<?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-8726272437795071486</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:35:55.473-08:00</updated><category term='Bored Space Steam'/><category term='5SB'/><category term='Malaysia'/><category term='boredom Farah Idayu'/><category term='Puasa'/><category term='Choir'/><category term='Uncle'/><category term='Kibum'/><category term='Donghae'/><category term='Twilight Robert Pattison'/><title type='text'>Germs on My tongue</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm unfaithful , I'm loud , I'm satanic at times and an angel when the time comes , I'm Farah . Nice to meet you :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-2336770632088153101</id><published>2010-05-12T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T09:02:50.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its a good thing nobody reads this shit</title><content type='html'>Its really good.&lt;br /&gt;Theres someone :)&lt;br /&gt;Hes my angel.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know HOW I got attracted to him in the first place ,  I think there must be a love tumor in my head or something. But hes just got something about him that makes me want to get to know him better .&lt;br /&gt;1) Hes quiet.&lt;br /&gt;2)Hes emo&lt;br /&gt;3)Hes tall&lt;br /&gt;4)Hes so bloody cute when he smiles. So I want to see more of that. Especially when they're only for me :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. He stole my heart when I least expected him to. I look forward to how things will develop between us :D&lt;br /&gt;Awkward or not, It better go somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-2336770632088153101?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/2336770632088153101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=2336770632088153101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2336770632088153101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2336770632088153101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-good-thing-nobody-reads-this-shit.html' title='its a good thing nobody reads this shit'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-874345139550888888</id><published>2010-04-14T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:17:23.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first in how many months?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I don't know what to write anymore. Its not like theres anything new to life thats so important that I have to share with the rest of the world . To update on a few things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1) IM IN COLLEGE. Woohoo! Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2)I'm still single. SO if there are any GOOD candidates , please let me know :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3)I miss my old school friends . BADLY. Even that little meanie(You know who you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4)Theres KOREAN dudes in my college , and they are LOUD. period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Besides that , nothing else is new. Oh , what about Obama is replacing Queen Elizabeth next week?*laughs*I bet the whole world would running around in &lt;strong&gt;chaos.&lt;/strong&gt; *touchwood* Psst: &lt;strong&gt;DONGHAE&lt;/strong&gt; has a frikkin twitter. And to top things of, hes a TWEETWHORE. gah! Of all the good men left in the world , why him?!?!? I can literally feel my body shrinking and slinking into holes in the ground, if that was even possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CRAP. College until 4:30 tomorrow. Beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Talk to me.&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/8726272437795071486-874345139550888888?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/874345139550888888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=874345139550888888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/874345139550888888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/874345139550888888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-in-how-many-months.html' title='The first in how many months?'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-2026467454935782451</id><published>2010-02-13T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T06:22:13.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just felt like it</title><content type='html'>Ah , I miss school. Darn right I wish I was still in that seat , talking to everyone and simply having good old dirty fun. *sigh* Why am I saying this now? Ish , its not like I don't have other things to worry about. Per say , my salary paycheck.. my non-existent college.. non-existent boyfriends who do not know of my existence.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;This is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first , I must :&lt;br /&gt;1) MASTER HANGEUL!&lt;br /&gt;2) Get into a COLLEGE&lt;br /&gt;3) Play the guitar well&lt;br /&gt;4) Memorize dance steps&lt;br /&gt;5) Memorize DH and EH's rap parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam la penting sangat. I'm curious how everyone is doing out there.&lt;br /&gt;Minna , tanoshikatta? Mata atode~ :D    Hopefully not on the day we'll be receiving our results, but someday.&lt;br /&gt;Eh , WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR CLASS PARTY?!! HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-2026467454935782451?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/2026467454935782451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=2026467454935782451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2026467454935782451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2026467454935782451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-felt-like-it.html' title='I just felt like it'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3423483217722386549</id><published>2010-01-08T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T08:57:31.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I've recently found out that I am not that Malas. Someone else has beaten me into it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;In any case , Please listen to this track below , its awesome :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SHOofZQtG88&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SHOofZQtG88&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-3423483217722386549?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3423483217722386549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3423483217722386549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3423483217722386549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3423483217722386549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2010/01/malas.html' title='Malas'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-844166409398131342</id><published>2009-12-16T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T07:44:01.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a construction worker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I have noticed this for the longest time , why is it that my blogpage seems so &lt;em&gt;under-decorated&lt;/em&gt;? This is annoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So yesterday , I went to Guitar Collection shop to search for guitar lessons. And yes , btw , i'm taking a guitar class soon! WOOOOTT!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finally , I get to hold &lt;strong&gt;MY OWN guitar&lt;/strong&gt;. There was one particular guitar that I liked , it was polished like any new guitar would be , dark brown on the edges and light brown in the middle. It was BEAUTIFUL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I want it~ I mean , its only RM 200.At least i didn't ask for the RM800 guitar. Not my taste :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then , I went inside to see how &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Atiqah&lt;/span&gt; was doing with her lesson. Haha. She looked so focused on her guitar and the tabs. Maybe I was making her stressed. Ah well ! But later we decided to go out to OU ( on impulse ). So us being us , ran to the first floor of the new wing and holla! Clothes shop in a row. This is one of the reasons why i adore OU so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let me tell you , we shouldn't be allowed anywhere near changing rooms. Seriously. Because once we get it , there is no way we'll be getting out without taking at least 100 pictures. I bet the other customers were pissed as hell. Hell , I would've been too. But Who cares? I haven't shopped with Atiq in ages. Shopped as in window shopping aite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We were broke. All we had was RM 20 each. Broke wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Syj-_iJ9YaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2RtkOIMjfVc/s1600-h/F.A+32.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415858919366812066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Syj-_iJ9YaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2RtkOIMjfVc/s400/F.A+32.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Where was it.. Dorothy Perkins maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My schedule is all over the place. I won't even realise it if World War III errupted in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise , I'm pretty much stuck in front of the screen watching BBF, what a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;P/S: Can anyone teach me basic editing skills?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-844166409398131342?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/844166409398131342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=844166409398131342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/844166409398131342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/844166409398131342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-construction-worker.html' title='I need a construction worker'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Syj-_iJ9YaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2RtkOIMjfVc/s72-c/F.A+32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-2554572307492244079</id><published>2009-11-30T10:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:16:51.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st December 1992</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SxQY8UqnPHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/k-6IphvZgeA/s1600/Image068+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 377px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409976476997467250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SxQY8UqnPHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/k-6IphvZgeA/s400/Image068+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes people just take you offguard. You don't expect anything from them , sometimes you don't even realise them , but then they just come into your life and you're thinking "What have I been doing all this time?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;So today is my birthday. Yay , i'm 17 *sleepy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;It's not like it makes a difference . I was 16 3 hours ago , well , not anymore. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;But! I just wanted to thank all these people for your wonderful messages , truly , you guys are the best!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) Inaz Syazea Allya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2)Salwa Mohsin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3)Sarah Syafiqa Allya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;4)Aqilah Razak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) Celine Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;6)Atiqah Razak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;7)Kaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;8)Wong Yi Laine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;9)Fazira Che Ghani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Truth be told , I honestly didn't expect anyone to even remember .Half because my birthday ALWAYS gets forgotten. Every year. Always. WITHOUT Fail. Even my parents seem to have forgotten , and they came into my room just 2 hours ago asking me to&lt;em&gt; sleep&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Without&lt;/em&gt; saying anything. =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;Trust them to remember their only daughter's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm just feeling light and happy , thanks to those people's messages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;My favourite was from Kaii's when she added that DONGHAE LOVES YOU line. I don'tknow why , but it made me feel energized by 100X. Haha. I'm such a cheapo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Still , I think I should learn to appreciate people around me more. Instead of closing one eye to the world and shutting them out , I'll open both and try taking things in bit by bit. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah! Farah Hwaitin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you girls , you made my day with your simple wishes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Neomu neomu neomu kamsahamnida, Saranghaeyo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/8726272437795071486-2554572307492244079?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/2554572307492244079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=2554572307492244079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2554572307492244079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2554572307492244079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/11/1st-december-1992.html' title='1st December 1992'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SxQY8UqnPHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/k-6IphvZgeA/s72-c/Image068+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-8140994652327120648</id><published>2009-11-27T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T08:37:37.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family , Fun and Food :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sw_9118OUXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gXxyZSFOWHM/s1600/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408820778949824882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sw_9118OUXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gXxyZSFOWHM/s400/Image023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Haji everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Geez , If I knew I was gonna get so much fun in one day , I would've settled for comfy pants and ditched my Zara jeans at home ==". Ugh, It was practically leeching off my butt. Not the best sight to pose in front of your uncles, aunts.. kids.. little babies. *sigh* I learnt my lesson.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Psst: Ain't he cute ?! I've no idea whose son he was , but I felt like squishing him X3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ood&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &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 style="color:#000000;"&gt;If you'd tasted the lambchop , this Malay saying would fit perfectly - &lt;em&gt;mak mertua lalu pun tak perasan . &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Fun :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Dirt , dirt and more dirt. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I can't believe how much drama could've piled up in less than a month. ==" My family is so full of drama. Atiqah and her Current boytoy , Syaf and her PsychoBoy , Syaz and her prom drama.. And that wasn't even close to even quarter of the whole thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;The best thing was when I said that i might be going to prom with Fawwaz - (A guy who i don't even know) as suggested by my friend , they flipped. Flipped and flopped all over the sofa like a fish on land . &lt;em&gt;Wow&lt;/em&gt; . All it took was one word. Ah well , its not like i'm going anyway. What a waste , They did stress on the importance of his hotness . Whats the point of going to prom with a guy I barely even know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;And *drumrolls* We're gonna start a band! Hah! That made me laugh , btw . The thought of 5 of us on stage playing real instruments delivering a real show. It'll be kinda cool if it did work out. I'm in charge of lyrics and *snorts* &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vocals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Seriously , I should just count the number of people who goes deaf when I kill that mic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Psst : Abang Firdaus has got a pretty good taste in girls . Maaf! Atiqah and I snooped around your computer just now .hehe XD Truly , I didn't expect to see or find anything interesting (at least by his standards) and I find this fair skinned , cute malay girl with big eyes smiling in one of those irressistable icons that says : &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CLICK ME!&lt;/span&gt; Geez , get married already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;And Abg Ali , &lt;strong&gt;I WANT YOUR GUITARS&lt;/strong&gt;. He has 4 , btw . Oh , I didn't know a base guitar would be so bloody heavy and long to boot. Never ever am I ever playing base guitar. (Unless money is involved.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Family :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my family :) &lt;/strong&gt;Friends come and go , but Family lasts forever. I once read it in a friend's book , which I found to be hurtful to myself ( because I thought , &lt;em&gt;Hello , Do you want me to be gone&lt;/em&gt;?) But I think I may have understood just how true it is. My family just plain rocks. *shows rock sign* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Btw , I am extremely proud to say that &lt;strong&gt;MY nephew , Kak Hafizah's son , scored &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;15As&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in his UPSR&lt;/strong&gt; . 15As , ladies and gentleman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sw_91hBNrRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Uy2k63BYQFI/s1600/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408820773333609746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sw_91hBNrRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Uy2k63BYQFI/s400/Image029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;From left:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Syaz - Innocent much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The sesated Pak Arab- Atiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Farah - The camwhore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;The Emo Maknae - Qila&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;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The MIA- Syaf (tah la dia buat apa&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/8726272437795071486-8140994652327120648?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/8140994652327120648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=8140994652327120648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/8140994652327120648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/8140994652327120648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-fun-and-food-d.html' title='Family , Fun and Food :D'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sw_9118OUXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/gXxyZSFOWHM/s72-c/Image023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-4906960502266984873</id><published>2009-11-25T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T06:39:55.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 things.and probably some other more things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;One , Addmaths is a gone case and I'm dead sure about it .&lt;br /&gt;How the hell were we mere mortals supposed to crack that out? What do they think we're Graces or what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two , IRIS.&lt;br /&gt;I am in LOVE with IRIS. After the ? episode , I am most definitely head over heels , intestineally twisted inside out-generally obsessed over the show. And I just realized that while watching the show , 80% of it was me with high blood pressure , and mouth + eyes wide open. O.O like that &lt;&lt;. Though I must say , its vaguely reminding me of a hindustan movie. The way the main character just NEVER dies.. well , obviously. *rolls eye* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm hoping for better luck with my science subjects. God help me . I can't even pass my addmaths, let alone physics.. *shudder* In any case! I'll try keeping a stress free mind for the next 4 days. &lt;strong&gt;Try anyways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Donghae , I'm sorry. I think I may be falling out of love with you. But wtv , its not like you'd care *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-4906960502266984873?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/4906960502266984873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=4906960502266984873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4906960502266984873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4906960502266984873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-thingsand-probably-some-other-more.html' title='2 things.and probably some other more things'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-1835011364760237658</id><published>2009-11-21T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:58:01.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMA I love you</title><content type='html'>MAMA as in Mnet Asian Music Awards.(Mak , I love you too)&lt;br /&gt;Its frikkin awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G Dragon&lt;/strong&gt; , What the hell did they do to your hair? Nevertheless , I was in awe with his performance. Those people in white , they looked like his personal armies. I swear , this guy is creating his own batalion or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brown Eyed Girls- Congratulations&lt;/strong&gt;! They were simply amazing . I had no idea they were doing a colab with KARA , but Wow . Their performance took my breath away. What do you think ? Females shaking their butt+ hip is an epic win , especially when its done by Ga In and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 PM : HOT HOT HOT!! &lt;/strong&gt;I felt like ripping Taec's shirt off. And Khun ?! GAH! This guy is so adorable!! The look on his face for that Ba (whatever her name is)'s performance was priceless!! His cuteness was overload. Even my dad laughed. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what the hell am I doing watching MAMA ? I pun tak tau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-1835011364760237658?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/1835011364760237658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=1835011364760237658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/1835011364760237658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/1835011364760237658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/11/mama-i-love-you.html' title='MAMA I love you'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-8601212519727330684</id><published>2009-11-17T06:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T06:14:25.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM IS TOMORROW</title><content type='html'>GOOD LUCK EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-8601212519727330684?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/8601212519727330684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=8601212519727330684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/8601212519727330684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/8601212519727330684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/11/spm-is-tomorrow.html' title='SPM IS TOMORROW'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-2343330877976480679</id><published>2009-10-17T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:14:22.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Donghae , you're a tease</title><content type='html'>Gah , I think its stupid . Absolutely stupid. I'M STUPID. Why do I repeat the same mistakes OVER and OVER again? I never learn do I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) NEVER fall for a guy you CANT HAVE - FAILED&lt;br /&gt;2) NEVER put all your eggs in one basket. - half failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , I'm just praying that my phase for Donghae will pass. As it does . I hope it goes away  faster , preferably before SPM. Hes diverting me from everything . Curse him , Damn him. But I hope he never has to go to hell. But for now, *exhale* release stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results sucked. period.&lt;br /&gt;and.. that my back hurts from hunching too much.&lt;br /&gt;yep , thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2ST 's bad girl is awesome, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H7DzCSxPl7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H7DzCSxPl7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-2343330877976480679?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/2343330877976480679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=2343330877976480679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2343330877976480679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2343330877976480679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/10/donghae-youre-tease.html' title='Donghae , you&apos;re a tease'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-6566540706213007511</id><published>2009-09-24T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:33:07.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir Batin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To those I've hurt , annoyed , pissed or whatever it is that I did that made you upset , lets all  forgive and forget . Though its a little late , why not start clean . Its better late than never , right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all , eat lots - blast your diet plans and pig out ;D , enjoy yourself and have a happy raya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall update when time allows me to take a break from my studies ,  Au Revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-6566540706213007511?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/6566540706213007511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=6566540706213007511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/6566540706213007511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/6566540706213007511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-6079850291632210780</id><published>2009-09-17T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:28:46.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be your Super Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Do Pei Ni" Someone care to translate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pit7RS4mPI0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pit7RS4mPI0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Where do I start? I had physics today . Enough said , its &lt;strong&gt;physics&lt;/strong&gt; . &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , the one and only paper I have NEVER scored an A in before , the paper which crushed all my hopes and dreams of ever obtaining a full 10AI. Yeah , THAT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what ? I couldn't answer nearly.. half of the paper in Paper 1 . Awesome huh? God , i feel like hitting my head against a good old brick wall and make me forget that I stand a pretty good chance , or probably have , of failing . An F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of F , I think the letter &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt; is cursed. So this was what happened in class just now . Me , Dan , Han , Shaf and Fify was sitting at my table , Me Shaf Han and Fify was attempting some Physics question while the brain genius Dan sat there and helped us. The irony . How menyakitkan hati . Its a good thing shes my best friend , or I would've murdered her by now. Anyway , we were studying . So suddenly Han pointed out that everyone has an F in their name - cept Dan . And by the means of god , she started relating our names to some familiarly painfully annoyingly sensible words such as the word : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And starting there , the rest of the questions started seeming increasingly difficult . (Khurafat!) Pfft , well maybe it was just us . Me and my.. rusted .. 17 year old brain . Woww. Imagine what it'll be like in 50 years time &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Ah , my fake teeth !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw , my name is Farah. Of all the letters in the great english letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way , I don't care anymore . For I am distracting myself with &lt;strong&gt;Super Junior M's latest Super Girl&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donghae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; looks so cute and innocently inviting , if thats even legal. Ah well , I think I need to learn Chinese more than Korean . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;An even more satisfying thought is that I'm going back to my hometown , PERLIS! WOOOT! YEEEEAAAAAAAY!!!!! Rayaaaa! I can't wait , seriously. Well , its just that I cant wait o show off my white &lt;em&gt;baju kurung&lt;/em&gt;. =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"The tanned man's burden",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Love , Farah  &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/8726272437795071486-6079850291632210780?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/6079850291632210780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=6079850291632210780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/6079850291632210780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/6079850291632210780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-be-your-super-girl.html' title='I&apos;ll be your Super Girl'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-1965890589435144575</id><published>2009-08-30T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:48:35.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donghae'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SpqsnRdm_5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/vA95U3gy6zQ/s1600-h/Malaysia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375798895922577298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SpqsnRdm_5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/vA95U3gy6zQ/s400/Malaysia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YO! Its12:38 and I just finished watching 8TV Quickie (there was some pretty cool stuff on) and Happy 52nd birthday Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  Speaking of which , The Helmi guy who won the 1Remaja, 1Malaysia video contest bothered me by his lack of confidence and ability to speak . It was unervingly annoying. If i was in the studio , I would've smacked him on the face and would've said &lt;em&gt;"Speak Proper Malay , if not don't speak Malay at all&lt;/em&gt;" because he was thrashing on it like some kind of mother fucker . I was insulted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well , other than that . I cried for Donghae , again . This guy makes me cry too much , seriously. Whenever I see him talk about his father , I'd see him tearing up , and almost on impulse , my tears would come out rolling too. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375798477988436770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SpqsO8iWGyI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BHLcJFJInLg/s400/435rsdyt9vz9_medium.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm darn right emotionally attached to Donghae , virtually. I hope hes happy now.And thats why I love you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Selamat Pagi , Moga2 insan ini mencapai 10A1 dalam SPM 09'. Amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-1965890589435144575?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/1965890589435144575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=1965890589435144575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/1965890589435144575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/1965890589435144575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-malaysia.html' title='Happy Birthday Malaysia'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SpqsnRdm_5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/vA95U3gy6zQ/s72-c/Malaysia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3399808764439210134</id><published>2009-08-21T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:11:03.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puasa'/><title type='text'>*insert curse word*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/So8aghYohHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/brLVjU_KaqU/s1600-h/3310347813_e611492564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 364px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372542026496115826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/So8aghYohHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/brLVjU_KaqU/s400/3310347813_e611492564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                 &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No I'm NOT cursing Donghae . G'Mornin Donghae :)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its already the 22nd of August , meaning the muslim world will now be fasting for a month . Today also marks the date of my &lt;em&gt;FIRST&lt;/em&gt; period. I feel like screaming now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even after having sahur , how the hell did I not know? This is so unfair. Oh well , just as long as it doesn't go on for 10 days ..like last year . It was hell trynna replace it . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To make things fun , my pads decided either run or hide from me , There isn't a single pad in my house currently . Wonderful . We'll just bleed away like a cat giving birth , no problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then theres the endometrium wall breaking down , which feels like , well , your insides are being squeezed till its red and sore . Sabar je la&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/8726272437795071486-3399808764439210134?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3399808764439210134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3399808764439210134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3399808764439210134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3399808764439210134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/08/insert-curse-word.html' title='*insert curse word*'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/So8aghYohHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/brLVjU_KaqU/s72-c/3310347813_e611492564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-1231504290390292574</id><published>2009-08-16T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:51:37.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish</title><content type='html'>~&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that there was never something called &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~that I was rich girl ,nananna~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~that I can be lazy all I want without getting shouted at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~to walk in&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Strand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R.O.C.K.S&lt;/span&gt;-period)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~that my period would come tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~that I won't miss any days during puasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~that I would get my driving license A.S.A.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~that I can read all the mangas in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~to meet Donghae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~to meet that guy in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P/S: since I'm at it , I'll tell you my dream. Mind you its a little corny ,heh :D&lt;br /&gt;I was dancing and singing to Let's Not-SuJu with this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;white , straight-nosed , really hot guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I remember asking him "Why don't you have a phone?" .. God , so gatal. And he answered me "No , I don't. The witch took it away" LOL. Indeed there was a witch , and she was quite scary in her own ways.&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;yeah thats it , oh and if anyone knows which mp4 converter works for me that'll be very helpful :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;U R Man-SS501 (&lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE MAN&lt;/strong&gt;! ambik kau.HAHAA XD)&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/8726272437795071486-1231504290390292574?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/1231504290390292574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=1231504290390292574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/1231504290390292574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/1231504290390292574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3639232170047082305</id><published>2009-07-25T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T09:16:58.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so disturbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That , and I feel &lt;em&gt;extremely exposed&lt;/em&gt; after watching that cursed movie.&lt;br /&gt;1) I wasn't expecting it at all- no warnings , no sirens , just thrown right into your face&lt;br /&gt;2) IT WAS &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HSU YI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;S HOUSE FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;3) Whose CD was it?!&lt;br /&gt;4) I'll never ever watch that movie ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt :&lt;strong&gt; DONT WATCH IT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The house on the left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Don't&lt;/em&gt; even be intrigued. Its &lt;strong&gt;not worth it&lt;/strong&gt; . Trust me. I learnt from my experience. Its just a sick and repulsive , but otherwise creative and thrilling &lt;em&gt;if&lt;/em&gt; you minus the whole 18-sx criteria - which technically was what the whole movie was bassed on-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , leaving that disgusting phase behind , I had marvelous time at The Wongs . Their house, a bungalow was simply huge , and welcoming . I loved it . and i particularly liked their changing room, its so comfy . Oh , and I'd never guessed it :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrea&lt;/strong&gt; has a really soothing voice . &lt;strong&gt;Xin Yan&lt;/strong&gt; has a heck of a beautiful voice . &lt;strong&gt;Kay Jean&lt;/strong&gt; has an innocent tinge to her voice, its so cute.  &lt;em&gt;Mine&lt;/em&gt; ? &lt;em&gt;Doremifasolati- i died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I might be Bi . &lt;strong&gt;Watch the video&lt;/strong&gt; and you'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEGAwJTgyg0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEGAwJTgyg0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saranghae Donghae :)&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/8726272437795071486-3639232170047082305?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3639232170047082305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3639232170047082305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3639232170047082305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3639232170047082305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-disturbed.html' title='I&apos;m so disturbed'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-4625033423530765583</id><published>2009-07-19T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T07:21:35.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Press the reset</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I NEED SUPER JUNIOR'S 3RD ALBUM A.S.A.P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'M DYING WITHOUT IT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I &lt;em&gt;NEED&lt;/em&gt; MY &lt;strong&gt;SUJU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Thats all, I just felt the overpowering urge to shout it to the world.&lt;br /&gt;and oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONGHAE SARANGAE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DFFHZpky8vs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DFFHZpky8vs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-4625033423530765583?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/4625033423530765583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=4625033423530765583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4625033423530765583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4625033423530765583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/07/press-reset.html' title='Press the reset'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-2753721117266858047</id><published>2009-07-17T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:34:16.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Maroon Monsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SmCnHvYtDrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/h_5vQqAoIio/s1600-h/lol.+that+was+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359467307991895730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SmCnHvYtDrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/h_5vQqAoIio/s400/lol.+that+was+fun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SmCnHUGGGCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/mY6lPo34PvU/s1600-h/mangkuks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359467300666087458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SmCnHUGGGCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/mY6lPo34PvU/s400/mangkuks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once a Maroon , Always a Maroon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once , there was a little girl who wrecked havoc in the classroom of 1 Erat - along with some other of her accompliances ;D , who by the miracle of god - or probably by the worrying mindset of the teachers of SA - managed to get chosen as a Prefect Probie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So , it began. The pain , the complains , the hatred ; The TORTURE. She was in form 1- hating life , and to top it off , she willingly signed herself off as the school's personal slave. But , that was only the beggining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Along the way , she met some interesting creatures , learned invaluable lessons , and made some girls whom she is proud to call Friends . 5 years later , on July 17th , she had her last AGM. It was wonderful , it was emotional - Thank you very much Kar, for the crying you made us do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and it was memorable&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;especially &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Trish's&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"GOOD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AFTERNOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; DATIN&lt;/span&gt; WEI ZHEN."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The fact that she said it so confidently was heartbreakingly hillarious. You guys bring me such joy. Hahahaaa , You mmg bengong , tapi comel. Ngahaha ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Now returning from my 3rd person POV , I'm FINALLY FREE! &lt;em&gt;No duty , No Lecture early in the morning , No logging in BEFORE 7:o-freaking-5,No teachers bags to be carried , no hanging out in the PR in the morning , No more stressing over transferring ..&lt;/em&gt; *sigh* Lifes good. :D I'll always love you girls. You've been gr8 for these past 5 years , and I can't ask for more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Other than that , SHOUT AWARDS: BUNKFACE WON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wOOT! They're awesome , therefore totally deserving every inch of their victory . I hope more of these fantastic Malaysian Artists are gonna be discovered (PSST : directors : "Farah Idayu") Heh , ye la tu. O well , one day. I'm gonna make someone proud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need to study: SPM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P/S: &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAN SHU MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , I LOVE YOU BABE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LETS STALK SUJU TOGETHER AFTER SPM OK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359465203657897538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SmClNQIYdkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/lNRJjQEGPkw/s400/BfF+4EvA!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      *innocent faces*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359465211981459442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SmClNvI37_I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Hy9gBneST2w/s400/DSC03696.JPG" /&gt;                                             *after the water balloon fight- muka selenga*        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Top : Form 2 . Bottom : Form 4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shu , WHAT IS UP with our pictures?! They're so innocent! What is this? Shu , next time we camhore , we're wearing our birthday suits. HAHAHA&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/8726272437795071486-2753721117266858047?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/2753721117266858047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=2753721117266858047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2753721117266858047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2753721117266858047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-maroon-monsters.html' title='Of Maroon Monsters'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SmCnHvYtDrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/h_5vQqAoIio/s72-c/lol.+that+was+fun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-4503566828268112176</id><published>2009-07-12T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T07:28:31.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coconut water.. Very good for your daughter..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SlnxWqvc68I/AAAAAAAAAHA/gtWXjJ44URo/s1600-h/n9416803549_368461_9676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 407px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 438px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357578603466648514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SlnxWqvc68I/AAAAAAAAAHA/gtWXjJ44URo/s400/n9416803549_368461_9676.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lee Donghae&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;em&gt;My man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BOTH ELISHA AND HSU VEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ,ILOVE YOU BOTH TO BITS AND PIECES , KNOW THAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to Chloe's house at 3:30 just now for Eli and HVen's birthday bash- or something like that. It was FUNNN , seriously. The main thing I remember doing was laughing , and waiting for the damn lamb and chicken to be cooked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I liked Chloe's dress , it was cute on her , cuz she got boobs. Unfortunately for some people , who do NOT have boobs *hint hint:It rhymes with the buzzing of bees* It came out pretty sad looking . Acceptable , but still sad looking. haha. Oh , speaking of boobs ,&lt;strong&gt; GO KALPANA&lt;/strong&gt;! Are you even sure you're even born in 1994 , not &lt;em&gt;19 EIGHTY FOUR&lt;/em&gt;? Cuz her curves beat mine face down , so yes I'm jealous. &lt;em&gt;Xtremely&lt;/em&gt; , jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh , oh! Hsu Vennnn, man that girl is so cute. Her outfit was .. okay. But I really would've wanted to see her in a dress. With the height and boobless appearance.. Any dress would work on that slab of human wood. Seriously. One day we shall knock her out and do the whole makeover thing. keke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did I tell you that the ball of frozen chicken dropped to the floor? Yes , &lt;strong&gt;It FELL onto the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;motherfucking&lt;/span&gt; FLOOR&lt;/strong&gt;. The sight was pretty hillarious , as the chicken went down anything but gracefully and landed in a pool of marinated spices and there it stayed , before Farah , bless the girl , picked it up and threw it away - for the benefit of mankind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly , i'm tired.urse fate. I was planning to replace 10 painful days of fasting , so when I got back I was only too "PLEASED" to find that my little friend called the mensus had came to pay me my monthly visits. The bitch. There goes. Fuck life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrows MOODY MONDAY, and I'd probably have a hangover in class tomorrow , Von might hafta work some of her magic to keep me AWAKE. I'm counting on you partner of 5 years. just had to add that part. Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Donghae, &lt;em&gt;I love you&lt;/em&gt;. I'll always do .So you'd better &lt;em&gt;wait&lt;/em&gt; for me , don't go getting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;married&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alright? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/8726272437795071486-4503566828268112176?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/4503566828268112176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=4503566828268112176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4503566828268112176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4503566828268112176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/07/coconut-water-very-good-for-your.html' title='Coconut water.. Very good for your daughter..'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SlnxWqvc68I/AAAAAAAAAHA/gtWXjJ44URo/s72-c/n9416803549_368461_9676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3725982786469345409</id><published>2009-07-04T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:09:55.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I salute them..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..for their &lt;strong&gt;bravery&lt;/strong&gt; to weave their way through their &lt;em&gt;pride&lt;/em&gt; to present us with this awesome and cute video . *salute*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRooicYpsfY&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/wRooicYpsfY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : I SO can't wait to learn the choreography.&lt;br /&gt;*Psst* Kaii , lets dance to this , comel ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH I HAVE TO LET THIS OUT. WHAT AN INCREDIBLY POINTLESS, STUPID TOTALLY SPINELESS STORY I JUST WASTED 2 HOURS OF MY LIFE FOR! Another cliche totally predictable Malay drama. Sorry but for gods sake, couldnt you have put just A LITTLE bit more effort into the goddamned story ?! NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Wtf , Hello , directors out there - we ARE in the 21st century y'know? We have something called TECHNOLOGY . It wasn't invented for nothing , so USE them . Another thing , We DO have a hell lot of talent out there , so SCOUT! Why use the same old actors/ actresses who , mind you , aren't even PROFESSIONAL?! Its so bloody cliche even my cat could've done a better job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We're not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; poor .Well, I know Malaysia IS a G15 country - but why the hell are movies that came from the 20th century are actually a jetplane away . Meaning , why the hell are our movies THAT far back . It sucked so bad I almost cried watching the movie. ARGH! Its so frustrating.To think what they could've done in that particular scene to make it better but nooo..Grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-3725982786469345409?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3725982786469345409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3725982786469345409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3725982786469345409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3725982786469345409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-salute-them.html' title='I salute them..'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3206091190096548802</id><published>2009-06-30T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:53:32.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a way , I think I'm blessed. hell , everybody is . Its just that people seldom notice. So I'll take this one moment to thank god for the life He has given me . Wow , that was random. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway , I had really wanted to blog about the Musical but I got lazy- as usual . So here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MUSICAL WAS WACAMALITAWESOMENESSWTFBBQ! Its so MAGESTICALLY UNDESCRIBABLY FANTASTICALLY JAW DROPPINGLY AWESOME. I cant seem to find the right words to describe it , but &lt;em&gt;I miss it&lt;/em&gt;. I reaalllly do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Missing class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Practicing all day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Laughing at dumb jokes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Doing nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Being with those lunatics *sniff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One thing , the Dressing room is so pretty .. what with all those mirrors.. all those&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;big shiny mirrors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. *sigh* I wish I had one. Man , then i'd be staring at myself all day - freaky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah anyway - Call me a peev . but i enjoyed watching everyone bind their boobs. HAha! I AM STRAIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dumbass that I am , I actually HAD to peek at the audience (night show) 5 minutes before the show started - and hyperventilated. &lt;strong&gt;THE CROWD WAS AMAZING. HUGE. SCARY&lt;/strong&gt;. But as Kai said , You either sink under nervousness or float above your confidence . And we soaaared highh and ROCKED THE SHOW :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Drum noise: AAAAAAAEEEEEYYEEAAAA!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe some people thought we were real guys, KAMSAHAMNIDA! Really , we feel flattered. And flattened. literally. OHOH , dig this . Right after the show , I went down to meet my friends , and there was some bunch of guys going "&lt;em&gt; MAN ,you were so cool bladidadida&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEN - out of nowhere . ONE of them grabbed my hand and SLAMMED their shoulder with mine. Well , of course - lambs they were , the other 4 took it as a cue to do the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*OH THE PAIN AND AGONYYYYYY* I replied -through gritted teeth -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'M A MAN. YEAYYA!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They cheered. pfft&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then on Monday we had a feast to celebrate our glorious victory. haha, well IT WAS FUN! I just found out that Sparkling juice - just about.. 200 ml is enough to drive me nuts- Dan Han concluded that I was drunk. I WASNT! I was simply- high. And some other funny events followed soon after the eating :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Kalpana looked like some drunk sesated musician&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Kai had a laughing fit for 15 SOLID MINUTES. imagine that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Hsu Ven invented (what I'd call) The duck walk , pretty cute actually. with the flailing hands..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And thank you to everyone that had supported and worked hard to make the musical a success! We couldnt have made it without you guys , I LOVE YOU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm starting to think that being a guy isnt so bad at all. Not bad at all. Though Id feel uncomfortable with a penis- might take a while before Id get used to.. the thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK , IM DONE. short eh? I need pictures. Will get em later on. PSST : WATCH THIS VIDEO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kyuhyun ,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Donghae&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Leeteuk&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ryeoweok&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yesung&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kangin&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Sungmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They make you fall in love all over again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IkFcZb0wz5A&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/IkFcZb0wz5A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-3206091190096548802?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3206091190096548802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3206091190096548802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3206091190096548802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3206091190096548802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-way-i-think-im-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3091922535431719506</id><published>2009-06-26T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T07:52:10.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BigHugeMassive Day is TOMORROW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I'm gonna kill myself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...What I typed .. for the last 30 minutes.. was erased... in a matter of one second. I'm too shocked to absorb the impact . ..Wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;FUCCCCCCKYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAA MOTHERFUCKER! YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKING LAPTOP! THAT WAS A FUCKING DECENT POST AND YOU ERASD IT YOU STUPID STUPID STUPIDDDD  SONN OF A FUCKING METAL BITTTTTTTTTTTTCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aNYWAY , stress released. Babi. haha. sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I SHOULD BE SLEEPING . FUCK YOU FOR WASTING 30 MINUTES OF MY PRECIOUS MOTHER FUCKING TIME. sorry , its so fucking frustrating. my laptop i mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant wait for tomorroooooooooooooooooooo!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One : I cant stop singing Kais rap part . Curse you KAi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two : &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Kai : you dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hsu Ven : You DUMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me: YOU dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;           and lots more of you dumbs ensued. Funny moment it was. Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three: I'm sleepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Four: Arina drew me AIDAN AREDHEL picture . Heee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Five : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kak Tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; made my braids! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;THANK YOU KAK TIN , I LOVEEE YOUUUUU&lt;/span&gt;!Its so awesome! I love it. Even if you did pull my hair out of their roots in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six : I need Boxers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seven : I really need to sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok , bye. HAHA. lmao. Limau &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eight : I think I'll do a "I'm so bored part 2" haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^-^ Oyasumi! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-3091922535431719506?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3091922535431719506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3091922535431719506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3091922535431719506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3091922535431719506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/06/bighugemassive-day-is-tomorrow.html' title='The BigHugeMassive Day is TOMORROW'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-5770441202487723449</id><published>2009-06-24T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:50:25.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAMAAAA MAMA</title><content type='html'>I wish I could speak all the languages of the world , thatd be so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;One guy can curse me in Urdu and i can shout back YOKUKULELE! Or something like that , y'know? So cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week . WAS. SURREAL.&lt;br /&gt;I swear , it feels like everything is just flying by , and Im just watching it go past .&lt;br /&gt;Today - as usual was packed with rehearsals rehearsals and more rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt; i think im gonna go&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gilaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;aaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;MICHYEOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;EOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;OO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My body aches like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially my ass , my poor poor ass whenever i drop at the "Schools been blown to pieces" part.&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well , today. Huh. hahahahaa....theres something up with my holy water you know?&lt;br /&gt;It just wants to be SEEN AND HEARD. Well , yeah . Ask la Chloe and Hsu Ven they get it everyday. I kesian diorang tau, oh well. too bad. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Like just now , At the histerical part .. One . NIIIIIICEEEE . Saliva drop..*plop* the next thing i  knew , there was this wonderful small insignificant little pool of MY SALIVA on the floor. WOOHOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHY GOD WHY?!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway . I cant believe some people on YouTube think I'm *Cool* (gloats) Well, knowing me..&lt;br /&gt;But no seriously , ME ?! COOL? hell yeah babyy&lt;br /&gt;I miss my 5SB bitches. I miss listening to Xin Yan moan , I miss Trishna's LAMEASS jokes , I miss the stress in 5SB (not that I'm not stressed enough now) but y'knw- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a stress shared, is a stress doubled. I'm all up for it - BRING IT ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cikgu , have mercy . I berbakti kepada sekolah - homework lambat SIKIT sampai. Pn.A, I know u hate me , but you old cow , you better not deduct my marks. PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : I think violinists are crazy people, but they're fantastic nonetheless =D&lt;br /&gt;and those who play by ear , I HVE NO IDEA HOW U EVEN DO THAT .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psst: *keudae*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-5770441202487723449?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/5770441202487723449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=5770441202487723449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5770441202487723449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5770441202487723449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/06/dramaaaa-mama.html' title='DRAMAAAA MAMA'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3604638508638030282</id><published>2009-06-07T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T09:07:24.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The miracles of technology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SivkcVgImuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MFgDo3mpsP0/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344616558264621794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SivkcVgImuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MFgDo3mpsP0/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well , I got my new laptop =] Its a Dell&lt;/strong&gt; , and I've yet to name it , but i'm thinking of something sexy and slick - like me OHOHO. *Ehem* And I got a new printer/Scanner .Prove , UP THERE. FINALLY! A scanner! Oh , m lifelong dreams are now officially fullfilled. I can safely say that I'm satisfied with my life- for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      *But theres something up with the picture that spells Retarded. I think its the arm..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway , as always , I'll always always have nothing to write about . ==" To think that I was so worked up over not being in contact with a laptop for 2 weeks straight. funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    3 minutes ago , I finished watching 27 dresses and once again , I couldn't stop AWW-ing at those sweet moments . Especially when James Marsden said "Come 'ere" to proceed with the sweetest kiss ever. One Day. When its legal for me. I'LL PROCEED.muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Drama tomorrows at 8:30 at which I know I'm gonna be late at . Again . Blablabla , and later on i'm hoping to watch Terminator (GAH! I REALLY REALLY WANT TO SEE THIS MOVIE). That guy whose name I don't knw the spelling to his name but can as hell give a try- Shia La Beefsteak looks jaw-dropping hot . I can almost feel his tanned muscles under my fingers. Hes so fine.Hee XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I need to get back to civilization&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-3604638508638030282?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3604638508638030282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3604638508638030282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3604638508638030282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3604638508638030282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/06/miracles-of-technology.html' title='The miracles of technology'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SivkcVgImuI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MFgDo3mpsP0/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-4228362543648210725</id><published>2009-05-15T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:29:46.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes , its in the face</title><content type='html'>I wont try to mime&lt;br /&gt;Though i know I'll still try to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;So here goes&lt;br /&gt;A story from way back with the ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;I saw you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;You saw me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow we had to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an item , an entity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its unfair to see things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfold to strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all those time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy , What a shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I knew from the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I wanted you to be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just when I was in too deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took away the map&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And left me wondering in the crook of your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..You know , i might start crying right now. GODDAMNIT. IM OVER HIM . IMOVEERRRRHIIMMMMM.I'M.OVER.HIM.&lt;br /&gt;please tell me im over him, because whenever i look at him i think of you. YOU. Then i start searching for your picture , that i forgot i had deleted some months ago (In vain efforts of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forgetting&lt;/span&gt; you) See , ITS SO EFFECTIVE ISN'T IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : I'm definitely losing an A for Addmaths , and some.. other insignificant subjects, That I might or might not care much about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how people like to stare , well I don't. Alright I get it , i'm SO HOT that you had to keep staring while i eat , talk , shit , sleep , right? Alright fine , thats exaggerating . But seriously , a little less staring makes the pressure go down . Less Tension . Geez.&lt;br /&gt;Dude , you're going up the freaking escalator , STOP STARING ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's tough being hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-4228362543648210725?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/4228362543648210725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=4228362543648210725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4228362543648210725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4228362543648210725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/05/yes-its-in-face.html' title='Yes , its in the face'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-5091141564831797275</id><published>2009-04-30T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:42:34.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*POP* Someone popped something</title><content type='html'>You know how your brain loves to just keep pestering you with thoughts that sometimes drive you 3/4 nuts? Well mines doing that right now. It stimulates some nerve and moves my erector muscle , namely called the HAND which was typing some crap on the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The thing is , it wasn't EVEN close to crap. It was so bloody signifantly close to making sense . It almost spelt out his name . If you had read it , you would have pronounced his name , in a long drawly way . But point here is , its his name .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So is it possible that when your brain thinks too much of some"thing" it automatically affects your whole body to respond or in my case , not so accidentally to type his name on my blog? Argh! I knew it . Those rice were bad . I should never have eaten lungs , or heart . Man those were disgusting. I'm never , EVER touching those ever again . Look what it did to my brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; So a word of advice , dont eat a cow's , or any form of animals' lungs or heart&lt;/span&gt; . Although some (kuku) people say that they're good for your body . Defense system , was it? PSychooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      To update on another thing , CHOIR COMPETITION . We got 5 th , second last . But thats okay ! We did pretty good , considering how we weren't expecting to rely on Gemilang so much , it turned out pretty awesome . XD  On the contrary , the medley didn't live up to its promise . Not at the least . The tempo was a bit too fast , so I doubt the song was any good. Tho, I know a few people in the crowd was enjoying the song . Heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SfpuvmvgWQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-TnXjuOs9w8/s1600-h/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SfpuvmvgWQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-TnXjuOs9w8/s400/020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330694873079109890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               This guy up here is named&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yoshitsune&lt;/span&gt; , and hes dead . Tho i deeply resent Ogure Ito for killing such an important , charismatic , hippi character like him . Dead he may be , but i'll rank him 2nd on my top Air Gear guys .The first is obviously Kilik . The smexy hot ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-5091141564831797275?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/5091141564831797275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=5091141564831797275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5091141564831797275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5091141564831797275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/04/pop-someone-popped-something.html' title='*POP* Someone popped something'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SfpuvmvgWQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-TnXjuOs9w8/s72-c/020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-4457602491830334033</id><published>2009-03-18T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:22:31.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;PEOPLE LISTEN TO THIS&lt;/span&gt;!!! I guarantee you , it is DEFINITELY not a waste of your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GvBGi6ZUhAg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GvBGi6ZUhAg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-4457602491830334033?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/4457602491830334033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=4457602491830334033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4457602491830334033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4457602491830334033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/03/simply-awesome.html' title='Simply Awesome'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-8349515751481682726</id><published>2009-03-17T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:58:15.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNBURST TICKETS ANYONE??</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWkYnGGpHIU&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/kWkYnGGpHIU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Those who want SUNBURST tickets please CONTACT me!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started learning hip hop recently .&lt;br /&gt;The result : Atrocious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its worse than a hippo twirling a pirouet . So devastatingly horrible i had to laugh at myself everytime I danced in front of the mocking little mirror ... at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I kept on going and going until that annoying gleam of smile was wiped clean off my face .&lt;br /&gt;In replacement was a tense expression , smoother glides and of course , beads of perspire . The result of one solid hour of twirling , popping , gliding and tumbling on the wooden floor . I must say I'm a tad proud of myself now =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , and if I'm not mistaken .. I SEE 2 PACKS ON THEIR WAY! Its either that or I'm too thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean girls .. I don't understand why they have that much fluidity in their movements , I don't understand how effortlessly they glide across the floor .. I don't . It seems that I need to put a lot more back into my effort. Come on woman we can do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-8349515751481682726?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/8349515751481682726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=8349515751481682726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/8349515751481682726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/8349515751481682726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/03/ifyuuseekaemi-fuck-me.html' title='SUNBURST TICKETS ANYONE??'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-4973251255154047616</id><published>2009-03-13T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:38:55.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sbp7mQdklhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NvSyqlGJzFE/s1600-h/DSC02650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 341px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sbp8la6ogYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/DRxg32nNXxg/s400/Squished.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312695692759171458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sbp8k_U_RZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hKDOMrkSfEo/s1600-h/DSC05390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sbp8k_U_RZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/hKDOMrkSfEo/s400/DSC05390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312695685353522578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sbp8kskX7WI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YzU0eB3kBGY/s1600-h/DSC04721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sbp8kskX7WI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YzU0eB3kBGY/s400/DSC04721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312695680317779298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SbpwOuRDXdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QYwnDC1Z_UA/s1600-h/DSC05374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 434px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SbpwOuRDXdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/QYwnDC1Z_UA/s400/DSC05374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312682108676955602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;W&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;N &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy 17th Birthdaaayyyy DAN!!!!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but everytime i look at you , I think of..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FISH&lt;/span&gt;. Ironic , I know. You don't like fish ,eating Fish, but oh well. Lets get to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;P/S: I DON'T INTEND ON WRITING SOME MUSHY BULL , BUT IF IT TURNS OUT THAT WAY  &lt;/span&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To: Wan Noor Daneah Husswan Binti Wan Ahmad Satria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i thought about you was ..DANISH BREAD . I'm sorry , Dan , but somehow you ALWAYS remind me of some kind of food. One way or the other. Give or take a few. Anywho.. I'm really REALLY glad to have you as one of my closest buds, and if Allah grants it , I wish for us to remain this way till we die :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAN .. You're a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whacko-psychotic-ridiculouslyCREATIVE-Genius-CodFish-One-Of-A-Kind-Yummylicious-Bubblegum-SUJUObsessed-Gorgeous-RichBrat-SexyMama-Heart-Of-Sparkling-Purest-Gold-17-year-old-female-oestrogen-challenged-teenager&lt;/span&gt; I've ever met , and i'm not exagerrating. Thats the kind of impact you have on people Dan. I think i'm going nuts here just thinking about the things YOU would do. ..That AddMaths question.For one ,HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i have difficulty saying what I really want to say , I'll just say.. I LOVE YOU,DAN! Thanks for being such an awesome friend. Through tears or laughter , i know that you'll always be there. So I want YOU to know that , if anything anything happens , i'm available   24/7/365/366 just dial:  1-300-88-2525 Pizza Hut's Special Delivery ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know my number =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be your birthday soon , another 45 mins . So i think , I'll try writing you a poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;You're like earth , wind , water and fire combined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Your Beauty inside out undefined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Notice sometimes when the room turns upside down ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That only happens when you're around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know I suck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and this is really killing my gut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;So one thing i'll say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wan Noor Daneah Husswan, Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Career Option : *Crosses out writer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up&lt;br /&gt;No more , i'm gonna shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7e0vccod0ac&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/7e0vccod0ac&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-4973251255154047616?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/4973251255154047616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=4973251255154047616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4973251255154047616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4973251255154047616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-dan.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAN!!!'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/Sbp7mQdklhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/NvSyqlGJzFE/s72-c/DSC02650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3396945669629287296</id><published>2009-03-09T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T07:10:50.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bibik Baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SbUgYzZHelI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8wQJZVMotro/s1600-h/DSC06664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SbUgYzZHelI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8wQJZVMotro/s400/DSC06664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311186946037873234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;                                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Atiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir akhir ini , rumah saya didatangi seorang gadis sunti berumur 15 tahun , namanya Atiqah dan kini bekerja part-time sebagai bibik dirumah. Bibik yang berasal dari Kuala Lumpur ini diberi layanan yang begitu istimewa  jika mahu dibandingkan dengan bibik-bibik yang lain .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun pagi pada pukul 11 , tidur bersama-sama sekatil , makan sama-sama semeja . Kerja yang dilakukan bibik hanyalah membasuh pinggan. Dukacita dimaklumkan Bibik akan meninggalkan rumah yang penuh sejarah malam ini juga. Aku sedih , nanti siapa yang dapat kubuli malam-malam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasiblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh , ya ! Saya bermimpi sebuah mimpi yang pelik lagi unik . ALkisah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Dalam mimpi tersebut , saya berada didalam kelas bersama rakan-rakan terchenta serta Pn.Azlina . Topik diatas papan putih bertulis : Kebaikan Remaja Zaman Sekarang Punyai Badan Yang Cantik . AKu suka . Topik tersebut lantas dijawab dengan mudah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kemudian , aku yang keluar daripada kelasku tiba-tiba tercampak ke Benua Eropah . Aku menjadi bingung dan bengong. Setelah itu , aku berjalan-jalan bersama anak saudaraku , Sarah yang muncul dengan penuh kesesatan dan mula mengejar seorang lelaki misteri tua . Kami tiba di rumah usang hitam pada waktu malam dan memasuki rumah yang penuh misteri tersebut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ketakutan . Rumah tersebut sebenarnya likuan tandas yang berbelit , kotor , busuk dan kelam. Rupanya , lelaki tua yang kami ekori merupakan pembunuh bersiri . Sedang kami asyik mencari jalan keluar , lelaki tua itu menerkam kami secara tiba-tiba dengan sebilah pisau yang teramat tajam .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Dalam kekalutan mengelak pisaunya , dan mencari jalan keluar setelah sesat begitu lama , aku menjumpai sebuah lubang usang ditepi sebuah jamban . BERJAYA! Aku menjerit memanggil Sarah lalu kami berjaya melepaskan diri daripada pembunuh tua yang menakutkan itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alhamdulillah , aku selamat . Selamat jugalah anak saudaraku . Sebenarnya cerita panjang lagi cuma aku tiba-tiba dipukul angin kemalasan .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Atiqah sedang seronok mencabut bulu kakiku sedangku cuba untuk menaip kini . Aku terseksa , tolonggggg!!!!  Dia juga tergelak besar dengan kejam dan kejinya sewaktu mencabut bulu rambut kakiku , itulah kebaikan hatinya . Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-3396945669629287296?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3396945669629287296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3396945669629287296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3396945669629287296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3396945669629287296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/03/bibik-baru.html' title='Bibik Baru'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SbUgYzZHelI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8wQJZVMotro/s72-c/DSC06664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-2825344767175919151</id><published>2009-03-06T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:47:33.417-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kibum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5SB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Choir'/><title type='text'>Baju Choir Buruk</title><content type='html'>YEah , lifes basically hell , Nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;ALright , lets see how today went. Lets start from morning;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- WOKE UP , prayed , Atiqah woke up , i bathed , she waited and got her bags ready , i got out    , got dressed , ate and the little Datin took her own sweet time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luck was miraculously on our side . Ayah droving like a madman at 6:58 in the morning to get us to school on time helped .  Thank you Ayah, i know that must've killed a whole lot of petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into the PR - I was half asleep - signed in and walked towards my classroom. I resent the very existence of Block C's staircase . &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bloody 19 stepped staircase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my relief class 1 Gigih. Oh , and how very Gigih they are too. Theres this 1 particular girl whom i shall name X , who caught both me and my junior's attention .. in a pretty humorous light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;* SHE IS IN LOVE WITH THE BROOM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  If she doesn't have it , her life might as well be over . Her one and only friend , the Broom.&lt;br /&gt;  The very first thing i notice (after taking care of the class for nearly 2 months) about X was that   the moment she placed her bag down , she'll walk nicely to the broom- and start &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweeping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at 7:15 AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Its not exactly a crime , but i found it hillarious anyway. They're eloted specific timings to         carry out class duties and 7:15 is not the time. Even after telling her ( as i had counted today) for more than 3 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Boleh saya sapu sekarang tak?" She asked , with an anxious look on her face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" Tak , Sapu later. Masa Announcement." I said . So she left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation repeated itself for another 2 frustratingly annoying times before she got the message drilled into her thick skull. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think.&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i am pretty sure we had the same conversation the day before .. and  the bafore yesterday.. Maybe i need to post a sign g saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"TAK BOLEH SAPU SEBELUM 7:15"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;   Tulis besar-besar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next , went to class, agama. Gotten my results. Dreadful. I was hoping for a miracle , which obviously didn't happen. Oh well , thats what you get for last minute studying. ACK , I hope i don't FAIL Addmaths. *Ya Allah , please dont fail me *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CHOIR CLOTHES &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which idiot designed the top and skirt ? WHO ? TELL ME . TELL ME SO I CAN GO MURDER HER / HIM NOW.  Imagine this :&lt;br /&gt;Striking Peach coloured puffed top  , with an equally hideous matching peach Skirt . I..I.. YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT WE , THE CHOIR TEAM FROM SRI AMAN to go on stage on SING IN THAT ?!&lt;br /&gt;Great , thats just great. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cantik la sangat  &lt;/span&gt;The choir team looked like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ikan Buntal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peach , round .. so "adorable"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine and Merissa witnessed a robbery. I hope they're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What they say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Trishna : But its cold...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ee Von : Then wear a jacket Trishna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Trishna : But even if I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ee Von : .. Then add some fats to yourself Trishna *bluntly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during Tassawur Islam , the computer hanged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Salwa * slumped over the table beside the  computer* : HANG. HANG . HANG . HANG . HANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ustazah * delirious* : Hang? Hang ? Siapa Hang ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!!! Ahhh mann.. these people crack me up!! I think i'm developing what i hope might not be a crush towards.. *glances around room* ..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; KIBUM.&lt;/span&gt; Damn you Wan Noor Daneah Huswan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thats all there is. there isn't anymore =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-2825344767175919151?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/2825344767175919151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=2825344767175919151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2825344767175919151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2825344767175919151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/03/baju-choir-buruk.html' title='Baju Choir Buruk'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-5361937453712384408</id><published>2009-02-27T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T08:39:17.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BlubberingBamblingBuzzingBickering Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SagWqe-1J1I/AAAAAAAAADY/c4xtQ0FbRgo/s1600-h/kazu+ikki+SHADOW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SagWqe-1J1I/AAAAAAAAADY/c4xtQ0FbRgo/s400/kazu+ikki+SHADOW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307517079983040338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright , first things first, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; MARCH TEST &lt;/span&gt;*creepy sound effect*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwed , and that's a statement. End of discussion .&lt;br /&gt;But oh , speaking of which , i have .. FINISHED  CHAPTER 9 of SEJARAH FORM 4!!! WOOT ! I love myself.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Good going mate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"No Problem Amigo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came the reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes , moving on in life, I .. am done with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sri Aman Idol&lt;/span&gt;! How absolutely jaw dropping awesome is that? I had dreaded going up on the stage , and i was quite reluctant to leave it .&lt;br /&gt;- though i was sure the audience was more than eager for me to leave.. nah.&lt;br /&gt;And the song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want Nobody nobody but you&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want Nobody nobody but you~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nandareul  sarameun shiro niga animyeon shiro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I want Nobody nobody nobody nobody~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, of all the song choices XD&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  i kept singing the song in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Critics :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)The woman from god-knows-where said that i shouldnt be scared to let my voice out and she did mention " suara awak sedap" (I think la. Thats a first )&lt;br /&gt;2)Hafiz couldn't differ between japanese and korean , and hes a DJ ?  Sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3)Bazel (?) .. i dont remember what he said , but i know it was .. good. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It. Was. A.BLAST . The Craziest thing i'd ever thought of ever doing. NEXT .. Bungee Jumping- come along? =D HOLD IT. Lets wait till i'd gathered enough guts for that feat. Hah! oh , and the money. Yes , now THATS important.  Unless i plan to sing at the side of the road with a plastic cup at the side of me feet .. I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I didn't go for prefect camp . =l . Not the worst thing that had happened to me , but its definitely in my list of Top 5 personal worst nightmares . Devastated . Crushed . But i'm ok. Sticks and stones may break me , but words.. they flatten you down like a pancake.&lt;br /&gt;  ..thats not how its supposed to go , but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Something random : JYP is super hideous , but hes a genius. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todays Quotes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mr Haresh :  Sodium Ethoxide , the younger brother of sodium backside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;( chemistry class Perfection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should i give up ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Or should i keep on chasing pavements even if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; it leads nowhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah Idayu , &lt;/span&gt;                                                                                              &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adele - Chasing Pavements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-5361937453712384408?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/5361937453712384408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=5361937453712384408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5361937453712384408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5361937453712384408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/02/blubberingbamblingbuzzingbickering.html' title='BlubberingBamblingBuzzingBickering Thoughts.'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SagWqe-1J1I/AAAAAAAAADY/c4xtQ0FbRgo/s72-c/kazu+ikki+SHADOW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-2021365438812120842</id><published>2009-01-31T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:04:23.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Guy in Grey Shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SYRZ_tnphpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PF4xzYAdk_E/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SYRZ_tnphpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PF4xzYAdk_E/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297458012807071378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was creepy looking . He was  sickly thin , to be honest . Had a face that could've easily passed as -hot if he wasn't so goshdarned thin ! Met him fatefully at Jasema , where we both were in some sort of fetish for chasing around a person we didn't know. Basically we "chased" each other round and round Jasema . hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, was it a coincidence that we went to same place every single time?&lt;br /&gt;                was it a coincidence that we both picked the same magazine?&lt;br /&gt;                was it a coincidence that we stood next to each other far too close for comfort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   probably , or not. =P Either way , that was a fun so-called flirting (konon) experience . Now that i can actually recall his bod , hes not so bad ! Man , do i NOT have anything alse better to talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreading Monday , *sigh* Can't school start at 9, not 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GimmeGimmeGimme a Man after Midnight~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-2021365438812120842?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/2021365438812120842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=2021365438812120842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2021365438812120842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2021365438812120842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-guy-in-grey-shirt.html' title='Chinese Guy in Grey Shirt'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SYRZ_tnphpI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PF4xzYAdk_E/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-7097216974463674019</id><published>2009-01-30T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:13:56.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh , End of January?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SYMX91S6yoI/AAAAAAAAADI/0uQ9fQYmUIw/s1600-h/uh+oh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SYMX91S6yoI/AAAAAAAAADI/0uQ9fQYmUIw/s400/uh+oh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297103937763723906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*GASP* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       HEy , its 30th of January and wow, i'm in form 5. Big deal. Sorry self , but im too lazy to give a damn bout SPM , i cuz thats cuz nothing has actually dawned onto my very (very) blurr brain so far , so as far as studying goes i'm here :                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; oh, we learnt that today? ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Chyeah , i know , so awesome. and to think that SPM *say it lovingly and you'll love it for life* is coming in less than.. *counts* oh , 10 months , no , 9 months... great , i'm screwed~! Life is so grand. ugh , yes so what have i been waltzing about for the last one month , lets see :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ i concentrated on my physically mentally retarded brain for about a week to only realise i was tensioning about the wrong thing, =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Got overly obsessed with korean pop (DBSK EpikHigh )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ i'm obsessed over YUNJAE. they're so HOT XD&lt;br /&gt;  I dunno , i dont actually mind , cuz there can't be any GIRL thats right for Jaejoong, or Yunho.&lt;br /&gt;  If they get married... I'll tear all my precoius hair out . seriously, i just might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Addmaths , who the heck created something as sadistic as addmaths? Wasn't maths enough?&lt;br /&gt;  You go and add ADD for what?! God i LOVE addmaths, wait no , i actually do. so why am i complaining? ..anyway. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ oh , still going through puberty . So i'm in this emo/depressed state right now , and just when i thought , "AH , I'M NORMAL!" i plunge into this deep abyss called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;puber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;teee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ i miss you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;HAN SHU MAY&lt;/span&gt;, i only got to bully her for 1 and a half years , damnit! this is SO    unfair , i demand a refund!  Heheh , an interesting fact :&lt;br /&gt; :&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; after going through my stuff , i found out that mostly belonged to her . things that came all the way back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; from stone age (form 1) haha  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;~ hmm , homework is still homework , you either hate it or you hate it . Unless you happened to&lt;br /&gt;   be Ming Jo or Grace , one of those overly hardworking teach's pet ... i'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ moving on , hmmmmmmmmmmmm, i love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SON DAM BI &lt;/span&gt;MY GOD YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO HER SONGS ITS THE BOMB!!! ..&lt;tho kar="" said="" that="" shes="" old=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ i'm reading Naruto, god , can't believe i'm saying this , but the story.. is pretty darn good.Guess i was wrong afta all. and Sasuke.. is just a boy with limited vocab. yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to One Minute One Second - Epik High , this song is deep , its very touching , especially the lyrics. Well , since i'm obviously the romantic one , i fell head over heels the moment i heard the song. Oh , i should be getting back to  my physics . Good news , i'm starting to warm up to PHYSICS , can you believe it?? I guess it just takes some effort =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I CAN AND I WILL GET 10A1 FOR MY SPM! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Farah Idayu ,11:06 pm                                                                                                                   30th January 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tho&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-7097216974463674019?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/7097216974463674019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=7097216974463674019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/7097216974463674019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/7097216974463674019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2009/01/huh-end-of-january.html' title='Huh , End of January?'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SYMX91S6yoI/AAAAAAAAADI/0uQ9fQYmUIw/s72-c/uh+oh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-5040456487329369291</id><published>2008-12-14T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T07:32:17.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEXY STUFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SUUmL8slqtI/AAAAAAAAACw/rCBmsX0UhdQ/s1600-h/DSC05963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279668124875336402" style="WIDTH: 608px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SUUmL8slqtI/AAAAAAAAACw/rCBmsX0UhdQ/s400/DSC05963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know tht girls in baju kurung could be so deadly sexy ? Well , now you know. I've got proof , just that its in another PC , *sigh* .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO , what happened was looooong , but i'm in the zone .I gotta do this, baby. So i'll start writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw , im peeling off nail varnish Atiqah and Syazea put on me just now . God , the colours were just plain &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hideous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;==" , but colour all the same. We were at &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elianto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (makeup store) , the shop Syaz was so crazy about and so we basically ran into the shop and fell in love . Period . Come on , the eyeshadow , nail polish , lipstick.. *screams* THEY WERE SO FREAKING &lt;strong&gt;CHEAP&lt;/strong&gt;. And I , what a great timing , was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POKAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Which was why (thank god) testers were created , hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I was the only one on holiday , they went CRAZY on me . All 10 fingers , 10 different colours. There was this particular favourite : Blood Red and Jet Black , worlds sexiest colours combined. *drools* , and fortunately , for the cheapness , and for my RM5 ( 5 RM1-s ) lying sweetly in my yellow slingbag .. i bought the BLOOD RED varnish . Damn , I feel so accomplished- for some very odd reason i think i may know why but am too embarrased to write . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes , i think i forgot what i was going to write about. *thinks..still thinking...* You know what forget it i'll just start fom square 1. =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning : Went to Syaf's at around 11 , had to carry her &lt;strong&gt;gigantic&lt;/strong&gt; suitcase as well . Heavy stuff. GodKnowsWhat happened and we reached Kelana Jaya Hall (which took us an eternity to reach ) and ate- us being what my mom called as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Telur Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; , had to eat first before the guests arrived. Some minutes later we were on duty , I'm pretty sure i was the most clueless person , since I was just standing around .. Thankfully , one of the hosts spotted me and gave me a job -&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Greet The Guests and Take The Presents Job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Hah! At least i didn't have to walk around =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bride and bridesgroom arrived really late , somehow because by the time most of the guests had finished eating , they made their grand entrance . Wow , perfect timing i must say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats never happening at my wedding , nuh uh. Speaking of weddings , I'd like to have a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RED+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt; theme . Sounds Royal , ahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got bored halfway through the wedding and came up with this random idea - Hey , Let's Go for an Outing! As for how i managed to get to agree to it , thats not important . Whats important is the outcome , and the outcome was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fantastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We had a hell lot of fun , it makes me scared to think that such joy could actually exist , yet it does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curve was the destination. A wise choice , for it was a sunday , and Sundays are Awesome- especially at The Curve xD Let me describe to you how we looked like exactly, all 5 of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) Farah : Pink Baju Kurung , Black Pointy Heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;2)Atiqah : White and black kebaya , Nude coloured 3inch heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;3)Syaf : Purple Baju Kurung , 3 inch high heels *still shorter than me n atiq , haha!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;4)Syaz : Purple kebaya , 4-5inch Wedges *shortest , just for the record*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;5)Qila : Purple Baju Kurung , flipflops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sort of like the Brady bunch , but at least those people had more tack than we did. Seriously , we were like some sort of freaks - &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh , CHRISTMAS TREE, LETS CAMWHORE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Imagine la. The coffee guy was staring at us , and most probably thinking who the heck let them out of Tanjung Rambutan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes anyway , we went KARAOKEING , fun stuff!! Whacking our voicebox out for 1 solid hour , funny thing was , even after that horrendous karaoke session , we never really stop and take a break to heal our voicebox- we just kept on talking and talking and talking.. and talking. God , how do we talk so much - i've no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards , we hunted for Syafs Dress - a white one. Punya la jalan , nothing. We got hungry , and ate at Italiannes . Sad thing was , we were nearly broke and still had the face to eat there. XD . Women. We dont really care WhatWhyWhenWhereHowWho , we just want it.hhaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALrighty , end of a days adventure- about time . And I ,am thisclose to shutting this window and just go to SLEEP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you guys Forever : ATIQAH.SYAZEA.SYAFIQA.AQILAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Friends come and go , but Family lasts forever* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~You can hate them all you want , but they're not going nowhere and you know it. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Farah Idayu , 11:21 pm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/8726272437795071486-5040456487329369291?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/5040456487329369291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=5040456487329369291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5040456487329369291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5040456487329369291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/12/sexy-stuff.html' title='SEXY STUFF'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SUUmL8slqtI/AAAAAAAAACw/rCBmsX0UhdQ/s72-c/DSC05963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3927001820966464208</id><published>2008-12-13T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T08:19:41.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3..2..1..*faints*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SUPfdmAhqsI/AAAAAAAAACo/jjHisfnqIL4/s1600-h/%3D)+mcfly+guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SUPfdmAhqsI/AAAAAAAAACo/jjHisfnqIL4/s400/%3D)+mcfly+guys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279308887720307394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss those guys (MCFLY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ok , i lied. I'm still up , but thats exactly what i feel like doing right now. &lt;br /&gt;=="  &lt;br /&gt; so whats happening.. tomorrow theres a wedding , something to do with aunty kintan . So , whats happening is that Syaf Syaz Qila and Atiq is over in DU , and i , the forgotten one , am still stuck in TTDI . Fuck those bitches, so bloody annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Other than that , i'm aite , listening to this awesome singers :&lt;br /&gt;1) NICK PITERA - a guy who can turn his voice into a girls'.Exaggerrated, but so true&lt;br /&gt;2) Esmee - I know ive heard of her a long time ago , but yeah. Shes awesome too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Farah , 12:19 am?pm?&lt;br /&gt;  as a certain someone would say it : Go Fuck yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-3927001820966464208?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3927001820966464208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3927001820966464208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3927001820966464208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3927001820966464208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/12/321faints.html' title='3..2..1..*faints*'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SUPfdmAhqsI/AAAAAAAAACo/jjHisfnqIL4/s72-c/%3D)+mcfly+guys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-395150801339233660</id><published>2008-12-11T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:53:49.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uncle'/><title type='text'>Pak Lang Awesome</title><content type='html'>Yes , My uncle. My : &lt;br /&gt;1)68(or so Ayah says)  years old &lt;br /&gt;2)ex mafia (its a fact) &lt;br /&gt;3)Fat&lt;br /&gt;4)DRIFTS - hampir .&lt;br /&gt;5)fav uncle&lt;br /&gt;  tu la uncle aku , dah tua2 pun still rocking. Awesome man he is. &lt;br /&gt;Actually , the whole fam is a bit gila2 , but thats why i love em :3. Every family has got to have that extra edge to it that makes it so distinctive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ok , the uploader is sorta retarded right now , so annoooyinnnng!!! XO&lt;br /&gt;Benci den . So what happened today eh .. Woke up at 10.09 , cursed , quickly on-ed the tv to watch - The Prince That Turned Into A Frog , the 1st episode was interesting , 2nd made me skeptical , and todays show was.. alright. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    *sigh* I need my gossip girl , a little bitching now and then keeps life interesting. Not to mention the fact that my life is scandal free , no gossip.. nak mati aku. Bosan sial. So I should fix this problem , and the first step i should take is upload Gossip Girl Season 2 , no duh. But &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;why the hell&lt;/span&gt; is it so hard to find?!&lt;br /&gt;Gah , ok , mental note to self : GO ASK EE VON - SHE KNOWS EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ok , then i watched That freaky movie about that cynical sadistic mom that killed all her adopted sons( pretty damn scary ) . She reminded me of that woman in Desperate Housewife- the perfect one. After the movie i moved on to Animes- all time boredom-saver , thank god for animax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Some few minutes later it was lunchtime- uneventful is so right. I dont talk , neither does my dad . So basically lunch was silent , except for the usual &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;dah habis? nak basuh? nak letak mana ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then Ayah had to go for his cousins funeral , Innalillah. I didn't go cuz of the monthly visits .Besides, i couldn't do anything even if i wanted to anyways. So i stayed at home , and rotted. At first i started drawing my latest character : Shah and Qalya . Then somehow i got stuck at Qalya's dress , so i flipped through Seventeen . This is never a good thing cuz when i start reading , chances of me putting it down is , well , obviously zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So i read .. and read , and when i realized it , it was already late evening and  my good friend boredom visited . Don't i just love boredom. Buat aku cam org bodoh pun ada. Finally , when Ayah came home we went staright to the mamak . Didn't feel like having mamak , but what say do i have in this? His stomach was angry , Mak's stomach was angry , Pak LAng's .. Furious and I was just there , didn't matter whether we ate or if we didn't. But still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And then , balik. .. amusing day it was. *forced laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Where's my knight in shining armor?&lt;br /&gt;                      Is this an error i harboured&lt;br /&gt;                      Why does it have to matter&lt;br /&gt;                      And all this while he was behind the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  ~Farah,  11:46 pm&lt;br /&gt;                * Love me , Feed me , Leave me Money :) *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-395150801339233660?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/395150801339233660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=395150801339233660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/395150801339233660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/395150801339233660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/12/pak-lang-awesome.html' title='Pak Lang Awesome'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-8816572175434130521</id><published>2008-12-10T07:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:35:45.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws - v001 --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" style="text-align: center; line-height: 0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" width="200" height="305" src="http://www2.cbox.ws/box/?boxid=1967326&amp;amp;boxtag=6484&amp;amp;sec=main" marginheight="2" marginwidth="2" scrolling="auto" allowtransparency="yes" name="cboxmain" style="border:#DBE2ED 1px solid;" id="cboxmain"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" width="200" height="75" src="http://www2.cbox.ws/box/?boxid=1967326&amp;amp;boxtag=6484&amp;amp;sec=form" marginheight="2" marginwidth="2" scrolling="no" allowtransparency="yes" name="cboxform" style="border:#DBE2ED 1px solid;border-top:0px" id="cboxform"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-8816572175434130521?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/8816572175434130521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=8816572175434130521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/8816572175434130521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/8816572175434130521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-2188025850826814483</id><published>2008-12-10T07:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T07:35:04.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored Space Steam'/><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/ST_gqLNBE0I/AAAAAAAAACY/GhAYm2ybTVY/s1600-h/Baby+Cat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278184303468024642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/ST_gqLNBE0I/AAAAAAAAACY/GhAYm2ybTVY/s400/Baby+Cat.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yep , what a relief to have all this&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; space&lt;/span&gt; to myself. Not that i don't have enough , but its just that the idea of sharing doesn't exactly appeal to me.. much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm selfish , i knowww. Even if people don't tell me that , its written all over their faces. Huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See , the thing here is , i do realize what a social butterfly of a niece i have , and i do realize that the only reason she would want to come over is because i have a laptop and an internet connection. ..Which is why i was a little reluctant to invite her over . But no , mak was all hyped up getting her to spend the night with us. Oh , &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bloody joy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The other thing i hate is .. the time she spends on the laptop. It's like she's never even seen one in her whole life! As soon as we were back from the movies , she pounced on the laptop and didn't get off for the next 5 and a half hours , even that i had to practically beg her to get off the laptop because mainly , &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i needed the lights &lt;strong&gt;OFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It's like I have &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OCD&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or sumthing , but hey , everybody surely has something that makes them tick. Point here is , it was 3 in the morning , i was cranky , she was happy , so lets just say we're not exactly speaking the same lingo here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well , at least i did get my beauty sleep. Mak said that i stole all the blanket for myself , accusing me of selfishness. But I was asleep, practically half-dead, what did you expect of me at 6:30 in the morning? Please. Besides , the blanket was huge enough for at least 2 people !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So maybe I am that selfish , insensitive , but honestly , i don't care. Hmm , I want chocolates. Woman , lay off the fats!! Im pretty sure im 50Kg , but we'll see. Sorry S , just gotta let off some steam . :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~Farah . 11.28 pm . Bored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-2188025850826814483?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/2188025850826814483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=2188025850826814483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2188025850826814483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/2188025850826814483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/12/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/ST_gqLNBE0I/AAAAAAAAACY/GhAYm2ybTVY/s72-c/Baby+Cat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-7827933987841710858</id><published>2008-12-09T09:14:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:45:22.125-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight Robert Pattison'/><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>What was I gonna say just now? Twilight?&lt;br /&gt;I guess inspirations all dried up now , like a leaf in autumn. Which is exactly what my state my brain is in right now&lt;br /&gt;Right , lets not get too pessimistic and lets get on with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TWILIGHT&lt;/span&gt; *angelic background music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight , yet another underestimated movie judged poorly by the mere look of a cover . For that , i give myself a slap on the face . Yes , it wasn't anything I thought it would be , funny? Definitely not .  But of course , the key point here is the&lt;strong&gt; romance&lt;/strong&gt; , of course. Hello- Twlight ? Are we still on earth , this is the work of a housewifes' corny romantic of a dream written into the best-selling novel of the year which was then made into a box-office movie. What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this brings me to my next point , Edward Cullen . The star of the show. From what I understood , chivalry is dead. Period . In this day and age , finding *coughs* the "perfect" man is well , simply said , impossible.                       (I'm sorry operator but the line is dead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few words to describe &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1) Gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;2) Gentleman&lt;br /&gt;3) Talented&lt;br /&gt;4) Courages&lt;br /&gt;5) Romantic&lt;br /&gt;6) Protective&lt;br /&gt;7) Great Cook&lt;br /&gt;8) Rich&lt;br /&gt;9) Respectfull  and blablabla the list goes on and on and on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But still , even for my cousin , Sarah who never even read the book , even she fell for him . In exact words , she said she fell for his &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"body work , words , promises"&lt;/span&gt;  . I&lt;/em&gt;ll never get it , why people swoon over the perfect ones ? Yet I (when i first started reading the book) fell head over heels for that particular man . Huh, speak for yourself lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In any case , for me who had read the book , finding a LOT of plots missing , thought that the movie was a total insult to the author's work. I mean , come on! They're supposed to be &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOOD LOOKING , PERFECT VAMPIRES&lt;/span&gt;. For gods sake! I wanted to cry out loud the moment i saw Jasper hit the screen. He was , in a word : &lt;strong&gt;Hideous&lt;/strong&gt;. I feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    And Alice? Graceful , you idiotic director . Do you not get the word graceful &gt;? Ladylike . Petite , small , a Perfect doll. So when I saw Alice for the first time , my head was carving out colourful curse words &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dedicated&lt;/span&gt; specially for dear old director. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Agh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Hey , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; getting way ahead of myself , to say that even if i &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; enjoy the movie. Yes , the movie cracked me up , big time! Not to mention the part &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Carlisle&lt;/span&gt; introduced Jasper -&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; The new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vegetarian&lt;/span&gt; to the family&lt;/span&gt; , to Bella. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hahhaa&lt;/span&gt;!! Just remembering it makes me laugh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best has got to be Edward , my gosh , the way he just &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;kept on staring and staring and staring at Bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .. it was plain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;. Oh , speaking of which..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;movie died halfway through&lt;/span&gt;.. and got resurrected back again( 10 pregnant minutes later ) . The film must have snapped or burnt or something because the picture on the screen just resolved the way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;plasmolysis&lt;/span&gt; occurs. Like a picture getting burnt , just that it was being burnt with water. Imagine that. Quite an adventure , I'm sure the audience enjoyed themselves thoroughly as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Right now , all i want to do is SLEEP. Its 1:37 in the morning and my cousin is playing the guitar in the background , and I'm pretty much killing my eyes writing this. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;Being Short-distanced does have its downfalls , so its practically being half-blind. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    In a nutshell , the movie was awesome . I enjoyed and loved it to the max , and probably will be watching it again . =]  &lt;br /&gt;P/S : Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Pattison&lt;/span&gt; , i curse thee for ruining Edwards image.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; all , goodnight low-life scums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah , Sleepy/ Cranky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-7827933987841710858?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/7827933987841710858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=7827933987841710858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/7827933987841710858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/7827933987841710858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight_09.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-3309814088748189641</id><published>2008-12-09T09:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:14:47.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-3309814088748189641?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/3309814088748189641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=3309814088748189641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3309814088748189641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/3309814088748189641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-5097180860814883829</id><published>2008-11-30T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T08:12:34.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/STK32GhsJQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EbdBKKAKJSA/s1600-h/six+paxXD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 403px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/STK32GhsJQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EbdBKKAKJSA/s400/six+paxXD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274480253697008898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                ALrighty ,approximately 24 minutes and officially 16.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Stinking 16 , actually. *sigh* 24 stupid minutes till i leave 15.. why am i so nostalgic?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Currently on9 on my msn , chatting with Shu May , who is already 16. (yeah ,so?)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;In any case , im gonna be spending tomorrow and the day after in Legends , KL . Not much , but at least im outta the house . So there will be me , Syaz Atiq Syaf Qila Dan Han and Arina to (sort of) celebrate my birthday . hehe , im kinda excited :3&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Well actually , now that i think about it , it just another excuse to get out of the house . I don't know , this house makes me sick , asmathic in a way . Can't breathe , Can't stay still , So i wonder what'll happen when i get married .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; " I'm sick of you husband , go cook your own dinner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... That doesn't sound too good , actually. Ok *prays* May i have a hot interesting stinking rich husband who shall not get turned by any other woman except me. Amin .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Right , 16 . No car , No 18-above movies , huh. Ferget it . 16 is just another age you get through every year , which one day i shall tell to my children. Gah , what if i have all boys ? ..not so bad i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I wanna karaoke darn it! and eat , eat eat eat. .. Such a pig. so anyway , i'll buzz away for now. Nothing much to say .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAY! SIXTEEN! FINALLYLYYYYY !! WOOOOOT&lt;br /&gt;*pole dancers immerges* ... *silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First song : heartbeat - Scouting for girls&lt;br /&gt;   awesomeee ; D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8726272437795071486-5097180860814883829?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/5097180860814883829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=5097180860814883829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5097180860814883829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/5097180860814883829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/11/waiting-for-tonight.html' title='Waiting for tonight'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/STK32GhsJQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EbdBKKAKJSA/s72-c/six+paxXD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-7921215530284863334</id><published>2008-11-29T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T04:54:42.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mifa ! Fashion Show at The Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.heathtree.com/"&gt;http://www.HeathTree.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/STE2a3JWnyI/AAAAAAAAABw/xCqjq3ZyORU/s1600-h/Mifa!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274056473735241506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/STE2a3JWnyI/AAAAAAAAABw/xCqjq3ZyORU/s320/Mifa!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mifa! stands for &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Malaysian International Fashion Award&lt;/span&gt; ( or so I think it is) , which was the fashion show I saw this afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One word : &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Appaling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;            No offense , designers&lt;strong&gt; Calvin Thoo and Iszal&lt;/strong&gt; ! But I thought you could have done waaaaaay better than that. According to my dad , well , he said he almost fell asleep a couple of times. My mom said it was Okay , and you got my comment. Enough said I guess?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;        No wonder the Malaysian fashion industry falls flat. Most of the clothes we wear are imported , International brands such as Roxy , Guess! , Zara and some others , just to name a few Even those at your local stores. But then again , we DO have some very talented designers  who are  obviously overshadowed by those international designers. So we can't really blame them now , can we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Altough of course , some of the blame do fall on them . Most of their design never seem to suit our local taste , especially for us teenagers. Honestly , they don't exactly expect us to strut around malls wearing some "designer Baju Kurung or batik" right? Even if they did , they could have at least designed it in a way it could be worn daily . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But , aside from all of that , i personally liked a few of the dresses from the fashion show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274056477959621298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 448px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/STE2bG4hirI/AAAAAAAAACA/JrdCQBUWb0M/s320/Mifa!+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt; . 2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274056477519834722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 413px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/STE2bFPq7mI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2TTM_VvdM-o/s320/Mifa!+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALRIGHTY , model no. 4) iss... &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little short huh &gt;3 ? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274057621010331154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 432px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 447px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/STE3dpFDNhI/AAAAAAAAACI/LTHv8QO6nMU/s320/DSC05889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Nope , i've never given modeling a thought. Theres no hope, unless they want me to mod&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;el for Kiddy clothes ( which is never ever going to happen ). Tho it might be fun .. Nah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;    Well , in any case , i half expected some Hawt boys to show up but there was only a handful !! Such a dissapointment  . Oh  , right. They were all in Sunway today *sigh* . Such catasthrophic timing.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;=.=" Oh well , next time round i guess. I REALLY WANTED TO SEE HIM. *sobs tragically*           Hmm , I'm hungry . Gotta get me something to eat . Speaking of which , i'm getting .. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fat. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fat .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Thats what you get for &lt;strong&gt;eating like a pig + no exercise&lt;/strong&gt;.    My Booty , i'm pretty sure of it , is almost 3 quarter the size of KIM KARDASHIANS ass, which is NOT a good thing.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  ALrighty  , i'm OFF. *bows* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listening to : Rock Your Body - JT   , 8:51pm ,                      &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Farah Idayu XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/8726272437795071486-7921215530284863334?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/7921215530284863334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=7921215530284863334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/7921215530284863334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/7921215530284863334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/11/mifa-fashion-show-at-gardens.html' title='Mifa ! Fashion Show at The Gardens'/><author><name>Farah Idayu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10467986611863145419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pImTY4-hJw/Tpw_YuKL2CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/t9KA5a86zbg/s220/IMG_3084.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/STE2a3JWnyI/AAAAAAAAABw/xCqjq3ZyORU/s72-c/Mifa!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8726272437795071486.post-4868061417145213728</id><published>2008-11-21T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T04:22:41.637-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom Farah Idayu'/><title type='text'>Oh , look! A whore~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SSamFcAhV5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/2lhy4KngB7k/s1600-h/Farah028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271083026231678866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4HlO_t4eUrA/SSamFcAhV5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/2lhy4KngB7k/s320/Farah028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Whore! JUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust joking. No , seriously. I'm JOKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Oh-So-(not)Famous-ME , &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Farah Idayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright , here is the case, defendants , juries , your most revered -The Judge : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hereby sue the court for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;school holidays&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 ) &lt;/strong&gt;Do you know what it has/had done to me?! Yes , it kills , BOREDOM , just for your information - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kills &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~ an interesting fact:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boredom was created long ago by a man named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bore Dom &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. (fuck , the laptop is definitely trying my patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;Well , anyway , continuing where we left, Yes , Bore Dom. He was a strange but kind little kid . Every morning , he'd collect eggs from the chicken coop whilst whistling a peculiar tune that made the neighbour curse everytime he heard the sound. One fateful day , as he handed over the eggs to his deranged mother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;...he thought of his name - how it sounded , why it was given etch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he came up with a brilliant idea! ' BoreDom ' , he thought . 'Wow . CooLiO! , Bless my mentally challenged parents for blessing me with such a unique name!!' . And thus , the word Boredom was introduced into the English Dictionary . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- may I remind you that was completely Bull?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Yes , 2. .. well , School Holidays. See ?! Even the word brings tears to my eyes ! *sniffs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huh , BS. I'm just bored. Curse you Bore Dom. Oh , just so you know ,he was awarded a medal called "Stupidest Kid Alive" in his village a year later after his little word-invention was invented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So , if ANYONE (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I MEAN ANYONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ) can suggest ANYTHING interesting to do , that'll kill approximately 1 month , you are most welcomed! You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;can trash all you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                          =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mirotic - DBSK , Pajamas , 8.12 PM &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                                   *xoxo*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8726272437795071486-4868061417145213728?l=heathtree.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/feeds/4868061417145213728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8726272437795071486&amp;postID=4868061417145213728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4868061417145213728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8726272437795071486/posts/default/4868061417145213728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathtree.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-look-whore.html' title='Oh , look! 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