<?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-6395091</id><updated>2011-07-15T05:24:15.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply...Sri</title><subtitle type='html'>My LiFe!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-111044108284430739</id><published>2005-03-10T15:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T09:03:17.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BITCH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wen to south canteen to lepak wif my darling bestfren erma, wen i stumbled upon the bitch who once tried to steal my boyfren away from me!!! Erma kurang asam seh. Both of us were queuing at the muslim food and the bitch was a gal ahead of me. So wat erma did was saying loudly, "bukannya lawar sangat!" and wen I asked her wat should I eat, she sayed "Eat Anuar's fav food!". Dat's my bestfren. She loves sarcasm. We didn't end up buying the food. Takde selera tengok muka die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wat we did was juz stare at her while she was eating n wen she was leaving the canteen. She didn't dare face us! N she didn't dare stare us back. Her fren did. Eh? Mestilah. Org kalau dah buat salah mesti tak berani pandang muke org balik. Skali sumbody wrote in her blog saying i am the one being childish? U n my bf r bestfren? BS!!!! Bullshit!!! I may childish bt I'm not as stupid as u to believe u r my bf's bestfren!!! However childish I am I'M NT BITCHY ENUF TO TRY STEAL OTHER GAL'S BOYFREN! Pandang lah muka sendiri! You've juz been bastard by ur guy! How does dat feels? Nice? U wish dat don happen 2 u rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari dulu u rapat wif MY bf, I've nr felt jealous at all. Nt at all. Tak terlintas in my mind you would even want MY bf. To tink you even like my bf since oct 2003! Fine! I have no rite to stop u from liking someone and I truly understand dat! U can like him as much as u want! I dont care! Bt to tink u even confessed ur feelings for him last year TO HIM, wat the hell are you trying to do???? So my bf will like u too izit? Cum on don be cheap! Dat'z not matured. If u don't want other gals to do dat to ur bf, den don't do to otherz! Wat cumz ard goes ard! Wat u do 2 other ppl , ppl will do 2 u back! Datz y, u've gt ur balasan or dolat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey perempuan! If I'm dat childish to you, I would have juz confronted u n slap ur face 2 wake ur bloody hell mind up! I kept quiet for diz long n sabar knowing everyting abt u n him. Wat, each time u mit my bf, u started complaining abt ur bf. Hey, I'm nt stupid lah. If I were to like other guys, I were to do the same too! I won't be telling those guyz hey look my bf is such a wonderful guy or a wonderful kisser! Nampak sah I'll do the same! Those trickz are in my pocket too!Huh? Crying to my bf over the sms, sms'ing my bf dat ur feeling sooo sad coz u can't be wif him coz u can't love him, iz dat wat u kal best fren? Fuck you! I have read those sms. Ajak my bf to geylang juz the 2 of u, isnt dat a bitch's doing? Knowing he's mine, u still have the cheek to go out wif him! Dah bagus tu tau org diam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat kind of gal r u huh? Sanggup merampaz kekasih wanita lain? Itz ur kaum perempuan too. Wat wrong have I done 2 u dat u have to try steal him away from me? N the best ting iz were u also attached at dat moment of time! Hw could u be soooo greedy to try to have 2 guyz at one time! N u don have to tell me how to treat my bf or how to love my bf. N jgn nak act counsellor to my bf on hw he should treat his galfren! One moment, ur telling my bf all the bad stuff abt ur bf n another moment ur telling others hw nice n sweet ur bf can b. So which is which?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my perception of u changed since the time after silat training wen u juz walked wif him ALONE ahead of other bdk silat! Hey I'm his gal back there. Wat de hell r u trying to do? Imagine if datz ur bf n another gal is alwiz wif him, every min, every sec. Talking happily away. Hw would u feel since ur the matured one here rite? 10 gals i asked 10 gals said dey'll b unhappy. Hey even the silat gals said so lah perempuan. In the train, juz the two of ur conversation. Who iz his gf? Me or u? Even if he chose 2 b wif u, as his bestfren, y didnt u ask him 2 b wif me? Don't say bcoz I'm happily chatting away wif Azimah n Radiyah. I'm "happily" chatting away wif them bcoz of U! n thank u for dat! Wen I left the train at toa payoh so abruptly, did u ask him to go wif me? NO U DIDNT! Y? Bcoz u want him to urself u selfish fucking bitch! Knowing I was somewhere out there hurt bcoz of u, u still have the cheek 2 nak amik gambar wif MY bf at lucky plaza. Dont tink I don noe bitch! Wen my bf nak mkn cepat2 so dayat can have his meal instead of waiting 2 get the pool table, u also nak mkn cepat so u can wait wif my bf. Don tink I dont noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matured gal, refect ur actions. My bf oredi told u he still wantz 2 b wif me, so y r u still bothering him? WE CAN B HAPPY. WE LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH bt nt wif u in our picture. The picture only belongz 2 him n me. So plz leave him alone. I noe wat happen btw u n ur bf n I'm sori it happen 2 u bt don bcoz it happen 2 u, u want it to happen 2 other galz too. Enuf of the hurt u've coz to diz relationship of mine. Get on wif ur life. There are other guyz out there better than my bf better looking den my bf. Ur a nice person. U wont lack of guyz liking u. Bt don go ard bcuming a bitch stealing other gal's bf coz u don want dat to happen to u too. He's everything to me n u noe we're meant to be, he's my darling, my love one, my life so plz again, dont mess wif my love. Plz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-111044108284430739?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/111044108284430739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/111044108284430739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111044108284430739' title='The BITCH!!!'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-108079272338179224</id><published>2004-04-01T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T12:16:04.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juz finish my test. Juz as expected. Not easy. I didn't study. Nvm. Even if i didnt take the test i pass. In fact i have already gotten a C. Hehe.. ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-108079272338179224?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/108079272338179224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/108079272338179224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108079272338179224' title=''/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-108062421624468852</id><published>2004-03-30T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T13:32:44.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;met nisa n yan ysterday. dat erma ye ye aje tak sabarlah nak jumpe lah dont be late ah skali die lagi teruk. nvr cum. twice oredi we're supposed 2 mit n u nvr cum gal. den ysterday, nisa bising lah i tk update my blog. yelah yelah. i update it nw. wen 2 mit nisa n yan at town ysterday n ate at far east. although we don have the whole day 2 ourselves, i guess i enjoyed myself. thanx 4 belanje i mkn eh... sedap... (mestilah sedap. free ape). reached home round 10 n wen 2 sleep. too tired i guess. juz wen 2 4E1 chatrm n saw the photoz especially we had 2gether. i miz my sec sch timez. i really miz them. my poly life here iz diff. my klas gt no unity at all. everybody'z badmouthing bout each other... cant wait 2 graduate from here. but if graduate from here muz work. malaz lah... wat the fuck life iz actually abt? i really don understand! y cant the world have peace? y muz the timez we enjoy we love pass by sooo fast??? Y happiness iz only temporary??? Y the fuck do we have a life for? N y izit cant we take our own lifez? I tot it waz supposed 2 b ourz? Wat iz life????!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-108062421624468852?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/108062421624468852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/108062421624468852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108062421624468852' title='LiFe!!!'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107846689562119212</id><published>2004-03-05T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T14:32:03.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mY dAD....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really couldn't believe my earz!&lt;br /&gt;Iz my earz playng trickz with me&lt;br /&gt;Was having my breakfast with my parentz &lt;br /&gt;Here'z wat my dad say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anuar ambik course ape??? &lt;br /&gt;I replied: Business Management&lt;br /&gt;Kalau aku nak buka business,&lt;br /&gt;anuar leh tolong???&lt;br /&gt;I replied: Bole (Terperanjat gile!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad haz nvr approved my relationship with anuar. He tinkz all guyz go 4 galz 4 one thing n wen they're sick of it, dey go 4 other galz... But my mum was ok with anuar. Rupe-rupenye, my mum has been talking n full of praises of anuar 2 my dad. Unitl my dad ingatkan my mum dah gatal nak sangat ade menantu. Hehe... My mum said daripada me campur ngan budak2 yg tak senonoh kat luar, she lagi rela me b with anuar so long we noe hw 2 control ourselves... Thanx sooo much mum... &lt;br /&gt;I love u, mummy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has changed his perception 2wards anuar... My dad wanted me sooo much 2 work in Australia (nurses there earn 3-4k!!!) n nw he even asked me 2 bawa anuar skali. According to him, better future for the both of us... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shockin huh? Even wordz cant describe hw i feel.... (",)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107846689562119212?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107846689562119212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107846689562119212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107846689562119212' title='mY dAD....'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107846684080783655</id><published>2004-03-05T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T14:31:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went out with my darl ysterday 2 town. Go shopping at town n watched The Butterfly Effect at Cineleisure. 2 those reading my blog, watch it!!! It was really worth my money. At first wen my darl ajak me watch the show, I didnt think it would b dat gd. But after i watch, i have no regrets! Den went 2 eat at far east plaza. Saw erma at scotts cbtl. Blajar konon.... In short, I really enjoyed myself ysterday. Dah lame tak kluar wif my darl like diz... Thanx sayang... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107846684080783655?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107846684080783655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107846684080783655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107846684080783655' title=''/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107770978161006719</id><published>2004-02-25T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:06:31.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3,4...2,2,3,4...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My darl iz sooo sweet... He bought me a track pantz from Giordano. Sooo sweet... Itz so nice.. thanx darling. I love it soo much...&lt;br /&gt;Juz came back from my aero-hop. Itz more like a hip-hop dancing class in school... Gerek!!!! ;) Tapi my instructor mcm bapok sikit. I tink he iz. Hehe.. I had fun. We learn stepz like pumping, bouncing, walking n lotz more the hip-hop way.. We even dance quite a no of songz. One of them, Sinorita from Justin Timberlake. I could feel my mind at ease wen dancing. &lt;br /&gt;Gotta get going... Erma, plz check ur email... I love ya all.... *Muakz*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107770978161006719?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107770978161006719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107770978161006719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107770978161006719' title='1,2,3,4...2,2,3,4...'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107768226045504684</id><published>2004-02-25T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:42:29.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haiz... 2moro gt test... Muz study!!! Me target 3 distinctionz diz semester... Gt competition... ;)&lt;br /&gt;Neway, one thing I realise i dah tak jumpe anuar as much as last time. Muz learn n get used to it. Anuar'z going NS so i cannot depend on him too much although no wordz can describe my love for him. Datz y me target 3 distinctionz diz semester. Insya-Allah... &lt;br /&gt;Oh yah! Bout yesterday, me gt scolding from kenney (my nw OM) coz me take out the blender immediately after i off the switch. She said i will spoil the machine. Abeh , I alwayz also do service. Mestilah. The salez tak mcm j8. If i stay in counter aje, boring lah gt nothin' to do... I think i dah ter'influence edmund (my previous OM). He also alwayz do service...&lt;br /&gt;Klah gtg... As for my sayang, can't wait 2 see ya later walaupun hanya sekejap. I love u.... Muah...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107768226045504684?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107768226045504684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107768226045504684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107768226045504684' title=''/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107762298234065902</id><published>2004-02-24T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:07:33.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>West Mall CBTL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My day 2day working at west mall iz like SHIT!!! Got scolded n sindir soo quite a no of timez. Even edmund marah pun tak gitu teruk. The staff pulak tu satu2 nak step pandai. Semua nak ajar. Common' lah! Been working for CBTL 4 10mthz oredi... Tried applied job at coffee club at kinokuniya at taka yesterday. Hopefully dapat. K.Gtg.. Bye! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107762298234065902?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107762298234065902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107762298234065902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107762298234065902' title='West Mall CBTL...'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107751381164404548</id><published>2004-02-23T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:07:54.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BaCK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm in love!!! I'm sooo happy!!! I love u sayang!!! Muah!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107751381164404548?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107751381164404548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107751381164404548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107751381164404548' title='I&apos;m BaCK!!!'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107672979964968915</id><published>2004-02-14T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:08:18.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Way - Clay Aiken</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the way u move me &lt;br /&gt;n the way that u teach me&lt;br /&gt;the wat dat i want u 2nyte &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way dat u hold me&lt;br /&gt;the way the u noe me &lt;br /&gt;wen i can't find the write word to say&lt;br /&gt;u feel in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therez sumthing  bout' way u look 2nyte &lt;br /&gt;therez nothing more 2 say&lt;br /&gt;i feel it in the way &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107672979964968915?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107672979964968915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107672979964968915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107672979964968915' title='The Way - Clay Aiken'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107672964805865365</id><published>2004-02-14T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:08:46.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hApPy VaLeNtIne'Z dAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todayz valentine'z day. Anyway i don celebrate. However tot can still b happy wen i meet him in the end, we end up quarrellin'. I nak baik ngan die he still nak marah2. N I start my day with me fallin' in my mum'z toilet wif a bruise on my right back. Wat a thing to start my valentinez day...&lt;br /&gt;i've alwayz wanted to be happy go lucky but y muz anuar alwayz scold me. Dah lah yg lepaz tu lepaz. I hate quarrelling yang melarat...Fed up. gt no mood to work later. I waited for him 2 be happy n gile2 wif him at last die nak cai pasal nak mara. Benci ah... I punye pasal lah i tak nak kal my outlet. Bukan nye he keje 2nyte. Boring seh... My heart ache each time we quarrell but he mcm tkde apepe. Kat ruma kene mara, ngan bf kene mara, iz diz wat life iz about??????????? :-(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107672964805865365?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107672964805865365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107672964805865365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107672964805865365' title='hApPy VaLeNtIne&apos;Z dAy'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107641018749228073</id><published>2004-02-10T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:10:00.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LuV aNuAr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me now in school juz finish work... Gotta do my project... But first I read er's, nisa's n anuar's blog. Erma's blog really touched me... It's true u nvr noe hw much u love a person until u lose him. It's funny to tink hw erma n nisa who have lotz n lotz of boyfrenz really get serious nw. I'm happy 4 u galz neway... As 4 yan, u'll find one soon...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously itz not easy to building a relationship. Anuar used to b one shy guy too. So Erma ur nizam iz not the only one... In fact, I waz the one who likez anuar first. B4 we stead, we were more like steadiez. But after we stead, tingz were different. We don even acknowledge each otherz presence. N the best ting iz we have different interest except dat we both like n'sync... Our relationship were boring... Wenever we're on the fone, i'll b like askin' the same qs like "wat r u doing nw?" for like 10 timez in a fone kal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen I'm in sec 3, we'll meet every sat under blk 588. N wen I had a choice to go for OBS, i asked his permission. He kept on advising me to go. He said it'z gd for me... N in OBS, wat did I do? I smoke n b crazy mixing wif the guyz... Of course i didn't do anyting wif the guyz except to smoke wif them n the malay galz inc Fauzani (Sec 4 NA). Wat the hell waz I doing!!! N den he founf out bout me still like faisal... I really broke his heart... I'm guilty...  To tink we had a silent unofficial timeoff for a mth (the june holidayz). At last I terserempak wif him wen he went to sch to take hiz o'level cert. Can't believe i cried wen he tengking me bout wat i did n asked me for a breakup...  Den he goez hearing diz malay song non-stop by new boyz titled "Meraung". the chorus goez like diz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sia-sia saja pengorbanan dan kesetiaan ku ini...&lt;br /&gt;Ku sangka kau permata rupanya duri paling berbisa...&lt;br /&gt;Ku pasrah dan berdoa semoga tabah jiwaku...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tetapi, bagaimana nak ku lawan jiwa yg siksa...&lt;br /&gt;Kemanakah hendak ku tuju... &lt;br /&gt;Bila hatiku rindu padamu... &lt;br /&gt;Hendak ku cari tapi tak guna, kau bahagia dengan si dia....&lt;br /&gt;Di kamar sepiaku termenung... &lt;br /&gt;Terbayang-bayang kenangan kita... &lt;br /&gt;Tidak ku sangka kau tergamak pergi... &lt;br /&gt;Saat ku perlukan mu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sec 4, i met rejab(a singapore hockey player, a gd fren of amilin'z ex,ahmad n also faisal) in a chat. However, we have nvr met n we kept in contact thru' sms. I nvr had a crush on him n he noez i have anuar... However, i kept diz from anuar... N one day, he found out. I juz finish my silat n waz replying hiz sms. I waz smiling. N anuar who waz sitting quite a distance from me found me suspicious n went over to c who waz i sms'ing. He he found out, he gt sooo mad!!! He called rejab to maki him rabak2 n there in the buz, he cried... I have nvr seen him cry. Dat waz the first n the last time i saw him cry. oh my god!!! My heart really ache to c him cry... Itz actually ok if i told him bout' rejab. But i kept it from him n to him, itz like even rejab noez wat i do, where i go... Suspicious right? Itz like me menduakan him... Y sri!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nw i realized hw much i love him... to tink after all those mistakez i made, we're still together... Diz yr will b our 4 yrz anniversary. I'm looking forward to it actually... Yez erma.. Anuar iz my life... n i can't live without him. My money has been suspended n it waz him who takez care of my needz... my transport, allowance n even my clothez n shoez... I can't live without anuar...&lt;br /&gt;Me too, I'm soo lazy to start a relationship all over again. Me too, I fart n burp in front of anuar like nobodyz business. Tell me where can i find another guy whoz willing to spend their hard work money to give his gf money for allowance, transport and etc... He only earns $4.20 per hour n workz soo hard almost 6 dayz per wk 2 pay 4 my expenses... Thank you darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, very very soon, hiz going 4 hiz ns... I'll den b sooo lonely... Wen I miz him, wenever i have problemz, hiz the 1st on my mind... But wen he goez 4 hiz ns, who will i turn to... I'm sooo pampered. Like i said anuar'z my life. So wen he'z not around, i have no life... Especially wen i cant even tok to him... Actually wen i gaduh wif him, I alwayz  purposely 'accidentally' sms to him. for example, i actually wanted to sms erma, but i sms him. N to tink, i actually did it on purpose... Wen he replied, I donno y but i'll b sooo happy. But can i still do all those stuff wen he'z in ns. I donno... I'm seeing almost everyday nw n i nvr get sick of it... Wen he'z in ns, especially if he gt tekong, dua minggu tak sekalipun jumpe die... Sape yg willing to alwayz spend time wif me like hw anuar iz... Can't imagine hw lonely n depress my life will be... Diz yr will b the last birthdayz, anniversary, valentine (although we don celebrate) we'll ever gt 2 spend b4 hiz ns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, sorry for all the hurtz i gave u... Sori for banyak menyusahkan u...N thanx for tolerating my stupid, nonsence, fuck-up attitude... No matter wat, u'll alwayz remain right deep in my heart n the key to my heart iz u... I love soooooo much.... Plz don ever leave me.... Muaaaahhhh......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107641018749228073?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107641018749228073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107641018749228073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107641018749228073' title='I LuV aNuAr...'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107631814038870836</id><published>2004-02-09T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:10:31.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M STRESSED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yez itz soo stress here... Seriously I've nvr felt diz stress b4. Juz finished my lecture n I'm so tired. I'm tied down wif so many projectz. Gt 2 presentation, role play, essay etc... My headz bursting!!! Really feel like wanna cry. Oklah gtg. Do my project. Luv u lotz... :-(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107631814038870836?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107631814038870836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107631814038870836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107631814038870836' title='I&apos;M STRESSED!!!'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107629466683705536</id><published>2004-02-09T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T10:46:52.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107629466683705536?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107629466683705536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107629466683705536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107629466683705536' title='Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned...'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107581212433607019</id><published>2004-02-03T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:11:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wat a tiring day... Me juz finished work n nw in school waitin' 4 my darlin' 2 finish his silat trainin'. Remember me told u guyz dat i tot of goin' 2 taka cbtl? Well here it goez... there iz diz part-time manager who was transfered 2 taka in few mthz back.. Lady (her name) is close 2 me (we alwayz gossip2 bout ppl) n also sarimah. Wen edmund ask me n anuar where we wanna go, we said taka... As the procedure goez edmund needz 2 talk 2 the OM(outlet manager) there n blah blah blah... I punye terperanjat wen he said the OM wantz anuar there but not me bcoz both of us have probz workin' wif each other. hUh??? The OM there doeznt noe me n anuar so there muz b a fucker who bastard us tell the OM there all those stuff... Tinkin' back it muz b lady...  Hw could she!!! Sarimah pun muz be in diz too... She'z been givin' only anuar one bloody fuck up attitude even though anuar nvr do anytin' wrong... Anuar suspect sarimah dengki ngan kite. B4 diz she tried to tell me dat anuarmcm shok kat another j8 barista lah until we quarrel rabak... Padahal dat gal has someone else. Bastard right??? Den there was diz regular customer who gave me a note wif his no n ask 2 kal or sms him wen i'm free. I showed dat note 2 her n she said he alwayz cum in her shift but y he nvr ask 4 her no? Oh!!! Wat a joke!! Erma u noe wat I mean... As 4 yan n nisa, u'll noe wat i mean wen u c her photo later... Muke tak tahu malu seh... There r also other timez wen her actionz betul2 nampak her dengki. Den juz nw she can action tak tahu ape2 n ask me where i'm posted. I said kat west mall lah mane lagi as in the board dat edmund write. N she wif her stupid face said " Oh! Confirm?" N I replied "Of course lah kan taka nye OM tak nak adik" wif my muke sindir. u noe hw... Dlm hati tengah geram. Hw i wish i can sindir her lagi teruk lagi! But wat 2 do, my manager. She kept quiet den... Y can't the world b peaceful??? Everywhere u go u'll meet wif bastard who dengki ngan u lah n watsoever.... Benci lah...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107581212433607019?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107581212433607019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107581212433607019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107581212433607019' title=''/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107544650641842878</id><published>2004-01-30T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:11:52.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*sigh* Wat a year... I have diz fren in my klas who told me dat those born in the yr of tiger(1986) will experience bad luck diz year. I nvr believe diz stuff in the past but nw i feel as if itz happening to my life!!! I failed a module last semester n I had to repeat it diz july. so my money sponsored by SGH $850 per mth has been suspended 4 6 mthz!!! Imagine being fuckin broke 4 6 mthz!!! Den the I am the leader of my group for every module(subject) n the topicz I chose are all the most difficult topic... Yesterday, I waz caught by the MRT officer 4 using my adik'z ezlink. My name waz recorded n if dey caught me again, I'll be fined $500!!! Oh!! I feel all the bad luck r comin to me!!! HELP!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107544650641842878?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107544650641842878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107544650641842878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107544650641842878' title=''/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6395091.post-107527265363752542</id><published>2004-01-28T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T20:12:48.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WeLcoMe 2 mY bLoG....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met Erma in school n I'M SOOO HAPPY...... Erma was the one who sound me into having a blogspot. N here I am wif my blogspot. Especially to the ppl I trust... I'm nw in sch feeling soo bored. My break iz 3 hrz! Dat waz actually soo sweet of u have my testi, Erma... As for nisa, I haven't read urs yet. Cant wait to read urz but I forgot ur blogspot id. Insya-Allah wen I'm free I'll ur testi pulak. &lt;br /&gt;As for Erma, CBTL J8 is confirm closing down for gd on 15 feb 2004. Govt ambil balik land. Most prob I and anuar will be going to taka. Azman n samantha dah quit. Boring sehh... Nw I and anuar dah tak ngam lagi wif sarimah. She has alwayz been complaining bout barista not respecting her but den she herself don't deserve the respect. Wenever i and anuar or other barista nak ice-blend, punyelah susah nak minta.Wen her kakak angkat lah matahair or family datang she buat ice-blend banyak2 for them. Unlike edmund, each time we go cbtl whether working or not, we don't have to ask for ice-blend. He'll juz say "You want drink? If you want juz ask them (the barista) to do.." Staff sendiri yg keje mcm nak mampuz tak dpt ape2 but family ke kakak angkat ke frenz ke bf who haz nothing gt to do wif cbtl dpt air banyak2 FREE.. Pulak tu sarimah pemalaz nak mampuz alwayz asking staff to do thingz while she go smoke break... Edmund tak. He'll tell us to do stuff n he'll be dooing service or sumting else... Don't u tink so Er??? &lt;br /&gt;I tink all of us, i, nisa, erma n yan we have alot to catch up... I'm happy I've met Er juz nw although 5 minz n i'm meetin' yan later at cwp. So wen can i c u nisa? I really miz the sec timez wen we rape n gile2 wif each other... &lt;br /&gt;I juz finish my attachment 2 wkz at SGH n a wk at clementi polyclinic... I cried on my 1st day at SGH. Imagine urself first day as a student in a hospital feeling sooo lost n confused... I was ignored as if I don't exist in the ward by the nurses n wen dey acknowledge ur presence, dey show u one fuck-up attitude as if u owe dem $$ for a century. But as time goez by, I started to be independent n learn as much skillz without having to ask dem too much qnz. Guess wt! My fren took a temperature of an old man who had jaundice (sakit kuning) n 5 minz after dat, he died right in front of my eyez.. My fren n I had to help the nurse mandikan the mayat b4 we gave dem to the tukang angkat mayat.... Until nw the face of of the old man iz vividly in my mind... Kesian die, he had no relative to c him go... &lt;br /&gt;Klah gtg.Gt class at 3. Tke care. Luv u all! *Muakz* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6395091-107527265363752542?l=bazooka23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107527265363752542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6395091/posts/default/107527265363752542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazooka23.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107527265363752542' title='WeLcoMe 2 mY bLoG....'/><author><name>FaRaH ;)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
