/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;luvvvz (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;with a single glance from your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;we walk as strangers in these times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;all of what we know is about to end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;we'll keep on fighting, but we'll never win.&lt;/span&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/3950778822925924021-7304587943287226352?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/7304587943287226352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-talk-good-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7304587943287226352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/7304587943287226352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-talk-good-game.html' title='You talk a good game.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpuiqIiXjMI/AAAAAAAAACw/a50kA-vkFLw/s72-c/9baf8f42378c88945a423f5516115c1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-6399128475457445729</id><published>2009-08-29T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:09:53.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy hippy'/><title type='text'>We gon' run this town tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375414002961297282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SplOjjcrL4I/AAAAAAAAACI/wlPzSQU8kXo/s320/Be_Happy___by_without_you5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay i am writing this at 11:57 PM, before the clock strikes 12;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAK LANG (L)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hoho. so earlier part of today was pretty mundane. just stayed home with mom and lil' bro. did nothing much, just used the computer, tv and most of the time layan-ed Fazri. hahaha. he can't sit still, as usual. so 5-6 plus like that, siap-siap to go grandma/Mak Tam's place. before siap, Fazri played with his baby powder and put on my face. haha v cute lah he (L) then around 6 plus, dad came home. waited for him to bathe and siap, then head out. went to minimart for awhile, bought two bottles of Pepsi. haha, then go to nenek's house. reached there around 7? only few more minutes till buka. salam-ed everybody and talk-talk for awhile. Pak Lang's family was also there. Mak Long's family came later. k then buka, got lots of food. yummm, so ate lots and lots. hahaha. then just chill at the living room, watched MJ's show at channel 5. haha, then Fazri as usual, did his MJ dance. damn cute! :D so, sang birthday song for Pak Lang. got cakeee, durian mousse something. haha, took pictures. blahblah. me and Mardyyy got bored, decided to use the lappy. haha, then looked at some hairstyle, did some Facebook quiz and yeah, webcam-ed. snap pics as well as videos :D then head into the room. played some instrumental songs from Youtube and sang, recorded 'em. haha damn funny. Kakak Dina also joined. shall upload the videos upon receiving it from them :D then Pak Lang's family head home. after that us along with Mak Long's family. in the car, Fazri damn cute. laughed till he rolled, cause big bro disturb him and say some "ah" thingy. haha. got a video of it, but the dvd music was too loud, so couldn't really hear Fazri's laugh. aw haha. so then we hit McDonald's drive-thru at East Coast cause i wanted my Frappe! :D got them, then head home. outside the house v funny, got one big cicak exactly on our house door. then me, mom and big bro were fking scared. yeah, even my big bro. hahahaha. mom stood still, squealing. me and bro ran so far till like outside the immediate neighbour's house. i was like screaming all along, then lil bro ran around laughing while dad catches the lizard. hahahaha disgustingggg, you know how i'm afraid of lizards and all... hahaha :B&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375425206454490386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SplYvrtmlRI/AAAAAAAAACY/BMyY46Fck_E/s200/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;what Fazri did to me w his baby powder :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375425523008695522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SplZCG-AbOI/AAAAAAAAACg/YTtLrkxxj94/s200/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;birthday uncle! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anddddd.. picture of the day&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375426776872706194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SplaLF-e4JI/AAAAAAAAACo/D6XV2d1OH5w/s320/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NENEK KEREPOKKKKK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;few other pics; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2028602&amp;amp;id=1526515577&amp;amp;l=3181b53441"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2028602&amp;amp;id=1526515577&amp;amp;l=3181b53441&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. most pics with Kak Dina ah. have a goodnight, don't get nightmares. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;shine out your smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;hide down your fears.&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/3950778822925924021-6399128475457445729?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/6399128475457445729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-gon-run-this-town-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6399128475457445729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/6399128475457445729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-gon-run-this-town-tonight.html' title='We gon&apos; run this town tonight.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SplOjjcrL4I/AAAAAAAAACI/wlPzSQU8kXo/s72-c/Be_Happy___by_without_you5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8119304734235537611</id><published>2009-08-28T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:52:56.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time for me'/><title type='text'>This one's a cheap shot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpercgW0nnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xlE_Z1lz3EQ/s1600-h/Hide_Behind_Emotions_by_JackieJealousy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374953186500320882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpercgW0nnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xlE_Z1lz3EQ/s320/Hide_Behind_Emotions_by_JackieJealousy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;"i don't see the point in all this... maybe i don't take my chances, maybe we could just forget this, and maybe we could fall in love. well maybe you could pick my heart again, maybe i will give you that chance. now i never said i would hurt you, and baby, i never planned to. i wonder what good comes with this.. are you even thinking of me? and do you even miss me half as much as i miss you? we were holding so tight, it just slipped through our fingers. i'm sick of filling the empty space with the same conversation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sooooooooo.. school was shiok today. such a free day. seriously, the only lessons we had were like Silent Reading (which i don't consider as a lesson) and CME (also pretty much not a lesson). hahaaaa. Mdm Debby and Mdm Chang didn't come, so free 3 periods for English and free 2 periods for Geography. so after SR in the morning, had one period of English. chat with Lizda. then CME right after. went up to Oddysey Room, did the whatever mission of our life thingy. haha. then had Geog, played with Yu Xuan's dictionary! v cool y'know. got mp3, videos and stuffs. hahaha. so i got bored, decided to do the word puzzle the teacher gave us. then blahblahblah, chat with my girls.., had recess. upper-sec recess today. followed Teng and Kim buy their drinks, then sat at study table. the upper-sec guys were irritating please. haha. so had English again until school ends. i helped Felicia to cut her extensions and make it nicer ^^ then at first played heart attack with the guys. got bored, played truth or dare. haha, that one funnn. i remembered that i was dared to go up to Nicole and scream like orang gila. but then she ran away from me before i even shouted. then changed idea, i had to 'seduce' Irfan. so i tried. then he ran awaaay. HAHA! all run away from me. :( kay, so i can't really remember all the dares, but i know Hafizz had to do the Wonder Girls' dance. v cute and funny. hahaaaa, then Syahkir had to seduce the relief teacher. haha, idk his name. but he's the "blues clues" teacher hahaha. Rayyan had to touch-touch the teacher's hair. Lizda had to bastardly wake Yu Xuan up who's sleeping like shiok, by banging his table. haha. all damn funny. had fun, laughed till my cheeks hurt. hahaha. so after school, all decided to go home. took bus 3 with Liz and Teng, along with Yuzhi. cause i need to meet mom at her work place there. board the MRT, then saw Allysha with Faliq and Hazwan. hi luvvvvvvvvvvz then terus start kecoh. why? cause got Icha, hahahahaha. chat with them, until they stopped at Simei. bid goodbye. went to mom's work place, after that went to Bugis Street. a little shopping date with her. hahaaa. bought stuffs, then head home. was uncomfortable going out in school uniform lah.. didn't fetch Fazri cause he went to Johor with Nenek and Cik semua. so reached White Sands, saw Greenviewans collecting the donation thingy for the Yellow Ribbon. walked ahead, saw Suelynn and Hassan, they approached me and mom. haha, so we donated. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;currently just chilling to Holiday Parade's songs. i am v sleepy, but just couldn't sleep :C grr. i am hungry, ahhhh, can't wait to break fast. only few minutes more.. hmm, i'm excited for next Monday. really looking forward to meeting the ex-ws people. lots of misses yaw (L) hoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;kay, gotta help at the kitchen a bit for now. goodbye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;now's the time, the time for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;take a step back, take me seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;now's the time, the time you see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;see what's wrong and i bet you'd agree.&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/3950778822925924021-8119304734235537611?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8119304734235537611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-ones-cheap-shot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8119304734235537611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8119304734235537611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-ones-cheap-shot.html' title='This one&apos;s a cheap shot.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpercgW0nnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/xlE_Z1lz3EQ/s72-c/Hide_Behind_Emotions_by_JackieJealousy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-4435034381773248401</id><published>2009-08-27T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:09:54.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for[N]ever'/><title type='text'>Assurance, closure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpfJAXVL7hI/AAAAAAAAACA/4U88V5dVMuw/s1600-h/Kiss__by_clyme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374985688390037010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpfJAXVL7hI/AAAAAAAAACA/4U88V5dVMuw/s320/Kiss__by_clyme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"i'm just about ready to give up on you, one more fight and i'll be through with you. a change that i would not have expected to occur. and everytime that i look at you, i'm reminded of what we have been through. this routine has become so tiring, i'm at a loss for words. it was never as easy as it was before you and i lost touch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;internet at home sucks. have to refresh like akdsahudawozckx then cannnn, grr -.- so today was kind of fine. didn't feel like getting out of bed in the morning. but did anyways. school was okay, pretty mundane. had PW for the first two periods. it was the last session of the cyberwellness course thingy. v boring. then had Maths, got back our test papers. i passssssed :D got 18/25, good enough for me. cause i don't usually get a pass. haha. pretty satisfied, but i'll do better :B had English right after, split into groups to make few teachers' day cards for different teachers. was grouped with my girls + Cheryl. i didn't do anything, they were colouring here and there, smudging the pastel thingy. haha, i was vvvvvvv damn sleepy. couldn't sleep well last night due to baaaaaddd tummy cramps, now also still got :C k then after recess had Home Ec. we're supposed to bring our bags along for recess then go straight to the room, but most of us left them at class and wasted time. Mdm Zaidah got real angry that we had to write lines -.- after that, did sewing. then had Science right after. that damn Ms Koh did filing again and went through the worksheet for a period. then had practical test the next period and dragggged till 2. test was a bitch. didn't really get the experiment lah, what shit. but still manageable, except that my graph was really crap. haha. after school, raining. decide to go home, we walked in the rain to 219. then talk-talk with Ben, Douglas and Quang for awhile. bid goodbye, hugged babygirls (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so currently, checking out some bands' pictures and videos. still having cramps :( and i am v bored. the rainy weather's been great lately, i like the cooling feeling. = good weather to sleep. haha, but i can't sleep. boo. one thing i just realised about myself today; i tend to bite my lips a lot when i'm sad or stressing about something :l now there's a little cut on my lower lip. haha. k dah bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s, apologies to Allysha. vvvvvvv sorry baby. i was... you know.. :C sorry k. luvvv you loads! (L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll pretend you love me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i love you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-4435034381773248401?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/4435034381773248401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/assurance-closure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4435034381773248401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/4435034381773248401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/assurance-closure.html' title='Assurance, closure.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpfJAXVL7hI/AAAAAAAAACA/4U88V5dVMuw/s72-c/Kiss__by_clyme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-928278974694406415</id><published>2009-08-26T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:24:57.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy buddy'/><title type='text'>Because they were like drugs, then we all roll along.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpUGv1VxozI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qJryyxlwlrM/s1600-h/Disorder_And_Disarray_by_Xander_California.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374209149178585906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpUGv1VxozI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qJryyxlwlrM/s320/Disorder_And_Disarray_by_Xander_California.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yowzaaaaaaaaaaa! so i really enjoyed today, eventhough it was pretty normal :D had a great laugh with my awesome babygirls (L) school was perfectly fine, why? NO MATHS :DDDDDDD so first period was Silent Reading, as usual, Chang asked us to stand up and head to class from the quadrangle. like so kiasu, always want our class to be first -.- irritating. hahah, but whatevuh. had Science right after, Ms Koh was damn irritating, as usual. after Mr Ng taught us, she took over and did some filing. yep, so i didn't bother about filing 'em, it was pretty much thin compared to those who were consistent at filing. haha. then she took my file as an example blahblahblah saying something like those with these kinds of files are irresponsible yada yada yada. -.- there are like others even thinner lah, good enough i filed some right. hah, what a bitch. she 'confiscated'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; me and Teng's ring, then don't want to give back. other people, she give back their stuff. zzz. k wtv, gonna have Science practical test tomorrow. so so so, after Science, had MT then PE. went back to class with Cheryl during PE and took something. then wanna walk back, Chang saw us. he called me over and started asking me about the 'somebody' from my clique. haha, all i replied was practically "uhh..", "i don't know" throughout the whole 'talk'. :B played baseball? didn't play, stomach cramps. sat down at the field then chat with Felicia and ganggggg. talked to Dee about stuffs. hahah, so had recess after. recess with upper-sec, sat at study table. during Art, sat with my PPG and telephone. hahahaha. coloured my last week's drawing. Wei Zheng helped out abit. haha. English... did situational writing. then after school, waited for Liz and Kim who're talking to Chang.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so reached gate, it was raining. for some reason me and Lin didn't want to walk in the rain. haha, then ended up running across to under block 219. was like bunch of idiots laughing and shouting while running. haha, then when walking, there was this huge fly or something. all of us screamed and apparantly froze. o.o walked few steps in front then stop for idk what, Kim told Lin so calmly "Lin, got lizard." then everybody screaaaaaammmmed. it was like black lah. so disgusting. hahahahaha v funny. so walkwalkwalk, i couldn't stop laughing. haha. then crossed over and head to the minimart near Lin's block. bought instant noodles and went to 249 there to eat. Ruhilda came... :l Teng, Liz and Lin ordered her to buy them food. haha, so she did. Teng was with her kitty as always. haha, then took pictures and a video of Lin attempting to moonwalk. hahahahaha v cuteeeeeeee! and and, i kena fart by Teng and Lin hahaha :C then blahblah, head home. oh yeah, before that, saw Matthew and Wei Zheng running, for basketball training. then Lin saw ehemehem, terus hyper like what. happy giler. hahahaha, damn cute. then hugged goodbye (L) went to minimart with Fazri (lil bro) for awhile after bathing, he v cute. he carry his own plastic bag, hahahaha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;currently webcam-ing with Faliq. v irritating lah heeeeeee. hahaha. i can't stop listening to The Summer Set's version of "Love In This Club" by Usher. way nicerrrrr. and and and, i'm like so in love with the two brothers lah, John and Stephen Gomez. supaaaa cute (L) oh, i like how this band have a female, Jessica Bowen, as the drummer. like cool or whuuuuuuuut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374223273106210706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpUTl9Eh_5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/aKYXYQc4eTA/s320/l_1b9956cbcd5242eaaf4364573bda2ecf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374223395214796434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpUTtD9fJpI/AAAAAAAAABA/qMlR_Kp1QMU/s320/n8064322500_1531432_4660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;second pic, the one on the far right's John and next to him's Stephen. cute rightttttttttt! :DDD i like John's curlywurly hair, v cute! and that girl's the drummer i was talking about. cooliozx.&lt;br /&gt;haha k bye :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;unexpected joy brings natural laughters,&lt;br /&gt;we are the happy souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-928278974694406415?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/928278974694406415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-they-were-like-drugs-then-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/928278974694406415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/928278974694406415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-they-were-like-drugs-then-we.html' title='Because they were like drugs, then we all roll along.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpUGv1VxozI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qJryyxlwlrM/s72-c/Disorder_And_Disarray_by_Xander_California.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-494122444615356008</id><published>2009-08-25T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:30:38.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids undercover'/><title type='text'>Bring on the fame, live it up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373808324927035602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpOaMypQGNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5OjZLxNY3mM/s320/Heaven_Skaters_Part_II_by_ealz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so today, school was seriously damn monotonous. i was sleepy all morning, couldn't concentrate half the time. so skip to after recess, i was like dozing off every minute during Science. had Maths afterwards, fuck four periods. Chang took over Lifeskills period for his Maths. didn't concentrate, was like playing with eraser (i know, lame), drawing on the table and my hand.. haha, then third period went up to comp lab, i enjoyed doing the Sets topic? haha fun. oh yeah, Wei Zheng v cute. he kept my photo in his wallet, next to his photo, then got heart shape. awww hahaha. then he kept calling me and show me his wallet, then kiss the picture. hahaha. then after school, waited outside the comp lab to wait for my Bubbles (Lizda) who's still in there. she's done then blahblahblah.. head outside school, didn't go anywhere cause Kylin and Teng wanna go eat sushi. so decide to go home, hugged goodbye. (L) oh oh oh, then walked to minimart for awhile, bought some sweets :B yup, didn't fast again, valid reason k. haha, then went back, under my block, saw this hothotheatz skaterrrrrrrrrrrr. hahaha, went up the same lift with me, he smiled at me awwwwwwwwww *meltz* you know how hot skaters turn me on. hahahahahaha. in my heart i was like "ask for my number duuuuudez" haha, perasan abit :B kkkk dah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;currently on the phone with Allysha. A is for Allysha, A is for ASS. see how they are much related? hahaha :D am chatting with Faliq and Hafiz, along with others too lah :) the two guys damn irritating please, keep bullying this cutez bunnyz. hahahahaha fish fuck lalat :PPP but ah well, still luvz youz guyz. honoured kan? :P kk dah. haha, decided to add some music to this blog. the player thingy like cacat sia. or was it just my internet..? k nvm, will try again later :)oh and, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;psssssttt, i'm like so into Hello Hollywood now. the band and the music itself. aaaaahh hotz! check 'em out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 81px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373826242415366002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpOqfufXD3I/AAAAAAAAAAc/hyZr-AA2AjM/s320/Artist-5139120-finalpanoramacopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373825566135138930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpOp4XJlunI/AAAAAAAAAAU/c0dNUfNT0z4/s320/Artist-5003965-HH9524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hot rightttttt! (L)(L)(L)&lt;br /&gt;K BYE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;so let's go back, back to the beginning again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;then we'll be just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe someday soon you will get the nerve to call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;but until then, so sorry, so late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&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/3950778822925924021-494122444615356008?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/494122444615356008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/bring-on-fame-live-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/494122444615356008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/494122444615356008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/bring-on-fame-live-it-up.html' title='Bring on the fame, live it up.'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtLTOZOvbaY/SpOaMypQGNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5OjZLxNY3mM/s72-c/Heaven_Skaters_Part_II_by_ealz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3950778822925924021.post-8198015320807159889</id><published>2009-08-24T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:23:33.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got a bloggggggg hahaha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;geez, kay hi :DDD yup, me blogging hahaha. it's been like decades since i've done all these blogging stuffs? haha, apparently did this blog for $$$. hehehe, met with Allysha and Faliq just now. did some lame stuffs, shouldn't elaborate on it :B there, they somehow had a motive(?), yeah, so they asked me to make a blog if i want 20 buckz. like so random. buttttt, easy money yo. aha i'm like in need of cash :S so here it is, and i have to like keep updating up to at least a month. or else i shall have to pay them back double the price. haha, crazy kids :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;god it feels awkward blogging! hahaha shall rather keep this blog low-profile? haha kay bye. i'll try blogging normally tomorrow :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck you fish. fuck you bitch hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3950778822925924021-8198015320807159889?l=femmefatale-f.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/feeds/8198015320807159889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-bloggggggg-hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8198015320807159889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3950778822925924021/posts/default/8198015320807159889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://femmefatale-f.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-bloggggggg-hahaha.html' title='i got a bloggggggg hahaha!'/><author><name>Fazzera, 14.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10599713482276404166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
