<?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-3156586190977207863</id><updated>2011-07-08T13:08:22.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. Silent Screams .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-8799306896703163309</id><published>2009-12-19T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T18:42:21.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Anxious__*</title><content type='html'>Okay, here's my update. (:&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I went for the Marriage course with him.&lt;br /&gt;We were both nervous at first especially the morning session.&lt;br /&gt;However, the evening session was much more relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, we took the course in a private academy.&lt;br /&gt;So we need to attend only one session &amp;amp; that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that cost us $300 including our 2 certificates of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days ago, he bought me a simple ring.&lt;br /&gt;Fairuz did helped out to decide which design.&lt;br /&gt;I was quite happy but worry over the big financial issue.&lt;br /&gt;So in short, today, his mum &amp;amp; himself is coming over later.&lt;br /&gt;You know, to talk about marriage issues &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So I will update more once it's confirm okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa Love. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-8799306896703163309?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/8799306896703163309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=8799306896703163309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/8799306896703163309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/8799306896703163309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/12/anxious.html' title='`Anxious__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-2787861074711109744</id><published>2009-12-03T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:30:49.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Left Aside__*</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am, back again after 2months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reasons for not updating, busy or just plain lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, right now, I am really down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before these tears really begin to control me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should as well, start typing and let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why am I so XTRA emotional the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of PMS or just because I was expecting too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was obviously counting to my birthday since last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I will be able to celebrate it at least with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone. Family, friends. Doesn't have to be someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, to my own disappointment, none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm used to not celebrating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I do have feelings. I do want to feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been like years since I really went out and celebrate my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted this to be special. Since it's my 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purposely made no plans. Just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all I did was I went to school for my OA &amp;amp; phonics course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home after that. Still having no plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiwik &amp;amp; Sakinah did gave me a surprise at the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it didn't managed to bring my spirits up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home. Mum was there watching TV as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be bothered anymore. Cos I was on the verge of crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just locked up my room &amp;amp; sleep the whole evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at night to watch my favourite show &amp;amp; eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my room &amp;amp; tried to sleep but failed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept on thinking &amp;amp; thinking till about 2+am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so NOT special. To even anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Even he, did not make any time for me. Haish.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, wishing myself a 'HAPPY' 21st birthday 2days ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-2787861074711109744?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/2787861074711109744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=2787861074711109744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/2787861074711109744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/2787861074711109744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/12/left-aside.html' title='`Left Aside__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-4398957955809350749</id><published>2009-10-10T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:59:17.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Mixed feelings__*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes. I am having a mixture of feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At times, he can make me feel so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yet other times, he can leave me crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At times, he can make me feel secure &amp;amp; calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yet other times, he can make me feel frustrated &amp;amp; irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The first time I get to know him, I had no intention of being more than friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was too hurt already. &amp;amp; I was happy being single &amp;amp; alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eventhough, at times I felt lonely &amp;amp; yearn for someone's love so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But as time goes by, little did I realise that this feelings for him have gone this far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I hope, it can be controlled &amp;amp; it won't drift further so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't want to be hurt again &amp;amp; again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He's nice to me. But then again, I'm scared it's only for a short while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm scared he will change &amp;amp; show his true colours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He always make sacrifices &amp;amp; have been patience with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; I'm scared he will lose his patience &amp;amp; get bored with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cos all my ex-es are all like that. They were only nice in the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, they will change from a faithful &amp;amp; loving person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To someone unfaithful, angry &amp;amp; uncompromise person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No matter how good he is that he have shown me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; how his sister has tried to convince me of his good behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I still have this insecure feeilng. I'm so scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yet at times, I just wanna let it all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want to be loved so much &amp;amp; also loving a person with all my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why this time round, it seems so hard? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sometimes, I blame myself. For being stupid, naive &amp;amp; so hard-headed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Last time, I used to be so naive in love. So so naive &amp;amp; soft-hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Always crying to the guy whenever they leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Crying &amp;amp; doing stupid things whenever I had a break-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I used to sacrifice so much for a guy. Loving them with all my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spending every bit of my time that I have. Faithful to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Till I deleted all my guy contacts &amp;amp; stopped going out with my guy friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Like how they asked me to. &amp;amp; yet what did I get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;They get bored with me &amp;amp; went out with some other girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&amp;amp; now, I'm the one who is so hard-headed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Refusing &amp;amp; trying to avoid love as much as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I know I'm hurting him with all my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I'm doing this for my own security. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want to be in love deeply. But I'm scared to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Seeing him reminds of the OLD me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;amp; I know how much it hurts him like how I did last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Which is why I blame myself for being like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Am I really wrong? Shoud I really be this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Am I selfish for being this way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cos just to keep myself secure, I'm hurting others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But when I'm so nice, guys tend to take advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So what should I do? I'm confused. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S: I hate Kamal. He's such a procrastinator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-4398957955809350749?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/4398957955809350749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=4398957955809350749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/4398957955809350749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/4398957955809350749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/10/mixed-feelings.html' title='`Mixed feelings__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-3212526811818160027</id><published>2009-10-01T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:09:31.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`My Silent Screams__*</title><content type='html'>God. It hurts so much. I can't take it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;I've been crying since afternoon just now.&lt;br /&gt;Mye eyes are in pain right now. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;I really hate you right now. Don't you bother me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 wks, I've been asking you to go &amp;amp; check.&lt;br /&gt;But you never did. You didn't make time for it.&lt;br /&gt;You know how I am looking forward to this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you just have to blew it away don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been planning for this trip so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Been calling up the hotels to check the latest check-in timing.&lt;br /&gt;Calling up the ICA to check on your passport.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all I get from you is you can't make it for the timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it was a total disappointment &amp;amp; stress for me.&lt;br /&gt;Just to handle all these things. It's stressful.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, with the release of exam results which was a total sucks!&lt;br /&gt;My GPA drop further to 3.7 lars. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't type anymore. My brain is now jammed.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles aite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-3212526811818160027?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/3212526811818160027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=3212526811818160027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/3212526811818160027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/3212526811818160027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-silent-screams.html' title='`My Silent Screams__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-1288607986138690805</id><published>2009-09-24T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:35:35.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Speechless__*</title><content type='html'>Guys. I wonder. What do they really want from us.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand guys. Really. I'm so hurt.&lt;br /&gt;On the verge of breaking down again. Hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need anyone but I hate when all these are happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my ex wanted to patch up. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;However, to me, it's lame. After not liking that someone.&lt;br /&gt;Then he's saying all these to me. It's BULLSHIT.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not someone you can forget when you have someone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then you can simply come back to me when you don't have anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO NOT gonna fall for that sweet words of yours okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I freaking hate LIARS. I hate guys who just give empty promises.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't fcuking keep to that promise, might as well you don't okay!&lt;br /&gt;My ex-es seemed to have these problems. Promises that they can't keep.&lt;br /&gt;Promise that they change, forget their ex, faithful to me.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, fcuk all! They NEVER CHANGE. NEVER FORGET THEIR EX.&lt;br /&gt;WENT CLUBBING WITH SOME OTHER GIRL &amp;amp; LIED TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;CONTACT THEIR EX. STILL WEAR THE RING THEIR EX GAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?! I don't fcuking need you! Guys like you should just extinct!&lt;br /&gt;I'm BETTER off without you okay. Go &amp;amp; fcuk yourself aite!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I think I should go &amp;amp; relax my mind &amp;amp; myself.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I have to go work for F1. Sorry for my language aite people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-1288607986138690805?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/1288607986138690805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=1288607986138690805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/1288607986138690805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/1288607986138690805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/09/speechless.html' title='`Speechless__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-824695265078604600</id><published>2009-09-21T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:17:12.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Left Alone__*</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through my friend's engagement photos.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Deep inside me, I'm so envy of her.&lt;br /&gt;She seems to have the ALMOST perfect life doesn't she?&lt;br /&gt;While here I am, struggling in every bits &amp;amp; pieces of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was my sec school friend. Her 1st r/s didn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now, she's already engaged with the 2nd boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Me? Countless of broken r/s &amp;amp; still struggling to trust guys.&lt;br /&gt;Luck is not with me I think. Haish. I'm speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked around &amp;amp; see my closest friends. They are so ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;One is married, one is engaged. One is about 3yrs plus r/s.&lt;br /&gt;One is 8months r/s &amp;amp; I hardly went out with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't be rushing into this kind of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I have my own reasons. Others are going after their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;But one of my dreams is to have my own dad to walikn my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;I want both my parents to be there to witness my solemnisation.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, they are not getting younger. Mum is 53 and dad is 59.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have done so many mistakes last time.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that future husband will guide me to the right path.&lt;br /&gt;He's the one who will open my heart &amp;amp; be my everything.&lt;br /&gt;My husband, best friend, companion, guidance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be the one who will show me my new world.&lt;br /&gt;I will not just be a girl and a daughter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But a wife and a mother. A new level of being a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm so looking forward to that aight. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has been asking when I will be getting married.&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to answer her that question you see.&lt;br /&gt;I want to but how can I? When I don't even have anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Mum has agreed that she's okay if I were to solemnise at ROM.&lt;br /&gt;Then we will sanding at a later date when we have enough money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was I left behind in the marriage aspect, but education as well.&lt;br /&gt;I see my friends who I knew back then in Normal Technical stream.&lt;br /&gt;They are now already pursuing their Diploma right now.&lt;br /&gt;But again, here I am, still pursuing Higher Nitec in ITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I chose this path. I love being in ITE. Great people &amp;amp; management.&lt;br /&gt;But... I don't even know whether I'm able to go poly after this.&lt;br /&gt;All due to financial problems. I've been waiting for 3yrs you see.&lt;br /&gt;It's not as if i flung my 'O' levels &amp;amp; Nitec. I did well. Haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, I feel so down right now... I cried when looking at the photos.&lt;br /&gt;Was I even jealous? She had a secure job with a Diploma pursuing Degree.&lt;br /&gt;Her fiance is a Police Coast Guard with a car &amp;amp; a bike. But the greatest is...&lt;br /&gt;Her fiance is a very nice &amp;amp; patient guy. Never once I heard they had a big quarrel.&lt;br /&gt;Never. For their first 9months of r/s, they nevery had any quarrels before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he always have surprises for her. Last year Feb, I went out with them.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered he apologised to her that he was not able to go out with her for V Day.&lt;br /&gt;We were in the car. &amp;amp; there he was giving her a bracelet from Lee Hwa Jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;On V Day itself, he delivered a bouquet of roses with cake if I'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So before their engagement day, they went to celebrate...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there he was again kneeling down with the ring &amp;amp; proposed to her.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER DUPER SWEET lars. Haish. I wish I had the same luck as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the result from a Facebook quiz I just took.&lt;br /&gt;A quiz on "What Do I Need Most In A Relationship?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=155191646014&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c90bee580d3fec58530ec0dfdbc85cc6&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();return true;" href="http://apps.facebook.com/zquiz-iqqrvdmh/?ref=nf&amp;amp;c=676128596"&gt;Understanding &amp;amp; Patience &lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;Although you're not willing to admit it openly, you are very aware that you can be a very difficult person. You're a suffering soul and sometimes lose control of your emotions. Both your biggest wish and greatest fear is falling in love. Your heart desires a lifetime companion, someone who is understanding and who will never give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;This is SO true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-824695265078604600?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/824695265078604600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=824695265078604600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/824695265078604600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/824695265078604600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/09/left-alone.html' title='`Left Alone__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-9178572361889808347</id><published>2009-09-15T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:51:03.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Finally it's OVER!__*</title><content type='html'>It's been exactly 2 months since I last updated.&lt;br /&gt;Woah. Haha. Finally have the time to update you see.&lt;br /&gt;Cos since school reopened we were so busy.&lt;br /&gt;With projects, exhibitions, tests &amp;amp; examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So learning corner was a success. WAFFS Photoshop! (:&lt;br /&gt;I hope it can help to bring up our previous layout project.&lt;br /&gt;However, LE paper was SUPER hard. HR was okay.&lt;br /&gt;I did well for HR CA also. Thank God. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, eventhough everything is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help myself but feeling stress.&lt;br /&gt;Stress about exams results and also about my family problems.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so restless &amp;amp; cried over it every now &amp;amp; then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've not been talking to my 2nd sis for about 2 yrs now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now she's not even talking to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see her, I'm speechless. She've changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I don't know her anymore. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My past seems to be haunting me once again.&lt;br /&gt;Please let me move on &amp;amp; be a better person than last time.&lt;br /&gt;I admit I have done a lot of mistakes back then.&lt;br /&gt;But without those mistakes, I wouldn't be a wiser &amp;amp; stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Just like what I am right now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap things up, I just wanna wish all Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia yo! Just another 4 more days to go! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-9178572361889808347?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/9178572361889808347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=9178572361889808347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/9178572361889808347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/9178572361889808347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-its-over.html' title='`Finally it&apos;s OVER!__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-7256081878260208628</id><published>2009-07-15T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:50:25.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Finally!__*</title><content type='html'>Oh wow. I know. It's been a long time since I updated.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been busy &amp;amp; yet at the same time slacking? =D&lt;br /&gt;I came back from Cambodia on 28 June.&lt;br /&gt;29 June - 5 July was a total slack for me. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall never forget the memories I have over there.&lt;br /&gt;It's really awesome! The moments we had with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of course the bonding we had within our group.&lt;br /&gt;The stupid joke we created ourselves. The eating sessions. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes Fairuz! Congrats on both of us for clinching the female titles. =D&lt;br /&gt;Me - Most fun-loving female; Fairuz - Most hardworking female.&lt;br /&gt;For guys, Bing2 - Most fun-loving male; Ah Chai - Most hardworking male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway when I went for the NDP combined rehearsal on 4 July.&lt;br /&gt;I did quite a few mistakes. Cos I forgot the steps lars. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; worse still, we had real life audience! Damn! &amp;amp; OMG!&lt;br /&gt;The costumes were a total suck big time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School reopened on 5 July. It was okay.&lt;br /&gt;It's just we are totally packed with assignments here &amp;amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;Plus my weekly NDP &amp;amp; CCA. It's CHAOTIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;Serve me right. =P Haha! On top of that! F1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had F1 Merchandise Crew training last Friday, 10 July.&lt;br /&gt;It's quite boring but yet at the same time happening?&lt;br /&gt;I mean the training structure was boring.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily the students &amp;amp; the trainer herself is superb.&lt;br /&gt;So which makes it lively lars of cos. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Fauzi &amp;amp; me got the title of 'Best Learner'.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird since I was not that serious throughout the training. Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Harry Potter release. I'm so gonna watch it.&lt;br /&gt;But not yet sure when. I'm LOVING HARRY POTTER!&lt;br /&gt;WHEE!!! Hahaha. Okay. Shutup! I know. (:&lt;br /&gt;Pls wish me luck for NDP, F1, assignments etc.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of cos my love life. Hahaha. But I'm quite happy being single.&lt;br /&gt;Am I? Really? I suppose so. LOL. K till then. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-7256081878260208628?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/7256081878260208628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=7256081878260208628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/7256081878260208628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/7256081878260208628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title='`Finally!__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-5818763081170774783</id><published>2009-06-14T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:04:23.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Mixed feelings__*</title><content type='html'>Finally! The 2 projects are over &amp;amp; submitted on 12 June.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! It was a total depression to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep the whole Thursday night just to type out the write-up.&lt;br /&gt;I spend the whole 5hous just to think &amp;amp; type it out.&lt;br /&gt;A total of 16 pages lars seys! It was a nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So most of us turned up in school looking like a zombie. (:&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, our teachers were understanding. Hehes.&lt;br /&gt;The skit was hilarious. Wonder if I have an acting potential. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to lunch at J8 KFC. Till about 12.30pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went back to school. Cos we have the trip briefing at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Fairuz &amp;amp; Nana was already sleeping. I was busy planning.&lt;br /&gt;Till I myself eventually doze off also. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing ended about 5.30pm. I went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I slept like a pig till the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday NDP was great BUT tiring.&lt;br /&gt;I was unwell after that. My hand was shivering already sia. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm SUPER nervous today. I'm going aiport later.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss everyone here. Haiz... I'm happy yet at the same time sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, toodles... I wanna get ready &amp;amp; meet Wiwik... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-5818763081170774783?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/5818763081170774783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=5818763081170774783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/5818763081170774783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/5818763081170774783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/06/mixed-feelings.html' title='`Mixed feelings__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-6600822041004186713</id><published>2009-05-17T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:08:08.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Imy__*</title><content type='html'>Boy, u caught me off guard. U blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough at times, u're so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I still love you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you're just so irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imy boy. I really2 do. You touched my heart &amp;amp; soul.&lt;br /&gt;When you were there to brush these tears from my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;When you were there to hug me in your warm arms.&lt;br /&gt;I shall nvr forget that moment. &amp;amp; I thank you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you boy... &amp;amp; I miss you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-6600822041004186713?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/6600822041004186713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=6600822041004186713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/6600822041004186713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/6600822041004186713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/05/imy.html' title='`Imy__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-1636349318866164863</id><published>2009-05-06T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:51:45.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Hurting Deep Inside__*</title><content type='html'>I hate myself. Why am I feeling these way?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I just feeling more hurt day by day?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon Qida. Wake up. &lt;em&gt;You can't be with any guy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're simply not good enough for any guy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;U're just another passerby in his life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept on crying &amp;amp; crying. What's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;Damn myself. I should not like or love anyone.&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Haiz. I ain't no good to have anyone's love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-1636349318866164863?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/1636349318866164863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=1636349318866164863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/1636349318866164863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/1636349318866164863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/05/hurting-deep-inside.html' title='`Hurting Deep Inside__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-2264241117368100276</id><published>2009-05-05T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:03:55.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Love__*</title><content type='html'>Why is it so hard to forget him?&lt;br /&gt;Unlike some other of my ex-es.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the memories we were together.&lt;br /&gt;How we were being crazy together.&lt;br /&gt;How he helped out in my school work.&lt;br /&gt;How he taught my niece.&lt;br /&gt;Every lil thing he did for me, I cherished it till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's one of those who accepted me the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;Some of my ex-es asked me not to be my crazy self when I'm with them.&lt;br /&gt;Others, just ignore me when I'm being my crazy self.&lt;br /&gt;But with him, he's being crazy with me. He doesn't care what ppl think.&lt;br /&gt;He brings me to know his friends &amp;amp; all. Oh god.&lt;br /&gt;Why are these tears rolling down again? I still love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;Pls give me strength to go through this. I want to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is he still treating me like a gf when he meets me?&lt;br /&gt;When he is the one who wanted the break-up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-2264241117368100276?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/2264241117368100276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=2264241117368100276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/2264241117368100276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/2264241117368100276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/05/love.html' title='`Love__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-4778456314780593913</id><published>2009-04-19T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:41:58.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Dance photos__*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeoqhX3fGrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FyzFmKiGRr0/s1600-h/DSC04208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326116262149823154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeoqhX3fGrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FyzFmKiGRr0/s320/DSC04208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Random pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/Seoqgz8txDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_Gl7lgCAinE/s1600-h/P4161054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326116252508079154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/Seoqgz8txDI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_Gl7lgCAinE/s320/P4161054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lock Darlink &amp;amp; Me (: Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeoqhLJwOtI/AAAAAAAAADI/FtU_LbOgMIY/s1600-h/DSC04206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326116258736782034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeoqhLJwOtI/AAAAAAAAADI/FtU_LbOgMIY/s320/DSC04206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Crew FORMAL photo =D CUTE right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeoqhCJPkkI/AAAAAAAAADA/yxlRE5MLl7Q/s1600-h/P4161056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326116256318722626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeoqhCJPkkI/AAAAAAAAADA/yxlRE5MLl7Q/s320/P4161056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me at ITE Macp's dance studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeoqgnCFyvI/AAAAAAAAACw/9WXnG_LN8OM/s1600-h/P4161053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326116249040964338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeoqgnCFyvI/AAAAAAAAACw/9WXnG_LN8OM/s320/P4161053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really. It was just a one pic scandal only. SUMPAH. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeopkL1iD1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/sf0BwfQlJmQ/s1600-h/P4161080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115210948382546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeopkL1iD1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/sf0BwfQlJmQ/s320/P4161080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nu' Crew + B'Delicious = Nu'Licious? Or Nu'Crew + Soul'D Out = Nu' Soul'D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/Seopk9upLnI/AAAAAAAAACo/7mQnkki011c/s1600-h/P4161059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115224341261938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/Seopk9upLnI/AAAAAAAAACo/7mQnkki011c/s320/P4161059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestie Sakinah Darlink &amp;amp; me (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Psst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SDO's MANAGER tau. Cey! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/Seopkplz-OI/AAAAAAAAACg/XoOEqyA4QX8/s1600-h/P4161058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115218935511266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/Seopkplz-OI/AAAAAAAAACg/XoOEqyA4QX8/s320/P4161058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My educators + dancers. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeopkW1x8uI/AAAAAAAAACY/5sbXRNvBadE/s1600-h/P4161069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115213902213858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeopkW1x8uI/AAAAAAAAACY/5sbXRNvBadE/s320/P4161069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last pose before performance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeopkCGFFJI/AAAAAAAAACI/2467GqKjyOI/s1600-h/P4161043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115208333431954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeopkCGFFJI/AAAAAAAAACI/2467GqKjyOI/s320/P4161043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;At our booth for CCA Open House (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-4778456314780593913?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/4778456314780593913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=4778456314780593913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/4778456314780593913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/4778456314780593913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance-photos.html' title='`Dance photos__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeoqhX3fGrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FyzFmKiGRr0/s72-c/DSC04208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-8313989079839261527</id><published>2009-04-14T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:19:19.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Best Day Ever__*</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to wish &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wiwik&lt;/span&gt; a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 19th birthday. (:&lt;/span&gt; Cey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Org tu dah tu tua lars seys. Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Maklum lah dah jadi minah dangdut. =P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I pity her. Cos she had to dance today.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Birthday girl suppose to be pretty.&lt;br /&gt;But she went home sweaty cos of dance comp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A picture of Wiwik with B'Delicious 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326111318239943250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeomBmXhGlI/AAAAAAAAABo/o7eEwx-FFKc/s320/B%27+Delicious+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiwik, sorry we do not have any surprises for you today.&lt;br /&gt;You will okay. That's for sure. (: Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had our&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Back to Basics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dance comp just now.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a tough comp actually. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TMC&lt;/span&gt;'s choreographer is from FIS/Vougelicious.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that choreographer is the friend of the judge who is also from FIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snickers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;collaboration of SFB, Vouge, Dylis &amp;amp; Fantastic plus some others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other 2 teams are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;22 Beats&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;G3O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 Beats are from ITE Macpherson &amp;amp; Bishan.&lt;br /&gt;G3O is a crew who have performed &amp;amp; won comps before also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, mostly the crews who joined the comp are very experience.&lt;br /&gt;But we did our best. Eventhough we did cocked up here &amp;amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay. (: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cos we won 3rd!!!&lt;/span&gt; Omg!!! I'm super duper happy.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I'm so happy &amp;amp; proud of my other half, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;B' Delicious 2&lt;/span&gt; did well.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Minah Dangdut &amp;amp; Minah Sidekrump&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; u guys did well.&lt;br /&gt;U've improved since the last time I saw u guys dance for e 1st time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the rest of the pics taken. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326111974421222946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/Seomny1U1iI/AAAAAAAAABw/S4R_xoQ4Mbc/s320/Us+again.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326112384809134514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/Seom_rpbabI/AAAAAAAAAB4/FPvf8hO53w8/s320/DSC04178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326112828895465842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeonZh_3EXI/AAAAAAAAACA/AbOuF7t7YtQ/s320/DSC04185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-8313989079839261527?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/8313989079839261527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=8313989079839261527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/8313989079839261527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/8313989079839261527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-day-ever.html' title='`Best Day Ever__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SeomBmXhGlI/AAAAAAAAABo/o7eEwx-FFKc/s72-c/B%27+Delicious+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-8170884913207155286</id><published>2009-04-01T14:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:58:19.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Feel Afresh__*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Finally! After the much awaiting of exam results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh well. I didn't do so well as last semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last term I had all 'A's. But this term I have 2 'A's &amp;amp; 1 'B'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So yeah. I had 'B' for The Communcation Curriculum (TCC).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I had 'A's for Discovery Curriculum &amp;amp; also Public Relations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So the average GPA of both semester is 3.86. Huhu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pls, this is the fact okay. I'm not fooling u guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, two days ago I've received Mrs Regina's call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've been selected to go to the Cambodia for 2wks!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's gonna be a new experience for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Since all these while I'm doing only local community service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So yeah. On Sunday, I've msged Mr Cho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I told him that I wanted to withdraw from Dance Elective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cos when I think back again, I don't think I'll be able to manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't want to risk my studies over dance. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really hope I've made a good decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, I'm trying to keep myself busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;With NDP, dance competition &amp;amp; also preparing for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; yes! Phonics course, storytelling for primary 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Next term only 2 exam papers I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think in some ways I'm happier this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No stress of thinking another someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Instead, I just have to think about my studies &amp;amp; dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; also I'll be able to go out with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Example just this holiday alone I've watched 3movies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All with Wiwik! Haha! Lol. &amp;amp; also played pool. yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The 3movies are:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Street Fighter(18.03.09); 5.20pm; Cathay Wdl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Coming Soon(20.03.09); 7.35pm; GV Bishan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Unborn(29.03.09) ; 4.25pm; Cathay Wdl. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I managed to buy the Everlast bag one the same day as I watched Unborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was on sale. $39.90! Oh whee! Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; also Nike shoes. Hehe. My mum is so nice these past few days. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's all for now peeps. Toodles!&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/3156586190977207863-8170884913207155286?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/8170884913207155286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=8170884913207155286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/8170884913207155286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/8170884913207155286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-afresh.html' title='`Feel Afresh__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-5824590066029772951</id><published>2009-03-01T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T11:48:24.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Dance Auditions__*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Yesterday I went for the auditions at ITE Simei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Yes. Dance Elective's auditions. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I reached there with Farhana at about 9.05am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;So the whole thing actually started about 10am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;We had about an hour latin dance class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;The choreographer/instructor is Philippines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;So after that the audition starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;We had to do some contemporary steps &amp;amp; warm-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&amp;amp; here is the gd news! I got through! Whee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I'm in Elective Dance. How great is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I'll be in NDP Dance as well!!! Wuhoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I got the bag I wanted. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;So yeah. More updates soon alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-5824590066029772951?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/5824590066029772951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=5824590066029772951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/5824590066029772951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/5824590066029772951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/03/dance-auditions.html' title='`Dance Auditions__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-9153046099576464407</id><published>2009-02-17T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:08:54.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Hurting Deep Inside__*</title><content type='html'>Oh god... I swear I feel like breaking down right now.&lt;br /&gt;Tears rolling down my cheeks. I'm so so hurt.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a dream he left me cos he had sum1 else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today, we had this HUGE quarrel. I couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't he put in effort? Do I have to tell him everything?&lt;br /&gt;What to do. How I feel. EVERYTIME? Haish.&lt;br /&gt;I told him like a zillion times. Why can't he take the initiative?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Sometimes I purposely nvr msg &amp;amp; waited to see.&lt;br /&gt;Yes to see whether he will find me. But he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;The worst is when we quarrel, he didn't even try to stop me.&lt;br /&gt;God. It hurts so much. It's like as if he nvr care for me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I said I need some time to think abt us.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't try to stop me. He didn't come &amp;amp; look for me.&lt;br /&gt;Damnit. All those msges &amp;amp; calls for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to cry again? ... Haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much to see him like this.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it hurts so much also if I were to let him go.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm so so confused right now. Pls help me.&lt;br /&gt;Allah, pls give me strength to go through this again.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't imagine myself if I were to go thru another break-up AGAIN...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-9153046099576464407?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/9153046099576464407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=9153046099576464407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/9153046099576464407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/9153046099576464407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/02/hurting-deep-inside.html' title='`Hurting Deep Inside__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-5487151835723536580</id><published>2009-02-15T09:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:56:34.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`Hearts__*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Bby, I just wanna say I love you alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm blessed to have you bby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Eventhough we always quarrel, but it's okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I hope it will help us to understand each other better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I hope that one day we can really be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;For now, we understand each other better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&amp;amp; I hope it will make the love between us grows fonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;How I wish I can always hug &amp;amp; cuddle with you darls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Bby, I'm really sorry for what had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Please don't ever give up on our love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I hope we can make the best of each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Muacks. I hearts you so so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;P.S: Dateline in 3days time. Oh God!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Qida kangen banget sama Kai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-5487151835723536580?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/5487151835723536580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=5487151835723536580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/5487151835723536580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/5487151835723536580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/02/hearts.html' title='`Hearts__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-3606007356118085324</id><published>2009-02-08T11:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:46:19.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`New Lyfe__*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Hello people!!! Haha! I know my blog has rot for quite some time. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cos I've not been using comp regularly since school started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Anyway, today is my dad's birthday! He's 59 already. Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Both my parents are not at home. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll be going to library later to study with Skinah, Wik &amp;amp; Na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Okay, so now, I'll be updating you on stories since the start of 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pls don't sleep ok? Haha. (: Thank you for your cooperation. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Yesterday&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(07/02)&lt;/span&gt;, I went out to celebrate my 1mth with dearie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Well, we had our downs at first. After that, everything was ok. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;So we met up at around 5.15pm when it was supposed to be 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Thanks eh dear. Huhu. :( We proceeded to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;We went our separate ways from his friends. Hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Walk here &amp;amp; there. Omg! I like this Nike shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;But he said it's not that nice. Damnit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I don't care, I still want it. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;We went to eat at KFC cos he WANTED to eat CHICKEN so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Haha. End up he bought Zinger meal WITH TWO piece CHICKENS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Omg! No wonder he got such a cute belly! Haha! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Nvm. After that, we watched Bride Wars at Cineleisure. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Anyway, his asthma came back. I'm kinda worried though. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Bby, rest well okay? Pls2 take your medicine regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Friday&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(06/02)&lt;/span&gt;, the dateline for Ms Pearl's assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Omg! We handed in late thanks to some of the 'punctual' classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm still worried whether we are going to have a 1grade drop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It's not fair for some of us who came early &amp;amp; ready. :( Haish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(04/02)&lt;/span&gt;, the hectic day for me. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;First of all, dance performance for CNY. Oh god! Cock up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Then, we had our ECH Filming. It was quite lame though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After that, we had S&amp;amp;W THEORY test. Quite easy lars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After school, Wik, Na &amp;amp; me went to Vista Park to do assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But the table was wet. So we went to the RC instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It was quite stressful when the UNDERAGE kids were making noise etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Anyway, I met up with dearie after that. His house was just nearby. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(03/02)&lt;/span&gt;, dearie came to my house to accompany me do my assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Hehe. So sweet of him right? Thank you so much syg. I appreciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;He left about 10pm &amp;amp; I sent him off to Lot 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;We managed to sit down &amp;amp; talked for a while. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Saturday&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(31/01)&lt;/span&gt;, my nephew's 1st birthday! Getting cuter day by day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I went to meet up dearie 4pm at Wdl platform to go to CT Hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;We walked around while waiting to meet up with Na &amp;amp; Ayie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;We went to Chingay parade &amp;amp; post party! Whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I nvr regretted going there cos it was so fun!!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;It's a new experience for me aite. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;23/01-27/01)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;23/01&lt;/span&gt;-After I came from Zoo, I went home &amp;amp; packed my bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I went off to sleepover at bestie's house. (: Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;To cut the story short, I spend the few days with her, Indra &amp;amp; him. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;27/01&lt;/span&gt;-First time he came over to my house. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;During this period of time, I was busy doing Big Book also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Oh god! It was damn tiring lars. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I hope I don't need to do another one again. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(12/01)&lt;/span&gt;, Karaoke time!!! Haha. He just got his pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;So we went to the Cashbox beside Forum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;It was just me, Na, him &amp;amp; Wan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Yes Na. I know that Wan's voice is SO SUPER nice. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(10/01)&lt;/span&gt;, first date with him? Haha. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I know I'm very open-minded with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I always talking dirty things with them etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;BUT believe it or not, me &amp;amp; him was very shy lars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;It took us quite some time to hold each other's hands! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Anyway, I watched Yes Man with him &amp;amp; we ate Mac AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Hehe. We managed to explore various places uh seys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(07/01)&lt;/span&gt;, the memorable date. We're together!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Finally, after knowing 2yrs. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(06/01)&lt;/span&gt;, CCA Open House performance at ITE Macpherson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;He came down to support me! Wheee! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay2. That's all for now. I guess you'll be sleeping by now. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: I hope that I'll nvr lose you like how I lose the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bby, you're so different &amp;amp; I hope you stay the way you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You always there for me when I need someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Always there to give me strength &amp;amp; encourage me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes bby, I know I'm always hurting you when I'm sad &amp;amp; mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;But one thing for sure, I nvr meant those words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm really happy to be with you. Cos you nvr fail to make my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You nvr fail to cast a smile upon me when I'm down &amp;amp; crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You nvr fail to bring joy &amp;amp; laughter into my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bby, you're everything to me. I love the way you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You're belo &amp;amp; yet so cute to me. &amp;amp; also very lame. Hahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love the way you wiped away my tears for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love the way you comfort me when I'm down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love the way you cuddle me into your arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love the way you always tease &amp;amp; tickles me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;In short, I love every bit of you honey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you so much. Yes you, Muhammad Khairul Anwar. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3156586190977207863-3606007356118085324?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/3606007356118085324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=3606007356118085324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/3606007356118085324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/3606007356118085324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-lyfe.html' title='`New Lyfe__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-360532882752160132</id><published>2008-08-24T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:42:39.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*`Blessed__*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLEiOe9k5PI/AAAAAAAAAAo/aTKUi7P1kjo/s1600-h/01082008%28031%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238005473833444594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLEiOe9k5PI/AAAAAAAAAAo/aTKUi7P1kjo/s200/01082008%28031%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;From Left...Top: Wiwik, Fairuz, Sakinah &amp;amp; Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bottom: Yaz, Atiqah &amp;amp; Khai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm blessed. Cos finally I really felt so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Family. Friends. I felt so complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I love my baby nephew. He's so super cute. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I love his photoshoot! (: Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Friends? I have super duper classmates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Except for some. Hehes. (Better not to mention who)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Wiwik! Don't mention about revising in your blog please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I have not even start revising yet! I'm more worse! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wiwik-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The gf who is easily paranoid &amp;amp; soft-hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Someone who I love to disturb when crossing the road. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sakinah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The gf who pisses me off everyday. Hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Someone who looks decent but can be quite mischievious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Fairuz-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The gf who sometimes partner with Sakinah &amp;amp; irritates me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;My dance partner in CCA. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Atiqah &amp;amp; Khai-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The lovebirds I have to see everyday. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Anyway, I'm going to wrap up what happened this whole week&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Sunday(17/08)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I finally managed to went out with him &amp;amp; celebrate! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I went to Orchard &amp;amp; bought the Adidas slippers that I wanted! He too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;He got for me a bag &amp;amp; I got for him pants. (:&lt;br /&gt;We went to watched movie at Cineleisure. Yayness!!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We went to Vivo &amp;amp; then IMM to have our dinner at Secet Recipe. (:&lt;br /&gt;We bought another slippers over there too! Hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday(18/08)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I just started blogging again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday(19/08)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sakinah, Fairuz &amp;amp; me followed Wiwik to Bugis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;She wanted to buy a sling bag. She bought a Zinc sling bag at $38.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Fairuz &amp;amp; me shop for things also.&lt;br /&gt;I bought shoes ($15), dress ($10) &amp;amp; 2shirts($16).&lt;br /&gt;Fairuz bought a cap at $12. Cheap right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday(20/08)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What a nice date. (: 20/08/2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I had report writing test today. It was sucks big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After school, Fairuz &amp;amp; me went to gym. Hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday(21/08)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I had email writng test today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After school, Fairuz &amp;amp; Wiwik accompanied me to Ikea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After that we went to this shopping centre to have our dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Instead, we went to Billabong shop &amp;amp; it has 50-70% sale!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Wiwik &amp;amp; me went to but the wallet! Whee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday(22/08)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My CCA had a rehearsal at ITE Macpherson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We got through it. So we'll be havinf practices Mon-Thurs next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh my god! Hahas. Friday will be our performance aite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After the rehearsal, he fetched me at Paya Lebar MRT &amp;amp; we played pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday(23/08)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I went out with my mum, niece &amp;amp; nephew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We went to Paya Lebar as my mum need to buy medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It's for my niece. It's a homoeopathy medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After that, We took taxi &amp;amp; head off to Vivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My mum wanted to buy the shoes over there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After that, we took 188 &amp;amp; went to Lot 1 to buy food before went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Overall, it's a tiring day. Try taking care of my nephew &amp;amp; you'll know. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think that's all for now. I'm quite tired already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I've just finished doing my research on Spina Bifida. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&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/3156586190977207863-360532882752160132?l=qida-rawr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/feeds/360532882752160132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3156586190977207863&amp;postID=360532882752160132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/360532882752160132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3156586190977207863/posts/default/360532882752160132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qida-rawr.blogspot.com/2008/08/blessed.html' title='*`Blessed__*'/><author><name>. Qida .</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05983305347830536431</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/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLD7Lo53THI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mKc-w_oICaY/S220/Image056.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lznMi2qbDwc/SLEiOe9k5PI/AAAAAAAAAAo/aTKUi7P1kjo/s72-c/01082008%28031%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3156586190977207863.post-8167204517356226742</id><published>2008-08-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:34:26.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*`Mishshawtie-qida__*</title><content type='html'>It's about me. Yes me. (:&lt;br /&gt;So far, so good. Life is ok.&lt;br /&gt;However, lately, it's been quite tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Tests here &amp;amp; there. Exams coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Two of my projects are already done. (:&lt;br /&gt;It's been handed up on 1st &amp;amp; 7th August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is ok. Just hoping to get A's for exams.&lt;br /&gt;Friends? Especially classmates. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say they are very unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;At one point of time, they are my friends.&lt;br /&gt;And now, they are like my enemies? Or worst nightmare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of backstabbing here &amp;amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of sarcasm &amp;amp; critism. A lot of hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I couldn't care less anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind losing a friend who is not worth to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life. So far, it's been good. Lots of compromise.&lt;br /&gt;More understanding. More happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's gonna be like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday with you was awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;Adidas slippers rocks aite darl? &lt;3 you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. 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