<?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-12611264</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:22:22.909+08:00</updated><category term='Somebody save me'/><category term='children sheesh'/><category term='whooots'/><category term='TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA'/><category term='Workaholic'/><category term='Mother killing me'/><category term='Am I doing things right?'/><category term='My belated present from riri van pris n jules..'/><category term='TRYING TO KILL MY BROTHER'/><category term='.Vacation'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='BLUEK'/><category term='Emosified'/><category term='Moving out'/><category term='GroceryShopping'/><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-5281429340942737487</id><published>2007-04-07T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T21:44:50.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOG MOVED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bubblehero.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://bubblehero.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-5281429340942737487?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/5281429340942737487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=5281429340942737487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/5281429340942737487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/5281429340942737487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-moved-httpbubblehero.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-6646288346558418160</id><published>2007-03-16T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T00:36:31.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLUEK'/><title type='text'>Ok..okposting now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good Day to All!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like finally have time to update. Ok this month even thou its like my holidays its damn packed! Super Uber Packed!!! And i'm sorry to those whom i rejected to meet up constantly and to those whom i havent't had time to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so now it's 6 days since i last posted..and people have been asking me to write more moronic, retarded and stupid antics that have happened since then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. ahah there were &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NONE&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe some might beg to differ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;on the 13th tuesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went out with slenger babi Van. We went escape theme park cos i had 3 free tickets and i could not find the other one to go with me.. So i brought van along. We stuffed our bags in the locker. Went straight up to the Rainbow. It was fun luh!! i like the feeling... damn nice..den we went to this machine which will spin and flip us.. i dunnoe la ..ehh den we went to the viking.. which we sat and talked casually if the girl infront of me wanted to uke and whether we wanted to try bunjee jumping and sky diving.. that ride was awfully boring..then we went to wet and wild.. ok there were hills we were suppose to fall from.. i did not know that..van was making dat face. IDIOT! oh oh!! there were 4 guys.. Van's favourite people.."THE MAT COOL". hahaha.. damn funni.. I was drenched by the time the ride ended. It rained a little after that cos van sang "shall be coming round the mountain" it of cos got heavier.. Had a ride on the rainbow again to dry us off. Oh we went to the haunted house and Van scared the kids. eveil rite. their reactions were classic! After taht.. i got a little whoozy so we ate at BK there..IT WAS A RIPP OFF!!! URGHH SO EXPENSIVE! AND THEY HAD NO BBQ TURKEY!! Ate fish.. but i did not finish it.. i think my throat was sick from all the rides..cos i kept saying there was something wrong with the food. but van just ate them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Overall: Was boring.. so little rides.. Enjoyed Van's company thou..Love ya babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;went to teach tuition at My uncle's house.. My cousin is a little slow at recognising words so if you have any idea how i can help him pls tell so..he is Primary 1. Reached home at 1230am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;14th &amp;amp; 15 feb wed/thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I researched on fyp stuff. Then i got a bad cold and fever... rested the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;16th: friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eh woke up at 6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8am-- meet dan at pasir ris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11am - Tution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;230 - FYP meeting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6- Singapore symphony orchestra..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1030 reached home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I soooooo LOVE THE ORCHESTRA!!it was fantastic! i loved it to the very core!! the cello and the violins.. its as if they are speaking to each other and the flute, trumpet ,oeboe and the drums were keeping their conversation light!!!They arenot even trying to outdo each other they just sync in a very harmoniousway with each of them having distinct character! i don't know if you understand me. that was how i felt when i heard it... was so pleasant..i hoped the theatre was rid of noisy kids.. there are so irritating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the conductor is kinda cute.. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i CAN'T UPLOAD MY PICTURES!!!! WHY WHY WHY SO MUCH PICTURES TO UPLOAD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-THE ONES WIT ZHEN AND CLUB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- THE ONES WIT VAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- THE ONES WIT PRIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- THE ONES THAT I WANTED TO POST SINCE YESTERYEARS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-6646288346558418160?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/6646288346558418160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=6646288346558418160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/6646288346558418160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/6646288346558418160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/03/okokposting-now.html' title='Ok..okposting now..'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-7635189042008622435</id><published>2007-03-10T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T01:42:40.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workaholic'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okies!! im back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i wanted to use my life journal account. But i was too lazy to do the dunnoe how many gazzillion things...so im sticking to this for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;My calender is uber packed!!so i'll just do a one shot blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Qiao Yuan last tuesday.. haha we had a 'great' time jumping from palces just to get her card working...It was Choa chu kang... then to Vivo..then we met her friend at china town to get her hair cut.Went home early to conference with the babes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... so picnic with them lovelies on the 17th. whole day event..haha.. im COOKING fried chicken wings. and maybe bake some cookies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a movie with amirah on thursday cos Acer was giving out a pair of free ticket so i decided to ask her out...Had a blast!!! Ami i have the song that you wanted all thanks to Mr rizal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had FYP meeting on friday.. Caleb (supervisor) said i looked funny when im stressed. Im not stress dats just my face when im asking question hello?? The whole team of cos laughed their asses off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to a medical conference this saturday.. wait its today isnt it.. haha okies...i sound very bimbotic..&lt;br /&gt;Going escape with van on the 13th...then prolly meet Qiao Yuan...Ive got to teach tuition later on to my cousin..And another tuition on friday..which im gonna have a fyp meeting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh so much thing to do in such little time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 19-31 march.. dun bother asking me.. im booked. work+tuition+meetings+party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a life! Workaholic!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-7635189042008622435?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/7635189042008622435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=7635189042008622435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/7635189042008622435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/7635189042008622435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/03/okies-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-1724522568422873729</id><published>2007-02-22T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T19:11:16.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GroceryShopping'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To All :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok first of all.. blogger is being very very very bitchy to me today. It doesn't want to upload my pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, I am so HATING GROCERY SHOPPING. Today was the worst of all. Ok you guys might be wondering why the hell am i doing that when i have my mum and dad to do it for me. I'm staying at my grandfather's cos he is feeling unwell.Helping him with the shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So he gave me a list of things to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grocery List:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5 tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; ginger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;spinach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dragon fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;grapes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bean sprouts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cranberry juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 bottles of water any water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then he wants me to get these food for him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2 Fillet O fish. - 1 meal and the other just the burger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1 more french fries and an apple pie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2 Prata kosong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Might i REMIND you he is sick. grrrrr...and he is eating all these junk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He lives in Toa payoh where all thes things are not centralised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My Journey:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I went to get the prata first since its way out of the route. Bought them had to wait cos they were cooking. How stupid i thought all is already made and just packed it up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;BOO TO THEM!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Got myself kway teow. it was faster than the prata man. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then i went down to the NTUC. So i got the tomato first. got them and get the lady to put a tag on it. Then ginger.. First and foremost..WHAT is GINGER?? i know what they look like but i wasnt sure whether it was the white one or the orange one. So i bought both. and i don't know HOW MUCH/MANY to buy. So i got both for 1.30 bucks each kind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then i went to get the spinach.. Again.  HOW DOES A SPINACH LOOK LIKE. There weren't any english names!! I was like helllo??2ost century! Where is ENGLISH?? So i got this leavy thing which is " Chye Syn" &lt;- heck i don't know how to spell. It looks leafy enough so i bought it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then i went to the dragon fruit.. EH I KNOW HOW IT LOOKS LIKE. Then the paper put there choose the sweet one. I was like .. OH MAN... HOW ???THEY ALL LOOK ALIKE!!! Then this lady came up. I decided to see how she chooses it..She ws smelling it. A thought came to me how do u smell it. its not like Durians. -.-" Den she was picking them.. but i still cant see how she picks it. Heck. Another man came next to her and start to squish it.. i was like "oh i did that they all feel the same to me." After doing all those the two put only ONE inside their basket. How RETARDED!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So smart Nisa went up there.. and just took two of those they set aside for their 2nd elimination round. ahahahah...I think i did good. Or.. i'll just wait for my grandfather to eat it.See the results then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lucky me!! the bean sprouts are being packed already!! ahahahah!!! yeyness!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then i went to the grape section. He wanted the red kind .SWEET. I was like.. ok.. how do i know if its sweet?? -.-" So i just went there and I was so tired cos i was like 45mins there... just looking and choosing for the things mentioned above... I just took the one in the packet. Its red. I don't know if its sweet. heck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then i went up the aisle to get the Cranberry juice.. i forgot..he wanted the BIG packet..So with the things in my shopping basket with the hot kway teow and the prata i was like oh shit i need to make 2 trips.. i was like freak man..took the juice.. my hands were tired by then and i was in a cranky mood.Went to the cashier to pay for them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;At the cashier..there were two ladies talking to each other. I 'accidentally' heard them gossiping about a fellow friend.One of this stupid monkey of a buffon lady turned and was coughing at my face.. i was like WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM. She said "excuse me" to her FUCKING FRIEND. HELLO??!!! I wonder what is wrong in this picture... SHE COUGHED AT ME not her stupid FRIEND. i was so pissed and i said." My goodness.. you need a breath mint!" She just stared at me. The cashier sensing danger asked her for her stuff. She stared at me and was whispering to her friend. beside me was a row of breath mints and i was like.." hey you want one?". Lucky the nice cashier lady asked for her stupid money.The cashier and some other nice people actually saw all that happened so she told me to calm down and forget about this kind of people. I was nice to her and said thank you with a big smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;With all the heavy stuff i went back to grandfather's house to deposit them. Then i went down back to the NTUC to get the drinks. This time, i was faster. Got them and went straight to the cashier at the second story. A lady infront of me apparantly was doubting that the cashier counted the stuff correctly and asked her to rescan them again. I was " MY GOODNESS IS IT ME OR EVERYBODY IS TRYING TO BE A BITCH TODAY?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was packed since it was going home office hour and for you to do this kind of things is damn inconsiderate. she should just checked the reciept. LAZY BITCH!I waited in line for a full 20 mins! Guess what after that the stupid bitch did not take her membership card so MY cashier.. who was suppose to be tending to ME saw her card and told me she wuld be right back to chase that stupid bitch. She came back 10 mins later. I was soooooo pissed by then and i Knew it wasn't the cashier fault so i just gave her a small smile when i went out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I realised i forgot the stuff i was suppose to buy at MC Donalds. I was like... wat the freak....rushed there. and got the stuff. The lady at the counter was slower than a tortise. Seriously and she still could talk to her stupid friend who was just as slow as her. The manager saw the grumpy face of mine and the customer next to me.( the slow aunties are side by side) Rushed to the rescue. She gave me all my things within 5 mins. I was like wow that is fast so i gave him a smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I reached home at 645pm. I went out at 430. See lah.. that was the longest shop i had. Today was bad luck.. all the casier i went to either have some problems or just that they suck at servicing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I went back home and my grandfather said... "eh u got the wrong kind of vegetables" i was like huh? then he said " i want spinach not chye syn. then i told him i don't know what is what and i was too tired to go down again.. He laughed and then told me its ok. He said he wanted ginger.. 1 was enough.. i was like i din noe. Its ok.. keep for stock!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I bathed and now typing the series of events to you.. More calmed.. the apple pie i took it from him.. heh heh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-1724522568422873729?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/1724522568422873729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=1724522568422873729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/1724522568422873729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/1724522568422873729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-all-happy-chinese-new-year-ok-first.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-4856002931505311000</id><published>2007-02-18T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T17:02:55.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving out'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey darlings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time since i updated. Anyhows, i'm so glad i'm finally relaxing now. The pressure is off. I'm also researching on nueropathy for diabetic patients. It's for my final year project. I think i'll die....its damn difficult and i'm afraid i'd fail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey sis.. dun be afraid okies... ill come see you soon!!I promise.... heh.. i miss you so much and i have a lot to tell...i feel so tired without ur laughter...as if energy is sucked out from within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to take a bath now.. yeah now.. i havent bathe since just now.. ahahahah...I'm gonna go help my aunt move out.. heh heh... jeng jeng jeng.. maybe can get something for cyriva club room... hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jules! pris!! riri!!vannn!! zhen!!joey!! suria!!! weiii.....meet up sooon okies???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye now... i needa bathe..*grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-4856002931505311000?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/4856002931505311000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=4856002931505311000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/4856002931505311000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/4856002931505311000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-darlings-its-been-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-5150686191637902676</id><published>2007-02-09T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T13:31:47.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My belated present from riri van pris n jules..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A BIG HUGE THANK YOU TO JULES, SHARIN,VAN AND PRIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE THE PRESENT YOU GAVE ME! YOU GUYS ARE THEEEEEE BEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even thou they are like a month and a half late..-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still appreaciate it!!! hahahah... thanks for the comic strips of me and *ehem*. I'll smack ur butts when I see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn touching what you wrote. I couldn't stop grinning from ear and i read it while doing lab work. Hahah end up kena hint hint by my facilitator.. But I DUN CARE!! I read and reread those words..man...I LOVE YOU GUYS SO SO SO SO SO MUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the pics up when i have the camera or when im free enough to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again. thank you! and I really love you guys to bits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-5150686191637902676?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/5150686191637902676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=5150686191637902676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/5150686191637902676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/5150686191637902676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/02/big-huge-thank-you-to-jules-sharinvan.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-5012609228709534183</id><published>2007-02-05T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T01:09:33.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emosified'/><title type='text'>Would Somebody just listen?</title><content type='html'>I'm like freaking lost and pretty upset right now. Maybe for the fact that so much things tend to crumble down when I least expect it to. This has got to be the worst start of year I have had.Seriously, I feel like just hugging someone so tightly and just let all my jammed up feelings and sorrowness to just gush out!! So much things happened that I haven't had the time to sit and reflect on my actions that I have taken pertaining to the situations that I was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester grades are so so so much worse than the last semester. I just could not understand what the hell was going on half of the time in class. Some lesson are just painfully boring to sit through that I shut down. Which of course the sucky grades, that I have, logically follows. I haven't completed the PP i was suppose to have completed by now. Which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I miss all my friends terribly that I think I'm starting to wonder if the reason I was hanging on to them was solely because they HAD been there for me during secondary school. I don't really know what is going on inside my mind right now as it's all messed up. I think what I am about to say might hurt them right now. But then again, this is MY blog. It's where i state whatever I think or want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the reason we are all still together was because we WANT to or we HAVE to. Have to because of the sense of attachment where we regard ourselves as best friends. OR want to because of each persons' respective reasons. The argument here is that if we WANT to we'd roughly know what the others are doing and keep regular contact.Not just meeting up. I feel as if each of us HAVE to be together.As if we are binded to these words"best friends". I don't know what was going on with you and you have no idea what was going on with me. Please do not take this the wrong way, I am just stating what I think and feel. Correct me if I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister was admitted to the hospital.. Grandma too. I was scared then. I haven't visit grandma yet as she is in the different hospital as my sister was. Journey from KK Womans &amp; Children Hospital to Singapore General Hospital is quite taxing. I haven't have much sleep for the past few days. Freak! I'm getting weaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Sharin's Birthday today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Sorry I wasn't at your celebration. I did want to go. I just couldn't for the reason I have told you. Sorry for making you upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer. Singapore won! I'm a little happy I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these while I have no idea to where I am heading. And I still don't. I wonder if I am doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for the things that i have not done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for the promises that were broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for not being there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for upsetting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for being helpless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for hating you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for failing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for keeping my silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry..for EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe you should know how it feels to be left outside alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe you know how it should feels to be left broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe you should know why I was so afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe you should know how it feels to be helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe you should know how it feels to have people not recognise your sorrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe you should know why I am keeping my silence thus far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe you should know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you hug me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you tell me all is fine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you be there to catch when I fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or will you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm left confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm left helpless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm left hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm left wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm left with nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-5012609228709534183?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/5012609228709534183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=5012609228709534183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/5012609228709534183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/5012609228709534183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/02/would-somebody-just-listen.html' title='Would Somebody just listen?'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-4808536065905918367</id><published>2007-01-27T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T00:05:43.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Retardedness</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Joan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the first person to arrive from the secondary school bunch of friends. Haha! And I was supposedly be the LATE one. Anyways, the party was alright. Joan's dad and mum were very nice to me and tellling me that all the food there was Halal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Res n Feez came later. Alicia and the Girls came soon after.. It was fun meeting everybody up since the last time we sat and ate together catching up on old times. Claudia and Alicia were damn funny. The girls were just really fun people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joan.. your polytechnic friends were the most immature idiots I have ever known. Seriously and to think they were guys. Bleah.Your church friends were alright I guess.Different from you but overall alright.Very Guai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs Joan..So fast you reach 19.. I'm not even a month form being 18. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-4808536065905918367?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/4808536065905918367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=4808536065905918367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/4808536065905918367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/4808536065905918367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/01/retardedness.html' title='Retardedness'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-3766781114320561733</id><published>2007-01-22T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T02:24:31.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children sheesh'/><title type='text'>So irritating</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Listen UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously if any of you people need to tell me something so badly. Just do so. i HATE people who give me sms playing with my mind. It's damn tiring to think. Just freaking tell me. Messages after messages came in AND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SERIOUSLY I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU PEOPLE WANT TO TELL ME. COULD YOU PEOPLE JUST COME STRAIGHT TO THE POINT SO THAT I DUN EVEN NEED TO WASTE MY MONEY ON SMS-ES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its damn retarded . for god's sake we're not children anymore. we're adults. behave like one. i dun need ur sympathy or anything of that sort. i can stand up by myself, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. HATE ME i'm SARCASTIC. Its damn retarded to have so many people against me . Picking up points to where each one of ALL OF u having to say the exact SAME thing about me. damn you people are BORING. And I havent started mine yet.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which i'd prefer if you people speak PROPERLY. Its damn irritating to have all of you speaking at once. Its just so JUVENILE. I have been patient and KIND enough to be nice and holding back all my SARCASM.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't stsand it HEY, THE EXIT'S THAT WAY. I BELIEVE EACH OF YOU HAVE TWO LEGS AND AN INTELLIGENT ENOUGH MIND TO GUIDE YOURSELF OUT?OR AM I WRONG TO SAY THAT. Either way, WALK THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION OF ME, if you have any sense of direction at all.&lt;br /&gt;hey sulk all you want . the world ain't gonna change for you. Please look around you there aint no bowl which says FOR FREE.&lt;br /&gt;OH and one LAST IMPORTANT ADVICE for you people. GET OUT OF YOUR DIAPERS YOUR MUM GAVE YOU. AND GET INTO THE REAL WORLD. THE WORLD HAS ENOUGH BABIES DROOLING THEIR SALIVA ALL OVER THE FLOOR. CLEAR YOU OWN MESS. SADLY TO SAY there ain't no diapers big enough for any of you . SUCK IT UP .GROW UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please feel free to call me if you have anything that is INTELLIGENT and WHICH WILL TRY TO SOLVE OUR DIFFERENCES in the fastest way. I'll be waiting. DUN BOTHER SMS-ing. ( by the way, if you're still wearing the diaper, DON'T BOTHER CALLING.YOu're not INTELLIGENT enough.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE MY INSIGHT HAS HELPED ALL OF YOU IN EVERY POSSIBLE WAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-3766781114320561733?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/3766781114320561733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=3766781114320561733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/3766781114320561733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/3766781114320561733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-irritating.html' title='So irritating'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-4274263554729899310</id><published>2007-01-21T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:07:32.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whooots'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/escape_artist.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;the bloody blogger does not have an automatic scroller...so i gotta type it out..here goes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHAT'S YOUR SEDUCTION STYLE?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE ESCAPE ARTIST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We don't know how you figured it out, but you've manged to keep your lover close despite your critical view of the world. Maybe you aren't cynical just a little curious. Either way you've manged to keep your head on your shoulders. You do have a little bit of misanthrophy going on up in there but hey when you build your solar powered cabin in the woods everything would be fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's very rare to meet someone so clever that isn't into taking advantage of romantic or sensitive people. Your best seduction move:be your honest and insightful self. A straight shooter( even a slightly damaged straight shooter) is a fine catch for everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this quiz from my dear van, man.. escape artist...&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;man.. im a STRAIGHT SHOOTER... woo hoo.. marksman babe!! and im so clever that its so rare on having me!! woo hoo... too all out there.. love me!! lalalala....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha anyways... its interesting.. go take it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONKEY SIS, JULES, RIRI, PRIS, AIZHEN, JOEY, PERFECTING PAIN individuals...&lt;br /&gt;go do the quiz. post it on ur blog.heh heh heh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-4274263554729899310?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/4274263554729899310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=4274263554729899310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/4274263554729899310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/4274263554729899310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-got-this-quiz-from-my-dear-van-man.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-2965155530348808281</id><published>2007-01-10T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T22:52:46.581+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Somebody save me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I Wonder what is it like to feel safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;could you tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-2965155530348808281?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/2965155530348808281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=2965155530348808281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/2965155530348808281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/2965155530348808281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-wonder-what-is-it-like-to-feel-safe.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-4809476426924934709</id><published>2007-01-08T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T01:28:18.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TADAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA'/><title type='text'>dahh dah dum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY I WATCHED......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its a damn bloody hillarious show la.Went with my cousins..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was 10 of us... hahah we took the whole row in the theatre...age ranginng from 18 - 5...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had to mind the young ones which shortened my life span about 10 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok...So now im broke. Its the starting of the year and i feel MISERABLE.yes. MISERABLE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im so tired i wished someone would shipped me a 2 month holiday all-expense-trip to Europe. ANYBODY??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunno wats up with my family. I feel edgy around them. I feel like we are becoming strangers. I can only talk to my sis freely. Its pitiful actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AHHHH.. im getting too EMOSIFIED!!! shuddup nisa! SHUDDUP!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok... i miss being sarcastic to the extreme. Sometimes when i say something sarcastic.. some people just dun get them. Weird. I miss having a sarcastic remark thrown at me and me retorting to it. Weird ah me.Hell i dun care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Busy schedule:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-planning for dinner n dance for the graduates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- participating in - Inter-tertiary Bio quest 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Open house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Buzzzer Bazzaar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Runnning for MC in next AY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well for the open house we have to discuss with the IGs under us. Oh yeah we planned the shifts out too!! I'm with zhen all the way!! CAM WHORING!!maybe can find pris n jules in the art department. Then we can see joey n van n yen kai n roy n ppl in sports in the sports area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aww ur so sweet nisa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My uncle went back to new zealand!!! he came to visit.. so was talking to my cousins.. aged 8-4. Man their social skills improved and their english has a SLANG to it.. so fun.. weird they dun understand singaporean slang.. so i had to slang it their way. I felt soo english.. haha they are cool.. asked me to go there when i have the money..(which sadly to say i might not be going)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel that i have drifted from my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bad nisa. (random)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-4809476426924934709?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/4809476426924934709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=4809476426924934709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/4809476426924934709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/4809476426924934709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/01/dahh-dah-dum.html' title='dahh dah dum'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-6970104570769356842</id><published>2007-01-02T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T21:09:20.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother killing me'/><title type='text'>Bleah</title><content type='html'>Long since ive updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so.. happy belated birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghh... i can't stand it when i come home and the house is in a mess and then MOM MADE ME DO THE CLEANUP when i WASN'T even at home for the whole day. Seriously it gets on my nerve so much that i think i nearly got slapped by her because i retorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn bloody unfair lah and wats more i havent been at home often. So that bloody mess wasnt even me. She keeps on nagging that she has to do it when i was little and yada yada yada the SERMON goes on. seriously its ARGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother. better sit next to the TV eating and playing PS2. wth! She really make my blood boil lah. Ive been cleaning the house till late night lah and come back to find it in a mess. I mean ok lah whose house is not messy. but if u were to clean up after yourself instead of putting it aside till late the house would be a lil messy. i wuldnt mind doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if u stack up plates till they r so dirty in the sink which is clogged with rubbish by the way and the rubbish is not in the plastic bag. Wat the hell?! Im bloody tired after a days work ok. And i have to do more when i come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think when i go to school u people will see me in panda eyes. I slept at 7 in the morning almost everyday and wake at noon.or sometimes in the  morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..life is busy. Will make it up when i have more time. Open house is coming Yikes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-6970104570769356842?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/6970104570769356842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=6970104570769356842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/6970104570769356842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/6970104570769356842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2007/01/bleah.html' title='Bleah'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-9220520112273700105</id><published>2006-12-23T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T01:03:08.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Am I doing things right?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week had been the most cruel week I've been in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't close the door&lt;br /&gt;I need to see the light&lt;br /&gt;to guide me out&lt;br /&gt;of this endless hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been lost&lt;br /&gt;oh so many times i hold back&lt;br /&gt;these tears that yearns to be free&lt;br /&gt;Can i let them go now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problems that i thought were small&lt;br /&gt;Why are they growing ?&lt;br /&gt;The ground shook as i tried to move it&lt;br /&gt;Have i been making mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that pile&lt;br /&gt;Its wrenching my strength to stand&lt;br /&gt;I can barely go further&lt;br /&gt;And too late to  retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i leave it here?&lt;br /&gt;Can i just throw it away?&lt;br /&gt;Can i just burn and let it turn to ashes?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I reach you shoulder no longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you just lend me your ears?&lt;br /&gt;Just lend me your strength&lt;br /&gt;For me to plough through&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me with these weights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't you turning to the direction of my calls&lt;br /&gt;Have you forgotten me?&lt;br /&gt;Or have i ceased to exist in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Could you at least give an answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..i QUIT art club. I havent told jules nor pris about this. Oh how i am gonna miss george and hadif and chris...I just havent the strength to do what i have been doing.. yes i think i am a quitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not be bothered about the things that matter anymore. My birthday is coming yet dad... i guess forgot about it again. He has missed 3 years of my birthday already. Have i been insignificant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website that im doing for cyriva is really demanding me of my time. I don't know if im able to do it. The inspiration that i normaly have does not flow through. Am i growing weaker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God i wished there was someone i could let it all out to. but everytime i see them they;re overshadowed by their own problems. It would be hard to burden them. maybe i should just quit whatever comitments that i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it alright to hate? But to hate is so tiring. Im TIRED! Self pity is SOOO DEPRESSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking myself like this is so depressing. Christmas this year is going to be a painful one. Birthday..let's just forget that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-9220520112273700105?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/9220520112273700105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=9220520112273700105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/9220520112273700105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/9220520112273700105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-week-had-been-most-cruel-week-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-5234452323045094516</id><published>2006-12-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:04:20.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRYING TO KILL MY BROTHER'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation: My brother gave me a lyric. Asked me to sing it. So he "teaches me" me how to sing and sand for me once. So ok  fine heard him.. guess wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE WAS DAMN BLOODY MONOTONOUS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thus i have no idea where is the high where is the low.. seriously it was dumb ok.DUMB! I dun even noe where's the cue... like seriously..Then he scolds me as if it was my fault... grrr... AND WE HAVE BEEN AT IT FOR THE PAST 45 MINUTES!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously. KILL ME! KILL ME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This would be the first and the last time i am gonna help him... grrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways overnight at Karyn's this sunday..can't wait. i missed her alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AIZHEN: come back fast babe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh and i need to learn hw to play tennis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-5234452323045094516?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/5234452323045094516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=5234452323045094516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/5234452323045094516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/5234452323045094516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/12/help-situation-my-brother-gave-me-lyric.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-8914417667002441842</id><published>2006-12-04T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:46:59.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.Vacation'/><title type='text'>I love and miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DEAREST SLENGER BABI!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aka VANESSA, THE DARK AND ________.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(feel free to fill in the blank)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS YOU !!I MISS YOU!! I MISS YOU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS YOU !!I MISS YOU!! I MISS YOU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!!HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!!HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those are the words when i went into msn!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had Amazing race on saturday! It was fun i tell ya!! I really enjoyed my day with Carrin!! She was my helper for the day! Ashley and Kelly too.. so my station was at the Changi Airport. We waited there..went to have lunch at burger king... then shop around bought 2 cute massager one for me and one for Vanny!! TODAY is her BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Den got very bored went to Terminal 1.. den went to COFEE BEAN! coolness.. and chocolate cake and belgium Cjocolate ice blended!!! NISA IS SOO OGONNA GET FATTT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think Amazing race was a sucess!! I really like it so much! i wanna thank all those who made this possible!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmm.. oh yeah today when i was eating... Dad raised this question again..." You wanna go Australia and study? Is RP good for ya?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm i dunno.. i know my future is not that bright as of now... I think i wanna finish RP and see where it leads me to.. if not.. I think i wanna go University... Australia most probably...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND MY DEAREST HUNNEY!! JOEY BABY!!! I'D TELL YOU IF I WERE TO GO!!Dun worry too much yeah!! I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND TO ALL OF YA OUT THERE!! MY HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!! I'M FREE!! (while stock lasts)LOL...BOOK ME?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wed(6/12/06) - going out wit E25N.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-8914417667002441842?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/8914417667002441842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=8914417667002441842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/8914417667002441842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/8914417667002441842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-and-miss.html' title='I love and miss'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-8476622109184070308</id><published>2006-12-01T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:17:46.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day went BLEAH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have sooo fallen in love with this lyric!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That don’t bother me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let 'em out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But that’s not what gets me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Was being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is what I was tryin’ to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I’m doin’ hard to force that smile when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I see our old friends and I’m alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Still HarderGetting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I know if I could do it over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I would trade give away all the words that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I saved in my heartThat I left unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What hurts the most Is being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And never knowingWhat could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;What hurts the most was being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And never knowingWhat could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That’s what I was trying to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nice right.. Anyways...no I'M NOT EMO! just that i got this song and its very nice!! Gosh tomorrow is the Amazing Race. And to be in school at 7 am!! OMG i'm gonna faint! I hope it goes on smoothly cos i'm so tired of all the meetings. Anyways i'm gonna get fed up if it doesnt go well cos i had compromised my social circle just by concentrating on the club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And today on our way home.. saw those MAT ROCKER or whatever lah.. They go and shout minah tudong sucks ah and all dat.. i mean i was passing them with the cyriva club peeps. And i was the only minah tudong there.. hahah.. well I AM NOT A MINAH TUDONG.. but the fact remains that i wore the tudong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways back to the point... They are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;muslims&lt;/span&gt;.. god i'm so ashamed of saying this,, but anyways... Seriously if you dun like me hell as if i do care.. u needn't should like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mad hooligans&lt;/span&gt; pulling their pants down. Have some &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;respect &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SERIOUSLY IF NOT FOR ME AT LEAST HAVE SOME FOR THEIR OWN INTEGRITY..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Instead of embarrasing me they just embarrased themselves... and i'd like to add they are not very fresh people.. they dun wash i reckon.. HECK! PATHETIC! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh wells... i hope they realise this soon. It's getting pretty childish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Other than that... no.. i dun have any problems.. hahaha... oh yeah.. i took  something to do with pharmacy as my elective. I hope i get it.. it looks difficult but worth a try. I always have wanted to this kinda things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;NIghts people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-8476622109184070308?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/8476622109184070308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=8476622109184070308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/8476622109184070308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/8476622109184070308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/12/day-went-bleah.html' title='A day went BLEAH!!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-1548757335074439124</id><published>2006-11-29T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T17:30:00.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite Confusion</title><content type='html'>ok. I'm kinda feeling shitty these days. I feel as if I have none to talk to. And to know that it was quite depressing. I'm ok when im in school. butwhen i get all alone at night i feel so wasted. I feel so lost that sometimes i dun realise people talking to me. To make matters worse I can't sleep well at night. Now i have to think of what PP to do. I need to finish it fast as the FYP is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enita asked if i wanted to be in her team i said yes .. hahah ok.. i think i'll be the stupidest in the group cos all of them are foreigners i think.. all from mynmar... die man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick these days.. really .. the feeling of puking when you smell something so revolting that you can't stand it. But i am not sick. just feel sick. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing race will be this saturday. So yeah. Hope it runs smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrin's birthday was yesterday!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go play that stupid winning eleven.. seriously i know its an ancient game.. but i cant seem to pass the damn ball to the right people. Its getting on my nerves thou.. bleahh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-1548757335074439124?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/1548757335074439124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=1548757335074439124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/1548757335074439124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/1548757335074439124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/11/infinite-confusion.html' title='Infinite Confusion'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-3172726751271859971</id><published>2006-11-26T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T10:17:07.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my first free day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Lisha on friday!! Ahhh happy happy!!.. she came to school.. sadly she have to leave early.. Went home with riri tooo since a long long time ... As per normal Crapped all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet monkey sis and chew wei  n shuek... going to vivo!! heh heh heh.. finallly I'm going vivo.. so late i know. shuddup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah gtg get ready.. I'm forever late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-3172726751271859971?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/3172726751271859971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=3172726751271859971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/3172726751271859971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/3172726751271859971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-my-first-free-day.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-116401067975740794</id><published>2006-11-20T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T16:17:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sUMMARY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Microcontroller UT tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.. hahaha &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;guees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;what I'm doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well.. other than&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;digging my own grave&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm blogging!!! ahh so smart!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the lameness overcame me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyways... I'm looking forward to spending time with my monkey sis...Ehh lets see what you have been missing in my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Last Monday: Meeting with cyriva club!! Amazing Race is taking my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;LIFE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;seriouslu... I sometimes get so tired that i wished i could just dump all the planning and whatever not in the dumpster.. better still in the rain since it has been raining so much.. oh oh oh i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KNOW!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE DRAIN!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; bLEAH !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last Tuesday: Had Art... So yeah... paint more.. just realised that i had painted the wrong things with the wrong colors.. thus having to repaint. was so pissedwith myself la... i mean instead of doling &lt;em&gt;one work&lt;/em&gt;.. i did &lt;em&gt;many many many double triple quardraple work!!!&lt;/em&gt; So yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last Wednesday: Went for microcontroller workshop.. ahahah. ok la.. nt bad.. i din noe wat the hell &lt;em&gt;SALLY &lt;/em&gt;was mumbling about... I woke up when Eugene spoke.. of cos he is my micro teacher.. so woke up from my stoning posture...then listen him speak. wah speak so fast.. den finish.. den had to do the codes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MIND YOU!! PEOPLE WHO DO VB... THIS IS WORSE THAN VB TIMES 10+++++&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; After the workshop, went to the art room to finish the bloody panel which is taking so long to finish up.. anyways... nearly done.. so 2morro 21st Nov,.. Hadif and I and maybe Chris... will stay back lah try to finish up whatever we can... =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;last Thursday: Went home to find the house in a mess.. My pig-like siblings are just lowly slobs.. Seriously they woke up late, mess teh kitchen and didn't do their plates... Urghh.. was so pissed.. I told them off and proceed to doing watever not i was suppose to do. Was a little pissed that MEIG moved the meeting to friday. Urgghh cos it will clash with Cyriva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last Friday: Meeting with cyriva!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes again...-.-"..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I was late... then the banner gave me problems...And the MEIG meeting was crap.. Our new advisors know nothing lah.. what the hell???????????????? I feel like killing them!! woah Piang ehs!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how i wished Pavitra was here..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then rushed to cyriva club.. tie the loose knots fer Saturday meeting with the helpers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last Saturday: Meeting with helpers. had fun with carrine.. she's my helper.. hahah..so yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Last sunday: Slept in!! woo hooo!!! Didi the banner... Disturb my siblings.. play catching.. then got scolded by mummy..=[.. den sleeeeep!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;TODAY, MONDAY: Lay Peng treated us pizza and the other was for charity. So yeah ate the pizza...nice!! I think RITz is better than Canadian Pizza!! realli!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i NEEED TO BAKE COOKIES!!! SERIOUSLY!!!! aNY HELPERS?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-116401067975740794?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/116401067975740794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=116401067975740794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116401067975740794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116401067975740794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/11/summary.html' title='sUMMARY'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-116257265131413575</id><published>2006-11-04T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:50:51.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sighss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little dissapointed..Some people backed out... BUT.. i noe the reasons.. and anyways its my damn bloody fault lah fer not telling earlier... like seriously... this sucks big time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no mood fer anything right now... just wondering how it'll be 2morro...sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-116257265131413575?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/116257265131413575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=116257265131413575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116257265131413575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116257265131413575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/11/sighss.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-116221929761155338</id><published>2006-10-30T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:41:37.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sayangs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  wats been happening? eh... oh ooh!! i did someting stupid today... um i went to a fren's class la... but the class was like the opposite of mine.. so everything is in reverse..REVERSED! sooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the girls toilet ah.. den i din look at the door... so...haha i went in to find :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 SOCKED GUYS WHO WERE PEEING... can u imagine.. the anoder stupid thing that i did i stood there and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh.. heh. sorry... and went out liek nothing happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else?! in the girls toilet i was like  " &lt;strong&gt;wtf am i doing&lt;/strong&gt;??!!!" seriously wah laus.. i was in there for very long lah...like beating myself up in my mind.. seriously it was freaking embaraassing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the worst part was... i kept bumping into them..i din try to look in their eyes lah. but rite... we always like look coincidentally... wah piang paiseh paiseh!!! and i found out that they were classmates...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;seriously come to think of it.. why in the world are they peeing together.. they are not gals sehs.. wah laus... paisehs!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told vanny babes abt this... man... its just like she says.. im retarded..period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PEOPLE!! SATURDAY 4TH OF NOVEMBER.. COME MY HOUSE!!! OPEN HOUSE!! HEH!! COME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; ALL ARE INVITED... SELAMAT HARI RAYA PEOPLE!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-116221929761155338?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/116221929761155338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=116221929761155338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116221929761155338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116221929761155338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/10/sayangs-im-back-haha-so-wats-been.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-116179469186372804</id><published>2006-10-26T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:44:51.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gloomy faces...</title><content type='html'>Hey people...its been a long time since i updated...shall update now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of Fasting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah!! i tell you I ate a little... hahaha the HOUSEWORK was like a mountain pile lah.. den my sis and i were like on a lookout fer a storage space to dump all my mum's nonsense.. so we came up with the most simplest but dangerous plan... heh heh heh...my daddy was in this too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cleaned her room.. well... more off my sis and dad cleaned the room.. while i sleep cos i did alot of work the previos nite... so.. they put aside her useless things like dunno how many years never use one [ imagine she still keeps these nonsense] say tt one put last... so everybody clened the house lah until the wee hours in the morning.. mum slept.. then we put the things outside of the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, all was cleaned.. daddy and bro went fer the prayers.. the ladies din.. we had to cook dishes to expect the hungry monsters coming [ my daddy side.. normally they come to our house to have the most feast.. mummy is the best cook among all.].. so yeah.. was cooking.. then my sis heard the garung guni man... hahah what else call lah.. den sold all the things.. wanna noe how much? $7 OKIES!!! haha quite alot... hehs... then after the selling we told her.. woah she went on a rampage lah [ ALERT ! ALERT!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to mummy's daddy side first... i dun really like that side so yeah.. heh chat and all..i love the cousins thou..not much things to say ecept fer my pervert cousin.. SHE likes to touch my assests... my god.. comparing with hers.. aiyai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to daddy's parents... heh heh this is where all the fun starts... ahh take photo many many... chat like some crazy people.. disturb there disturb here... i tell you the whole house was like a market la... whatever nonsense was blabbered... and grandma's house were like so colourful.. so many people.. imagine the whole family is there with the maids and all.. it was like a kampong man.. too many people... FUYOOOOO i MUST say the house was suffocating by then.. it was hot.. imagine in ur kebaya with tudung u sit w/o fan with so many people... of cos man.. feel like a satay kena burn... tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;we half completed daddy side...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya second day: today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh so woke up like at 9... i tot i was late fer sch man...den remembered it was a wednesday.. haha so yeah...no sch.. off day.. slacked around.. ans some emails.. and stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;then we went to grandmother's sibling houses.. woah... our family quite big lah.. so the houses we went to can't fit all of us.. so some had to saty outside.. hahaha...guys...but... there were like 3 cars which din follow us.. and the houses cant fit us much.. so that was how big and rowdy we were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**last time some of us no car.. so we took a lorry there.. its like those big big lorries... and my family filled the lorry...so that's a rough gauge fer u guys.. heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLLOMY FACES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys i hope all of ya are feeling alright... hugs and kisses shower!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Van soh and joeypoey... cheer up yeah.. hugs babes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzy.. i hope ur feeling better.. ur sis is in my prayers...hugs too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel: love ya babes.. hang in there.. hugs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... now.. i wanna eat.. havent ate anything decent.. all kuihs and water... man im so gonna have a stomach ache 2morro... cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-116179469186372804?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/116179469186372804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=116179469186372804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116179469186372804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116179469186372804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/10/gloomy-faces.html' title='gloomy faces...'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-116092047637738603</id><published>2006-10-15T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:54:36.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sighs</title><content type='html'>People... i wonder if u ever felt like this before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever wonder when u tried so hard and gave your best to make things right. To have it worked out...it just falls on ya? MOre of crumbling  on ya?Do you ever wonder which hurts more? The fact that you tried so hard and it fails or the fact that you just hurt the other party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really trying very hard here and i hope you understand what i'm trying to give you. I'm sorry if i have hurt you in any way. Its just not easy pleasing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above fer that someone.You noe who u are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-116092047637738603?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/116092047637738603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=116092047637738603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116092047637738603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116092047637738603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/10/sighs.html' title='Sighs'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-116083209100508610</id><published>2006-10-14T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T21:21:31.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1)single, taken or crushing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Single&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope.I need time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever been heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you believe that there are some circumstances, where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheat means Cheat. So like duh its not acceptable. wat kinda stupidquestion is that?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Would you take someone back if he cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Nope..Say already..cheat means cheat.he can always cheat again.( i don't trust people easily)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Have you ever talked about marriage to someone else before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MAYBE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) How many?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Would you ever consider adoption?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YEAH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If someone likes you now, what do you think is the best way for him to let you know his feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just come up front and tell me. I promise i wun laugh. heh joking.. just tell...=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12) Do you enjoy getting into relationships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendship relationship? yeah.. love-love relationship... ehh messy.. but when its nice its sweet. When its not its a nightmare.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope.I say already i don't trust a person easily. How to love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you believe you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change uh? Influence maybe.. change dun think so..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) If you could get married somewhere, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Hotel I guess...but the official one maybe in the mosque.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you give in easily when you're fighting?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Eh sometimes only.. Im quite stubborn and an egoist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you ever wish that you could have had someone, but you messed it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah...But its not entirely MY FAULT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Have you ever broken a heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah..duh rite..the previous question.. -.-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If one day your best friend falls in love with the guy you are deeply in love with, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Den i'll let him go. I wun give up on my BEST FRIEND. I've shared more things with her than i have with HIM. so yeah..but i doubt so.. heh we have different taste in men.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Are you missing anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Now you have to ask 5 of your friends to do this survey in their blogs. Write down their names in the list below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna ask the peeps from PF01-02..but all of them taken by jules..-.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Vanessa Soh - she havent done it yet!! =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Aizhen zhen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Joey poey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Evelyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)perfect pain individuals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok done the thingy.. actually i think its kinda stupid... the question are so.. sighs.. anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh!!  hari raya is coming!! die die die!!! i have no time to clear my junk..sianz ah... More importantly i ran out of space to hide the *uh ummm* stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finish hanging off the curtains.. so i think with the high possibility that my mum might want me to iron all the new curtains to be put up and iron all the chairs fittings... suayness.. but never mind... hmm needto go and buy more standing fans.. they gave in when hari raya is coming.. what a nice timing.. suayness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and i are planning on how to get rid of mum's junk.... seriously she's taking up so much place... that all of us are void of.. So unfair... and now she wants to buy more... SHE DOES NOT COMPLY TO THE ALGEBRAIC SENTANCE. if u plus something u have to minus something.. she is happily adding everything without minusing anything... grrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's hari raya wun be so nice i guess.. sis is taking her o levels, mum and dad are working.. im prolly stuck somewhere having meetings..my brother is having his religious class PSLE.. so yeah... and truthfully speaking.. i dun wanna go to my mum's side... I dun really like it there... so scary.. i dun trust them the  way i trust my daddy's side... i actually find them FAKE.they put on airs lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah starting next week im gonna bake the KUIH raya... heh heh i think the neighbour's sense of smell will be awaken to the delightfulness of my baking... hahahaha... yeyness.. Our priority now are cookies as they are always the ones being wiped out the first..Just give the cookies one week and then its finished... so i think i dun wanna bother myself with the unfavourables... i'm gonna make m&amp;amp;m's cookie and chocolate cookie and maybe a fudgie chocolate cake.. i need to bake something fer RIRI... she doesnt like chocolates that much..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-116083209100508610?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/116083209100508610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=116083209100508610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116083209100508610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116083209100508610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/10/1single-taken-or-crushing-single-2-are.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-116071781500958368</id><published>2006-10-13T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T13:36:55.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UpDate!</title><content type='html'>Aye aye... im updating updating jojo, joey poey, which is actually the same person.... aizhen and eve darling...ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my blog . i dun really like the couple there. like soo uhh jiwang. anyways..I think its nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently in the boring class doing Circuit Analysis. My god this semester is drowning and dying my world black. I hate the modules lah.. more of the facilitator actually. The life being a club member is super demanding.. and the art IG is also demanding my attention. Sighs... SEG matters.. aiyai.. so messy...Seriously the school needs a better system that we students understand fully. Stupid Monkeys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. will be drawing a murial for the Art Ig. A collaboration by the Art club members since our trip to BALI. I'm super excited like madddd!! I'm gonna snap alot of pictures heh!!! It would be fun lah!!! i like it.. My picture MAY be made as the Center piece.. i love Julie's work!!!! so modern yet so traditional... ahahha contradictive.. i like..no..LOVE.. Ginnete's and Lisa's are great too... So were waiting fer the rest to finalise their sketches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people.. just for your information all Tuesdays I'm not free due to the art.... heh to those who wanna book me please make it a week in advance so i can plan for the next week. (tsk.. busy sia this woman.. but rite... not my fault one ok.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think fasting has made my body weak.. Like seriously i have no energy.. buts its good too.. heh..in a way...*beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh great i want someone to go explain to me now.. i guess i'll see ya people sonn then.. byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-116071781500958368?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/116071781500958368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=116071781500958368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116071781500958368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/116071781500958368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/10/update.html' title='UpDate!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115747032830006790</id><published>2006-09-05T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:32:08.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;....its been a long time since i blogged. Things here are pretty roughed up. Im falling sick like super fast. Moods change pretty quickly too...My schedule is too pack.. ahh need space need space!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gramps just had an operation.. Dad's worried thou he looked as if hes ok. Ego.. I think i have that ego too sometimes... My brother..to no surprise failed his CA2. Thanks bro for all the yelling from mum and dad. Really appreaciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what else...hmm besides neither meeting up nor talking much to my bestfriends... im feeling emotionally deprived. seriously.Its getting on my nerves.All i have with me is my good ol' buddy..my lappy. Which in no time will ceased to blow up due to excessive usage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think i'll ask my dad to hang a punching bag for me. I accidentally slashed my arm the other day while my cousin was holding the bloody knife in my direction. I din see it so yeah. HA! I think the pain was nice. Comforting. it reminds me i still can feel. Cos the other day i watch oprah and there was this gal whose nerves does not feel. She even chewed her hand. poked her eye.burn her fingers and broke her jaw. And she din realise that it was bad. thank god i can feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm tired. I'm scared. I'm pissed. I'm irritated beyond max.I'm sick.no.like literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115747032830006790?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115747032830006790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115747032830006790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115747032830006790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115747032830006790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-title.html' title='no title'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115652372501449670</id><published>2006-08-26T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:41:39.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tada... days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/collage.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/collage.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Okie doks... here i am!! woo hoo.. its been a looong time since i blogged...&lt;br /&gt;Just came home from the Annual Gradual Meeting.. which was boring me to death. And i was busy chewing the jelly beans to care what they have to say anyways.. It was taking a gazzilion years man...These are the pictures i took..the club members.. together.. opps.. eh got joey inside.. she wrong group already la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*joey i edited the photos... hahaha better rite*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;These are the photos i tok with aizhen and joeyyy!! the orangey like photos.. are the ones at pasta mania.. hah! ok.. guess wat.. i know pasta mania is soo not halal.. but i kind of ate there just now.. i ate banan pizza.. or so i think was wat it is called.. ohh and i got aizhen to smile showing her teeth....oh and the one wif me holding the peper thingy.. dat was me trying to sing and that hand belongs to joey who's supposedly droping the chilli flakes onto me.. =[...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh oh i forgot. saiful became an exco member.. hahaha i wanna see his badge.. or collar pin.. aiya dunno la.. sumthing lah hor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aites outs people..  enjoy the pics.&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/12611264-115652372501449670?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115652372501449670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115652372501449670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115652372501449670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115652372501449670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/08/tada-days.html' title='tada... days'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115613477684467903</id><published>2006-08-21T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T12:32:56.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You May Be a Bit Borderline...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/courtney-love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mood swings make a roller coaster look tame!&lt;br /&gt;When you're up, you're a little bit crazy...&lt;br /&gt;And when you're down, your whole world is crashing&lt;br /&gt;Scary thing is, these moods can change by the minute!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/"&gt;What Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115613477684467903?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115613477684467903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115613477684467903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115613477684467903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115613477684467903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-may-be-bit-borderline_21.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115613457258234455</id><published>2006-08-21T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T12:31:28.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You May Be a Bit Borderline...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/courtney-love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your mood swings make a roller coaster look tame!&lt;br /&gt;When you're up, you're a little bit crazy...&lt;br /&gt;And when you're down, your whole world is crashing&lt;br /&gt;Scary thing is, these moods can change by the minute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt; href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115613457258234455?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115613457258234455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115613457258234455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115613457258234455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115613457258234455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-may-be-bit-borderline.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115608186764039771</id><published>2006-08-20T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:51:07.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No title&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So here i am blogging when i'm suppose to be studying fer the circuit analysis UT. Gosh why do they have to be so wicked as to put the damn UTs on the last days of school&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The science students have it easy.. They finished their's like last Thursday.(courtesy of vannany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; information) NO fair!! &lt;/span&gt;&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 read the 6 ppts la.. and i have no idea how the hell they derived the answer. Such long equations... grrr.. so irritating.... ohh and I'm planning to bake cookies fer my class heh.. and some of my friends too i hope.. so..i shall bake 2morro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to my dearest classmates.. i am gonna miss you guys.. i hope we will be in the same class next sem.. and suria..  u owe my one ben and jerry's chocolate fudge....gonna mis the laughters and the stupid jokes.. i think u guys are one of the best people heh..=)) luvs many many..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to jen: sometimes friends that you show care for does not seem to see it. Trust me. Sometimes u just have to let them be. Friends come and go but they wun go so far.. Just keep in touch.. a hi msg or even saying u miss them will let them noe.. Dun give up yea.. hahah this is from an RP student who has to change classes EVERY SEMESTER. celebrate their bdae together or lunch or sumthing. I'm sure u can think of SOMETHING.luv u huns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh wells.. missing many people now.. I MISS YOU AND YOU AND YOU YOU YOU YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115608186764039771?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115608186764039771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115608186764039771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115608186764039771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115608186764039771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-title.html' title='No title'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115573318513728518</id><published>2006-08-16T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:59:45.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking ouutt!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Freaking Out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've been having weird and scary dreams. And it ALWAYS ends up the same. I don't wanna alarm anybody and i REALLY PRAY HARD it wun happen. Its always me going out with a group of friends. Then we wanna cross a road. and that person keeps getting banged by a vehicle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I try not to think about it but almost everynight i stay up cos i fear to see the same damn image again. it's damn scary ok. I can feel the splatters of blood and the deafening sound. And wake up to find myself crying. Yeah and i feel like a mad woman just typing this down.=/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh and people. i will not be updating my blog frequently. I'm quite busy these days so yeah. that's about it i guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115573318513728518?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115573318513728518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115573318513728518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115573318513728518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115573318513728518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/08/freaking-ouutt.html' title='freaking ouutt!!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115495956257190558</id><published>2006-08-07T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T22:07:47.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urghhhh stab stab stab!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was alright.. circuit analysis.. was kinda easy..&lt;br /&gt;Had braden to help me solder my damn resistors.. i think it wun work lah... cos i accidentally burnt the damn thing.. ahhhhh!! damn it... so irritating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after school meet up with aizhen.. followed her fer her interview.. after that we got gummy bears from Linda!! She says its for the cute little things .. *smiling like a rolling ball*&lt;br /&gt;So yea we walked back to Woodlands.. Anddddd... aizhen remembered we had to decorate our club room!! Yeyness!! we kinda talked all about it on our way to woodlands.. heh heh and had some great ideas.. woo hooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to that moronic idiot whose sole purpose is to ruin my day forever, seriously i have no idea what u want from me. I tried being there AND I TRIED DAMN HARD EVEN WITH MY DAMN BUZY SCHEDULE! i'll try not to curse here.&lt;br /&gt;So this idiot here came to me pointing out to me what areas i should have concentrated on while being a friend. And this idiot blamed me for my friend's suicide.. seriously can i just strangle and knock this person's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot for bringing up the past that i have tried so hard to put it behind. yeah.seriously appreaciate it. a great big trophy fer ur "idioticity". What is worse is that there are othere who believe in this idiot. WOW. how smart are they. seriously. dun blame me for another's action. Failure is your own and u will accept it even if it stings! my bad if u can't accept it. Shes dead. what do you want me to do? dig her up and put makeup fer you? Respect her! She's gone.left. not here. nada. ziltch! what do u want? leave this situation be. its redundant now. leave me alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115495956257190558?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115495956257190558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115495956257190558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115495956257190558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115495956257190558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/08/urghhhh-stab-stab-stab.html' title='urghhhh stab stab stab!!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115435651847788139</id><published>2006-07-31T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:35:18.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days with Aizhen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stress Relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I HATE. I REPEAT! I HATE TODAY'S LESSON! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seriously! I felt like pulling my hair and messing  it up and like seriously pull and pull and pull... which was a bit dumb cos i was wearing tudung.. how was i suppose to pull it out unless i want to pull it from the sides.. abit weird then cos there will be hairsfrom he side then i'd be like a cave women wrapped in someone's armpit.. wait.. why am i talking about this.. i was suppose to talk about how bad and evil the lesson was. ahh heck.. i ended up watching my anime.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyways.. was actually looking forward for the cyriva prize presentation. heh heh cos aizhen will be there fer me to crap with....after the prize presentation all of us ate stuff frm the cafe esplanade wah lau.. full sia..ok.. so later went home wif aizhen.. oh by the ways... SHORTIES RULE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;had a few laughs... thanks to aizhen.. thus i'm stress relieved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115435651847788139?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115435651847788139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115435651847788139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115435651847788139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115435651847788139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/07/days-with-aizhen.html' title='Days with Aizhen'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115409713187188195</id><published>2006-07-28T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:32:11.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am NOT CRITICIZING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is what i feel about the ongoing riots and protestors by the muslims because of the muslims of other countries. Yes I am aware of the on goings that has happened to the fellow muslims. I  feel their pain too. BUt for the rest of the muslims who has good intention of helping. This is not the way... People from other religion would start being cautious of u, they will shun u, they will talk bad. The thing i want to put forward here is that &lt;strong&gt;our religion &lt;/strong&gt;will be put on the line where this sentence would always pop up in their mind "&lt;strong&gt;This religion shows so many violence." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Seriously speaking sometimes i feel ashamed of the people who go rioting. Please don't get me wrong&lt;strong&gt; i am not ashamed of my religion&lt;/strong&gt;. In fact i love  it. But im just so scared people will get hurt. Some unnecessary injuries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why don't they help in charity or sumthing. I think they could use the power and energy they have on something better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115409713187188195?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115409713187188195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115409713187188195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115409713187188195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115409713187188195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-am-not-criticizing-this-is-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115365131160936699</id><published>2006-07-23T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T18:41:51.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look at me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOOK AT ME !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I HAVE BEEN VERY WORRIED FOR YOU. WHY WOULDN'T U LOOK AT ME?! U WOULDN'T EVEN TALK TO ME!! but i guess i must be happy that you're ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;                            look at me please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;....im so tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115365131160936699?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115365131160936699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115365131160936699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115365131160936699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115365131160936699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/07/look-at-me.html' title='look at me!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115305068126307520</id><published>2006-07-16T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T19:52:36.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm Lovin It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... im having cramps now..Due to the overworked body of mine yesterday. I was at Kallang!! The NE show for the Pri 5 kids..Man... the sun was schorching!! I felt myself burn under the mighty big yellow thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself, Jules, Pris, Fida,Andrea,Lina,Azzlyn and the other gal.. i guess hadif and Nabil were there somewhere too..we were like painting the kids.. At first some of them didn't want.. then when a kid wants all started to want it... It was fun! hahaha but i felt terrorised by them sometimes.. hahah they even pull me towards them when i was doing[ I meant painting context] another kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them were sporting. Most were just boring people..Uhh had pizza for lunch! And KFC fer dinner.. i wish they gave me the chicken drumlets from pizza hut. I guess that would be blissful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ended around 5 plus.. den we went home... AND WE BLOODY WALKED FROM THE STADIUM ,WE PASSED THE RIVER AND THEN WAS SOOOO BLOOODDDY LONG AND HOOOTTT LAH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i rushed over to shu's house cos she was having her birthday party... bwahaha.. missed them.. din talked to shu much thou cos i was busy filling my stomach with food.. nyahaha.. ahh nvm.. shes my sis she bloody understands meee...den.. ohh!! I GOT CHOCOLATES FRM HER.. HAHAHA BIRTHDAY G00DIE BAGS.. WAH I TOT ONLY KIDS DO DAT LAH.. BUT HECK I TOOK IT ANYWAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh!! and tanya's back from canada!! hahah meeting her on wednesday!! woo hoo having dinner together.. man its been half a year? a year? im nt sure.. heh heck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have analog UT on tuesday.. die die die... i feel depressed sometimes man.. my class.. damn smart.. so scary.. oh and tomorrow.. i have meeting again.. tired sehs..&lt;br /&gt;oh was thinking of keeping art.. hahaha.. and den.. i wanna join guitar ensembly.. woo hoo.. cos i have a guitar at home which is storing dust by the minute.. so i need to start clearing those dust..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm oh and sweetie.. sorry i din go fer ur performance its kinda in the church and... hmm memories.. bad ones.. so uhh.. sorry.. i noe ur freaking mad... but i .. i dunn0.. i just din wanna go in there...i hope u really understand..i really do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh!! the other day!! i went to seoul garden with my class!! hahaha was damn nice lahzzzz.. i really enjoyed it.. hang on ..ill upload it.. wait ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeng jeng jeng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea where the pics went.. so laters?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115305068126307520?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115305068126307520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115305068126307520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115305068126307520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115305068126307520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/07/updates.html' title='updates!!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115245206736344313</id><published>2006-07-09T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:35:23.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retardedness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this has got to stop! First it was K to jump off now its M?! Have you people no shame to throw something god has given us more importantly what our parents have given us? OUR LIVES?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people take it as a joke? Have u no considerations of how you affect others whan you jumped? Or have you no feelings? has that bloody head of yours went bonkers? I tried my best to be there for you guys BUT IT WAS NEVER ENOUGH WAS IT?! For god sake there is something call a HELP LINE, FRIENDS, TEACHERS AND GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took my time even when im sick i drag myself up to reach you guys... but why take this path? why?WHY?!! What problems can't be fix? Tell me. If you had just wait a while more things are gonna turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't deny i may have some thoughts of suicide. But i stuck to my faith and words shared by my loved ones. Has it never occured to you that u may be the point of motivation for someone.And to have you gone may be the last thing that person wants. I can't believe waht you had done to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post has no meaning to you cos your DEAD. Seriously you shouldnt have chosen that path. I miss you. Why though? Have i not been there for you? wasnt that enough? I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* readers - read and keep it. no questions asked. no tags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115245206736344313?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115245206736344313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115245206736344313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115245206736344313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115245206736344313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/07/retardedness.html' title='Retardedness!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115132553507582309</id><published>2006-06-26T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T20:38:55.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Find Purple Moo's entry interesting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I find what slenger babi van said quite interesting.. so here's what i think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The wish at the point of time we made was because we were lack of whatever was needed. And when it happens..we find that so.. what's next.. then a new problem arises..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i mean seriously.. lets say..  this girl wished her parents would get back together... they did.. but are not happy together.. thus making the family a total chaos... then she wishes god would just do sumthing quick.. and when god does.. she hates HIM.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the world is not perfect.. if it was there isn't a need for HIM... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;people always want the quickest way out of every possible sticky situation.. but then again DO THEY THINK OF WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-  the people involve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- how are things gonna be from now on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;- the effect it might have on others or oneself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so .. in summary.. humans are just selfish beings whos always questioning god's power and blaming him for what hapen when they have choosen that path.. THEIR OWN PATH.. stupid really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what is ironic is dat god still loves us.. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok this is my third post fer the day i think... uh the second.. lost track...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2morro ut.. better start studying... outz  people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-love nisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115132553507582309?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115132553507582309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115132553507582309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115132553507582309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115132553507582309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/06/wishin.html' title='wishin..'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115129325048562498</id><published>2006-06-26T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T11:40:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>circuit analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;in class. eyes droopy. brain shut down. lost. extremely irritated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115129325048562498?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115129325048562498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115129325048562498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115129325048562498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115129325048562498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/06/circuit-analysis.html' title='circuit analysis'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115121987787189530</id><published>2006-06-25T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T15:17:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thankful For God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;seriously.. im so thankful to him for blessing me wif so many great friends. I don't know what i would do without u guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Slenger Babi Van.. is going aussie this tuesday.. fer 2-3 weeks!! im gonna miss her... sobs... but hen again she wun shout embarassing things to guys.. tt i noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;uhh what else.. ok class has been great just some stuff are starting to bother and irritate me to death.. and am trying so hard not to explode...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;changes in facilitators such a norm... since sem one my class change faci.. so suay i always land in dat class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what else... ok ah.. im not in a very good mood and if i am.. pls dun spoil it as it takes alot of effort to be in a good mood these days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lady huer: thanks man.. blog hoppers are great ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ooh ndp fringe its coming.. and im getting lazy.. shoots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok let me ask wats sooo weird abt going out with your cousins seriously.. when i told some of my frens they are like shock" HUH U GO OUT WITH YOUR COUS?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;duh they are my family.. weird mehss???  im close to them lo.. we bitch abt our schoolmates or whoever we dun like also.. wahaha.. and they do know you guys.. dun be surprise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok ah dats abt it i guess... loads of love- nisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115121987787189530?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115121987787189530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115121987787189530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115121987787189530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115121987787189530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/06/thankful-for-god-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115087030567283900</id><published>2006-06-21T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T14:11:45.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fright</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents fought again last night. And mum was screaming and wanting a divorce. Brother was calming her down. I can't remember what else she was saing but there was a lot of divorce and hate and die and jumping off a building words came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my room when all these happened. And she was like wanting to pack her bag and all. I came out and there she was wit her luggage out of the door. Went after her. saw a cab. she went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sprained my stupid ankle..its better now dun worri. I was so lost and i was so afraid. I felt like seriously killing my father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Vanessa, my slenger babi for being there. My first instinct was to sms u.. it was quite late too.. and im sorry for that.=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where mum is rite now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* decided to change my layout which i have been keeping for a week if anything like this happens..and it did.clearing my doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115087030567283900?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115087030567283900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115087030567283900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115087030567283900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115087030567283900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/06/fright.html' title='Fright'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115073007495159463</id><published>2006-06-19T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T23:14:34.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts to love and trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ponders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Was talking to grandfather today.. he asked me if there was someone i loved or was there friends i wish to be with. I said yes duh~ with a chuckle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he smiled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i asked him why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he said lately i have been hesitating to be friends with more people and afraid to show my love for them...meaning my current group of friends.. i was slightly taken aback as what he said were true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i just sat there... there was this comfortable silence.. usually it would be uncomfortable..but i don't know.. it was just comfortable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he then said.. love like u have never been hurt before..and cherish them like how you would with the last cup of water in the whole world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;seriously i have heard of all these before but when grandfather said it.. there was this impact i felt..he then left for his room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;right now... lets just say i have nothing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115073007495159463?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115073007495159463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115073007495159463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115073007495159463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115073007495159463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-hurts-to-love-and-trust.html' title='It hurts to love and trust'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-115056104343677820</id><published>2006-06-18T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:17:23.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guess Whooo????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was going tidying up my picture folder....&lt;br /&gt;this might interest some of ya..&lt;br /&gt;i dun have her latest hairstyle pic yet.. wait kies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/vannys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/vannys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps: shes gonna kill me.. so im putting my ass on the line.. better like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-115056104343677820?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/115056104343677820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=115056104343677820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115056104343677820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/115056104343677820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/06/guess-whooo-was-going-tidying-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114881870835135593</id><published>2006-05-28T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:18:28.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do u miss me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i wonder when u sat there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;when u saw me from that seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;with my friends coming up the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;did you remember the days we laughed and shared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;everytime i see you i miss u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;which is weird as i see u and talk to u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but i dunno why i miss u so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and i miss u bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i feel disconnected, i feel left out, i feel awkward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i tried many times to talk the way i used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but the feeling of uneasiness still hangs around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i lay at night thinking why, reasoning out so much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that i cried so many tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i ask myself do they miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i did not dare to answer myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;too afraid but why? i am not myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i never felt the way i felt now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;do you miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i noe i promised to load the pics.. but im not in the mood for it ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114881870835135593?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114881870835135593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114881870835135593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114881870835135593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114881870835135593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/05/do-u-miss-me.html' title='do u miss me?'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114814458633560924</id><published>2006-05-21T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T01:03:07.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guess Who's Back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have not updated for a long time.. have been busy. which i have no idea why i made myself busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywas..summary of the days since the last post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did l last post again? uhh ok! last week..last monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nisa have joined cyriva club...SEG club..man how geeky can i get.. anyways i like it..i want it..and i wanna be in the publicity team...i think i can work with them...its kinda coool! The first task that i got when i went in this club was to make a video summarising the seg club...hmm..im dunn0 if im up for it at that moment..but den see how la...finished it..left to put the music and the final touches..den i can send it over to cindy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;members of publicity:&lt;br /&gt;saiful..&lt;br /&gt;yiwen&lt;br /&gt;steve&lt;br /&gt;vanessa&lt;br /&gt;and me i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing is...oh i love my Year 2 sem 1 class..they are great fun..went out with them for pp..had lunch with them too..people who went lunch together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessa&lt;br /&gt;citra&lt;br /&gt;amir&lt;br /&gt;myself&lt;br /&gt;serene&lt;br /&gt;jasmin&lt;br /&gt;jeremy&lt;br /&gt;braden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went pizza hut!! woo hoo!! pictures ill upload in the next post..and whatever incident whether the good, dumb, stupid, lame or just plain posing will be up..i promise u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh..ok have not been to art club..heh..i dunno ar..everytime i hear the word draw/ paint ill just run away.. those words scare me.. and ppl will be asking why the heck did u join in the first place? heck. i live my life not u..so go pick ur nose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be joining them thou for the glass thingy heh.. and pris's the president of art club...coolness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been great with my great class yey!! i hate the bloody modules thou...i confirm 100% fail my analog paper.. freak i dun even noe wat the hell i was writing.. its a bloody miracle if i even have a 1/50... =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh serene from my yr 2 sem 1 class.. haha she called me SASA heh like wat sharin did..when she called me i was like shock..siallah...the only 2 person i know who will call me dat was sharin n yani..and there she was calling me across the class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have also been coming home late sia..the latest was 10++ and i was still in school..sighs..&lt;br /&gt;ohh!! watched VOICE with saiful n yiwen.. OMG...i click wif them quite fast man..AND.. hahaha went to have dinner with saiful n tertius...my first time having dinner with tertius..and he eat so fast... my god..and i was of cos the last slow tortise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally!! i miss my best friends!! guys when do we meet up?? i know we're in totally different schools and all...and im the buzy one..im so sorry for that... lets get that jacket!! ok? yey!&lt;br /&gt;i miss jules and all too..funny eh...same school but rarely meet up..miss u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures up next post!! heh *wonders when will i post the next entry? *luff to oneself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114814458633560924?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114814458633560924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114814458633560924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114814458633560924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114814458633560924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/05/guess-whos-back-have-not-updated-for.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114709164192086126</id><published>2006-05-08T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T20:34:01.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AM SO TIRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i am tired. get the picture? yes u ppl do! good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyways. today was fun. the class made me laugh man.. just what i needed these few days. laughters...tomorrow's PCB. lab!! yey! i love this lesson!! but i dun realli like the fac. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tomorro is soo gonna be fun.. i have suria, braden, ida and hui sing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;woo hoo!! the fun people! no actually we're the most fun group ah!! tuesday.. i don't know if there is an art meeting.. i dun feel like going. i need my rest man. i havent been having a good night's rest. i wonder why  my eye bags dun show. must be the drink that i'm taking. My dad lah.. so many things wan..but the water is sooo icky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mummy bought these pills for my face.  so many zits ahh!! soo...im taking it... and i think it works. dunno..must give it 2 weeks... but i think its working ah.. cos i dun see any new ones coming out. bwahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what else ah? oh yea.. shiyun and u was bored during class.. so we pakat meet at toilet to chat. [ we're in different class now.] ohh!! and you know that frm my class to the ladies ahve to passs the mens.. so.. as i was walking.. then rite.. the door open wide wide ahh.. den i think I THINK i saw EE SHAUN pee? wahaha and a few other guys.. GROSS!! EWW EWW EWW...the toilet structure shuld be facing the other side man...but seriously.. i saw guys standing like in a line up..hahahah so funny but the same time gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;eh i think my entry's getting interesting. good nites people. i wanna get my sleep.. SHOOTS!! DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES AND GREY'S ANATOMY IS ON LATER..DANG.. NVM ASK MY PHONE TO WAKE ME UP.. ehh alamak in caps.. nvm.. dun care.. dun wanna delete. tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114709164192086126?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114709164192086126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114709164192086126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114709164192086126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114709164192086126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/05/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114692700270214091</id><published>2006-05-06T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T22:50:03.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day i snapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Day I Snapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny isn't it when people around me are trying to cheer me up and there i was snapping at their heads. Then I was being a bloody bitch to them plus being mean and say dreadful things. Things that tears a person's heart into pieces just listening to them. Things that made them cry and made them doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I have been a bloody sad bitch who throws her tempers at her friends who are dear to her. Yes I did. My mistake: I let it be. I let it bottle up. I let those dreadful words out of my mouth. I didn't care. I became what i was afraid of. I let my words hurt others. I let my feelings became the better of me. I let my darkside the better of me. I let my temper blind the reality. I said whatever made me feel better. It was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I realised that when I hurt them. The hurt came to me much more than to them. The people who crapped, who TRIED WITHOUT FAIL to cheer me up and pick me up. Those are the people i have hurt. Those are the people who support me. Those are the people who cares for me. AND YES. I WAS BEING A BLOODY BITCH TO THEM. YES ME. FUNNY RIGHT?! You people out there might be thinking how bloody stupid, moronic, insensitive, dumb, idiotic and _______(feel free to fill in the blank) I am. Yes I agree with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sad lame excuses were: Stress up in class. How bloody blood boiling is that answer?! Seriously when i think of it. Stupid right? Its not as if my classmates are eating me up. Its not like they are trying to kill me. (the work that was given are killing me. that without a doubt but heck. everybody is facing that problem so it cancels out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what i have become. So i hope you guys understand. I don't feel like sharing my problems. And that i know is posing a problem in our friendship. All I ask is for some time to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharin: I love you dear. I really do. I am sorry for snapping at you.&lt;br /&gt;Van: I had threw my tempers at you. I know and I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Pris: I have said so many hurtful things at you. I have had hurled at you one after the other. I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Yani: I think i showed some attitude. I'm sorry too.&lt;br /&gt;Jules: My attitude sucks. I know. I'm sorry too.&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: I have treated u like i also don't know what. I am sorry too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114692700270214091?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114692700270214091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114692700270214091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114692700270214091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114692700270214091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-i-snapped_06.html' title='The day i snapped'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114623169141148705</id><published>2006-04-28T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T21:58:55.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating in progress..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pictures!! Woo hooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and van at the cafe today after school while waiting fer the rain to stop.. Was with pris, riri, irfan, daniel, azri and aisyah...had a lot of fun man with them.. a great way to chill!! seriously!Went home abt 645pm? 7 sumwhere there.. i think abt 720? dunn0..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/DSC00292.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/DSC00292.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh this pic should come after the next.. heh but anyways..  they sky was so nice.. i wished i had a camera then. Riri phone was the best among us...so she can only get this far to catch the nice colours formed in the sky..i love it when the colors blend in the sky!! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/Image011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/Image011.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this pic!!! when we were walking to the interchange!! seriously it ws damn nice!! there was a rainbow man!! it's been a long time since i saw a rainbow form!! seriously!1 it was damn nice!! and i walked bloody slow lah... i was enjoying the view..again credits to riri phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/Image007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/Image007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyways.. met my slenger babi van and the gang.. wah laus..like finally lah i can break wif them! seriously..i miss dem so bad...its a pity actually...but they din miss me lah..so sad man..sobbs..&lt;br /&gt;my happiness was short lived..van as USUAL...BULLIED ME..wah laus... happy ahh she..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jules: hugs babe..u can always try again..im right behind ya=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114623169141148705?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114623169141148705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114623169141148705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114623169141148705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114623169141148705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/04/updating-in-progress.html' title='Updating in progress..'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114597611727019818</id><published>2006-04-25T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:41:57.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally wednesday!! A day for me to rest! Seriously, school has been tough for me. I have no idea what was going on today and din bother to ask.. Van and i was just slacking side by side eating sweets and staring at the screen... den all the geniuses in class start their explaining.. aiya..i think van has now become my partner in class man.. my next kelly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..this guy jeremy in my class i think he goes fer chiminology which i have a serious problem telling him that we dun need that piece of junk extra information..wah laus..make me n van confuse like mad ahh just nw..seriously..i cannot take it sei... waste my time lei..den he think so smart..atlast i have to save him...so irritating sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum is now blabbering again..im going nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114597611727019818?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114597611727019818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114597611727019818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114597611727019818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114597611727019818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/04/exhausted-its-finally-wednesday-day.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114580197988629905</id><published>2006-04-23T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:19:39.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying myself a river</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cry myself a river..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im sooo freaking bored can??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i stayed at home cos im kinda grounded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shit ahhh..so boring can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm bout my previous post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i think im over-reacting..ahhah i dunn0 lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dun wanna think abt it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lets just go with the flow and see how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it ends..if it &lt;em&gt;ends&lt;/em&gt; that is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways...i was forced to cook!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;can u believe it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and my mom made me peel 20 onions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cut 30 chilli...wah laus.. i tell u..by the 7th onion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was crying like mad lahhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den after everything..my eyes were like swollen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and puffy...wah was crying like siao ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den half way through i also cry lah voluntarily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ahaha voluntarily...i also dunno why i cry man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways..i was multi tasking around the kitchen ahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this was what i was doing...btw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wiped my tears ok..ws very clean..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was frying fish while cutting the stupid onions and chilli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and explaining geography to my brother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den flip the fish and continue cutting the squids and onions and chilli..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den blend the chilli n onions while making the gravy for the squids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;made my father tea while  stiring the squid gravy..and explaining maths to my fren on the phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;see how i multi task!!! after dat got scolded by mum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cos my order of putting whatevr stuff was wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she say must follow in order..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wth..cook still cook ma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;think so much for wat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its not that im getting married any time sooner sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and then....wah laos..i went to being bored again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ehh no!! i cleaned the kitchen ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;was super nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den mom scolded me cos she cannot find the things she need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wah laus...i put where it shuld be mah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dry stuff wif dry stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she scold me like nobody's business man...=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways..im trying not to remember how to cook this dish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so she cant bulli me to cook any dish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shit ahh its seems these days im cooking fer my family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it sucks.=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114580197988629905?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114580197988629905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114580197988629905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114580197988629905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114580197988629905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/04/crying-myself-river.html' title='Crying myself a river'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114562015503321461</id><published>2006-04-21T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T20:11:50.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrogant? i dunn0..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is what i feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i have this good friend..&lt;br /&gt;she has been great..&lt;br /&gt;she was there for me when i needed to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however i find her a little bit arrogant these few days..weeks?&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just me&lt;br /&gt;maybe im the one whos expecting more from her?&lt;br /&gt;maybe im being jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know...&lt;br /&gt;sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... class was great today..!!&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed today's lesson..it was smooth sailing heh..&lt;br /&gt;and i was able to answer the fac's questions!!&lt;br /&gt;shes really great at facilitating lah..!!&lt;br /&gt;i love her!!&lt;br /&gt;but her questions make you think..so dats good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stupid fever recovering..yey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those whom i did not reply on msn these few days..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry...cos im too lazy..and not in very good mood these days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114562015503321461?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114554604139732844</id><published>2006-04-20T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T23:14:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucky DAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mocking the De&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;pths of The Electronic Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I have no idea why i am in Biomedical Electronics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My courses for this semester is seriously physics based&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i cannot take it man..first day i was struggling in this deep electronic sea already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;second day was not so bad cos there were maths. logical..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;third day i was gasping for air already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tomorrow i'd sure be dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i feel so stupid with my smart ass classmates. i cannot slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i miss slacking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;if i slack there goes my grade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;shit la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;what is worst is that i cant understand the modules..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;im like a sitting duck there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;the class is so fast in catching up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;come on lah im like so stupid there..and i need at least 3 different people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;to explain to me one single point..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my god how stupid and humilating and degrading can dat be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;school sucks..im not looking forward to next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;words of encouragements are falling to deaf ears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;so long my slacking nisa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114554604139732844?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114554604139732844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114554604139732844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114554604139732844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114554604139732844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/04/sucky-day.html' title='Sucky DAy'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114536388246115078</id><published>2006-04-18T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T20:38:02.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im exausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Exausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm so exausted of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;why am i trying to make myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;look happy when i know when im not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;its so retarded. i feel retarded.wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i am retarded to be feeling like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;its just so tiring to hate, to feel that bloody weight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;pulling me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;its draining me more than ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the problems at home..its just so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;sighs i don't know.. i wish i could just make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hide and be oblivious of everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;to be like a young kid. with the innocence of not knowing anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;not to judge or be judged by others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;where my centre of the universe are just candies chocolates and gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i feel weak by the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;but i cant break down..when i so much want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cos i have others to care about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;~confused and tired; edge of breaking down~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114536388246115078?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114536388246115078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114536388246115078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114536388246115078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114536388246115078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-exausted.html' title='im exausted'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114519065831347830</id><published>2006-04-16T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:30:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pea brained!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what is your problem? why can't u just think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;with your god-given brain?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i never knew anyone who has a head as big as any normal person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;with a bloody small fucking pea-sized mass for brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;That head must be full of cobwebs since it last think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;of something so simple!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;for goodness sake!! is your head on your body for decoration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Seriously just bugger off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;do something with yor inability to think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;read some simple i-q books or sumthing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~pissed~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114519065831347830?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114519065831347830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114519065831347830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114519065831347830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114519065831347830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/04/pea-brained.html' title='pea brained!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114508089334914442</id><published>2006-04-15T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T19:21:58.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to do..soo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;bored so im doing this..[edited]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok..daniel im updating ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yesterday was a blast! met up with my darlings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shikin was a straight down minah malaysia!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gawd..couldnt stand her!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she kept talking in this weird disgusting malay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;seriously stop it sei...and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;as usual she bullied me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh and this 30th gonna try to make it to shu's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sister's baby..aiya shu's niece..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;heh..cute sei the baby.. like shu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so vanessa soh asked me to write abt her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t's wringing in my head says:&lt;br /&gt;BLOG ABT MEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;it's wringing in my head says:&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;Nisa~ Class E25N..anybody?? says:&lt;br /&gt;wat abt u&lt;br /&gt;it's wringing in my head says:&lt;br /&gt;that i'm pretty, sexy and IRRESISTABLE!&lt;br /&gt;it's wringing in my head says:&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;Nisa~ Class E25N..anybody?? says:&lt;br /&gt;rite..&lt;br /&gt;Nisa~ Class E25N..anybody?? says:&lt;br /&gt;ur preety&lt;br /&gt;Nisa~ Class E25N..anybody?? says:&lt;br /&gt;nt so sexy&lt;br /&gt;Nisa~ Class E25N..anybody?? says:&lt;br /&gt;definately un-irresistable&lt;br /&gt;it's wringing in my head says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaaaa.. idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so shes pretty..not dat sexy..&lt;br /&gt;definately un-irresistable...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;joking babe!!!&lt;br /&gt;shes so gonna kill me..but its ok..&lt;br /&gt;she loves me..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;edited yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okays...ive been listening to juliana theory songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nt bad lei they all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ahahaha...what else uh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im gonna watch "take the lead" wif jules and vanny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anybody wanna join us??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lemme noe yea...uh to azril..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sorry yea..i tot u dun wanna go sei..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyways..call me or wat uh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;..mum was angry today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she just vented her anger on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the wierd thing is i dun feel anything when she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all those things..which is suppose to hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was just looking at her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i dunno wat to feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dat was wat happen when i quarreled with some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;friends  the other day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i felt nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was feeling happy..or whatevr mood i was in that day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now im just wondering..and btw my mum is still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;going on and on ..right this moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and im sitting here like nothing's happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and im blogging abt it with no feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;can someone like tell me what's wrong??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and these few days i dun really like get all fired up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if someone just pissed me off..like so wierd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyways..im gonna play some game..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still dunnoe wat im suppose to feel..right now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114508089334914442?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114508089334914442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114508089334914442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114508089334914442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114508089334914442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/04/nothing-to-dosoo.html' title='nothing to do..soo'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114462356377820056</id><published>2006-04-10T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T06:59:23.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the porche lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The porche lady...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its been 2 days since i last updated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;have been busy being tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyways, i was working &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i think on the 6th april..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there was this lady who came in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and walked over my aisle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den came to me and said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" hi , do you carry a brand name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;porche&lt;/em&gt;?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den i was like thinking isnt that a car's brand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i said "no i dun think we carry that brand mam.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she said" no..i always shop here i know paragon.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so i called my friend the metro staff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she tpld her we did not carry that brand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so that lady asked me another question..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"ok since u dun have dat brand..do u have anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that has all leather? and anti-slip wear? because this sandles im wearing [ &lt;em&gt;she bends and pick it up. i realised it was gucci &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;]&lt;/em&gt; is quite pricely... so i want a pair of shoe that is all leather. This sandles im wearing now is quite pricely..i paid $30 ++ for it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wah!! i thought i heard wrongly..den i said u bought that for $300 ++?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she said" no no..only $30++ and its real leather"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was like yea rite..so now i know that is fake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and she says she knows paragon..tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so  my fren the metro staff[ shi ya] and i was like listening to all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we were fighting with our inner will to fight back the laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then i told her if she wants all leather it might be a little pricey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and den she tells us .."yea i know..about $30 right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shi ya then said no maam its about  $90 and above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den she was in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;shock... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cos she says that she ought many leather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shoes but none was as high as that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so..now both of us know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; all her leather shoes were infact not leather shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she den walk around and bought this pair of sandles from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;elle or u.r.s im not sure..which costs $50.90..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;which has mix leather &amp; pvc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyways im happy for her cos there is a lil &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;real leather &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after she left both of us were laughing like mad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wierd customers man..shes not the only one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;by far she won the hillariously stupid award..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the end of the porche lady..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;back to me..im kinda irritated with this unknown tagger whos using my name and van's to diss us off each other. seriously..i mean if that person would like to say something tell it to our face..or at least put in his/her real name..juvenile!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what else uh?? oh..im no longer working!! ahahaha i wanna go out!!! jio me out lahz!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyways to Mr. Alex...i want more of your pasta cos its super uber nice.. hees make more fer me pleaaaaaaaaaaasssseeeee =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114462356377820056?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114462356377820056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114462356377820056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114462356377820056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114462356377820056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/04/porche-lady.html' title='the porche lady'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114439098062328518</id><published>2006-04-07T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T14:23:00.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im still waiting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm still waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im still waiting for the apm pictures which my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cousin still have not given me..grr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyways..this sun is my last day of work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anybody wanna jio me out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wanna go shopping!! got money lioaz finally!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and im still sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i have this funni customer..ill tell ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if u ask me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ask me abt the  PORCHE LADY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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waiting.'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114421225543151452</id><published>2006-04-05T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T20:13:44.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm An Insomiac</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Insomnia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I slept at 930 yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;was ordered to by res darling and van huns(soh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;god..dat was like the earliest i slept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyways..i ate a total of 4 paracetamol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;only to learn that it has expired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-__________-" stupid huh.&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 woke up at 1.52am den i cant get back to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i started to think of stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i guess i should be contented with life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha..heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i seriously think i have insomnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dat makes me an insomniac..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i like using dat word..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gives a ring to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh to my darlings animal farm..im sorry!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i noe we've been wanting to meet and it keeps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;getting push back due to my uhh packed schedule?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;next week im like free except 12 april..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im sick on and off lahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so irritating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ohh!!! i wanna watch ice age 2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and does anybody have ghost vcd or dvd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im soo bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114421225543151452?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114421225543151452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114421225543151452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114421225543151452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114421225543151452'/><link rel='alternate' 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style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and seriously confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im sick too fer that matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and now i wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ppl always say..u make me worried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;issit cos they love me n care fer me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;or just " hey dun add to my burden yah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i think the latter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;goodnites and sweet dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114390805186237994</id><published>2006-04-02T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:14:12.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am tired now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just got back from work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;did stock taking..alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;alot..i miss laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and crapping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and bitching..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i miss you..alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114390805186237994?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114390805186237994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114390805186237994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114390805186237994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;there is this tall guy there..hes sec 1!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;can u like believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he is sooo mat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and the chinese there..wah freak..so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;urghh..blueaks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;only a handful were presentable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gosh...so scary lah my brother's class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways..my brother practically failed everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and there is this lady..who asked who was my son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seriously...am i dat old? do i look dat type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wah..i replied i was his sister lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den she said" ohhh.i tot dat was ur son and that ur so young..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so i tot he was ur husband" can u believe it..alex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my hubby? wth is she thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways..got screamed from my mum cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my brother failed..crap..he fails..i get the scholding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thanks alot. i really appreacite that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm wat else happen today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;apart from being angry most of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and shooting sarcasm to the whole class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;busy body aunties...and to the teacher..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;throwing temper at objects and refraining myself to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the computer to chat for fear of hurting others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i read a book..nice book..good book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;titled" working wonders"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114381640416003178?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114378449667083109</id><published>2006-03-31T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T13:54:56.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love quiz??</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/h2&gt;My primary love language is probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Physical Touch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a secondary love language being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Words of Affirmation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Complete set of results&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" cellspacing="'0'"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="'20'"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Information&lt;/h2&gt; Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="'http://www.youthnetsouthampton.org.uk/breakout/lovelanguages.php'" target="'_blank'"&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114378449667083109?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114378449667083109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114378449667083109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114378449667083109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114378449667083109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-quiz.html' title='Love quiz??'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114378360116627630</id><published>2006-03-31T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:31:08.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bubu Cha cha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;buu buu cha cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i've got some apm music!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gueess from whooo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;jules!! hahaha and feez and kin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways,..can u believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i ate fudge ice cream from macdonalds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;like 10 minutes to 12 am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahaha..cool rites..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i din go there alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a fren followed so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i like buu buu cha cha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its not a porridege..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its this phrase i fell in love with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a cartoon..soo cuute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114378360116627630?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114378360116627630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114378360116627630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114378360116627630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114378360116627630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/bubu-cha-cha.html' title='bubu Cha cha'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114369788664874671</id><published>2006-03-30T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T13:51:27.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Huns..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sorry Huns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Barney van, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i'm really sorry about throwing my temper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;at you..and i realised i have been doing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;quite frequently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and i also realised how lame my reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;could be to be angry at  you for other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;people's mistakes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;biasly judging u from other people's reaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to certain situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i guess you were there when no one was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and i have no idea why im constantly angry at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;even though it is not your fault..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and i also have not been sensitive to some of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;concerns of some situations when talking to ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im thinking rite now..why so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and i have hurt you without realising it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and am so sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i hope you forgive me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im sorry babe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114369788664874671?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114369788664874671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114369788664874671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114369788664874671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114369788664874671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/sorry-huns.html' title='Sorry Huns..'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114364890872987811</id><published>2006-03-30T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T00:15:09.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>third entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Absurd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;seriously, this is my thrid entry for the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the oder 2 was just blahhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i am expecting too much from u??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hello..i never did try to expect anything from my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cos i cannot take to be dissapointed if they dun do things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so i just leave them be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i never expect anything from them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;all i want is their company...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i dun expect them to call me, talk to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;or watever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cos they never do!! never had the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;initiative to do so!!! im always the one giving!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114364890872987811?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114364890872987811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114364890872987811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114364890872987811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114364890872987811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/third-entry.html' title='third entry'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114364632254911925</id><published>2006-03-29T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:32:04.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Within</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as i lay on my pillow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;late at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting for the dust of the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;night fairy to settle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cried a thousand tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;each of hate and sadness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;confusion and anger&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i walled from my beloved's view&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder at times who i was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and why was i like now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who was i then and who &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will i be next&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i braved the sad faces &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i see..to bring light to them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now i wonder who brings &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the light to me?nobody?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i felt useless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a broken toy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;longed forgotton accompanied by the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thick dust somewhere hidden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder why the simplicity of life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;has been made to dissapear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and out comes the bad wolf full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;of deciet and caused pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i guess that is what everybody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wants to find out but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;scared to do so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;leaving them with more hatred everytime..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;deep within me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i cry to thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to take me with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and cherish me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts everytime before sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114364632254911925?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114364632254911925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114364632254911925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114364632254911925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114364632254911925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/deep-within.html' title='Deep Within'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114363672131110449</id><published>2006-03-29T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:52:01.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ehh ehh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Single..roger and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i think being single rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u dun have to think of alot of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and u dun feel very irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways..met up wif jules..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;met shikin..ju's bestie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm shes short lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i tot she tall sia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hmm so zaagg is tall and kin short..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;borrowed 2 books from library..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cos im super uber bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gonna meet up wif my lovable darlings tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;riri's back!! hahaha..i miss her so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;pls stop calling me nisa baba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so un-glam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i feel "un-loved" by vanny soh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she keep bullying me u noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and said it was her natural instinct...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sad man..this kinda fren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;huns pls be discreet..ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;abt u noe wat..and u noe who..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh!! and i have this pic of her looking consptipated!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hahaha who wants me to upload it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*evil luff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114363672131110449?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114363672131110449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114363672131110449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114363672131110449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114363672131110449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/ehh-ehh_29.html' title='Ehh ehh'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114354804772136292</id><published>2006-03-28T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T20:14:07.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nightmare Lady In Metro Paragon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is about this customer who wants to buy shoe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ladies work shoe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she wants it to be wearable in the office and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she doesnt want heels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so firstly i was with this anoder customer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and the metro staff ar..my fren go and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tend to her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wah she damn fussy lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she was at metro abt 1 pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den see shoes arx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;see until alot of pairs arx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den she goes fer lunch wif her family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so we had to put back the shoes she tried on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she came back..we took it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she went fer dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we kept it back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den she bloody comes again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den now..i had to tend to her..so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my fren n i were like sian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;feel like killing her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she damn fussy ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;in all she tried on at least 14 pairs of shoes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wat was worse was that after trying this brand &lt;em&gt;ecco&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she din want..den she went over to timberland..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den i say wat type she want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den bla bla bla..she say i choose very good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she like my taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;walau ehz..den scold me y i din tend to her earlier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;walau ehz..had to smile..she is so lucky she din get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;up down stare frm me sia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she was our last customer.. she went off at 935pm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tsk tsk... and i was there till then!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was suppose to go home at 9 ok?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;haish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the next day she came...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wah jialat..she asked the timber land gal lah tu reserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for her the bllody shoe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den walaus..timberland gal..my anoder fren faezah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;go to n fro frm taka to get the bloody shoe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she came back sorri hor..this shoe nt so new i dun want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wtf?! like hello if ur gonna use it sure gt a lil line..it wasnt even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a bloody scratch..was just a line..cos u tend to bend ur feet when u walk ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dumb bitch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aniways..she made me stay again till 940pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;stupid ass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;was praying she wun come..again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ever again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the irritating part is dat i have to be nice to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and have to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and to have put up wif her numerous explanation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and her dunnoe wat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh and shes frm the ntuc insurance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wah ask me go buy frm her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den explain gt wat plans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;walau ehz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tsk tsk..pity me man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114354804772136292?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114330083535778637</id><published>2006-03-25T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:33:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm sorry ok?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from work..&lt;br /&gt;am so tired and i have not eaten anything since morning..&lt;br /&gt;which logically follows that i haven eaten anyting for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;and am so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home..saw my brother's black face..&lt;br /&gt;again..i smiled..he just give me a blank look&lt;br /&gt;as if im transperant..&lt;br /&gt;i was like angry but i just calmed myself down&lt;br /&gt;and went to have a bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum did not cook as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; went out&lt;br /&gt;so there is like nothing fer me to scavanger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;except!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; there was this last piece of pizza from yest&lt;br /&gt;i knew it was for mom..asked her she said ok..&lt;br /&gt;was about to heat it up.&lt;br /&gt;den he said..dats mum's&lt;br /&gt;put it back..&lt;br /&gt;i replied i was hungry&lt;br /&gt;and he sarcastically said "that's mom's..i bought it&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; her"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that blew my top!&lt;br /&gt;i was like wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;its like its just like dat lah&lt;br /&gt;and he made it a bloody big fucking deal..&lt;br /&gt;i mean hello..its not like i purposely erase it from my mind&lt;br /&gt;dats y its called "forgotten"&lt;br /&gt;hes being a fucking asshole!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine i shall not touch any food tonite neither am tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;i dun care...i would not touch whatever he bought!!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he went wif mum in the morning for groceries; so he thinks its his..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;so dumb actually!!&lt;br /&gt;so im just gonna cook myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like seriously..i dunno how many times i have apologised..&lt;br /&gt;he shuld have reminded me like on tues or mon..&lt;br /&gt;this one he told me on friday..thanks arx..&lt;br /&gt;how to change??! tell me..&lt;br /&gt;it was partly my fault lahz...&lt;br /&gt;but dun be stupid and drag it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhh shit.. am so fucking hungry..&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid bloody fever is not&lt;br /&gt;giving me any mercy..&lt;br /&gt;i was literally like a zombie at work..&lt;br /&gt;but i did sold 4 pairs of shoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau ehz..i just missed only one thing in his bloody life ok!!&lt;br /&gt;not like my dad..&lt;br /&gt;he dissapoint me more than my brother and now&lt;br /&gt;my bloody brother is comparing me to him?!&lt;br /&gt;wat the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;seriously was it dat bad?&lt;br /&gt;am i dat bad to forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not try to speak to him&lt;br /&gt;i have enough of shits..&lt;br /&gt;one after another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd seriously liked him to shout scold..i dun care..&lt;br /&gt;just say something to like scream at me&lt;br /&gt;i hate silent treatment..&lt;br /&gt;its worse..its like a volcano abt to erupt..&lt;br /&gt;im like dat..&lt;br /&gt;im the volcano..&lt;br /&gt;and i noe how much hatred can be bottled up&lt;br /&gt;i dun want him to be like dat..&lt;br /&gt;but den it just proves how alike we are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have found a new way to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;just cry....jules gave me dat idea..&lt;br /&gt;and i realised i have lots of things to cry about&lt;br /&gt;i think all my bottling up does some good&lt;br /&gt;in the end...&lt;br /&gt;heck..i wanna just cry..&lt;br /&gt;and i also realise..&lt;br /&gt;dat this blog is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my bestest friend..a buddy and a companion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its always there..for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114330083535778637?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114330083535778637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114330083535778637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114330083535778637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;like seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;last 2 weeks my brother asked if i could go to his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NCC marching watsoever at Kallang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i said yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and i assured him hes not gonna mess up anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and its normal to do so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and now..i gotta werk today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fuck me sideways man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and he was angry yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and told me not to make empty promises..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;he also said my dad and i are the same..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;making empty promises &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it was so heartbreaking to hear him say that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today he din even speak to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;he just show his stupid dumb face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i can't back out now rite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i'm werking and its too late fer them to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;someone to cover me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;will update about apm when mood changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nisa ur the most bloody stupid sister anyone could ever have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  and u are a huge pile of crap. Ur just like dad..even though u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; never wished to.. it runs in our bloody veins. just when someone depends on ya ur not there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;U THINK THE BIASLY UNJUSTIFIED WORLD IS REVOLVING AROUND YOU..WELL NOW U NOE ITS NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114324888439507524?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114324888439507524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114324888439507524' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/without%20%20teef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/without%20%20teef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;heh heh this is at food republic..there was ice in YANI'S mouth...but heck it looks as if she took out her fake teeth... hahahaha..needs cleaning!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/double%20bending%20vanny%20vs%20nisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/double%20bending%20vanny%20vs%20nisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this is me and van..we were sitting opposite each oder...and hse has trouble sitting cos her bloody  legs were long...so we took a pic to show how short the table was..she had to double bend..and i sat upstraight..hahaha so funni!! im short..food republic table are the best..fer me that is..wahahaha..but their food bloody expensive man!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/short%20nisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/short%20nisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to further prove how short am i to van..here is the proof..im shorter than jules by abt 1 cm..den u do the maths ok...van is abt 1 head taller than me...hahah im realli a miss smurf...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/IMG_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/IMG_0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love this picture alot..its soo nice..hahah..love them..hees... they realli made my day..nyahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114318277485922788?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114318277485922788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114318277485922788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114318277485922788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114318277485922788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/pictures-baby.html' title='Pictures baby!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114313769851549099</id><published>2006-03-24T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T02:14:58.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sleepless nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sleepless nite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok people..im getting cranky by the minute..&lt;br /&gt;like seriously..i haven slept for 5 days..&lt;br /&gt;and today..im going fer the apm..&lt;br /&gt;die la..&lt;br /&gt;i have no energy already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im bored see..&lt;br /&gt;and i just finished editing our blog and al's blog..&lt;br /&gt;hope she likes it..&lt;br /&gt;cos its suppose to be a surprise..&lt;br /&gt;her birthday..heees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..things i must remember..&lt;br /&gt;bring batteries..camera and uh..myself..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;maybe ill put on some make up man..&lt;br /&gt;eye bags showing already..&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;aniways...i wanna go watch dvd now..&lt;br /&gt;luv u ppl..outz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114313769851549099?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114313769851549099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114311164503950434</id><published>2006-03-23T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T19:00:45.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just feel like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have lived in my darkest existence&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what was light&lt;br /&gt;u came and pulled me through&lt;br /&gt;a vortex of beauty&lt;br /&gt;I never knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you shower me with laughters&lt;br /&gt;and your joys&lt;br /&gt;all your smiles and comforting words&lt;br /&gt;are the sun to my dark icy sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when I was lost you held&lt;br /&gt;out your hand..&lt;br /&gt;for then i realize that it was&lt;br /&gt;your heart that I was holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everything's dirt&lt;br /&gt;and I when I feel wasted&lt;br /&gt;you came like an angel&lt;br /&gt;with just a smile&lt;br /&gt;you worked magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are ever so patient listening&lt;br /&gt;to my whines and troubled fears&lt;br /&gt;your ever warm and comforting hugs&lt;br /&gt;lighten my ever so heavy burdens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the day when&lt;br /&gt;we're  old and grey&lt;br /&gt;I'll cherish you for&lt;br /&gt;your friendship means more&lt;br /&gt;to me than that of any wealth combined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just feel like writing a little something. this week have been a rough one. so i just feel like writing this down. can't explain myself much. wait i never knew how to. its just so wierd. hahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm i think i'll lay down fer a while...not feeling to well these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114311164503950434?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114311164503950434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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just wondering..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;was just wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;just got back from town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;went out wif jules van pris riri yani and haryati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;finally..hahah got to meet haryati..mann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i tot shes about our height lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;den saw her..shes about van's height..damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;enjoyed the day. very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;love them to bits and pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was just wondering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im enjoying my time with my poly friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;alot i must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but my best friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wonder where they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;never heard from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;if they r online...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i always have to make the first move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;to say hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel invisible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i think they dun even bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sometimes i wonder if i am thinking too much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but seriously..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha all those promises of keeping touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;seems so broken. wait they are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;broken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cos all of us are busy. with school.work.stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hell i dunno wat else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went out yes...dats abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;den i'd hear nothing from them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its as if we are all long distanced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the blog is useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;realli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i now totally dunnoe wats going on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wif kin and al..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;not very sure bout res and shu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the people i do noe are feez n amirah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pathetic. i noe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sad really. wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114294780731895479?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114286734213452470</id><published>2006-03-20T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T23:09:02.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what did i do wrong now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What did i do wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;every single time u see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;u'd always say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i do this wrong...dat wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;u'd never tell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;that is soo frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and here i am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;blogging about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;how retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and im soo bored to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cos everyone is busy doing other things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aiyai!! stupid idiocracy baloney!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114286734213452470?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114286284733485214</id><published>2006-03-20T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T21:54:07.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hees..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;New picture..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Woo hoo...i did the picture..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;am happy and pleased with myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love it...i dun care if u ppl dun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the doodle was done by jules dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the pictures are neoprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the above ones are jules,me riri and dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;next to it..me van jules and pris..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the bottom ones are my darling animal farmers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy happy happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shoots!! i forgot van!! and pris!! shit shit shit!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wait i go edit arr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;am editing!! wait wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so sorry darlings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i tot u were there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahaha stupidity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114286284733485214?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114286284733485214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114286284733485214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114286284733485214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114286284733485214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/hees.html' title='Hees..'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114278147624231769</id><published>2006-03-19T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:17:56.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>werk..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;werk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just got back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;legs are sore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;feet ..dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;got a new fren!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;her name's vanessa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hee shes so fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we crapped alot ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;had lunch together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and omg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shes the first chinese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that i see eating chilli padi like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nothing...power sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den like dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;boring sia today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i was luck van din meet me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and to dat idiot who was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;suppose &lt;/span&gt;to meet me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ur dead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114278147624231769?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114278147624231769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114278147624231769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114278147624231769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114278147624231769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/werk.html' title='werk..'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114269761926987414</id><published>2006-03-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T00:00:19.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urghhh.. happee?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;People who made my day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;saturday... a day we should be at res's house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to watch movie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;in the end,..as usual..it got cancelled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im not realli angri cos of dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its just that sometimes i feel and am convinced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that i waste money on sms-es..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;people who dun reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;like seriously.. it pisses me off .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and i wuld be like a stupid shit waiting for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a fucking reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i mean there is the thing called the fucking phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and im not like asking u to tok to me like fer long hours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just a fucking answer would just make my day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;like wat??  it wuld be over under a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fuck it if its late..i sleep late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i appreacite it if ppl tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at least i will know and wuld not leave me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; like a stupid shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyhows...i went out with qiao yuan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and chew wei in the afternoon!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;had soo much fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i've never luff my guts out and feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so happy for loike a long long time sia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i mean the oder day with jules was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;enjoyable hahah..but she's a poly fren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i meant sec sch fren...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ate at lunch at anchorpoint!!! so long havent been there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den saw lawrence(facilitator) can u believe it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;with his soo not good looking galfren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahahah...he was shocked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dat was cute..hees..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den we went queensway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; get the qiao yuan's camp stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-shampoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-shoe bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-shorts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;uhh den we end up shopping..hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;qiao yuan got a skirt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i got a bag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chew wei gt a realli nice top and a skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and her belt!! was realli nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den i met my sis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we went to watch dorm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;went to pizza hut where she werked return the uniform...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;walau ehs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so many mats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so disgusting lahz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ewww...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she blanja me..the whole thing food and movie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den i blanja her back..heh oni a milkshake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she was happy aniways..so its cool!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;man we crapped..and luffed!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;was so fun going out with her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den we bitch abt people..hees..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;like wats new..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;IN FACT...IM HAPPY THAT I WENT OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WITH THEM!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;woo hoo...instead of feeling shitty and angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i felt yeyness and happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love u gys man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114269761926987414?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114269761926987414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114269761926987414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114269761926987414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114269761926987414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/urghhh-happee.html' title='Urghhh.. happee?'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114260987378258875</id><published>2006-03-17T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:45:47.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;more pictures!!! woo hoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/EDITED%20ANGELS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/EDITED%20ANGELS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jules and me at the back of dennis car...nyahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/nyam%20nyam%20edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/nyam%20nyam%20edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;van eating mc donalds cos shes super uber hungry at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/edited%20hiak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/edited%20hiak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this again is my dear jules in our art camp.... fuyooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and to my hot hot sexy vanessa..dun worri..ill make ur pictures work!!! luv ya huns!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114260987378258875?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114260987378258875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114260987378258875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114260987378258875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114260987378258875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114260043021492065</id><published>2006-03-17T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:00:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dun want history to repeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;firstly to amirah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;darling we are a group..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its not as if we hear from u every day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when ur at sydney..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so ppl tend to ask around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and for that matters its oni me or res or feez or wan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tt has contact with u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the rest rarely does..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and they deserve to know that u may not come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and anyway i havent tell them lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;which i might 2morro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;urghhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how do u expect me to shut up like dat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i did dat once with tanya and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im not gonna repeat that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im trying not to hate her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;fer doing that ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hais...i do hope u understand..=[.. sobs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114260043021492065?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114260043021492065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114260043021492065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114260043021492065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114260043021492065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='-.-&quot;'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114258667959140306</id><published>2006-03-17T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T17:11:19.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Not scary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ehhhh...i dun understand the storyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i am currently watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ghost of mae nak..return of nang nak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its supposed to be scary!!but its not!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sooo dumb!! i was luffing at the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;firstly the ghost is soo dumb!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;go chase the person fer wat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;u want that thing take lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;u go stalk them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;like how dumb??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;den wah lau the make up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;luffing matter..i wasn't scary..ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ok..lucky i din watch it in the movies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;if not it wuld be a waste of money sia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;now i wanna watch dorm...who wanna go wiff me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114258667959140306?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114257999999044422</id><published>2006-03-17T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:20:00.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture fun..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Picture fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all of us know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when someone is bored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and has nothing better to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or has completed what they wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and have spare time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;will resort to crappy stuff to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i did just that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was fun...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok people i did this under 20 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all thanks to photoshop!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/edited%203%20of%20us..and%20the%20fan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jules van and myself at mc cafe...just outside shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/edited%20riri%20n%20van.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vanny and riri...same place..( im too lazy to open a newer folder so just grab watever i could)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/1600/JULES%20EDITED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5353/380/320/JULES%20EDITED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; this is jules screaming at me..i forget wat i did..and i think dan took this pic..or was it riri? no idea..hahahah.(hope u guys can see what i type in the pic..=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok i hope u guys enjoy...i dunnoe whether u guys can take the pic or not..but if can good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if cant..ask me babes... chao..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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fun..'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114243184981157529</id><published>2006-03-15T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T22:10:49.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bad Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im using green..i find dis green nice..hees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;firstly i feel really really bad for cancelling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;our outing daniel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sorry yea..cos i din feel like working anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im just so tired and i dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;maybe when sem 2 start and when i noe my schedules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;is better fer me..den i noe when im free..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so with the shitty feeling i woke up ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i realised my cousin was at my sister room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cos she came to tutor her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;with my morning swings i just ignored her and took my clothes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;took a bath..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den uh..sat in front of the tv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den on my lappy chatted wif van n jules and pris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and shiyun..and wan and ian and i dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;arghh..cleaned the house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den mum came home..wat surprise -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;scolded me with the excuse of the house being messy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how dumb is dat? i cleaned it lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it was like sparkling clean..i even mopped the floor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;aiya..dun care lioaz la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she keep scolding me..if i say back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she scold me fer being rude..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and when i shut up..she scold me y i keep quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wah den she want me to do wat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;really looking forward to this saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;den ill meet my darlings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we're gonna be at a mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;vie marathon at res's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;woo hoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dun u people dare cancel it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i dun care..we go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hmms..i keep feeling tired like siao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;crazy sia... i dun even noe why!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahaha am i stress? but stress fer wat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-.-" dumb rite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;arghhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;now im sitting in the living room and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my sis is watching "teman anugerah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;stupid show!!! so melodramatic can??!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so malay!! eeee disgusting!! pui pui pui!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;walau ehz act cute lei!! wth?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cannot stand it sia!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;eeeeeeeeee..and im now disgusted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so disgusting!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;pui!pui!pui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;oh i can't bloody caps lock anything cos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;this stupid blog will still make it in small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;letters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114243184981157529?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114243184981157529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114243184981157529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114243184981157529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114243184981157529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/terrible-day.html' title='Terrible day..'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114210642084224495</id><published>2006-03-12T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T03:47:00.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuupid moviee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Date Movie? Stupid Shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm went PS yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;res wanted to buy some stuff..&lt;br /&gt;den...we had lunch at KFC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh den shu and i wanted to buy  slippers ar..&lt;br /&gt;but cant decide..so we buy sum days okies?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get tt red or black one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shoppin fer al's birthday&lt;br /&gt;den feez shoppin fer her sis's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so broke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh we watched Date Movie&lt;br /&gt;at lot 1 cos cant get the tix at PS..&lt;br /&gt;and res went home earlier..&lt;br /&gt;so we teman her den watch arx..&lt;br /&gt;we were late..&lt;br /&gt;oni 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau ehz..the story no plot one lor...&lt;br /&gt;so merepek..&lt;br /&gt;and then oni a few luffable scenes..&lt;br /&gt;and they weren't hard luffs&lt;br /&gt;just some "heh ok.."&lt;br /&gt;waste my money lahz!!&lt;br /&gt;it was like $9.50!!!&lt;br /&gt;plus there was no &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Air-conditioning!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it broke down!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i will thus rate the movie..... 1/1000  out of 5 stars!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Stupid slenger show!! so sickening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3 of us were fuming mad lah after the show...so spastic..bdh sei!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sighs...i miss jules van riri pris yani and dan...sian ar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shuld we go out some time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*pris i noe ur upset wif me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im sorry...sighs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;* baby i not angry with u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;im just upset abt ur frens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;they are so insincere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;they make me feel like shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;around u  guys..or fer that matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i kinda stereotyped all of uh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;how do i say this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ur religion? ur kind? i dunno..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114210642084224495?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114210642084224495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114210642084224495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114210642084224495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114210642084224495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/stuupid-moviee.html' title='Stuupid moviee'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114199499520379447</id><published>2006-03-10T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T20:49:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shopping!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...at west mall -___________-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like irritated in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;hahah den i went paragon...&lt;br /&gt;go teman my couzin..&lt;br /&gt;im starting on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;..metro..&lt;br /&gt;under shoe sales..&lt;br /&gt;sianz...&lt;br /&gt;oh and im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; working &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;on sunday&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..i have to find a weekday job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe y im more desprate..&lt;br /&gt;i went shopping wif mum..&lt;br /&gt;den...i bought blouse..pants..&lt;br /&gt;shoes...hahahah..and contacts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!! i spent like 200 bucks..die lah...&lt;br /&gt;have to get job!!&lt;br /&gt;im more desperate now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm ok.. to the "..." tagger..&lt;br /&gt;firstly i dunnoe who u are..&lt;br /&gt;i dun think u even have the right to criticise&lt;br /&gt;my friends...&lt;br /&gt;u dun noe them and u dun understand how they werk..&lt;br /&gt;so u culd just back off...&lt;br /&gt;i love them..that i know..&lt;br /&gt;and i know they love me too&lt;br /&gt;if they are not there literally&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt mean they are never there..&lt;br /&gt;so i think u just leave us be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114199499520379447?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114199499520379447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114199499520379447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114199499520379447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114199499520379447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/shopping.html' title='Shopping!!!!'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114179332646722445</id><published>2006-03-08T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T12:48:46.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiyai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh what a day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yey!!! everything between me and ian worked out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha we're best of friends...dats about it..hehs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies...other than giving a reality check on some people..&lt;br /&gt;i did nothing..wait..&lt;br /&gt;i did the house chores and i help my brother do his home econs project..&lt;br /&gt;can u believe it..its so dumb..i hate home econs!! hahah i oni liked the food..&lt;br /&gt;wat's the surprise there?hahaha..i dun like the veges thou..yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel tired sei..so lethargic..oh yea im going fer the apm!!! anugerah planet musik!!&lt;br /&gt;its a music awards fer the malay songs fer those who aren't familiar with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm ok relationships...love...uhhh mixed feelings? haha&lt;br /&gt;man its sucky to be caught up in these stuff...&lt;br /&gt;hais...i dun think im thinking shallow on some people...&lt;br /&gt;im just stating what  i think..&lt;br /&gt;hais...i dunnoe wat to say ....so..good luck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yey!! ian's back in church service!! haha&lt;br /&gt;happy fer him..uh ok...&lt;br /&gt;i think im ok fer now..have no regrets..&lt;br /&gt;oh yea! i wanna go out wif u guys!!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out!!!&lt;br /&gt;watch movie??!&lt;br /&gt;go out?!!&lt;br /&gt;go!! go!go!!&lt;div 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title='Aiyai...'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114171354062407873</id><published>2006-03-07T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T14:41:20.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't have ya</title><content type='html'>urghh..&lt;br /&gt;stop it please for your own sake..&lt;br /&gt;seriously..&lt;br /&gt;i have had enuff of ur reasoning...&lt;br /&gt;we can't be together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told u over and over again..&lt;br /&gt;ur making me realli mad..&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan people hating me just cos im with u..&lt;br /&gt;i hate it!!hate it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like taking a frying pan&lt;br /&gt;and knock on ur head!!&lt;br /&gt;how blind can u be..&lt;br /&gt;go pray or sumthing!&lt;br /&gt;im sure there is a lot for u to pray about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114171354062407873?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114171354062407873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114171354062407873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114171354062407873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114171354062407873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/cant-have-ya.html' title='Can&apos;t have ya'/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114164659005988456</id><published>2006-03-06T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:03:10.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Religion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;note* this is an entry i wuld like to share. not meaning to be disrespectful of the other religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sighss...here goes..&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 like this guy..this guy likes me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but we're both of different religion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;he's a devoted christian and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm a devoted muslim..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wat is more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;he is a church leader &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a person who the young ones look up to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a person whose religion.. a priority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;he believes in the BIBLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i,  the QURAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 religions that have so many similarities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yet different in so many more ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Christians are not to have a partner in anoder religion.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so this is a problem we were facing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;he was urged by his many church mates(they were church leaders too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not to be with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;they even have a word to word with me stating facts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;truthfully i was hurt beyond comprehension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;felt my heart break  a thousand pieces, stabbed a million of times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i felt like shit..i even hated the christians by then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was sarcastic to my many frens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hate them..i felt so betrayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was angry at the church leaders..angry wif van.&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 then think..and think y are they like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but then i realised its not them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and that i have to respect what they believe in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i started to love them again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;think of all those nice memories we shared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the luffter...&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 loved them back and felt so guilty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i apologised..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and now....&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 LOVE THEM...AND CHERISH THEM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IM SO SORRI IF I WAS HARSH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I DID NOT MEAN IT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybe a lil? cos i was realli upset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sorry...&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 guess we have our differences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey ..thats life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we cant change  it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im glad i have my muslim frens by my side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; my christian frens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aiya just glad dat all my frens are with me on this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im still sad..but i cannot do anithing to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its heartbreaking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sorry long entry...=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114164659005988456?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114164659005988456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114164659005988456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114164659005988456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114164659005988456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/religion.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114148897248101827</id><published>2006-03-05T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:16:12.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAT WAS SOOOO STUPID NISA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DUMB dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i hate that&lt;br /&gt;im so sorri....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114148897248101827?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114148897248101827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114148897248101827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114148897248101827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114148897248101827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/03/dat-was-soooo-stupid-nisa-dumb-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114130163372419050</id><published>2006-03-02T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T20:13:53.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;don't tell me who i am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my nails in striking pink.&lt;br /&gt; yes.&lt;br /&gt;striking.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i wanted it in dat color.&lt;br /&gt;but accidents do happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to the class.&lt;br /&gt;The gals were of cos like asking.&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind.&lt;br /&gt;and these guys were like saying.&lt;br /&gt;ee why dat color?!&lt;br /&gt;like seriously...i repeat i din want dat color&lt;br /&gt;it was suppose to accompany the baby pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of da guys were like ok dats it.&lt;br /&gt;but this idiot kept rambling.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously..&lt;br /&gt;and kept saying "nisa this si soooo not u"&lt;br /&gt;like stupidy has struck u or sumting?&lt;br /&gt;u've only known me fer like half of a freaking year.&lt;br /&gt;and u tell me dat?!&lt;br /&gt;hello i use to color my nails ok?&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean i use tudong i cant do watever i like.&lt;br /&gt;and i color my nails in watever color that pleases me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the nails are mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how bloddy stupid can one get. seriously shuddup!&lt;br /&gt;irritating basket case man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what do guys know anyway...stupidity of shits...&lt;br /&gt;hmm maybe i'll color my hair &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;striking pink!all pink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity my hair can't be shown.&lt;br /&gt;sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urggh..damn pissed lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my sister do not want to take her medication&lt;br /&gt;and winds up in hospital&lt;br /&gt;my god...just take the damn medicine can??&lt;br /&gt;mum is screaming herself out..&lt;br /&gt;cos &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i did not take care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah typical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to all those idiots out there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am who i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u dun like me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u dun like what i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u think u noe better? save it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;leave! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;just leave...its better dat way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it will save u frm my sarcasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114130163372419050?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114130163372419050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm so Freaking Bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..i have finished cognitive..like so fast sia..first time...&lt;br /&gt;and now im bored!!&lt;br /&gt;like seriously..&lt;br /&gt;all my crazy nincomptoops are gone...&lt;br /&gt;hais...to IKEA!! idiot them lahz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope van's feeling better...&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friday maybe ..MAYBE..&lt;br /&gt;the class is going out together..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114111200604767801?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114111200604767801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;missing you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god...im missing a lot of people...&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family...&lt;br /&gt;i miss my siblings alot ok...&lt;br /&gt;im missing my animal farmers...&lt;br /&gt;im missing vannesa lee..&lt;br /&gt;vanessa soh too..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;this is wierd having to type ur ser name..&lt;br /&gt;i miss sharin.hope ur feeling better...&lt;br /&gt;i miss jules..pris...and i miss YANI!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaks..&lt;br /&gt;i miss my pink *uh hmmm*.. too...hais i searched under my bed already..&lt;br /&gt;dun have...aiyai...&lt;br /&gt;i miss my PJ01-02A people...them as in them in actual..&lt;br /&gt;hais...&lt;br /&gt;i miss playing bowling..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play!!&lt;br /&gt;snooker too!!&lt;br /&gt;i miss ice-cream and milkshakes...&lt;br /&gt;i miss...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114082983671158471?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114082983671158471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114082983671158471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114082983671158471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114082983671158471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/02/missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114078452785446751</id><published>2006-02-24T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T20:35:27.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post if for that someone..&lt;br /&gt;i feel that we're going apart...&lt;br /&gt;u've been there fer me.&lt;br /&gt;but lately u kinda pulled away..&lt;br /&gt;did i angered u?&lt;br /&gt;did i say something to hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;i din mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brother will come home 2morro..but sister still has to stay for all other check ups..&lt;br /&gt;haish..i miss them..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all who have given their prayers..&lt;br /&gt;appreaciate it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114078452785446751?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114078452785446751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114078452785446751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114078452785446751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/114078452785446751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/02/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114061617964393033</id><published>2006-02-22T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:49:39.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*SOBsss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argghh!!! my sis and bro are in hospital now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bother had a freaking high fever....DENGUE fever!!! was rushed to the hospital jsut now..lucky mum was home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister needs blood transfusion...i dunnoe wat now...mum is there wit them..&lt;br /&gt;i feel...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;helpless&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;insecure...sick to the stomach...nervous...worried sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;shit lah...sobss........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114061617964393033?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/114061617964393033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=114061617964393033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wat i'm feeling these days..&lt;br /&gt;emptyness i gues..i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;does dat make me a robot?&lt;br /&gt;incapable of feelings?&lt;br /&gt;heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...im currently awake at this moment of time..&lt;br /&gt;seriously..its so sickening&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tok to someone but who?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...pity..&lt;br /&gt;they are busy i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun toking to danIAL...&lt;br /&gt;stupid  him luff at me..&lt;br /&gt;i was so spastic lah...&lt;br /&gt;can hear it frm me on monday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur so gonna luff ur ass off lah..&lt;br /&gt;spastic me..=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i dunnoe if i can take any of these pressure longer...*&lt;br /&gt;*i hate it..hate hate hate*&lt;br /&gt;*but im too tired to hate..wat am i rambling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-114007103474633876</id><published>2006-02-16T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T14:23:54.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Skipped Class!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sooo irritated...den yea wth rite..&lt;br /&gt;syimah, shiyun and me..&lt;br /&gt;we go library..&lt;br /&gt;do crappy stuff ..muahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys...fer listening to my crappy stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;luv yas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-114007103474633876?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-113983368732711628</id><published>2006-02-13T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:28:07.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VALENTINES'S DAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what it wuld be in RP..&lt;br /&gt;first valentine in RP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY..&lt;br /&gt;bullied as usual..&lt;br /&gt;so no comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile people...no dates?..&lt;br /&gt;i'll be ur date!!&lt;br /&gt;despite having one..hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-113983368732711628?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/113983368732711628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=113983368732711628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/113983368732711628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/113983368732711628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentiness-day.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-113974969602192555</id><published>2006-02-12T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:08:16.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cannot! Cannot! Cannot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh i think im falling for someone&lt;br /&gt;but i can't!! he has a girlfriend!!&lt;br /&gt;i din noe i was actualli falling fer him&lt;br /&gt;until a few days ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's nice lah..&lt;br /&gt;can get a long very well&lt;br /&gt;i like his company..&lt;br /&gt;all my shitty and crappy stuff dissapears ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..but i cannot!!!&lt;br /&gt;asked jules dear...&lt;br /&gt;(she teased me first!)&lt;br /&gt;she said she knew it..&lt;br /&gt;aiyai..how?how??HOW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm put tt behind me first lahz...&lt;br /&gt;ok..updates!!&lt;br /&gt;i dun realli quite like this class much as i used to&lt;br /&gt;hais... i feel so dissapointed wif myself..&lt;br /&gt;my actions, my speech...&lt;br /&gt;arggh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know im not the oni one wif this feeling!!&lt;br /&gt;hee...=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my skin..hope u guys like it..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-113974969602192555?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/113974969602192555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=113974969602192555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/113974969602192555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/113974969602192555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/02/cannot-cannot-cannot-oh-gosh-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12611264.post-113947289388066685</id><published>2006-02-09T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T16:14:53.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY'S CULTURE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo hoo...its cool man...&lt;br /&gt;heh my team did the one wif the internet or mobile..&lt;br /&gt;so fun lah..yani darls,nimmi and jannah helped..&lt;br /&gt;arafah and her fren too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bad news..syimah's fone is lost...&lt;br /&gt;hmm mas and i are gonna ask the security later..&lt;br /&gt;she may have put it in the store..&lt;br /&gt;high chance its stolen..hope the ppl give it back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..in class...cos i freaking sing..&lt;br /&gt;dat stupid barney lah!!&lt;br /&gt;walau ehz...&lt;br /&gt;make me sing....&lt;br /&gt;stupid idiot...now i cant go home and stuck here&lt;br /&gt;hais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye ppl..sharin i hope ur feeling ok..luv u babe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12611264-113947289388066685?l=irrational-babe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/113947289388066685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12611264&amp;postID=113947289388066685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/113947289388066685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12611264/posts/default/113947289388066685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://irrational-babe.blogspot.com/2006/02/todays-culture-woo-hoo.html' title=''/><author><name>niSa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10762185480246135625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
