<?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-4452046806574301586</id><updated>2011-07-30T19:14:06.079-07:00</updated><category term='I love that book. :)'/><category term='i`m realli sorry'/><category term='I really miss you... i really do'/><category term='deaminated'/><category term='ASI ES LA VIDA. =)'/><category term='Speak The Words On Your Lips'/><category term='Falling And Falling...'/><category term='Strange Stranger'/><category term='21 Steps To Happiness'/><category term='If only you were in my shoes'/><category term='endless hectic life'/><category term='i`m thinking of you'/><category term='I still miss my angel...'/><category term='How I wish...'/><category term='Repeated History.'/><category term='waiting for a beautiful death'/><category term='what a good word.. &quot;dog&quot;'/><category term='i miss you.. really i do'/><category term='L.O.V.E'/><category term='token of love.'/><category term='asi es la vida'/><category term='SHUT THE HELL UP'/><category term='angel'/><category term='minus I guess'/><category term='God.. Please protect Him...'/><category term='God Is Great'/><category term='Love you'/><category term='`I hate myself.'/><category term='To be his guardian angel'/><category term='Razor blades can be quite dangerous baby'/><category term='I just wanna close my eyes and don`t wanna wake up'/><category term='when daddy`s little girl has a secret'/><category term='she is so not my type'/><category term='ouh la la..'/><category term='colour me fate'/><category term='I know that it is too late'/><category term='el amor es ciego'/><category term='shhh... =D'/><category term='fairytales'/><category term='Still missing my angel'/><category term='Guilty Guilty Guilty'/><category term='nt his kiss of death'/><category term='Marshmallow magic'/><category term='History..'/><category term='quien sera....'/><category term='i miss you... really'/><title type='text'>Dear diary;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1318639375363318203</id><published>2009-11-14T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:18:13.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Sv-c9i-zk4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/hWqwNNRwKDU/s1600-h/mjpaintingbmpef3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Sv-c9i-zk4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/hWqwNNRwKDU/s320/mjpaintingbmpef3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404210659044070274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am better off dead. I just cannot survive with a family like this. Oh God, I don`t mind if you want to take me away although I know I have more sins than good deeds. I am giving up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1318639375363318203?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1318639375363318203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1318639375363318203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1318639375363318203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1318639375363318203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-better-off-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Sv-c9i-zk4I/AAAAAAAAAPo/hWqwNNRwKDU/s72-c/mjpaintingbmpef3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1318602279940490394</id><published>2009-11-14T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:33:35.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It`s 12:15 midnight right now. I am all alone now. The parents have gone to bed and I am waiting for the sister to come home from I don`t know where. Whatever. I am not going to ask her wherebouts. I am just sick and tired. I had a really good chat with my other sister (Hend) and my friend Zoe. I love them eventhough we just chat through the cyber life. How are we suppossed to meet? We are wayy too far apart. Hend really opens up my eyes. She always reminds me to think and remember of Allah. She can understand me perfectly. And Zoe, I hope you are alright now. I love you both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s 12:33 right now. Better hit the bed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1318602279940490394?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1318602279940490394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1318602279940490394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1318602279940490394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1318602279940490394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-1215-midnight-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-153364590059259503</id><published>2009-11-06T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:01:28.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I just wanna close my eyes and don`t wanna wake up'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I just really not into my family. Seriously. I know we are close as a family but we are very different. One good example is my Sister and me. People do not know that we are siblings. When we met her friends, they would say "Wah.. you both look very different." Not only physically, but characters too. She is wayy too friendly and talkative whereas I am too shy. I just can`t get her sometimes. She has a boyfriend and she would ask me to tag along with them when they go out at some times. C`monla... I don`t wanna play the third wheel. If you wanna have a date, just go out. Don`t pretend to invite me along. Just because you know that I will be all alone in the house and that I will be all lonely, you try to ask me out together with your boyfriend. Please laa... you know I am not the girl who loves to play gooseberry and yet you still ask me the same question. I know her. She would be all perky and cheerful when she has a date with her boyfriend that day and she would open up a conversation with me. She wanted me not to be offended when she went out with her boyfriend. Lame? -_-   At times when her boyfriend will be working and not going out with her, she would be boring and not as cheerful. Pretty obvious. I guess it`s about the age gap. 6 years difference. I guess that is why we cant really understand each other. Oh well...I hate it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-153364590059259503?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/153364590059259503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=153364590059259503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/153364590059259503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/153364590059259503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-i-just-really-not-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3929471223311332721</id><published>2009-10-30T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T06:19:25.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still missing my angel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SurnzY2mPcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nex-fwyikNo/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SurnzY2mPcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nex-fwyikNo/s320/mj.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398381973387754946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is It was really amazing!!! I wana watch it again. I just read Nisa`s blog and she said she actually cried when watching the movie with me. Awww Nisa, I actually cried too but I didn`t want you to know that. I miss him so much. I am planning to watch it again. Maybe. He was so hyper how can he died?? I don`t want to elaborate furthur.. I will just have a breakdown again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched SmackDown last night on TV3 (Malaysian channel) I miss watching WWE. Back then, it was known as WWF. I remember watching it with my Dad and my Sis. We would have snacks and our eyes would be glued onto the TV. My mom was working back then. So we were yelling and shouting at the wrestlers. You can consider that we were shouting and yelling at the TV. It was really fun. We would watch it until midnight and then we would fetch my Mom. I love the wrestlers back then. The Rock, John Cena, UnderTaker, Kane, Hardy Boys, Rey Mysterio, Triple Edge, Batista....I miss watching them! And Yes, I thought that Kane was really handsome when he wore his face mask and when he still had his long curly hair. Seriously... GOD! It turns out that he is NOT! Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss this people but I never had the chance to meet them in real life. Weird right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fan, Diana, P, Debbie, YDTTM, Y.A.N.A, re-unica, Roxii, Alexandra, Brenda, Kimmy and Hend Refai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of them but these are the one that are "close" to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;L-O-V-E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3929471223311332721?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3929471223311332721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3929471223311332721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3929471223311332721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3929471223311332721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it-was-really-amazing-i-wana.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SurnzY2mPcI/AAAAAAAAAPg/nex-fwyikNo/s72-c/mj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5390779463895195005</id><published>2009-10-26T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:09:16.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SuWfUetCO6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/6F-1KMem8t4/s1600-h/MJ-This_Is_It-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SuWfUetCO6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/6F-1KMem8t4/s320/MJ-This_Is_It-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396894902661561250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just 2 more days and finally I get to watch THIS IS IT!!! I can`t wait. I seriously can`t wait!! Gonna watch with Nisa. Miss her a lot. Gosh... please come 29 Oct...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can`t believe what I did today. I woke up at 4:30AM just to surf the internet. Yes, 4:30 IN THE MORNING. Well.. I had a valid reason for it. :) &lt;br /&gt;From 4:30AM to 6AM. Mother asked me what the heck I was doing with the lappy in the wee hours because seriously, it is my first time doing that. I said "Ouh nothing, I just can`t sleep." But hey, it`s quite fun surfing the net in the wee hours. Only you and your lappy in the dark room. I slept back after 6AM. Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m going to say this again. I can`t wait for THIS THURSDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my lovelies. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5390779463895195005?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5390779463895195005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5390779463895195005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5390779463895195005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5390779463895195005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-2-more-days-and-finally-i-get-to.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SuWfUetCO6I/AAAAAAAAAPY/6F-1KMem8t4/s72-c/MJ-This_Is_It-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3073510903724994891</id><published>2009-10-23T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T03:34:20.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Still missing my angel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I admit that this blog is so dusty. I am going to clean it with updates. I have plenty of time during this holidays but I am just plain lazy to update this blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First update: Went out with Syah on Wednesday to Tampines Library to return my books and to check out new books. Met her friend Sabrina at Tampines Library. She is so so cute! She is so perky and cheerful and loves to laugh. Bought takeaway meals at MacDonalds and headed to a "nearby" spot to hang out. The "nearby" spot happened to be a playground. Hehe! So we ate our takeaways at the playground. Talked, chit-chat and laughed. It was so peaceful and quiet there. To my surprise, there were 2 undercovers came towards us. They would like to see our I/C. Yes, I was in the state of shock and panic-striken. I was like omigosh! Did we do something worng? Is it illegal to eat at the playground? I was being ridiculous, I know. It turned out that they were just patroling. Phew! Plus, they even wished us Happy Holidays! What a friendly police! Heh! After that, we went to a "this" place. I can`t tell you where. We had a chit-chatting session and took pictures. Finally, home sweet home at around 7pm. Aisyah is the most long lasting friendship I`ve ever had. 9 years baybeh! I love you BFF sis! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I received the most shocking news. I was watching Rachel Ray when my Mother knocked on the door and shouted my name as loud as she could. She was from the market and in panic, she told me that she was robbed. Yes, she was robbed by a FREAKING Indian Guy. Fortunately, she was alright. Her wallet was snatched. There was only $8 plus in it. However, there`s a house key in the wallet. So my Dad reported it to the Police. The Police came to my house for THE FIRST TIME EVER. You can imagine all the commotion going on. I REALLY HOPE THAT FREAKING PATHETIC INDIAN GUY GET STRUCK BY A LIGHTNING. Go and find a JOB you DISGUSTING guy! So that is the news for today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.. I become a glutton this holidays. What I do the whole day is popping junkies into my mouth, watching TV, staring at the monitor, reading a book. I am so bored!&lt;br /&gt;What`s up with the 11:11 and 1:11 thingy? Yesterday, I happened to glance at the laptop time and it showed 11:11 am. And in the afternoon, I happened to glance at it again and it showed 1:11 pm. Coincidence much? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I love my new "cyber family!" I have a fun time chatting with them. They are so so fun to chat with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alritey then,&lt;br /&gt;enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3073510903724994891?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3073510903724994891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3073510903724994891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3073510903724994891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3073510903724994891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-admit-that-this-blog-is-so-dusty.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3109158866615402165</id><published>2009-10-12T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T06:23:14.044-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I still miss my angel...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am finally back! And N-Level is officially over! Well.. except for Mt O Level though. Whatever. So.. on the brighter side, this is the time for us to enjoy!! Wokay.. I know I am too hyper but this is what we call the life of a teenager. Exams are over and we need to enjoy right? Well... I don`t think my holidays will be going to be a fun one because basically, it is just the same old thing. Let`s wait and see if there will be any surprise. I really hope we can get out of Singapore this holidays. I don`t have any plans yet right now. I am searching up and down for a job. I do not want to decompose myself in this house doing nothing. I swear I`ll be a couch potato when I`m at home. Most probably, I will meet Bobo this Wednesday to try her Mac &amp; Cheese. She asked me what I wanna eat and she will be cooking for me. Aww... how sweet is that? On 29th Oct, Nisa and me will be catching This Is It Movie. I really can`t wait for that, I think I am going to do a countdown. I am 24/7 with this lappy and I am running out of websites. Other than that, I am still a bookworm. Books and laptop are my companion during the holidays. Oh well...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3109158866615402165?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3109158866615402165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3109158866615402165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3109158866615402165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3109158866615402165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-finally-back-and-n-level-is.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5503759555581935947</id><published>2009-09-23T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:15:15.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God Is Great'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I know it is the third day of Raya but it is not too late for me to wish Selamat Hari Raya to all Muslims out there. Well, first day of Raya was... boring. I didn`t feel the excitement and I was not enthusiastic at all. I love to listen to the Takbir. It gives a very special feeling. So, the first day of Raya.. basically we visited one house to another house. As usual, I would smile, eat and keep my mouth shut most of the time. Like I said, it was boring. The cousins are all matured now so it is impossible for us to play and get together like the olden days. We just smile to each other. Haha.. awkward. I would stay in my room when the relatives come to visit. Like yesterday, cousins on my Mom`s side came and I stayed in my room. Yes, I am very loyal to my room. :) Furthurmore, I am not an inch close with them so why bother? Plus, there was this guy(or should I say uninvited guest?)came to our house. He is my cousin`s boyfriend. I don`t mean to be rude but hello, he is not my relative and he is only a boyfriend to my cousin. Not officially attach. It`s like you visiting a stranger`s house. He should feel ashamed. Sorry for being rude here. Will update some other thime. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am trying to ask God&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do in this world?&lt;br /&gt;It takes eternity to search for the answer&lt;br /&gt;I am lost&lt;br /&gt;So lost that every direction &lt;br /&gt;Looks all the same to me&lt;br /&gt;I would gaze at the stars&lt;br /&gt;And find for the brightest one&lt;br /&gt;Hoping and wishing &lt;br /&gt;That an angel would save me&lt;br /&gt;And take me to another world&lt;br /&gt;Seperated from this bustling and hectic world&lt;br /&gt;And my life in this world&lt;br /&gt;Would be over..&lt;br /&gt;I wish and I hope..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5503759555581935947?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5503759555581935947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5503759555581935947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5503759555581935947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5503759555581935947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-it-is-third-day-of-raya-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-9136523381630842672</id><published>2009-09-15T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:00:13.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I watched VMA(Video Music Awards) yesterday on Youtube and I tell you, Kayne West is such a jerk!I know most of you already watched it and heard about it but I`m still not satisfied. How dare he said that Taylor Swift should not be the one to receive the award. ANd guess what he said? He said it out loud to thousands of the audience out there that Beyonce should win the award. You should look at Beyonce`s face. She went OMG?!! And poor Taylor Swift! She just stood there, speechless! What the hell is wrong with that jerk? I guess he was drunk that he didn`t realised what he was saying. I`m starting to hate him. Well... apart from that, the tribute to M.J was amazingly fantabulous! Janet Jackson was awesome... She is one strong lady I`ve known.. Her performance was magical... And Madonna`s speech made me speechless... Even PINK (yes, the rockstar) went emotional.. Wow... If only I were there, I would scream and shout my heart out along with the rest during the performance... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Long Live The King*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-9136523381630842672?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/9136523381630842672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=9136523381630842672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/9136523381630842672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/9136523381630842672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-watched-vmavideo-music-awards.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-2165822779976351842</id><published>2009-09-11T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T07:48:49.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God.. Please protect Him...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hi. I know that N-Level is coming and I`m not supposed to post during this eleventh hour but I just have to. I need to relieve my stress here. So.. I just wanna say that I made quite a number of pen-pals through a special website. A website where we can all unite and bond together when it comes to this certain topic. I cannot reveal the topic coz I`m sure that some of you people will get sick and tired of it. No, it`s not a dirty topic or whatsoever crap. I seriously can`t wait for N-Level to be over. I will have 2 and a half solid months to enjoy myself and have all the fun I want. Hari Raya is only 9 days away and I`m not in the mood to celebrate it. Like obviously, one of the reason is none other than bloody N-Level. And the second reason is.... nevermind, you don`t have to know. I don`t wanna cry again. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Malam Lailatulqadar lebih baik dan mulia dari seribu malam.*&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that God will protect me..&lt;br /&gt;I hope the angel that I miss the most is looking down at me from heaven and will pray for me...Just the same as I pray for him everyday.. *I miss you so much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates about SS and Eng N-Level: SS- Quite complicated but hopefully I`ll pass.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Eng- Manageable. Average. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Let God create my path in this world...I`m just a human being and I`ll die one fine day. We all do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna express my feelings through lyrics... So, this is my lyric for the day..This is exactly what I feel..&lt;br /&gt;Forgive Me. I know it is too late.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I`m sure that we will meet in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;One Sweet Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey &amp; Boyz II Men: One Sweet Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I never told you &lt;br /&gt;All I wanted to say &lt;br /&gt;And now it's too late to hold you &lt;br /&gt;'Cause you've flown away &lt;br /&gt;So far away &lt;br /&gt;Ayyy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MC:]&lt;br /&gt;Never had I imagined &lt;br /&gt;Living without your smile &lt;br /&gt;Feeling and knowing you hear me &lt;br /&gt;It keeps me alive &lt;br /&gt;Alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[all:]&lt;br /&gt;And I know you're shining down on me from heaven &lt;br /&gt;Like so many friends we've lost along the way &lt;br /&gt;And I know eventually we'll be together &lt;br /&gt;[MC: Together]&lt;br /&gt;One sweet day &lt;br /&gt;[MC:]&lt;br /&gt;Evetually I'll see you in heaven... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B II M:]&lt;br /&gt;Darling, I never showed you (I never showed you) &lt;br /&gt;Assumed you'd always be there (I thought you'd always be there) &lt;br /&gt;I took your presence for granted &lt;br /&gt;But I always cared &lt;br /&gt;([MC:] But I always cared) &lt;br /&gt;And I miss the love we shared &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[all:]&lt;br /&gt;And I know you're shining down on me from heaven &lt;br /&gt;Like so many friends we've lost along the way &lt;br /&gt;And I know eventually we'll be together &lt;br /&gt;[MC: Together]&lt;br /&gt;One sweet day &lt;br /&gt;[MC:] Eventually I'll see you in heaven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B II M:]&lt;br /&gt;Although the sun will never shine the same &lt;br /&gt;I'll always look to a brighter day &lt;br /&gt;[MC:] &lt;br /&gt;Yeah &lt;br /&gt;Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep &lt;br /&gt;You will always listen as I pray &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[all:] &lt;br /&gt;And I know you're shining down on me from heaven &lt;br /&gt;Like so many friends we've lost along the way &lt;br /&gt;And I know eventually we'll be together &lt;br /&gt;[MC:] Together&lt;br /&gt;One sweet day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[all:]&lt;br /&gt;And I know you're shining down on me from heaven &lt;br /&gt;Like so many friends we've lost along the way &lt;br /&gt;And I know eventually we'll be together &lt;br /&gt;[MC:] Together&lt;br /&gt;One sweet day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[MC:] Sorry I never told you (oooh) &lt;br /&gt;[all:] All I wanted to say &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-2165822779976351842?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2165822779976351842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=2165822779976351842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2165822779976351842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2165822779976351842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3714691563867155102</id><published>2009-08-31T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T06:08:00.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God Is Great'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Okay.. this blog has been collecting dust for quite some time due to my hectic and chaotic life. So... we are having prelim now and N-Level is just around the corner. Wow. Time flies really fast. And it is the 10th Day Of Ramadhan so yea. Oh yes, since I have nothing interesting stuffs to post, I am going to post about these 2 very special people that has contributed so much to this world. Although they are not in this world anymore, they are still being remembered and will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: Princess Diana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SpvIEjrl74I/AAAAAAAAAPI/k-5GlTJZzt0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SpvIEjrl74I/AAAAAAAAAPI/k-5GlTJZzt0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376110560819933058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. although I don`t really know much stuffs about Princess Diana, I still have the basic idea who she is. All I can say is that she is the most beautiful princess on Earth. The most caring, gentle and full of love. And yes I am using present tense as I think she is still a the most beautiful princess I`ve ever seen. And why I am writing about her today? Because today, 31st August, was the day she met with an accident and eventually died. 31st August 1997. May You Rest In Peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: M.J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SpvJ5TCCAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lC85uZOshxU/s1600-h/mj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SpvJ5TCCAKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lC85uZOshxU/s320/mj2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376112566395338914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am late by 2 days. He should be celebrating his 51st Birthday on 29th of August. However, God Loves Him More. I don`t wanna talk about him coz I know I will break down. Happy 51st. May God Protect You And Bless You. Al-Fatihah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That`s it. I guess I have to stop here. Till whenever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tears are still&lt;br /&gt;Rolling&lt;br /&gt;But I Have To Be Strong&lt;br /&gt;Coz I Know That You &lt;br /&gt;Will Be There.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3714691563867155102?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3714691563867155102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3714691563867155102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3714691563867155102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3714691563867155102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SpvIEjrl74I/AAAAAAAAAPI/k-5GlTJZzt0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4492494670066357720</id><published>2009-08-10T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T05:39:27.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God Is Great'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dad is getting on my nerve...Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sis finally reached Singapore yesterday. She bought me a blue top and it is really nice. Well.. I don`t really need that dress because she bought me another precious thing that I will really treasure it. She bought me M.J`s Book. Yes. I really really really love it. It is quite thick and I will only read it after the N-Level. Then, I can focus and concentrate on the book. It will be the most precious thing and I will keep it and treasure it. Thanks A Million Sis. Finally, you bought it for me. You Know Me.. :) Thanks Thanks Thanks!!!! :) I Love You Soo Much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... here is a random thing. I`ve read 4 books during the holidays. Unfortunately, I have already returned one book so there`s no picture of that book. No worries, you will get to see the other 3. I strongly reccommend you guys to read these books coz they are oh-so-fantabulous! And I will rate the books so you guys (or should I say girls)can know how good these books are. Ready??? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SoARxt5xRnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pbN7De-Hfyc/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SoARxt5xRnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pbN7De-Hfyc/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368310301658793586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one. Extreme Left. Speed Dating. It`s in a series so you have to follow all the series but it is really worth it. As you can see from the title, it is about Speed Dating. I will rate it 4 out of 5 bookmarks. Worth reading it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The middle one is Secret Santa. I am in Love with this book. Like seriously. It is about these students from high school who will be going to celebrate Christmas and they will have to play this game called Secret Santa where everyone would randomly picked a name and would have to give a Christmas present to the names that they have picked. Then, all the exciting thing happened. I will rate 5 out of 5 bookmarks. MUST READ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Killer Cruise. If you girls are into books that contain romance with a deadly twist, this book is for you. It`s a mixed of Love, Romance and Murder. I like It! I just finished reading it today. 4 out of 5 bookmarks for this book. Worth Reading It. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I guess I will do this "Introducing Books" after N-Level. I will have ample time to read and introduce good books for you people. I should call this "The Season Of Books" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Here...&lt;br /&gt;Have A Good Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Missing You,&lt;br /&gt;Angel.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, You Are An Angel&lt;br /&gt;In My Heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4492494670066357720?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4492494670066357720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4492494670066357720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4492494670066357720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4492494670066357720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/08/dad-is-getting-on-my-nerve.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SoARxt5xRnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/pbN7De-Hfyc/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4032704266883509674</id><published>2009-08-08T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T03:36:47.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God Is Great'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It`s Saturday today. National Day is tomorrow and I am going to celebrate it alone. Yes.. ALONE. My parents will be going to Melaka tomorrow for a wedding and my Sis is in K.L right now having fun with her friends. So that means I am all alone in Singapore. How patriotic I am? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the main reason is that I am too lazy to follow my parents to Melaka. I was supposed to follow my Sis to K.L on last Thursday but I really need to focus on the bloody Prelims and that nerve-wrecking N-Level. It is such a torture to see Sis with her friends at the airport all getting ready to board the plane. Yes... I have never board a plane in my whole life. So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what I am going to do tomorrow? Rotting at home, eating junkies, reading, studying,etc. Most probably, Bobo and Raimy will be coming over to my house for a movie marathon. Hopefully, they can make it so that my life will not be boring tomorrow. Hey... we can watch the NDP celebration tomorrow if they can go home late at night. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP advanced celebration yesterday at school was okay. I do not want to go further. It was quite boring. We received a file. Better than nothing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis will be back tomorrow night. Hurry up!!! The house is boring without you. I wonder what she bought for me.. Hmmm..:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Day Is Drawing Nearer.&lt;br /&gt;Your Very Special Day.&lt;br /&gt;I`ll Try Not To Cry.&lt;br /&gt;However, I Am Not Strong.&lt;br /&gt;You Are Being Missed Terribly.&lt;br /&gt;My Prayers Go With You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4032704266883509674?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4032704266883509674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4032704266883509674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4032704266883509674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4032704266883509674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-saturday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-2812394472938118336</id><published>2009-08-03T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T07:24:33.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God Is Great'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It is Monday today and the time is 10:10 pm now. Nice number. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be the shortest post ever. So tomorrow is Eng Prelim Paper and to be honest, I am not ready for it but I still have to sit for it. Hopefully I can do it. Insyaallah. I have tons and tons of stories to share with you people but I am running out of time. I NEED my sleep(hopefully I can dream of something nice or someone that I miss so much) someone that does not exist in this world anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will share the stories IF I have the time. Gotta Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has been my routine to pray for you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;God Is Great.&lt;br /&gt;And I Am Sure That God Will Love Us.&lt;br /&gt;Of Course, God Loves You.&lt;br /&gt;That Is Why You Are Not In This World Anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Because You Deserve A Merrier Life In The Another World.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully You Are Enjoying Yourself In The Hereafter World.&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-2812394472938118336?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2812394472938118336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=2812394472938118336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2812394472938118336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2812394472938118336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-is-monday-today-and-time-is-1010-pm.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3135476166601500049</id><published>2009-07-18T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T03:21:47.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I know that it is too late'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As usual, I am alone in the house right now. The rest of the family members are eating out with sis`s boyfriend. They asked me to tag along but I am just too lazy. I often spend my weekends alone as the other family members will surely have some plans by going out to somewhere in Singapore but I am loyal to this house. I guess I can be the security guard. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I`ve been coming home late for the past 3-4 days. Why? I need to complete my F&amp;N coursework. And it was all done yesterday! Finally. Alhamdullilah. &lt;br /&gt;N-Level and Prelim are drawing nearer and I have yet to do my revision. Lazy much? Yeap... Do not blame me. Blame on my mood. I just don`t have the mood to do my revision right now. Especially Maths! Whatever...I`ll try to force myself. &lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch APM later! Bobo.. remember to watch your Hujan. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speechless From Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is magical, that's how I feel &lt;br /&gt;But I have not the words here to explain &lt;br /&gt;Gone is the grace for expressions of passion &lt;br /&gt;But there are worlds and worlds of ways to explain &lt;br /&gt;To tell you how I feel &lt;br /&gt;But I am speechless, speechless &lt;br /&gt;That's how you make me feel &lt;br /&gt;Though I'm with you I am far away and nothing is for real &lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you I am lost for words, I don't know what to say &lt;br /&gt;My head's spinning like a carousel, so silently I pray &lt;br /&gt;Helpless and hopeless, that's how I feel inside &lt;br /&gt;Nothing's real, but all is possible if God is on my side &lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you I am in the light where I cannot be found &lt;br /&gt;It's as though I am standing in the place called Hallowed Ground &lt;br /&gt;Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel &lt;br /&gt;Though I'm with you I am far away and nothing is for real &lt;br /&gt;I'll go anywhere and do anything just to touch your face &lt;br /&gt;There's no mountain high I cannot climb &lt;br /&gt;I'm humbled in your grace &lt;br /&gt;Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel &lt;br /&gt;Though I'm with you I am lost for words and nothing is for real &lt;br /&gt;Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel &lt;br /&gt;Though I'm with you I am far away, and nothing is for real &lt;br /&gt;Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel &lt;br /&gt;Though I'm with you I am lost for words and nothing is for real &lt;br /&gt;SpeechlessYour love is magical, that's how I feel &lt;br /&gt;But in your presence I am lost for words &lt;br /&gt;Words like, "I love you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopefully God Will Listen To My Prayers.&lt;br /&gt;And Yes, It Is Too Painful And Hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;I Know That God Will Protect You.&lt;br /&gt;And God Will Protect Us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Missing Somone That Does Not Exist In This World Anymore&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3135476166601500049?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3135476166601500049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3135476166601500049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3135476166601500049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3135476166601500049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-usual-i-am-alone-in-house-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-8843918810697524749</id><published>2009-07-11T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:23:21.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I can`t believe that I am still feeling down and will break down easily every night. I know it sounds crazy but I don`t even understand why I should break down silently. I watched the M.J Memorial Service few days ago and I broke down again when his daughter made the surprise speech. Luckily I was in my room all alone. I can bet you that if I watched with my mum, she would say that I am crazy for crying over such a small matter and it does not related to me whatsoever. Furthurmore, I do not want to cry in front of my Mom. I would make such a fool of myself. My sis and I slept around 1+ am yesterday just for the sake of watching M.J videos. Funny! You will smile and laugh when you watch his private home videos. Seriously. It shows the real side of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had MT Oral last Thursday. I could not keep myslef calm. I just wanted to run away from the hall. I had no idea that there would be 2 invigilators. When I got to know it from Nabilah and Nisa, I wanted to kill myself. Imagine this, you need to have a conversation with 2 people in front of you,watching and staring at you all the way. Uncomfortable much? Hell yeah. The topic was about why and how teenagers get angry. Alhamdullilah, it was okay but I think I did it quite badly. Oh well.. it was over anyway. Coming up next, English Oral this coming Tuesday and I can predict my result. I am going to be seriously dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all alone in the house right now. The parents are out somewhere in Singapore while the elder Sis and her boyfriend are out to somewhere in Singapore. So there`s only me in the house. I don`t mind living alone as I can have my free time doing anything I like. Watcing Tv, eating, surfing the net, reading, dreaming and imagining things. I am a dreamer and when I am imagining sweet things, I will smile to myself. I can go to such an extent sometime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then, I think this post is getting nonsensical. I will stop here. Till whenever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when I look up to the sky, I wonder if you can see how hurt I am down here.&lt;br /&gt;I don`t care about Love right now as I am thinking about Life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-8843918810697524749?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8843918810697524749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=8843918810697524749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8843918810697524749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8843918810697524749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-believe-that-i-am-still-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-7998840115904606868</id><published>2009-07-05T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:29:18.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I do realise that life is only for temporary but I do not realise that when we are enjoying ourselves, we will tend to forget how short our lives will be. Devils are all around us and as humans, we are not perfect in every angle. We do not know when we will die. Hence we need to enjoy life to the fullest. On the other hand, if we enjoy life to the fullest, we tend to forget that we are over-enjoying life. And I think that is the most complicated thing in life. We need to enjoy life but there is a limit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always remember someone when that someone has gone. I wonder why because I am one of them. I will miss someone more when they are gone. When they are not in this world anymore. I happened to watch M.J Videos and there are thousands and millions of them who said they miss him even more and they would like M.J to be alive again although it is impossible. And again, I am one of them too. I happened to read a comment from someone that said she will cry everynight when she listens to his songs. I don`t wanna tell you if I cry too. Go and figure it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 12 days since M.J`s tragic death and I am still wondering what his actual religion is. Is he really a Muslim? Whatever it is, I really hope he is a Muslim. May Allah Bless Him And Forgive All His Sins. I hope he is leading a good life there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I re-read this, I am scared. I am scared of death. It comes without warning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to change the song for the time being. It`s my current favourite song although I know that it was released when I was around 2 years old. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-7998840115904606868?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/7998840115904606868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=7998840115904606868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7998840115904606868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7998840115904606868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-do-realise-that-life-is-only-for.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3293904018150628907</id><published>2009-06-26T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:52:05.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It`s already 11:34pm and I am still awake. I know that the night is still young and furthurmore, it is Friday Night but I need to wake up as early as 6 am tomorrow as we are off to Johor to take the clothes for Raya. Not for me but for Mom and Sis. I am not in the mood to celebrate Raya this year. Blame that freaking bloody N-Level. Same goes for next year though. Freaking O-Level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot believe that Michael Jackson is gone now. He is The King Of Pop and now that he is gone, the music industry will be dead. Well... it will not be as cheerful as usual. R.I.P MJ. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going to reopen this Monday and I am not ready for it. Hmphhhh.... I really hope that my eyes can be automatically open at 5:45am. If not, I will be dead meat. And there goes Mr Hafiz`s 'sweet' voice. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Question Here: Is it true that if you keep seeing 11:11 or 1:11, someone is missing you? Coz I glanced at my watch and it showed 11:11. In my opinion, it`s not true. Well.. it is not true in my situation.. Hopefully yours is ture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question above was from someone and since I am  just as curious as her, might as well I ask you guys here... or if not, you can just read it for fun and be as curious as us too coz we don`t even have the answer to that. Too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Random Thing: I Am Starving To Death. I ate fried rice just now but Sis bought the wrong one. -_- I just ate it anyway since I was famished. I Need Food. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss.You.But.Hate.You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3293904018150628907?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3293904018150628907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3293904018150628907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3293904018150628907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3293904018150628907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-already-1134pm-and-i-am-still-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1018327680227111835</id><published>2009-06-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T06:20:36.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I hate June Holidays and I hate School! How cool is that? I am waiting for November-December Holidays. I promise myself that I will enjoy my ass off all the way. Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept arnd 1+ am yesterday. Bobo and me were busy texting each other coz we were suffering from Insomnia. Right Bo?? Hahaha...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Singapore is really strict with education. Their main priority is absolutely education as we students still have to go to school next week despite the H1N1.  Well.. I don`t mind going to school to meet my friends but I really do MIND the assignments, revision, tests, exams, Prelim, courseworks, N-LEVEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bloody Bloody Bloody.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary School Life just Sucks. And I hate to be a teenager, a youth. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Hate Guys And I Hate Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1018327680227111835?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1018327680227111835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1018327680227111835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1018327680227111835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1018327680227111835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-june-holidays-and-i-hate-school.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-2931321604513543786</id><published>2009-06-15T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:28:56.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since I have nothing better to do and try to procastinate on my revision, I am doing different quizzes right now. Quizzes can be a fun thing to do during your leisure time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 10pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Heart is Feeling Broken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatisyourheartfeelingquiz/heart-3.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is pretty much destroyed right now, and it's hard for you to think of anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in deep despair, and sometimes it feels like you will never love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hear may be at its lowest point right now. Things can only get better from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, your heart is susceptible to: Being swept away by the wrong person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your current outlook on love: You find yourself wondering if love is ever worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love life will improve if you: Take a lot of steps back. You're in no shape to fall in love right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for: Anyone who may try to take advantage of your fragile state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourheartfeelingquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Heart Feeling?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Depressed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatmoodareyouinquiz/depressed.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it, you're feeling very down. Life is probably pretty difficult for you right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've had a bad day. That's understandable. But if you've been feeling sad a lot lately, you may need some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to take good care of yourself right now. You deserve some pampering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find joy wherever you can, even with small or silly things. Your life will get better over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmoodareyouinquiz/"&gt;What Mood Are You In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 24% Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhappyareyouquiz/happy-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not miserable, but you could stand to be a lot happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on what's right in the world, and you'll be happier than you ever thought possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhappyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Happy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 44% Emo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouemoquiz/emo-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not emo, but you're plenty thoughtful, unique, and even a little angsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouemoquiz/"&gt;Are You Emo?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Having a Blue Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcolordayareyouhavingquiz/blue.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the kind of day that challenges you to the core. You're going to have to stay cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the intelligence, skills, and drive to rise to the occasion. Your mind is sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While things may be a bit chaotic, you are still taking the time to reflect and be calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you are extra attractive and interesting to people. You are giving off a detached vibe, which is very intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolordayareyouhavingquiz/"&gt;What Color Day Are You Having?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess the quizzes are quite true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-2931321604513543786?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2931321604513543786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=2931321604513543786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2931321604513543786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2931321604513543786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/06/since-i-have-nothing-better-to-do-and.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1608192280456354759</id><published>2009-06-14T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T06:55:22.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally June InFocus is over! Thank God. I don`t think I can have a rest this two weeks. Even if I stayed at home, I need to help Mom babysit that kid. Babysit is a tiring job I tell you. And I guess, the kid is the hottest topic in this house. Almost everday they keep talking about him.. No, not almost. EVERYDAY. I am not saying that I am jealous. I am getting irritated. Annoying. Frustrated. And Mom said that most probably she would babysit his little sister-to-be. Oh Great. What? Do you want to turn the house into a nursery? Mom will be the principal and I`ll be the teacher. It`s not that I hate to babysit the kid but I need my time too. My own time. She will never understand her own daughter. Whatever...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SjT_JDIExsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/xOreQ04fG6g/s1600-h/nk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SjT_JDIExsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/xOreQ04fG6g/s320/nk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347179188518700738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;I guess I made it quite obvious that I didn`t have the mood. Sorry. It`s just that I have my own problem and I will solve it alone. Thanks for asking but I can only solve it on my own. It takes time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1608192280456354759?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1608192280456354759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1608192280456354759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1608192280456354759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1608192280456354759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-june-infocus-is-over-thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SjT_JDIExsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/xOreQ04fG6g/s72-c/nk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5752419860806439079</id><published>2009-06-11T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T07:12:57.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Repeated History.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SS class was chaotic! Mr Shahril was Fun Fun Fun!! The lesson was filled with laughter and I like that. The most boring subject turns out to be the most fun! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the last day of June InFocus. Yeay!!! At last! Geog and Bio. I need to survive for another day. I can do that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to that someone. Finally, you`ve achieved what you wanted. I am happy for you. Take good care of that someone. Once again, congratulations! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SjEPkPn6eVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/RmijKyrO-RI/s1600-h/mk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SjEPkPn6eVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/RmijKyrO-RI/s320/mk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346071348009138514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to hold back the tears but I failed. It seems like Dejavu... Pretend and Pretend, that`s what I will do. It seems like I am wearing an invisible smiling mask so that no one knows how it hurts inside. It`s the second time and I still failed. Repeated History. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5752419860806439079?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5752419860806439079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5752419860806439079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5752419860806439079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5752419860806439079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/06/ss-class-was-chaotic-mr-shahril-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SjEPkPn6eVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/RmijKyrO-RI/s72-c/mk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4936923800908877147</id><published>2009-06-07T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T05:48:58.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Siu3LBS6zNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gGNWa9qxFRg/s1600-h/MJZ2469.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Siu3LBS6zNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gGNWa9qxFRg/s320/MJZ2469.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344566782759455954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, we can be confused with our own feelings. For me, this happens most of the time. Yes, I don`t know what I am feeling right now. I can`t even tell what I am feeling. Weird? I guess so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am back to Korean songs and Korean Dramas. Influence?? Nah... wait.. Yes.. maybe I get a little influenced by my peers. Yes!!! Almost all of the classmates are into Korean songs, dramas and Korean Guys! Haha... ALMOST..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school tomorrow. Mom gave me the green light to skip lesson tomorrow but I know she was just kidding with me. MY Mom wants me to skip school? MY MOM?? Hahahaha... the world would turn upside down. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face the most difficult challenge with the brightest smile. I will try to do that. Just face the obstacles and it will be over in the blink of an eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-Level is coming nearer and we must go and fight that bloody major exam of the year. WE must wake up from our dreams and overcome it. We Can Do It!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not give me any high hope. I do not want to fall again. Please do not do that. I do not want to feel any tears on my cheek again coz I`ve had enough. If only we could have everything....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4936923800908877147?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4936923800908877147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4936923800908877147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4936923800908877147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4936923800908877147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes-we-can-be-confused-with-our.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Siu3LBS6zNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gGNWa9qxFRg/s72-c/MJZ2469.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3697964101959856622</id><published>2009-06-05T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:11:23.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guilty Guilty Guilty'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I hate being sick. I have used tons and tons of tissue and I keep sneezing within seconds. Yes.. sneezing can be tiring and I have no energy left. Plus, the sore throat is killing me and as usual, I will not talk until it recovers. I always do that and it works! I was not in the mood to do F&amp;N and Maths and I wanted to go home but I survived until the end of the day. I am still a strong girl afterall. Hahaha...-_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am truly sorry about yesterday and I know it is my fault. Really... I really want you to let out all your problems to me and I am pleased that you trust me to be your listening ear. It`s just that yesterday I was extremely exhausted and I had to go. I am truly truly sorry. And now, the guilt is killing me. I feel so wrong...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3697964101959856622?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3697964101959856622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3697964101959856622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3697964101959856622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3697964101959856622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-being-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-2853068864167846314</id><published>2009-06-03T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T06:28:04.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally F&amp;N Practical Exam is Over!!!! Yes, Yes, Yes!!! InFocus tomorrow. 2 hours of English and 2 hours of SS. Oh yeay! Why not extend it to 4 hours instead? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really exhausted and dead beat. I really really need a break. Others have the oppurtunity to enjoy themselves while the Sec 4 in Tampines Secondary School need to sacrifice their holidays for InFocus in order to prepare for the upcoming N-Level. Please... I need a break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don`t feel like going to school tomorrow but I don`t wish my name to be announced by the DM when school reopens. If that happens, I will be in big trouble. I try to concentrate for 4 hours even if I can`t. At least I try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suffering from major headache... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to lie on my bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am signing off...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-2853068864167846314?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2853068864167846314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=2853068864167846314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2853068864167846314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2853068864167846314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-f-practical-exam-is-over-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-8222128648718787476</id><published>2009-05-30T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:19:54.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Had quite a lot of fun today. Went to Bedok Library. Waited for Bobo and surprisingly Kecik came. I guess it was a last minute plan. Checked out the books and Bobo had to put the books in a basket that is provided. They were like shopping for books I tell you! Hahaha!! Studied Malay for a while in the Library and decided to head to Tamp. Off we go but before that, accompanied Kecik to the photocopy shop. Then, headed to Century Square and had our lunch+dinner at Food Culture. Had a tour for a while at Tamp Mall and Tamp 1. Stopped by at Tamp Mall to buy Kecik`s takeaway food at LJS. Off we go to Tamp 1. The initial plan was to buy the delicious doughnuts at J.Co. Unfortunately, the queue was way too long and there were only certain flavours so just forget about it(although it was tempting!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Popular and checked out the books. Quite expensive! The three of us decided to walk home but then Kecik walked the different route so left me and Bobo. Stopped by at Mr Bean to buy something. We ate while we walked and chat about stuffs. Then we realised that we need to rest and chat for a while. So we were at Bobo`s void deck and talked about stuffs for an hour. The conversation was damn funny and cute! Seriously la Bo, you and him really make a cute couple! Talked about her dreams, about someone and of course, our Min Ho!!!:D We wanted to continue our convo but it was already 9:03 and BOF starts at 9:30! So we hugged and said goodbye. Yes.. you can imagine how I walked. People looked at me like I was an insane girl. It looked like I was catching a train which I would not want to miss. What do you expect? It was 9:04 pm and I was walking all by myself and the quiet place added the scary atmosphere. Luckily, I had my cell phone and my earphone with me. I was sweating like I had just finish a marathon. Changed quickly and get ready for BOF. In the midst of watching, I was texting Bobo and msn-ed with someone. And both of them were watching BOF. So yeah.. Bobo and me were texting about BOF with one another and the same goes for the another person in the MSN. Triple Tasking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s 12:15 am now and I am still awake. Hmph... I have no idea why I can`t sleep. Insomnia? Hahah..-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking out about MT O-Level. Only a day away!!! Gosh Gosh Gosh!!! N-Level F&amp;N practical is on this Wednesday and I am sooo not ready for it! InFocus for 2 freaking weeks during the June Holidays! Can`t life gets any better? This is just the N-Level, not the O-Level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting more hectic and is not under control.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am really confused right now. It`s like a jigsaw puzzle. One of them is missing and I can`t find that one piece.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-8222128648718787476?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8222128648718787476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=8222128648718787476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8222128648718787476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8222128648718787476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/had-quite-lot-of-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6976236476523573274</id><published>2009-05-29T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:03:20.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My results sucks. Don`t wanna talk about it. It will not change my results. Time for me to buck up and wake up!!! What I did today? Lets see... Went to school, received my reportbook, went to the library with Bobo. On the way there, bumped into Raf and her friend Shereen(spl?) She was totally hyper when she saw me. Hahah! Hugged each other and off we went to the library. I miss Raf and of course I miss Syah. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be going to the Library again tomorrow with Bobo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmphh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Stress Street! -_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6976236476523573274?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6976236476523573274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6976236476523573274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6976236476523573274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6976236476523573274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-results-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4840737475010399887</id><published>2009-05-28T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:02:37.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It`s 9:54am and I am in front of my lappy. There`s nothing for me to do and yes, there`s no school today. However, I`ll be going to school this afternoon to receive my reportbook. I can imagine my Mom`s reaction when I give her my reportbook later. Haha! I am soo ready to torture my ears with my Mom`s lecture and blabbering. Go ahead Mom, I am ready! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June Holiday is not a holiday for me. InFocus for the first two weeks of the holiday. How Great can that be? Yeay..-_- O-Level MT this Monday. God! Can someone please sit this freaking O-Level for me? I`m not ready...Totally..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coincidence much? Haha... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4840737475010399887?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4840737475010399887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4840737475010399887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4840737475010399887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4840737475010399887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-954am-and-i-am-in-front-of-my-lappy.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4307852344552002656</id><published>2009-05-24T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T06:29:09.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Falling And Falling...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nothing to do now. It`s Monday tomorrow and it`s Monday Blues. Temperature Taking again. I tell you, it`s such a torture coz I just don`t like to bring a thermometer although I know it is much lighter than the school books. Well.. starting tomorrow, we will be having MT Intensive Programme which means that the Sec 4NA &amp; 4E will be having Mother Tongue all day frm 8 to 12:30. In the afternoon section, from 3-4:30. How great is that? -_- Yes, the school is torturing us as O-Level MT is drawing nearer. C`monla.. not all school torture their students like this. Pity us...And this means I have to tolerate with the noise as well as the hooligans. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading this book called KISS&amp;BLOG. The story is totally awesome! As you can read from the title, it is about the life of a first-time blogger. Go and get this book if you are into blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting... Waiting... Waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don`t tell me I have.........&lt;br /&gt;Nah... Impossible...-_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4307852344552002656?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4307852344552002656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4307852344552002656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4307852344552002656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4307852344552002656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-to-do-now.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-43536786291218528</id><published>2009-05-22T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:58:05.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`I hate myself.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today, school was FUN!!! Wanna know why? Coz out of 35 students, only 19 students turned up. Haha! Pathetic, I know. Despite that, I love the atmosphere. It was like having a class remedial where only a few people will turn up. How I wish everyday would be like this. Noise Free!! :D So everyone, don`t come to school okay?? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had MT Intensive Programme just now. Started at 2:30. While waiting, went to the Library with Nisa, Bobo and Nabilah. Well, they went to KFC first to have their lunch while I waited for them at the Library coz I didn`t want to eat. As usual, I browsed all the magazines until I got bored. Checked out the novels and there they were. Borrowed books and off to school again. On the way there, Nisa and Bobo made me laugh so hard. Hehe!! Terburai eyh Bo? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting bored. MT O-Level is in 2 weeks time and I guess I am not fully prepared for it. I am getting sick and tired of all the work. I just wanna sleep and don`t wanna wake up. -_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AWKWARD CONVO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-43536786291218528?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/43536786291218528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=43536786291218528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/43536786291218528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/43536786291218528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-school-was-fun-wanna-know-why-coz.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6161171549921689894</id><published>2009-05-19T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T06:42:07.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Really Hate Today! Had Listening Compre and English Oral. Listening Compre was sucks. Well... not the paper but the situation in the class. Totally Sucks!!! Can I just kill all the hooligans in that class?? I just can`t take it anymore. They are wayy too annoying!!! Hmph! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school for tomorrow. I don`t wanna go to school on Thursday!!! I don`t wanna look at my papers..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHORT POST FOR TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally Fed-Up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6161171549921689894?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6161171549921689894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6161171549921689894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6161171549921689894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6161171549921689894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-really-hate-today-had-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-7601210073185091944</id><published>2009-05-17T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:21:19.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love that book. :)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am getting bored staying at home for 4 days straight! On the bright side, there`s school tomorrow. Listening Compre and Oral. There`s no school again on Wed and Thurs. I`m getting sick staying at home all the time and I hate school. All right Suhana, then where the hell are you supposed to stay??? Yesterday went to Bedok for breakfast and I tell you guys it was really a nerve-racking time to search for food. I am not going to Bedok again as 1) I don`t really like that place and 2) I just don`t like it. So after our not so delicious breakfast, sent the parents to Geylang(my hatest place of all) and went back home. I just not into Geylang. Everywhere you go you will see lots of Indons having a picnic under the tree. What?? It`s like a place for Indons chilling out. You know what I mean. The maids and all that people. That is why Geylang is my hatest place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuffs- Last night, I dreamt about ________ which I was not surprised coz I don`t know. I was just not surprised at all. The previous night, I dreamt about someone which was really surprising for me. I don`t even think about that someone and why should I dream about that individual? Yepp... that`s crazy. Total craziness! -_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-We are in the same boat. You feel it and I feel it too. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-7601210073185091944?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/7601210073185091944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=7601210073185091944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7601210073185091944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7601210073185091944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-getting-bored-staying-at-home-for.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-7414135077046210508</id><published>2009-05-14T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:53:30.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally, MYE is over. Well, except for Oral and Listening Compre. There`s no need to study. I do not want to look at my marks. It`s the only thing that makes me worry right now. How I hate it when I have to get my marks and the papers! Damn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday (or Last Saturday?) celebrated Mother`s Day at PizzaHut. It was a last minute plan. Then we headed to the supermarket nearby our house. I did not want to follow and just wanted to stay in the car but Dad insisted so I had to tag along. That was where I saw someone and yes I was shocked. And I guess that someone saw me too coz that someone took a second glance on me to make sure that it was me. I swear my face went totally pale when I saw that someone. I just wanted to get out of that place and ran as far as I could. Blame Dad for asking me to follow him. And I still feel guilty for no reason. I really hate that situation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have nothing better to do and will be having quite a long holiday, I`m going to read as many books as possible to fill my leisure time. If I have the mood to read. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-7414135077046210508?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/7414135077046210508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=7414135077046210508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7414135077046210508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7414135077046210508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-mye-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-7020326549180112698</id><published>2009-05-09T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:17:31.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just finished watching IM NOT SINGLE. It was romantic, funny and cute. Awal is cute  in that movie and yes Farid is also cute. *Winks at Syah* Hahaha! I thought of borrowing the VCD from Syah as she has it but nevermind coz I`ve already watched it. I love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Faridah called just now regarding about the F&amp;N coursework. I guess I will do it tomorrow. I am multi tasking right now. Watching TV, blogging and in the mist of revising my Maths. Whatever. I am really hopeless in Maths. I am not the Formula Girl. I wonder how people that are genius in Maths can memorise all the formulas. Please give me your brain Maths Freaks!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all alone right now. Sis is sending aunt together with the parents. I pity her. Sending people here and there like a chauffer. Despite that, she still can tolerate with that. This makes me having a second thought on having a driving license. Sis is already telling me to take driving license when I`m 18. Well... I guess after that I will have to replace her. Sending people here and there. It`s not that I am selfish or whatsoever, but it feels like people are ordering us and asking us to send them to their destinations. What?? We are not Taxi Drivers. People nowadays... Well Sis, I guess I still have to replace you coz by the time I`m 18, I guess you are already engaged.. Hahahahahah!! I can`t imagine that! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I am too tired and exhausted to face everything right now. I hate school and I hate examinations. I envy the Primary 1 and 2 for not having examinations. It is so unfair coz we had exams when we were in Primary 1 and 2. Hmph! It`s my crucial year this year and I want to continue up to Sec 5 but I am too weak to face the challenges. I am just too tired and lethargic. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-7020326549180112698?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/7020326549180112698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=7020326549180112698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7020326549180112698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7020326549180112698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-finished-watching-im-not-single.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-633590551909364144</id><published>2009-05-08T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T01:08:54.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what a good word.. &quot;dog&quot;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Had Bio and SS paper today. Well... Bio was okay. Manageable. SS, FAIL! Whatever, as if I will pass my SS paper. I didn`t even remember the factors and you expect me to pass that freaking paper? Heh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, MT and MATHS. Panic attack! I`m sooo not ready for Maths. I don`t have a choice but I still need to sit for that damn paper. I think I am ready to revise Maths with my Sis this Saturday cause she`ll be going to tutor me. She knows that my Maths is "superb" (superb lah sgt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my goal? Let`s see... complete my N-Level, go to Sec 5 (hopefully) and complete my O-level. Get my certificate and I can shout my lungs out to the whole world that I am out of that Bloody Sickening Irritating School! YES!!! I soooo can`t wait for that. Another 1 more year ... hopefully... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can`t wait to be free as a bird! If only I had a time machine..-_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-633590551909364144?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/633590551909364144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=633590551909364144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/633590551909364144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/633590551909364144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/had-bio-and-ss-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1149859196376132824</id><published>2009-05-01T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:15:01.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Like I said, Secondary School Life is wayyy more childish than Primary School Life. I see that you have make your blog private. So what? If you wanna talk bad behind me or you just hate me, there is no need to private your blog. Let me tell you this, I do not care what you wanna say about me. You see all the wrongs and sins of other people but you yourself?? Let me remind you that I have sincerely forgive you for the prank you did towards us although I think that what you did was wayy too ridiculous. You are very good in vulgarities. I can see that from the word "chibai", "fuck" and "bitch" and you used all that words to call me. I am not surprised. Although the word "chibai" as you said was for someone beside me, it just doesn`t make any sense. If you want to call her using that word, then just call her name. You have a mouth don`t you? Don`t tell me that you are too shy to talk to her. C`monla... making friends is good but if she is trying to ignore you, I must say that you should just try to make friends with other people. Now, you are letting out your anger on me? Girl... I am NOT your punching bag. Go on... say all the vulgarities that you want. I do not care. And you say this is all childish? Think back. What you did was wayy too childish than this. Reflect this. Oh wait... I don`t think you will. Oh ya... anyway, thanks for the birthday present. No worries... I will give you one to repay for it.. and thanks for pinning up my skirt the other day.. You need to learn self-control.. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who hates Secondary School Life? ME!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1149859196376132824?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1149859196376132824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1149859196376132824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1149859196376132824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1149859196376132824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/05/like-i-said-secondary-school-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-2329777500558163947</id><published>2009-04-25T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:05:01.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am all alone in this house right now. The parents are going to Aunt`s house and Sis is with her Bf or is she with Mom and Dad? I have no idea. Typical of them to go out during the weekends. Except for me. I don`t think I have their genes when it comes to going out. Heehh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about global warming, it is really warm nowadays. Really, really warm. I am sweating now although I just had my shower 20 minutes ago. Is it global warming or the fan in this room is spoiled? Please Save The Earth Everyone!!! Haha... the pot is calling the kettle black. I am not doing my part to save the Earth NOW. I have almost all of the lights in this house being switched on. Yes... okay... I am scared living all alone. I do not like to live in the dark. And right now, I am being self-conscious by looking to the left and to the right. The image of the possessed girl is still playing in my mind right now. Can someone please accompany me?? Argh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Year Exam is drawing nearer and nearer. 1st paper is this Thursday. Gosh!!! F&amp;N is making me crazy. Hmph... I am not in the mood to post but since I have nothing to do and I am trying to procastinate on my school work, I think it`s better to post something although I have nothing interesting to share with all of you. Toodles! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 years... I guess it`s time to let you go from my mind.. All the best to me... Trying my very best...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-2329777500558163947?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2329777500558163947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=2329777500558163947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2329777500558163947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2329777500558163947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-all-alone-in-this-house-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1970849205779288069</id><published>2009-04-12T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T03:15:39.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Went to Johor last Friday and the condition was very bad. Traffic Jam for 3 freaking hours and flood occured at Johor. We could not go to X-Tra as the flood was very very bad. Mom was all panicky in the car. -_- So we just headed to Jusco, Larkin(I hate that place) and City Square. I like going to Johor because I will just eat and eat like a glutton. Seriously! I ate PappaRoti, Ice cream, HotPlate Noodles, Fried Rice, Keropok Lekor which is my all time favourite. I was really bloated but I was satisfied as I had the chance to eat my favourite dish there. Yummy! One thing about Malaysia, the foods are yummy and most of them are Halal unlike in Singapore. I think I will become fat if I stayed in Malaysia. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABPBH ( Anugerah Bintang Popular Berita Harian) is being held in Genting today. Oh God!! I really wanna watch!!!! Too bad I do not have TV3. Gosh!!! :( Waaaaaa!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1970849205779288069?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1970849205779288069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1970849205779288069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1970849205779288069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1970849205779288069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-johor-last-friday-and-condition.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-727104542284901443</id><published>2009-04-09T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T05:50:55.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am confused, puzzled, angry, uncomfortable.... All of the negative expressions and emotions you can think of. Now I realise that it is hard to get a true friend. Well, Syah is the exception. Hope our best-friend-sista-ship will last long. More than 8 years of friendship and I want this to last forever. Being in Secondary School Life is really hard and complicated. Wayyy hard than what I expected. 3++ years in Secondary School and I still cannot get along with the environment and the atmosphere. I tried but to no avail. I have quite a number of friends in school but I don`t think that I have a true friend in this Secondary School. Sometimes, I wonder wouldn`t it be great for me to have no friends in Secondary School? Being an anti-social geek who studies by herself and not wanting to talk to anyone except for her bestfriend and her family members. Unfortunately, we are talking about logic here. We cannot live by ourselves. We need to have friends. Have I really changed? I tried to side both of the parties but I really can`t. If I could turn the time, I just want to be a mute girl in school. Thus, there will be less sins for me. Oh God, please do not test me for the time being. I just cannot take it. I admit that I am weak. I cannot handle everything in one go. I am only a human who is not perfect in every angle and in every way. Maybe I`ve changed. Even a number of people I know have changed. I am not going to mention the names. You wanna know what I would love to do now? Watching DVD with Syah, eating popcorn, have a good laugh and share our problems. :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, HAPPY 1ST ANNIVERSARY TO SIS &amp; FADLIE! May You Lovebirds Last Long! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Johor tomorrow and I still decide if I should go or not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-727104542284901443?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/727104542284901443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=727104542284901443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/727104542284901443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/727104542284901443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-confused-puzzled-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1531487128697190438</id><published>2009-04-03T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T05:55:58.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYHTJxFrBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/D2GjF2helwo/s1600-h/Photo818%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYHTJxFrBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/D2GjF2helwo/s320/Photo818%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320448035405540370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How was the course? SUPER DUPER EXTREMELY FUN TO THE MAX!!! There`s no exact word to describe it. I must admit that I was wrong. Well, TOTALLY wrong!!! The instructors are SUPER DUPER FUN! The teacher is EXTREMELY FUNNY! I do not want this course to end. I do not want to go to school. I just want to go to the ITE and meet the instructors and the teacher. I hate InFocus, I hate school. Before the course, I prayed that the teachers and the instructors will be gentle with us and not strict. My wish came true. The first day, basically the teacher went on first with the theory and then we went for facial. If we choose this course, we get free facial! The next day, we did massage and facial. On Wednesday, we did make-up and pedicure. On Thursday, we did pedicure and manicure. Today, we had a practical test which was pedicure and facial. Wow!!! And I still have not removed my nail polish on my toes yet. Hahah! I really miss the instructors which are the students itself. They sacrifice their holidays just to help us. Aww...  Kak Siti did not come today as she had some things to attend to. She is my favourite and so is Kak Ain. They totally rawks! They are awesome! They are fun! Seriously.. no instructors or seniors can replace them. They are not Minahs and they are wayy to far from the other ITE students. They let us rummaged through their wallets, they let us checked their handphones, they let us finished their sweets. And just now, while we were having our break, we had a verbal argument with Tanjong Katong Convent Girls. Hahhah!! Tamp Sec Girls VS Tanjong Katong Convent. They started it first and the Tamp Sec Girls attacked them back verbally. Sakinah made us laughed so hard! She was totally cute when she walked like a "mentel" girl. I though Kak Ain would try to calm us down but instead of doing that, she joined us too and laughed. She also thought that the group of Tanjong Katong Convent Girls are arrogant. So do not blame us. At the end of the day, we took pictures and I cannot deny that I was reluctant to leave them. I wanted to hug Kak Ain and Ms Soh but I was too shy. -_- I Miss Kak Siti!! :(I want to meet them again!!!! Bohooo.....;( *sob* *sob*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYGilRdmbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/15fIa2E5xYM/s1600-h/2u7ajuo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYGilRdmbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/15fIa2E5xYM/s320/2u7ajuo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320447200975493554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYGvcUqzxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BxupA2u3TNg/s1600-h/33f7ss4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYGvcUqzxI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BxupA2u3TNg/s320/33f7ss4%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320447421911322386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYG6wMKpJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jZTmJGq5FgA/s1600-h/kuatd%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYG6wMKpJI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jZTmJGq5FgA/s320/kuatd%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320447616222930066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYHEtXGg0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/BH9pHZfhB30/s1600-h/DSC04781%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYHEtXGg0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/BH9pHZfhB30/s320/DSC04781%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320447787262182210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1531487128697190438?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1531487128697190438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1531487128697190438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1531487128697190438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1531487128697190438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-was-course-super-duper-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SdYHTJxFrBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/D2GjF2helwo/s72-c/Photo818%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6207312058772813476</id><published>2009-03-28T03:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T03:37:10.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just finished Msn-ing with Syah. Family members are out and left me all alone in this house. No big deal. Had lots of fun chatting with Syah coz it`s been a long time since we chat. I made something for her and I guess she loves it. Of course she does. Hahah!!! She was sooo excited and I`m glad she likes it. We were talking about _________ and _____________. You know what I mean right Syah?? Heeeeee..... Obsessive girls. Maybe next week I`ll be going over to her house to watch this story. I can`t wait!!! Heeee... Why? Because... nothing! Hahah... secret... don`t get the wrong idea.. we are good girls okay.. good and decent.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really excited tonight. I must get ready and sit in front of my T.V as at 9.00pm, I`m gonna watch my favourite band! Pop Shuvit and 6ixth Sense. No... I`m not into the guys.. I just adore their songs.. It`s awesome! Even Mom knows it. Hahah... That`s why I`m not going out... I don`t want to be late!! Man... I`m famished! I wanna eat! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6207312058772813476?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6207312058772813476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6207312058772813476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6207312058772813476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6207312058772813476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-finished-msn-ing-with-syah.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5677237400102353424</id><published>2009-03-27T06:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:06:08.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SczdQum6MDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/io_xBaogPKk/s1600-h/New+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SczdQum6MDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/io_xBaogPKk/s320/New+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317868539476586546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What`s new people? Still the boring old day? Hahah... you`re not alone. I have nothing to do now so I decided to post something today. So, what am I going to post? School was fine, still the same except for a few bunch of insane students in Malay class. Well... the Sec 4s will be going to ITE next week. I am still wondering why the hell the school set this ITE Module for us. Why not Poly? What, we are not in  Express stream and thus we are not fit for Poly? What the hell. It`s damn obvious. It seems like they encourage the NA students to enter ITE. My school is so weird. Just now, during the break before InFocus, I msged Syah for fun and she said that Farid Kamil (some of you may not know, so just read it okay) is Hot. I can agree with it when you asked me last year but this year, I think that Awal is hotter than Farid. In fact, I think he is the hottest! Hahah... and because of that, Syah and me were arguing who is the hottest. I was smiling all the way when I replied her message. People might think that I`m crazy. Hahah!! In the end, we agree that both are HOT!! I miss Syah... :( Syah... meet up soon please?? :) Although we will be going to ITE, assignments are piling up and more tests are coming soon. Don`t teachers understand that their students are effing busy? Huhh....-_- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5677237400102353424?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5677237400102353424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5677237400102353424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5677237400102353424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5677237400102353424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-new-people-still-boring-old-day.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SczdQum6MDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/io_xBaogPKk/s72-c/New+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4638226239646314395</id><published>2009-03-26T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T06:36:57.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally, I have the proper time to update this dusty blog of mine. I know it`s quite late but yes people.. Finally, I`m 16! Simple 16. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the wishes people. As usual, Syah was the first one to wish me in advance as she told me she would be going to Melaka during the 1 week holidays. Love you BestieSis!!! Thank you Shidah for the cute teddy bear abd the novel and Thank you Nisa for the cute necklace!!! I appreciate it girls! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you people for the advance and belated birthday wishes... let me mention their names here... Aisyah, Shidah, Nisa, Nabilah, Bobo, Aqilah, Julyiana Yeong, Fatin, Bin Xiang, Nabil, Alif and... I guess that`s all?? So sorry guys if I don`t mention your names... Blame my STM... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family celebrated my Birthday by treating me to Swensens. The presents? Money! I`m rich!!!!!! Hehehe....-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today feels like Friday. I don`t know why. Haha!! And my our class will be going to ITE SIMEI for the course. I`m in Beauty Service. Well... I really have no idea what to say.. Firstly, I am not into ITE SIMEI... I`m not saying that I look down ITE... One day I might be in that ITE.. It`s just that.. you know, Mats and Minahs.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I can survive throughout the whole course... Hah.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4638226239646314395?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4638226239646314395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4638226239646314395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4638226239646314395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4638226239646314395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-i-have-proper-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4389395250173423011</id><published>2009-03-17T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:06:03.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I had SS remedial today and guess what? Only 10 people came. Hah! As we expected. Haha. I didn`t feel the urge to go but for the sake of my SS, I dragged my pity legs. Anyway, it was worth it. I guess. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post about Kak Idah`s engagement last Sunday but I guess I will post it tomorrow. I just don`t have the feeling to type about it. It was FUN! Nevermind, will tell you readers tomorrow okay! Get the full story! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what should I post today? Lets see... firstly, there`s no school tomorrow, Thursday and Friday!! Yippeee... assignments are piling up. They can build a high rise building. Kalah KLCC.... -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m repeating Kat Deluna`s song right now... In The End... Haha... Whatever.. I have no idea what song to play now so I just stick with this... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna ask you readers.. especially to the girls out there... It`s kind of a random one... Hehe.. DO you GIRLS like SMART guys? As in the outift.. Some of you may say no.. raise up your hands if you like SMART guys.. ME!!!!! Hahaha...-_- Yes, I do adore smart guys... I don`t know why.. They look kind of cool and matured.. Especially smart guys who love to wear perfumes and cologne. Hahaha... Don`t ask me why.... Don`t get the wrong idea.. Im not saying that I like metrosexual guys(but some of them are cute)  Smart guys know how to dress themselves up... they look neat and clean... Heee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you an exmaple... One of them is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Sb-sLsau7OI/AAAAAAAAANo/GkCn0jsGiUs/s1600-h/ym_pg04awal2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Sb-sLsau7OI/AAAAAAAAANo/GkCn0jsGiUs/s320/ym_pg04awal2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314155402222300386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Sb-sWEqRaPI/AAAAAAAAANw/xH4pSlMmGDk/s1600-h/images%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Sb-sWEqRaPI/AAAAAAAAANw/xH4pSlMmGDk/s320/images%5B5%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314155580528617714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWAL ASHAARI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will call this smart. Hehe.. I like his style.. Polo T, shades, cool hairstyle... he just looks clean, neat and most important SMART... Nabilah, if you were to read this, Im sure you`ll agree with me... Hahaha... Unfortunately, he`s too old for me....-_- Hahaha!!!! I`m trying to emphasise that guys like him are SMART... unlike those guys out there with skinny jeans, high cut shoes, tight shirts and so on... I`m sorry if your BFs are like that...no offence, it`s your choice.... for me.. SMART guys are the best! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4389395250173423011?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4389395250173423011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4389395250173423011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4389395250173423011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4389395250173423011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-had-ss-remedial-today-and-guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/Sb-sLsau7OI/AAAAAAAAANo/GkCn0jsGiUs/s72-c/ym_pg04awal2%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-8970983819431410640</id><published>2009-03-13T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T07:27:51.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Supposingly, I need to meet Shidah today for our Starbucks outing but too bad... I don`t have the mood due to Miss Red... So sorry Shidah... I PROMISE I will make it up to you on next Friday. You know I know. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I need to wake up early tomorrow in order to help Mummy on the cupcakes for Kak Idah`s engagement. I am too lazy but there`s no choice. I still have to help her. Plus, tomorrow we will be going to a birthday party. On Sunday, will be attending to Kak Idah`s engagement. I still need to attend school on Monday for MT Intensive Programme and SS extra class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Sakinah and Aqila made me laugh so hard while waiting for F&amp;N InFocus which was cancelled due to the teachers meeting. Seriously... I had a good laugh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday assignments are piling up. I guess I will have to complete them on Monday as I`ll be very busy during the weekends. Urgh! Why should Miss Red come at this time?! I hate it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-8970983819431410640?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8970983819431410640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=8970983819431410640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8970983819431410640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8970983819431410640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/03/supposingly-i-need-to-meet-shidah-today.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5360581311988810584</id><published>2009-03-08T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:38:15.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY!!!!!!!!! I`M DONE WITH MY F&amp;N RESEARCH!!!!! WOHOOOO! But I know that Mdm Faridah will ask me to redo it as I still think that my research is not that good. Whatever... as long as I`m done with my research and Mdm Faridah will look at it. Then, she will ask me to redo it. Yes.. F&amp;N is stressful. I have to strain my eyes just to complete this research. My poor eyes. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week will be a very busy week especially during the weekends as next Sunday will be Kak Idah`s engagement. Yeay!!!! I will have to help Mummy with the cupcakes. -_- Depends on my mood. Haha... I need to help her although my mood is not good. Time flies DAMN fast! Monday Blues! Bahhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update next week. Going to update on Kak Idah`s engagement. I can`t wait!!!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5360581311988810584?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5360581311988810584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5360581311988810584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5360581311988810584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5360581311988810584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally-im-done-with-my-f-research.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6341850816553199859</id><published>2009-03-06T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T02:18:34.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sooo sorry Nisa and to the people out there. I can`t update right now coz I have so many stuffs to do. F&amp;N coursework is killing me! Plus, I need to wake up early tomorrow to renew my passport. So yeah, Im rushing right now. I just wanna sleep. I am just too lethargic right now. I need ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6341850816553199859?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6341850816553199859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6341850816553199859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6341850816553199859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6341850816553199859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-sooo-sorry-nisa-and-to-people-out.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-8371067173610603528</id><published>2009-02-21T05:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T05:57:23.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You know what? I am really puzzled why NOW my Mom starts to stay at home and taking care of a baby. She could resigned when I was a baby. Yes, when I was a baby she worked but when I am a teenager now, she wants to resign. My Dad? Don`t ever talk about him. I AM not close with him. Never Ever. Don`t ask me why. I have my own reason. I even realise that I am not close with my Mom anymore. It seems like she used me. She`s taking advantage of me. That`s why she "loves" me. Why? Not because I`m her daughter. No.. I`m not saying I`m jealous coz she loves the baby more. I am just puzzled why the hell she didn`t care for me when I was a baby myself. Her OWN daughter. Yes, I know she had to work to support us but why she suddenly stops working? I can care for myself since I am a teenager now but when I couldn`t care for myself when I was a baby, why she didn`t want to stop work for a while and care for me? Instead, she asked my late grandma`s for help. I was like a ball. Being passed from one place to another. No. Im not going to story bout my dad. He has his own faults. Im going to stop here. To Sis, if you read this, just keep it to yourself. Don`t ever ask me why I post about this thing. I love you the most in this family. Why? Because you care for me the most since I was a baby to a toddler and now a teenager. Thank you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-8371067173610603528?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8371067173610603528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=8371067173610603528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8371067173610603528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8371067173610603528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-know-what-i-am-really-puzzled-why.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5828660363020699992</id><published>2009-02-20T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:50:55.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;That irritating passerby is getting on my nerves. Whatever.... suit yourself. Anything that makes you happy coward. Okay.. Geog test and Bio test next week. Woah... what`s next? F&amp;N coursework is in progress. It seems like eternity for this coursework to be completed. Met Aisyah just now and we talked about stuffs and so on. It`s been a long long time since I last met her. :) Problems everyhwere... my life is getting worse right now. More chaotic and hectic. I guess humans are born with all sorts of problems. Even babies. -_- Assignments and coursework are waiting for me. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekends folks! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5828660363020699992?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5828660363020699992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5828660363020699992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5828660363020699992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5828660363020699992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/02/that-irritating-passerby-is-getting-on.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-2347252409871695621</id><published>2009-02-13T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T05:50:17.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today is Valentines Day! So what? I don`t give a damn about it. -_- As usual, InFocus still resumed. Let`s talk about after school. Well... nothing. You see, my life is really draggy and nothing interesting. I am waiting for something pretty interesting and shocking in my life. Something like the happiest day of my life or the day that I achieved something that is really worth it. There`s nothing to do at home. The parents are in the room now and I`m feeling quite awkward as I have no idea what to talk to them. I think that I`m not that close with my parents anymore. I don`t know why. Well, they have their own stuffs to do. Although my Mom is at home 24/7, I still don`t think that she understands my needs. I still prefer that she worked like she used to. That was the time when I could spend my leisure time relaxing and messing around with the stuffs at home all by myself. Screaming and shouting as loud as I could and eating junk foods while watching television. Good times, good times. :) I don`t think she will work again. I can only do my schoolwork after 7pm when all my work is done which is helping my Mom to babysit the baby. See? I don`t even have the time for myself. It feels like being the maid in the house. Maybe teenagers like me love to talk crap but this is really what I feel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-2347252409871695621?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2347252409871695621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=2347252409871695621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2347252409871695621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2347252409871695621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-is-valentines-day-so-what-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-976356034037012500</id><published>2009-02-07T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:02:31.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Im at home now doing absolutely nothing. Well, not absolutely but I really have nothing to do. I have been spending my weekends playing this extremely cool mobile game from my Sis phone as the game is specially for Touch Screen Phone. -_- I must say that the game is really addictive. Its better than drugs. -_- Hahaha! Of course, my Sis has been very fed up with me as her phone is always with me. Blame her coz she was the one who downloaded the game and thanks to her coz I will not feel bored at home. Oh well.. Syah wants to chill with me but I am so sorry coz I am terribly busy with my schedule during the weekdays. Yes, that includes Friday. Blame that bloody hell InFocus! So Syah, I guess I can only meet you during the weekends if Im free. By reading this, you can say that my Sec Sch life really sucks! Im drowning here with lots of assignments and courseworks. Tests almost every week. Teachers are putting pressure on us by reminding the class that N-Level is only a few months away. I know lah, I know!!! Tomorrow is Monday. AGAIN! How I hate it. Blah. -_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-976356034037012500?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/976356034037012500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=976356034037012500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/976356034037012500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/976356034037012500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-at-home-now-doing-absolutely-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4542545028266812516</id><published>2009-02-01T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:42:20.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Went to Arab Street with Mom and Sis. Dad went to Johor with his friend so left with the three of us. You can considered as daughters and Mom day. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought their cloths for Baju Kurung.It`s only February and they are getting ready for Hari Raya. Waliao! I`m not buying as I will buy it when Hari Raya comes. Headed to Raffles Hospital and ate at Banquet. Mom and Sis decided to shop at Bugis Street as they wanted to buy clothes for me. I didn`t want to buy any but they forced me so yeah. Mom said I am outdated and knows nothing about fashion as I am not into shopping and all that stuffs. Yess... I know I am odd. -_- At last they chose a top for me. A red one which is sleeveless. NO! I`m not going to wear like that in public although Mom said I could wear it the way it is. Crazy! What will people say? Bumped into Raf. We just smiled as the place was so packed with people. Oh well... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4542545028266812516?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4542545028266812516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4542545028266812516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4542545028266812516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4542545028266812516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/02/went-to-arab-street-with-mom-and-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6470245810211827974</id><published>2009-01-31T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:27:25.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wokayy... Im speechles. I can`t believe it. Nevermind. Hmph. I`m trying to do something but I have yet to receive Nabilah`s pic. To be honest, I have nothing to update. Such a short post for today huh? Hahahah!!! FYI, I wanna go to Danga Bay this 1st March but Mama seems not sure about it. ARGH!!! I wana go, I wana go...:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6470245810211827974?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6470245810211827974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6470245810211827974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6470245810211827974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6470245810211827974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/01/wokayy.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1566857439321089751</id><published>2009-01-24T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:31:40.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Nothing to do now. Tomorrow and Tuesday is a public holiday. Well, maybe tomorrow Mom, Sis and me will be going to Sentosa. Dad will be working. He said its a double pay so he`d rather work. Anything to earn a good money. I`m all alone at my room now while the parents are watching an indonesian ghost story. The music effect is seriously fucking irritating. I have to turn my lappy volume up as you all know I`m a scaddy cat. So what? And... finally I have my own ATM card. Yea yea yea... I know it`s quite outdated but so what?? I`m trying to save as much $$$ as I can. No.. I am not saving for branded stuffs. I`m not into shopping. I`m saving up money coz I wanna TRAVEL! I`m trying not to ask my parents for money. I wanna travel using my own money. Oh well.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1566857439321089751?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1566857439321089751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1566857439321089751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1566857439321089751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1566857439321089751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/01/nothing-to-do-now.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6810406963561986743</id><published>2009-01-18T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T06:38:53.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I`m sick! I`m sick! I`m not coming to school tomorrow. Hmph.. Lots of assignments but no worries, they are all done! Fever, runny nose, sore throat and swollen eyes. Wahhh... 4 in 1. I was brought to CGH last Friday night. My parents were extremely shocked when they found out that my eyes were awfully swollen. My eyes looked like they were being punched. Poor eyes.. -_- Of course I was embarassed when we reached CGH. Everyone was looking and staring at me as if I was an alien from outerspace. There was this one chinese boy who stared at me and he was whispering to his mum. His mum pretend to see somewhere else but eventually turned to look at me. If you want to stare at my 'beautiful eyes', there`s no need for you to pretend as if you didn`t know. Haiyaa... there`s F&amp;N coursework that needs to be done plus the mindmap which is done halfway. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6810406963561986743?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6810406963561986743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6810406963561986743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6810406963561986743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6810406963561986743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-sick-im-sick-im-not-coming-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5083451763965157177</id><published>2009-01-10T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T06:19:31.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey-low! I guess I will only post during the weekends as I will be extremely busy from next week onwards. It`s only January and I can bet that my Secondary Life is going to be chaotic and hectic. We will be having InFocus next week onwards. From 3-4.30/4.45. InFocus is like a continuous lesson after school. ARGH!!! Stupid bloody N-Level! Ouh.. FYI, there is a new student in our class. Yeay! It`s a Malay girl. Kairunisa. She is cool and easy going. Oh my! It`s only the beginning of the month and I`m dying. HELP?? Hmph.. Let`s see if I can survive till N-:evel. Haiyaa... Hopefully.. Insyaallah.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5083451763965157177?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5083451763965157177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5083451763965157177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5083451763965157177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5083451763965157177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-low-i-guess-i-will-only-post-during.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4344704692572185766</id><published>2009-01-03T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:49:41.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SaofJvhhBtI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KaIjBFucBwc/s1600-h/suhana1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SaofJvhhBtI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KaIjBFucBwc/s320/suhana1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308089363045877458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There`s Maths test on Tuesday. It`s on Trigo and Bearings. How I fucking hate Bearings! I guess I needs to focus more on Trigo then. Haha. I will surely flunk my Bio test. I don`t wanna see my marks. It was damn hard. Waliao! Chilled with Bobo last at MacD last Friday. It`s the first time I chill with her during our 3 years and 2 months of Secondary School. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last Friday we had our MT Oral. It was okay. Not that hard except for the reading part. Ms Marini said that I read like the speed of MRT. I just smiled. It`s my habit. The conversation was about traditional games. Overall, it was manageable. Heee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s 1st of March today! Danga Bay!! :( I can`t see Dafi, Ruffedge, Misha, Adam, Bunkface and Sixth Sense performing. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hate it. Sucks!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW I HATE MONDAYS. HOW I HATE SCHOOLDAYS. HOW I HATE SUNDAY NIGHTS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4344704692572185766?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4344704692572185766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4344704692572185766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4344704692572185766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4344704692572185766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/01/theres-maths-test-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SaofJvhhBtI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KaIjBFucBwc/s72-c/suhana1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3889770249016651104</id><published>2009-01-03T06:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:18:28.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello humans! I am brushing up on my English right now. Hahahah!! I don`t know why but I guess I really need to know more vocabulary and understand their meanings. Hey.. it`s worth it okay. Especially for our composition. I`m not saying that I did not care about my English those past few years. I`m saying that I need to improve on my English. FYI, I should be finishing with this post since just now. Blame my dearest Daddy for the storytelling! He told all those ghost stories a few minutes ago to Fadlie, Sis and Mom. I was in the room all alone. I accidentally heard the storytelling that I went out of the room and joined them. When I joined them, they were laughing coz they know that I`m a scaddy cat. Thanks eh Papa. -_- See, I am imagining things right now. Hmph!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just cut my nose and see what blocks my breathing? I hate runny nose!!! You can feel that something minuscule accidentally went inside your nose and never want to come out no matter how many times you sneeze. Gosh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3889770249016651104?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3889770249016651104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3889770249016651104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3889770249016651104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3889770249016651104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-humans-i-am-brushing-up-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-8862051728358957491</id><published>2009-01-02T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T06:24:25.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What can I say about first day of school? All I can say the first day of school was normal. C`mon! I am not in Sec 1 anymore where all the teachers will have to introduce themselves and bla bla bla. I am now a Sec 4 student baybeh! Well, I am a senior but I don`t look like one. Seriously la. I don`t look matured enough although I will be turning 16 soon. Yeayy!!! Sweet 16 is coming!!! It`s the same old teachers that will be teaching us this year. I still cannot believe that our Maths teacher is our Form teacher. Haiyaa!!! I`m sure she will take advantage of our free period which is CE to teach us Maths. We will be taking our Ns this year. Yeayyy!!!! Gerek ke per? Org gile je suke N-Level. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh... I am wondering what will happen this year. Haiizz.. Will this year be a bad year or a good year for me?? Hahs...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-8862051728358957491?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8862051728358957491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=8862051728358957491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8862051728358957491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8862051728358957491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-can-i-say-about-first-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1133051449247070466</id><published>2009-01-01T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T05:32:24.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;School starts tomorrow! ARGH!!! I am soo not ready for school. I was watching Muzika Extravaganza. No, not this year one. It was Muzika Extravaganza 2005 I guess. I totally forgot that Ruffedge performed but luckily I watched. As they were singing, I had a quick flashback. Gosh!  I miss Ruffedge. I miss the part where we chilled at the staircase and talked about stuffs. Everyone was talking except for me. I went quiet all the way and sat alone. Then out of a sudden, Abg Azan  came to me and sat beside me. I was shocked alrite. I still remember the part when Abg Azan asked me why I kept quiet and I just smiled. I really had nothing to say coz I was the youngest one there and it felt awkward if I joined them. Out of the blue, Abg Azan gave me a piece of advice. He told me that I should study hard and make my parents proud etc etc. I nodded and smiled. Then, he just sat beside me. I wanted to run away and called for my mom but I just sat there and watched the rest of the members talking with my sis and her other friends. We met them for quite a few times. Good times I must say. Now, they are gone. There`s no Ruffedge now. I miss them. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. enough talking about the past. I need to pack my bag now. Haiz. School is such a bore!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1133051449247070466?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1133051449247070466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1133051449247070466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1133051449247070466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1133051449247070466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-starts-tomorrow-argh-i-am-soo.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-852502792093654405</id><published>2008-12-31T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T05:03:02.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Okay.. 2009 is just a few hours away. Let us bid farewell to 2008 and say hello to 2009! 2008 is just another normal year for me. Days and months just passed like that. Kak Ina gets married this year. Nothing exciting happened this year. Hopefully, something awaits me next year. Insyaallah. Next year will be a challenging year for me. Obstacles such as N-Level will be waiting for me. School goin to reopen soon. Real soon which is this Friday. God, I`m still in holiday mood although it`s damn boring to stay at home all day. Insyaallah, 2 more years and I will be out of that school. Phew! My cousin, Iwan finally managed to get my school. We were in the same primary school and it seems that we will also be in the same secondary school. Hahah! I`m sure that he will have lots of girlfriends coz he`s cute! He has the chinese look. Hahah! Good luck Iwan! Most probably I will have to assist him on the first day of school. I will have to go with him. I don`t mind that. I would rather have a company. I hate walking all alone in the morning and being squeezed in the bus. Argh! Looks like I will have to wake up at 5.45am again. God!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough talking about school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              These are my resolutions for 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             1. I wanna pass my N with good grades&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;                             2. I wanna save as much money as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             3. I wanna travel by airplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             4. I wanna find a part time job after my N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             5. I will try to be a good daughter, lil sis,&lt;br /&gt;                                a good friend and a good daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             6. *secret* :) sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then. This will be my last post for 2008. Happy new year everyone! Strive hard to achieve your resolutions! We can do it! May 2009 will be a good year for you all out there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Suhana :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-852502792093654405?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/852502792093654405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=852502792093654405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/852502792093654405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/852502792093654405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4689407682581975133</id><published>2008-12-29T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T22:04:13.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey! Hie! Hello! I`m so sorry for the lackness of updates. Been busy going to Mak Long`s house for Kak Ina`s wedding. Went there for 4 days straight! From Thursday to Sunday. Imagine that! We were waiting for Kak Ina`s wedding for quite some time as the last wedding was Kak Esah`s which was like 9 or 10 years ago? Phew!! I really loved the anxiety and the atmosphere. It was really fun hanging around with the cousins and laughed together. I`m closer with my cousins on my Dad`s side so I have no problem to mingle around with them. The whole family is quite big. We were scared that the "pelamin" might collapsed for the phototaking session. Even the photographer said so. Luckily, it did not collapsed. Haha! During the phototaking session, we were screaming and shouting as we were afraid that the "pelamin" might collapsed anytime as there were like more than 20 people standing on it. People looked at us like we were from another planet. We were like the crazy family. Overall, it was fun although we were dead beat. Since i`m too lazy to tell the whole story, let the pictures do the talking. There are more pictures to come but I`ll post only a few of them first. Pictures from Abg Zul`s facebook. Heheh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SVm5nP-OmWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/I0Z55zrPpM4/s1600-h/family+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SVm5nP-OmWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/I0Z55zrPpM4/s320/family+edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285459721649559906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SVm3Go8DWmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LvZJ6o98Cbk/s1600-h/ladies+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SVm3Go8DWmI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LvZJ6o98Cbk/s320/ladies+edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285456962392382050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SVm3X8-eOnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kM86_V6yMpc/s1600-h/the+men.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SVm3X8-eOnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kM86_V6yMpc/s320/the+men.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285457259829017202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SVm3oNEer1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/4q-1A5oDagg/s1600-h/czzns+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SVm3oNEer1I/AAAAAAAAAMc/4q-1A5oDagg/s320/czzns+edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285457539027087186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4689407682581975133?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4689407682581975133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4689407682581975133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4689407682581975133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4689407682581975133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-hie-hello-im-so-sorry-for-lackness.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SVm5nP-OmWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/I0Z55zrPpM4/s72-c/family+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3427035504166276388</id><published>2008-12-17T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:22:10.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Went out with Syah on Tuesday and headed to Eastpoint to collect her phone. Syah, heed my advice. Just buy a new phone!!! :) Took the train and stopped at Tampines. Headed to Tampines Mall as I had to buy Mama`s favourite cake coz she wanted it. Syah wanted to buy her Famous Amos but we had to wait for quite a long time as the queue was long. So Syah changed her mind and bought Tuna Puff at Polar. Walked around TM for a while and we decided to go home. First, we bought milkshakes and Syah suggested that we just walked home. Walked and walked, drinking our milkshakes and talked about Indonesian artists and dramas. Stopped for a while and chilled at the void deck. Syah was so excited when I played Dafi`s song. Yess!! We`re into Dafi!! He`s like sooo cute!!! Right Syah??? :D We gossiped about Dafi and Mila while drinking our milkshakes and Tuna Puff. Syah, confirm with me tau regarding bout this 29th December. I`ll msg Raf if she wants to join. It`ll be fun!!! After gossiping, laughing and talking, we continued our journey and stopped by at the groceries stores to buy certain stuffs. I saw my schoolmate Azfar and I guess my other schoolmate. We`re not that close so I ignored them. And I have yet to decide if I should buy a new school bag and to cut my hair. I am such a fickle minded girl. I know, I know. -_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3427035504166276388?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3427035504166276388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3427035504166276388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3427035504166276388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3427035504166276388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-out-with-syah-on-tuesday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1897912298975012750</id><published>2008-12-14T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T05:13:55.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L.O.V.E'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Since I have nothing to update about my dreary life, I have the mood to share something with you. I don`t know why but this topic just came out of nowhere. Yupp. Serious. So do not ask me anything okay? Just read it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, William Shakespeare has once said that The Course Of True Love Never Did Run Smoothly. I must agree with that. In fact, I have the shirt with that quote. -_- Although I don`t have a partner, that does not mean I have no idea about love. Everyone knows what love is. Love is like a major word. It has many meanings and we can describe it in many ways. It is unique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, when we break up with someone we love (hopefully not) or we lost someone that we love deeply, we will surely think that our lives mean nothing. There is no one to talk to, to care for us and to love us. Sorry to say this but if you are trying to commit a suicide just because you break up with your boyfriend or girlfriend, you really are a schmuck. Think back, God still wants you to live longer but you are trying to kill yourself? You really do not appreciate your life if you did that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand if you feel extremely down. Yes, you can have your time alone and often you will think of your ex-partner or your late partner. Cry all you want because as far as I know you will feel good after you have a good cry. I experienced that too. The ‘crying’ part. Duh! Everyone does. Now boys, do not tell me you have never ever cried. I do not know but some of us can move on with our live but some just cannot. I truly understand that. Maybe it is because he/she was your first love or true love. Even if you tried to forget about them, you still cannot. Do not blame yourself if you cannot. It is not your fault. At least you tried. To forget about someone you really love from the bottom of your heart is extremely tough. Some will take months and some will even take up for years to do that. Just be patience. Are you trying to forget about someone? Well let the time answer your question. Do not ever blame yourself. It is really not your fault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is just natural because it comes naturally. The problem is if you are ready to accept the love. The decision is yours. Love is also a challenge. You need to take up the challenge and there are risks in love. Of course everyone wants to be loved. It just feels perfect. Sometimes love also means that you have to sacrifice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, there are thousands of meanings in LOVE. So, love the people around you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1897912298975012750?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1897912298975012750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1897912298975012750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1897912298975012750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1897912298975012750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/12/since-i-have-nothing-to-update-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-8461315104127210338</id><published>2008-12-07T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:47:43.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha to all Muslims! Good morning humans! It`s 9:40am now and I guess it`s too early for me to blog but who cares? :D Will be going to Mak Long`s house today and celebrate Hari Raya at her house. She`ll be cooking Mee Soup for us. Slurppz! To Syah, I bought my TB at Popular too. :D Oh! Have fun at your kampong oke! To Shidah, have fun at JB! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It`s Mom`s birthday today but we already celebrate it in advance as today is Hari Raya. Happie Birthday Mama! :) Her Birthday falls on 8th December and it`s Hari Raya. Best ke pe? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy then.. I have nothing to update. See you when I see you! :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-8461315104127210338?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8461315104127210338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=8461315104127210338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8461315104127210338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8461315104127210338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/12/selamat-hari-raya-aidiladha-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-151240522499997008</id><published>2008-12-04T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T05:44:58.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Went to town with Sis on Tuesday cause she took a leave. She didn`t know what to do so I guess that was why she brought me to town. Headed to Bugis Library for a while. Suddenly, Sis told me that her BF Fadlie, was on the way to Bugis and we were told to wait at Bugis Control Station. Of course, I was pissed off with my Sis as she kept forcing me to tag along. I even fought with her because of that. I mean, like duh! I didn`t want to play gooseberry. I told her like a thousand times that I didn`t want to follow but she ignored me. At last, I had to follow her. Waited Fadlie at the Control Station. Don`t ask me why I didn`t call him Abg Fadlie. It sounds so wrong and awkward. It`s not that I don`t respect him but I`m not used calling him ABG FADLIE. -_- He treated us to Pizza Hut. I went quiet all the way except when he asked me something then I answered. C`mon la... awkward lah okay. Both of them were having a good time and I felt like I ruined their romantic time. See? Went to Esprit for Kak Yani`s birthday present. Walked around he town from 3+ to 7+ without stopping. Fadlie and Kakak were complaining that their legs were aching like hell. I didn`t. Well, I can`t deny that me legs were aching like shit but still, I could bear with it. Headed to Far East with Kak Yani, Hafiz, Fadlie, Kakak and me. Went to this shop and I love the ts. All of a sudden Fadlie said "If you want to buy anything, buy. Serious" Yeah right. As if you will pay for that. One tee cost like 75 bucks. Crazy! Our last stop was LJS. On the way home, Kakak asked me "Okay tak?" What must I say? Hah. This will be the first and the last time. No more outing with the couple. Geez! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-151240522499997008?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/151240522499997008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=151240522499997008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/151240522499997008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/151240522499997008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/12/went-to-town-with-sis-on-tuesday-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6294775259710704714</id><published>2008-12-01T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:54:02.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Okayy.. It`s time for me to update. I know that, you don`t have to tell me. Heh. Be aware coz I`m going to post what happened on Saturday and Sunday. A lot of things happened as Sunday was the day Abg Harry`s wedding ceremony. I was so tired yesterday so I`m gonna post today. Yuppp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/STPwXpP_P1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/rvIXpeFckZk/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/STPwXpP_P1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/rvIXpeFckZk/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274823877581553490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- Mom was busy asking me to take a shower coz I`m always the late one to dress up. Yes. I was lazy to go to Wak Mama`s house cause I knew that I would just sit there doing nothing but when I looked at Mom`s face, I didn`t dare to say No. Reached Woodlands around 4+. See, I told you. Sat there doing nothing. I`m not that close with my cousins on Mom`s side. Around 7+, we were ready to go to Bedok to attend another wedding but Mom was busy chatting with her friends. Dad had to throw a piece of tissue paper just to distract her. So, we left Woodlands around 8+ thanks to Mom dearest. -_- Sent them to Bedok to attend another wedding. For the time being, me and my sis headed to the nearest Mac and had our dinner. Arnd 9+ fetched the folks and headed home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/STPwlgsqlSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mV-KVs-OUxw/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/STPwlgsqlSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mV-KVs-OUxw/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274824115804083490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- Okay, Sunday was the real wedding ceremony. Mom woke us up around 7+. Sis and me were really pissed off as it was still too early but Mom kept waking us. I was the second one to shower. I was pissed off with Mom coz she told me to wear the black Baju Kurung although I told her many times that I didn`t want to coz that Baju Kurung is too hot for me. Moreover, it`s black. I can`t stand hotness. Still, I wore that damn Baju Kurung. I walked like a robot for a while coz I was really uncomfortable in that Baju Kurung. Mom asked me why I didn`t wear my pearl necklace. Mom, you know that this daughter of yours hates to wear necklace. Yes, I hate to wear necklace. I dunnoe why. Arrived Woodlands around 9+. I didn`t eat breakfast coz they served Lontong for breakfast. I don`t eat Lontong. Yes. Since, we were the first one to arrive, Dad, Sis and me were damn bored. Mom was busy talking with the groom-to-be, Abg Jalil and Wak Din. When Sis looked at my long face, Dad, Sis and me headed to this particular mall for breakfast. The funny part was Sis still had time to shop for her gladiator when it was already 11+. Orang kahwin, kite shopping. Haha. Reached there around 12.15 where all our relatives were already there. Sat with Kak Ati, Abg Uzairy and Kak Ina. Kak Ati kept saying that my face looks like the main actress in Jgn Pandang Belakang ( not the ghost okayy) while Abg Uzairy said that I look like his friend`s gf. Gle. Haha! Around 1.30, headed to Lakeside for the bride`s wedding ceremony. Abg Is kept disturbing me. I hate it. Abg Uzairy asked a favour frm Kakak if she could send him to Airport coz he`s working. Kakak agreed. Imagine frm Lakeside to Airport only took how many minutes. And frm Airport to Woddlands only took Kakak 20 mins. Kakak drift lah oi! Serious. Wedding ceremony ended around 5+. Left only our close relatives. We were sitting and chatting when Kak Ina said that one of the 'rewang' guys is cute. And yes, we agreed. Mind you, he`s nt the mamat type. He should be in the modelling agency lah oi, nt 'rewang'. Serious. All of them agreed. From my Mom, to Dad, to Sis, to Kak Ina and to me. Gorgeous. Heh. Headed home around 6.30. That was how I spent my weekends. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6294775259710704714?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6294775259710704714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6294775259710704714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6294775259710704714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6294775259710704714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/12/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/STPwXpP_P1I/AAAAAAAAAL0/rvIXpeFckZk/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-783165602281314349</id><published>2008-11-28T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:52:59.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Okayyy... I wanted to post this yesterday but then I was too lazy so I just post today. Firstly, OMG! Yesterday 9:45pm, I was freak out. Seriously. Yesterday was the first time I OTF with ________. Before the call I was really uncomfortable and I just wanted to off my hp but I just couldn`t. I heard my ringtone and wanted to shout. Should I answer or not? I think I was really crazy and couldn`t think properly at that time because I answered the call. Yes. I didn`t talk much throughout the convo. I couldn`t think of what to say. Seriously, it felt wrong and totally awkward. I couldn`t even concentrate coz I was blaming myself. My heart was saying "What the hell are you doing now Suhana?" That someone kept saying "Asal diam?" I was too lazy and totally confused to reply but somehow I managed to say "Nothing." At last, when that someone said "Kay then, gtg. I`ll msg you." I hung up with this feeling. I dunnoe.. guilty, relieved, breathless... Okayy... i have no idea. Suhana!! What the hell are you doing?? You are so damn stupid. You do have a mind to think right? Then, use it!!!! ARGH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-783165602281314349?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/783165602281314349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=783165602281314349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/783165602281314349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/783165602281314349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/11/okayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4363358017890817781</id><published>2008-11-23T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:28:19.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh great! It`s raining again. No. It`s not that I don`t appreciate it. Alhamdullilah. It`s just weird because I notice when there is a marriage being held at the void deck and people begin to sing, it will rain. Hahaha. Serious lah. I`m not kidding. Just now I heard a man`s voice singing a song at the wedding ceremony which is being held nearby my block and it suddenly rain until now. Hahahh! I guess his voice is so.. so... hehe... you know what I mean. It`s boring when it rains but I feel so calm although I`m quite afraid of the thunder. Yea, yea scaddy cat! Wateva. I just don`t know what to do now. Weekends are so boring. Don`t talk bout weekdays because they are just the same for me. Nothing exciting. Hmph. Okayy... I`m getting scared. It`s getting darker here and I`m all alone. Help?? -_- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4363358017890817781?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4363358017890817781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4363358017890817781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4363358017890817781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4363358017890817781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-great-its-raining-again.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-2984246393359879711</id><published>2008-11-21T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T05:37:47.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Right now, I`m alone at home listening to this Malay song. Boleh tahan jiwang jugak eh lagu ni. Do you wanna know the song. Don`t laugh. Spring- Pesanan Buat Kekasih. Okayy... go ahead and laugh your heads off! -_- Don`t ask me why I`m listening to that song now. I have no idea but sitting alone at home listening to this kind of genre makes me feel so.. so.. calm? sad? moody? Ya, kind of. Okayy.. I don`t want to elaborate furthur about this "jiwang" song thingy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to those of you who love malay novels, I have 1 good novel and I meant it when I said GOOD. I really need to suugest this book to you guys. It`s the best malay novel I`ve read. I can elaborate bout this novel if you want.. Here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young lady named Lisa loved this guy called Aiman but he has a girlfriend so she was heartbroken. Then not long after that, she met this guy named Hazriq. Eventually they fell in love. Not long after that, they planned to get married but unfortunately, few days before the marriage Hazriq met with an accident and he`s dead. Lisa was so traumatised but she`s a strong lady. Aiman wanted to get back with Lisa but she rejected him. One day, when she went to the cemetry, she met this guy called Airy. They always met at the cemetry by coincidence. Airy proposed Lisa not even a month they`ve knwn each other but Lisa accepted it. That`s how the story goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Hazriq in this novel. Why? Because he`s so charming, romantic, caring, funny, easily said all the characters that girls like. Seriously. Call me crazy or what but when the part that Hazriq died I burst into tears. Yup. I cried. I know that it`s just a novel but I really can feel it. Lisa is so strong. If it were me, I could cry for how many months and would stay in my room for how many freaking days without eating or drinking but still, it`s just a novel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasies only happen in novels and dramas but not in reality. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the novel... Go and find it Malay Novel Lovers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SSa5jyPR7oI/AAAAAAAAALs/ty8YZ2zoNzo/s1600-h/jbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SSa5jyPR7oI/AAAAAAAAALs/ty8YZ2zoNzo/s320/jbc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271104438316166786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-2984246393359879711?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2984246393359879711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=2984246393359879711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2984246393359879711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2984246393359879711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/11/right-now-im-alone-at-home-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SSa5jyPR7oI/AAAAAAAAALs/ty8YZ2zoNzo/s72-c/jbc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-7815346871938958350</id><published>2008-11-19T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:36:35.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hie folks! Okayy.. I have nothing better to do(well, other than babysitting this 8 mnths old baby) and I`m typing with only 1 hand so it`s really troublesome coz my other hand is holding the baby. See, I told you my hols suckish! Bloody sucks! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayy... since I`m quite free, I`m gonna post the pics of my favourite celebrities that I wanna meet. 3 of them are from Malaysia and 1 of them from Indonesia. And btw, its impossible for me to meet them. IMPOSSIBLE but still, they are my favourite! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dafi.. *drooling* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SST1-OvuMVI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZKqhBBui52s/s1600-h/3d4b8224f2aad50a%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SST1-OvuMVI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZKqhBBui52s/s320/3d4b8224f2aad50a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270607913389273426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Zoey.. He`s cute!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SST2aiA1J0I/AAAAAAAAALU/ZaFYovd3Y2M/s1600-h/hi_02.1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SST2aiA1J0I/AAAAAAAAALU/ZaFYovd3Y2M/s320/hi_02.1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270608399597643586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Rafi Ahmad.. haaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SST21KRdlQI/AAAAAAAAALc/bFNrD6_oVDk/s1600-h/images%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 84px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SST21KRdlQI/AAAAAAAAALc/bFNrD6_oVDk/s320/images%5B9%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270608857081419010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Danielle.. she`s the only girl.. :D mind u.. she`s only 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SST3FNpOmYI/AAAAAAAAALk/NsdFsEY3V94/s1600-h/diana-danielle-dan-rantai-mutiara-150x150%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SST3FNpOmYI/AAAAAAAAALk/NsdFsEY3V94/s320/diana-danielle-dan-rantai-mutiara-150x150%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270609132864313730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I meet them? Pleaseee.... haaaa... :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-7815346871938958350?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/7815346871938958350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=7815346871938958350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7815346871938958350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7815346871938958350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/11/hie-folks-okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SST1-OvuMVI/AAAAAAAAALM/ZKqhBBui52s/s72-c/3d4b8224f2aad50a%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5477615980069763507</id><published>2008-11-14T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T05:34:58.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Why can`t life be any easier for me? It`s totally hectic. C`mon la, if the person is not here and it`s her fault, why can`t you just wait for her to come home and confront her? Don`t just shout at me like a mad woman eventhough it`s not my fault. You suddenly went berserk and in volatile way. You keep blabbering nonsense when the person is not even at house. What? Am I your punching bag? *Sume org kt rumah ni memang tk suke tgk aku senang sikit kt umah* My holidays sucks balls and you guys in this house make it even worse. Well, in the first place, you guys make my holidays sucks. Thanks to you guys in this house. C`mon lah Mom, you make me sort of like your assistant to babysit the baby and I don`t even complain. I tried not to complain but for 2 whole months sitting at home facing you and that baby is like whoa! I really give up lah ok. It`s good enough that I help you to babysit that baby so don`t shout at me when it`s Sis`s fault!! Don`t be so inquisitive, asking me about Sis`s whereabout and watever crap. I had enough lah ok! I`m being so patient with your attitude and yet you do this crap to me? Sis is not even at home and yet you keep blabbering crap and I need to hear your nonsense. You can say all that when Sis comes home. Not now. And Sis, c`mon lah. Dah tau kluar dgn mataer, tk tau kol Mama sendiri ke pe? If you`re scared, just admit it lah eh. Don`t ask me to send your message to Mom because I had enough of you two! You two are like cat and dog who can`t meet face to face cause you will fight. Either by physical or verbal. I really can`t tolerate any of your nonsense anymore. Enough lah eh! Mom, can u be a benign mother and Sis, can u be more obedient? If mom says u can`t go out with ur bf, then just obey her. Is it that HARD? Padahal, smlm baru jumpe. Stop it lah eh! Jgn sampai aku yg pekik kt umah ni sudah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5477615980069763507?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5477615980069763507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5477615980069763507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5477615980069763507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5477615980069763507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-cant-life-be-any-easier-for-me-its.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-7250100871515265462</id><published>2008-11-04T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:55:33.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sorry Shidah coz I thought that u gave my blog to her. She found it herself. Dah lame eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Shidah, I think I will go for your suggestion. You know, that suggestion???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next time, when u wanna tag, plz use ur own name ppl. Dn use freakin names such as "passerby" or "annonyomus" or watsoever crap. It irritates me ok? A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok peeps, those who are nt allowed to read my blog frm today onwards, bubbye! Have Fun ya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-7250100871515265462?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/7250100871515265462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=7250100871515265462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7250100871515265462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7250100871515265462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-shidah-coz-i-thought-that-u-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6577475150616385767</id><published>2008-11-01T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T01:29:06.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21 Steps To Happiness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yarr... thanks coz u let out everything what u feel. Kalau aku tk blog dulu, confrm kau tk blog kn? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Atiqah is quite offended with you. That day, when she asked u something, you just nod or shaked your head. FYI, she felt hurt. Kalau tk ikhlas, ckp. (Mcm pernah dgr kn?):D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff of these.. Yesterday went out with sis syah to Century Square. Watched HSM3. Oklah, lots of singing. How I wish I could graduate just like them. Rite syah? hehe...Ate at Mac`s and headed to Tamp Lib. Bumped into Hairi but he didn`t notice me. Actually, I bumped into lots of Tampinesians yesterday. I dunnoe why. And Syah, we MUST go to town! Oke oke oke??? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              The Babes That I Miss A Lot!!&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;                     Syah, although we just met yesterday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SQwR9HBSUOI/AAAAAAAAAII/5KWX6gmpxB4/s1600-h/Syah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SQwR9HBSUOI/AAAAAAAAAII/5KWX6gmpxB4/s320/Syah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263601806043402466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Raf, Miss You Laaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SQwSdeIgsaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vaDnW7fhSTM/s1600-h/rafhana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SQwSdeIgsaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vaDnW7fhSTM/s320/rafhana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263602362003534242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Shaz, I Miss You A Lot but u`re in Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SQwS4cgrMfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yHDXHlEHBKI/s1600-h/SF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SQwS4cgrMfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yHDXHlEHBKI/s320/SF.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263602825424482802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     And my dear cuzzie, Fiza! Meet u at Kak Ina`s wedding Kae??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SQwTKSLWEHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vudxa8O_nXg/s1600-h/F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SQwTKSLWEHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vudxa8O_nXg/s320/F.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263603131888308338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6577475150616385767?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6577475150616385767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6577475150616385767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6577475150616385767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6577475150616385767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/11/yarr.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SQwR9HBSUOI/AAAAAAAAAII/5KWX6gmpxB4/s72-c/Syah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-8831201239620823273</id><published>2008-10-27T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:34:08.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endless hectic life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I would like to inform something but if it`s not your business, then just continue to read or you can just leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, what are friends? Friends are for me to socialise and mingle around with. Sometimes, we regard our friends like our family or even more than our family members which I think is unfair as frankly speaking, my first and main priority is my family followed by my friends. Yes, I do have bestfriends. I admit that sometimes we do have misunderstandings between us and I do feel that we are getting furthur apart. Although we are in different schools now, I believe that our friendship will remain strong or hopefully remain stronger. You know who you are. Now, Secondary Life is really a challenge for me girls. Maybe you will think that it is not a big deal but it really is. I don`t know, it feels so different. Wayy too different. Those people are not like you. I know that we have to socialise and I do but the feeling and the atmosphere is just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to mingle around with my other friends but it feels awkward. Yes, in my class usually I will stick with these 3 friends of mine but now I feel that I need to be more friendly and more sociable. I don`t know why but when I`m with my other classmates, they just won`t talk to me. What? Am I not allowed to communicate with anyone except for the 3 of you? I mean, it`s obvious. Last day of school, when I did not sit with you guys, straight away you guys didn`t talk to me. What is this? When I stick with you guys, you`ll talk but otherwise you won`t. C`mon, it`s not like I will ignore you if you guys approached me but no, you did not approach me until the end of school day. You don`t have to understand me cause I know you guys don`t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To these 2 friends of mine, I know you have a crush in our school. I`m not saying that I don`t like it. Don`t get the wrong idea. Yes, I`m happy that you girls have a crush. I heard you girls praising and comment about your crushes. I don`t mind at all but I do mind if I asked "What are you two talking about?" and you replied "Nothing." Nothing? Hah! You called it "nothing" when I saw you girls were giggling about some stuffs and you made me totally blanked out. I felt not updated and I guess I don`t even know a single thing about you girls. I know I don`t have a crush in our school but that does not mean I`m not allowed to join in your "crush" story. When I asked what you 2 were talking about, you told your other friend not to tell me. What is this? If you do not want to tell me, then just don`t tell your friend about your crush in front of me. About the Geog thingy, I admit that I`m childish but it`s for your own good. I`m sorry if I hurt your feelings girls but this is what I wanna say and this is my blog. If you girls don`t like my attitude or don`t like to mingle around with me, then just say it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I`m sorry but I really have to let it all out. I don`t mind if you girls are fuming angry at me but this is what I feel. You girls are different, seriously. Different from my bestfriends. I know that I can`t compare my friends with my bestfriends but you girls don`t understand me. So yeah... 2 more years and I`m out of my Secondary School. Insyaallah. Hopefully. I tried to cherish my Secondary School Life but I just can`t. Sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-8831201239620823273?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8831201239620823273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=8831201239620823273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8831201239620823273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8831201239620823273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-would-like-to-inform-something-but-if.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5309916611056082407</id><published>2008-10-21T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:23:53.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I`m still awake and currently I`m listening to David Archuleta`s song, crush. Gosh, it`s a like a drug to me. I keep playing it over and over again. Not going to school tomorrow. Heh! Thursday will be the last day. Wow. How time flies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       I hung up the phone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Something happened for the first time deep inside&lt;br /&gt;It was a rush, what a rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the possibility&lt;br /&gt;That you would ever feel the same way about me&lt;br /&gt;It's just too much, just too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I've just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind&lt;br /&gt;When we're hanging, spending time girl, are we just friends?&lt;br /&gt;Is there more, is there more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it's a chance we've gotta take&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I believe that we can make this into something that will last&lt;br /&gt;Last forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;br /&gt;All I ever think about is you&lt;br /&gt;You got me hypnotized, so mesmerized&lt;br /&gt;And I've just got to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go?&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or just another crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath when I look at you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back like the way I do?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm trying and trying to walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;This crush ain't goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;br /&gt;Goin' away-ay-ay-ay-ayy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;Crush? Hah! Crush for more than 2 yrs. C`mon Suhana, don`t be such an idiot. Move on. Yes, I guess Im crazy. No, I don`t think Im falling in love and NO, its not real. Yes, it`s just another stupid crush. I guess. Of course, you got me hypnotized and mesmerised. Yes, I always keep running from the truth. I know this crush ain`t going away coz it`s more than 2 yrs and still u`re nt getting away frm my stupid mind. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And tht`s why I told u I`m addicted to this song. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5309916611056082407?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5309916611056082407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5309916611056082407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5309916611056082407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5309916611056082407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-still-awake-and-currently-im.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5350335210528977835</id><published>2008-10-18T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T00:49:51.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gawd!! I don`t believe this! Serious lah sey! It`s like... nvm. Cool Suhana. Cool. ARGH! C`mon lah eh, it`s wayy too bizarre. Can I believe them? Are they telling the truth? What the hell! See.. there are challenges in friendship. Yes, it`s a fact. Frankly speakin, I don`t have many friends. Seriously. I`m really blank right now. OMG! And this makes me miss my pri sch a lot. Bloody bullshit! I can give a second chance bt if u don`t make use of it, I don`t know what to say and i don`t even give a damn. I can really show my true colours to you if you want. Yes, I can if you make me. Most of you think that I`m a humble, girly kind of girl. I know you will think that. Well, you are wrong. I can be very kind and very gentle with you if u`re nice but I will really show u my damn true colours if u act otherwise. Right now, I am freakin confuse AND fuming angry. Kay hana, just cool down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Syah &amp; Raf: We MUST meet up during the hols! I miss you all A LOT!!!!! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5350335210528977835?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5350335210528977835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5350335210528977835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5350335210528977835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5350335210528977835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-my-gawd-i-dont-believe-this-serious.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6852625217256301096</id><published>2008-10-14T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:27:19.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;And here I am! I`m back baybeh! Hahah! Thos freakin exams are finally over! Yeehah!! Happiest thing in my life. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m so sorry I did not blog for donkey years as I was busy preparing for EOY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I promise I will try to update as much as possible starting today oke? Insyaallah. Hehe! And oh, Selamat Hari Raya! Although it`s quite late to wish coz it`s already 14 days of Raya. Heh! Seriously I was too busy during Raya that I did take any pictures at all. See?? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ouh ouh!! I cut my fringe!! -__- Frankly speakin, I hate my new fringe. Can I have my old long fringe back? ;( It`s too messy and I can`t bear with it so I just clip it all the way. Moral of the story? Think twice before you decide to have a haircut or u will end up like me. Oh well. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, maybe I will change my style. Just wait and see oke? I dunnoe, it`s either frm good to bad or frm bad to worse or frm worse to worser. Hahah! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh!!! I seriously cant wait for holidays!! Weee!! Although I will stay in Singapore throughout the holidays, I`m planning of something. Something that I don`t even know. Expect the unexpected. Or maybe, family members will do a last min plan of going overseas just like the June holidays and last December holidays. Heh! Hopefully.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh damn! I don`t even know what to type. Lack of stories. Yes, my life is too boring. And if my life were a movie, ppl will not want to watch it as it is too draggy and damn boring. I mean, seriously. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SPSdc8hIMKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ld-2Yzmz9uU/s1600-h/edited1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SPSdc8hIMKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ld-2Yzmz9uU/s320/edited1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256999785655185570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SPSdo6HFx9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/mjFCRGFjKno/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SPSdo6HFx9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/mjFCRGFjKno/s320/baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256999991167535058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He`s the cutest little thing I`ve seen. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6852625217256301096?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6852625217256301096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6852625217256301096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6852625217256301096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6852625217256301096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-here-i-am-im-back-baybeh-hahah-thos.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SPSdc8hIMKI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ld-2Yzmz9uU/s72-c/edited1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4777664543588793211</id><published>2008-09-11T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T05:53:31.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deaminated'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This week, we are having common test and tht is one of the reason why I`m not updating my blog. Eng test was manageable, Bio test was easy, Malay was okay and Maths was the extreme opposite. Tomorrow is SS paper and I hope I can handle it. I`m quite sure I will flunk my Maths common test. Hey not only me okay. Mdm Loh asked the class, "who thinks that you will fail the test?" And yeah, all our hands are waving in the air. It is the toughest paper we`ve ever had. Forget about the Maths thingy. Btw, i`m gonna get my hair a fresh new look during this upcoming Raya. Mom suggested that I should get my hair done by next week but I have no idea what hairstyle suits me. See? I can`t even make a decision on my own. Urgh! I have no mood for this year Raya as it clash with our EOY examinations. That totally sucks rite? Oh well, gonna study for SS now. I`m panicking rite now coz I have not even started to memorise the factors. This is just the common test let alone EOY examinations. This is the result of last minute revision. Anyway, SS is not my favourite subject though. All the essays and source based. My hands will be tired of all the writings and it`s not worth it cos I know that I will gain only a passing mark of all the writings. Hah! EOY examinations sucks!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4777664543588793211?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4777664543588793211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4777664543588793211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4777664543588793211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4777664543588793211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-week-we-are-having-common-test-and.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4487602288257032923</id><published>2008-08-30T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:23:50.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='she is so not my type'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was ok. Teachers Day concert was sux except for the skit. Damn hillarious! Teachers Day was boring throughout the day. Don`t ask me why. It will just make the situation worse. Reached home, changed and headed to City Hall with Mom. Waited for Dad at Raffles and we fetched Sis from Orchard. Went to Paragon Metro as Mom wanted to buy her Bonia bag. Dad bought his Pierre Cardin formal wear. Sis had a major shopping spree in one day. 2 tops, 1 bottom and a pair of earings. It was all on Mom. And I bought nothing. They kept asking me what I want but I insisted on buying nothing. Mom persuaded me to buy at least an earing or necklace but I kept shaking my head. Hello!! That earings cost arnd 19 bucks. It`s not worth it. Really not. Yar, I know I cant shop cause I don`t even know what to buy and I end up buying nothing. That`s me. The fickle minded girl. Aniwaes, had a short tour around the town, dinner at Macs and home sweet home. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna change my image. What do you think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SLo4c9GWgmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XkASCW7tjCg/s1600-h/DSC01681%5B2%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SLo4c9GWgmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XkASCW7tjCg/s320/DSC01681%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240563186487689826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouh! This is my form teacher. Ms Kaur. She`s cute isnt she? She`s the best form teacher I`ve ever had! You rawk!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4487602288257032923?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4487602288257032923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4487602288257032923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4487602288257032923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4487602288257032923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SLo4c9GWgmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XkASCW7tjCg/s72-c/DSC01681%5B2%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-2570323645951372897</id><published>2008-08-23T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T06:57:05.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minus I guess'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Can I just cry me heart out? I need someone to talk to. I`m desperate for someone to listen to all my problems. Shidah.. cn u pleasee online?? I need to talk to you. I need you to hear all my craps eventhough I know you cant help. Can u pleasee online now!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-2570323645951372897?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2570323645951372897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=2570323645951372897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2570323645951372897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2570323645951372897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/08/can-i-just-cry-me-heart-out-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3784040989878610551</id><published>2008-08-18T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T03:58:39.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh man... I`m starved! I`m so famished I could even eat a horse! I have to fast today. Well, fasting month is drawing near and most of the girls in my class start to fast. Hah! I`m stress to the core. Common test is coming soon, projects are burden to me. Assignments. Argh! Can Secondary School life gets any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers day coming soon. Syah plans an outing among ex GPS. I`m okay with it. And I`m confused if I should visit that Primary school of mine. There are sweet memories and not to forget all the ups and downs in that lovely school. Oh well, memories are just meant to be kept. I miss the students and the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                Presenting The Class Of 3N2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SKlVvJozxiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/b-pcXvDVBnI/s1600-h/DSC08307%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SKlVvJozxiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/b-pcXvDVBnI/s320/DSC08307%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235810310324209186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3784040989878610551?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3784040989878610551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3784040989878610551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3784040989878610551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3784040989878610551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SKlVvJozxiI/AAAAAAAAAHo/b-pcXvDVBnI/s72-c/DSC08307%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4183286978275112216</id><published>2008-07-29T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T04:12:15.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Speak The Words On Your Lips'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Todae school was quite relaxing. Had P.E during the first lesson but I did not play. Only half of the class played and another half will play next week. We will be playing Touch Rugby. It was fun yet tiring. So yeah, just sat down there looking at the class playing Touch Rugby and the Sun was burning as if it is going to explode anytime. Followed by F&amp;N. Wohoo! Mdm Faridah didn`t come today and so we had 2 whole lot of hours to do our own things. Our lucky day today. :D And i spent my time sleeping until recess time. I slept for 2 hrs 30 mins. Wahhh!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class will be going to ITE Simei on this Thurs and Fri which I really not into it. No offence but I don`t really like the students there. I`m not saying all. Majority of them. Don`t get me wrong. It`s not like ITE is not good or whatever negative reasons you can think of. It`s just that most of the students there just... let me put it this way. Just different than us. MAJORITY NOT ALL okes. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4183286978275112216?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4183286978275112216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4183286978275112216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4183286978275112216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4183286978275112216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/todae-school-was-quite-relaxing.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-3327371959178134494</id><published>2008-07-26T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T05:29:09.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colour me fate'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I`m feeling weird today. I don`t know why. First of all, went to Haig Road (Is the spelling correct?) And fyi, I`m soo not into Haig Road &amp; Geylang but Dad kinda forced me n sis to go so yeah. All we did was eat and checking out cars. That was it. I was like WTH?! Sis knew that I was pissed off and so she treated me to LJS. She knows me the best! Heh! Then we waited for Fadlie coz they are going for a date. The funny thing was he said Hi to me but I replied Bye. Hah! Ain`t I ridiculous or just plain deaf? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It seems that this family is having financial problem. I don`t know if it`s a slight one or a major one which I really hope it`s not. Mom has to work again but at a different place. And surprisingly, she gives me the green light to WORK. I couldn`t believe it either. Yup, most probably I will work during this coming end of year holidays. I don`t know what kind of work but I will think of that later. Frankly speaking, I`m not into branded stuffs or expensive ones but I really want to work so that I will not depend on my Dad for bucks. I want to spend my hard-earned money. When I have the money in my hands, I can spend on whatever I want. Money is really important in this country huh? Only when we die, we will think that money is useless. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-3327371959178134494?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/3327371959178134494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=3327371959178134494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3327371959178134494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/3327371959178134494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-feeling-weird-today.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-2939484715706564466</id><published>2008-07-24T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T06:37:21.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Razor blades can be quite dangerous baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Went to Handicaps Welfare Association (HWA). It was awesome! Sorry. I promise pictures will be out soon okes! And hey, I`m a good girl okae! We helped them to tidy up all the mess at the room and we`re gonna put up a show in front of them next week which I still have no idea what are we gonna perform. Brainstorming! One other thing. I`m so pissed off just now. There was this bloody pathetic irritating guy in the bus. I don`t know but I guess he`s in his 20s. I was shaking hands with Fiqah coz she alights there. All of a sudden, he sat in between us. I ignored him. The weird thing is there were quite vacant seats but he chose to sit the place where we sit. I was waiting to alight at the next stop and yep I was alone. The bus stopped. I was ready to stand but I couldn`t as that idiotic guy didn`t want to move an inch. I just wanted to say "Hello? Are you blind or just plain stupid?" But instead I just nudged him which I regret coz my skirt brushed with his legs. I was really going to explode at that time and yes, I accidentally said "Setan". I don`t give a damn if he heard it. My good mood went down again all because of that incident. I promise if I bumped into him again, I will teach him a lesson. A Good One. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-2939484715706564466?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/2939484715706564466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=2939484715706564466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2939484715706564466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/2939484715706564466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-to-handicaps-welfare-association.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-6370963313572884583</id><published>2008-07-20T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T07:14:10.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kayyy... I had my first facial today which i hate it. Mom brought me to this shop and i was being fickle minded to have a facial as Mom said that the facial is painful. I wanted to say that to her that i don`t want to have a facial but i didn`t know why my mouth did not want to open. Instead my legs brought me to this small room. I laid on the seat. The first part that i went through was PAINFUL. Extremely painful. It`z like sumone pinch and pull sumthing frm inside ur pimple. Seriously i couldn`t stand it. I could feel tears were rolling down my cheeks. But i still kept quiet though. The rest of the part was cooling. Yepp. And now, it still hurts. I told Mom that i don`t wanna have a facial again but she said no coz she has already paid for it. I must go through 12 treatments for God`s Sake. The facial was okay EXCEPT for the PAINFUL part which takes around 15-20 minutes. It really hurts. Mom, i dun wanna go through tht part. ;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-6370963313572884583?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/6370963313572884583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=6370963313572884583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6370963313572884583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/6370963313572884583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/kayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-8201870723250845359</id><published>2008-07-18T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:11:48.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If only you were in my shoes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I`m struggling with my Maths assignment right now. I could do the practice sheet just now but i can`t do this sickening assignment! ARGH! I`ve not done SS NPPA let alone Bio NPPA. Plus, i need to crack my head for the upcoming Bio Test which involves 2 chapters. Life just sucks right now. More pimples are pooping out. Yes, I`m trying to persuade Mom to get a facial for me. She looks like she agrees but I`m not sure yet though. Yes Mom, I`m under pressure! And I`m getting Ugly. Fu***** Ugly I tell you. Yepp. I am not saying that I`m desperate to look attractive or whatsoever but HELLO! Everyone knows that pimples are girls` enemy! I can`t stand it. :( On the brighter side, Mom gives the green light to Sis and Me to paint &amp; decorate our room. Yey! She suggests that our room lokks great with dark &amp; light brown. I tried to imagine and I guess it will turn out great. We need to paint before fasting month which means that we only have next month. -__-  Thinking of that, I will have to think twice about it. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-8201870723250845359?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8201870723250845359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=8201870723250845359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8201870723250845359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8201870723250845359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-struggling-with-my-maths-assignment.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-7678324543389338234</id><published>2008-07-16T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T06:28:45.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when daddy`s little girl has a secret'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Im down with tests and projects which makes me extremely busy these few hectic days. Im so hating this! Can`t my life be any better? Will be having chem test tomorrow which i`m really 100% sure that i`m going to flunk. Argh! I hate chem! On the brighter side, i guess i will pass my maths test with high marks babeyy!! It`s chicken feet! I`m not bragging but it was really easy lah and yet the other class said that the test was damn difficult. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouhh... Malay class has combined. Ckg Razali`s &amp; Ms Marini`s class. There are whole lot 37 of them which makes the class quite cramped though. On second thought, i`m quite happy with it coz im sitting right at the back and all the jokers are sitting next to me. It`s quite fun though. Shidah and Atiqah wanted to perform for Teachers` Day but Atiqah backed out as she said that she really will act like a jelly in front of the audience. Stage Fright!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don`t want to go to school tomorrow. Can i just sleep throughout the day? I am so damn freakin lethargic. -__-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-7678324543389338234?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/7678324543389338234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=7678324543389338234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7678324543389338234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/7678324543389338234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-down-with-tests-and-projects-which.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-9008095614005278266</id><published>2008-07-07T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:33:20.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sorry for the lateness of updating. I`m too lazy to update for the past few days but now, i have the mood to update so why not. Just came back frm TM with syah n surya. It was a quick one coz syah had to complete her project. We saw aslam n his frens when we waited for the bus to TM. He called my name but i was listening to my HP so syah tapped me at the back and pointed her finger at aslam. Syah asked me, "Su, kau kenal ke mamat tu?" I was like "ntah.. mane aku tau.." From far, he shouted "Aslam la!" And we went ooooo... We really couldn`t recognize him. He has change A LOT!Change as in a positive way. I guess. :D Smiled at him then straight to TM. And yes, today is YOUTH DAY!! Its unfair that the primary sch kids get a holiday too. Hey..they have yet to be a YOUTH. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to complete my fn coursework. Oh bother! Nah.. i don`t think i will do it. Yeshhh! I will not do it coz im freaking bored and gettin really bloody sick with it. It`z jus fn. Hah!! Yakdish!! Okay hana, stop the crap. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ya.. i will reach home late tomorrow. I know it`z not ur problem but who cares. Just for ur info and this is my blog. :D Will be back arnd 7+pm AGAIN! ARGH! Can i juz skip that Fashion Design Thingy? Can I? Can? ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Ouh.. Happy Birthday To Rafiqah&lt;br /&gt;                    Although i hate what u did to me and atiqah the other day&lt;br /&gt;                    Whatever... (Am i being too rude here?)&lt;br /&gt;                    Ouh well, let me emphasise TEAMWORK&lt;br /&gt;                    It is working as a TEAM&lt;br /&gt;                    If u all get it, EXCELLENT!&lt;br /&gt;                    If u don`t, have u ever heard of this word called DICTIONARY?&lt;br /&gt;                    Good, go n check it urself!&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;I`m talking crap and i don`t know why. Heee! Im gonna get my ice-cream in the freezer and gonna catch my DRAKE&amp;JOSH. I prefer Drake. He`z cute. Right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-9008095614005278266?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/9008095614005278266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=9008095614005278266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/9008095614005278266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/9008095614005278266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry-for-lateness-of-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-8923057721974056137</id><published>2008-06-28T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T07:35:30.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;School stuffs make me ubber busy these days. Down with projects and assignments. Next week onwards, i`m down with elective module. Fashion Design. Wow! And i bet i will be freaking tired with all these stuffs. Just bear with it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be such a bimbo sometimes. I`m gonna tell u a ridiculous story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Mama: Hana, asal kau letak kicap kt nasi tu?&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    Me: Kenape? Hana slalu letak kicap pe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Mama: Ah yelah tu, mane ade org mkn nasi ayam dgn kicap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Me: Hah! Ni nasi ayam? Ala.. kenape tk bilang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Mama: Dari tadi aku bilang tu nasi ayam. Ape kene lah dgn kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ended up eating the chicken rice with ketchup. Hey, it was quite tasty. Try it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do my unfinish assignments now. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-8923057721974056137?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/8923057721974056137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=8923057721974056137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8923057721974056137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/8923057721974056137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-stuffs-make-me-ubber-busy-these.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1699892958704828969</id><published>2008-06-22T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T05:30:44.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I miss Shaz. And i mean A LOT!! How i wish i was a bird and could fly to Aussie right now. And i don`t wanna go home. Can? Ouh cut the crap! I hate June 23rd. Mama, i dun wanna go to school!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i miss wearing my uniform, i miss my frens but i don`t miss the school and the learning part. I hate to wake up at 5.45 am. I hate to take the bus. And i hate to look at the books. ARGH! The same old dreary routine. I don`t wanna go to school AND i don`t wanna sit at home. Hee! If i were naughty, i would play hooky. I said IF but no worries i will not do that. I`m a GOOD girl oke. Yeah rightt. I can`t wait for another holiday. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately(Or Unfortunately) time flies so fast. Just lead our life as usual. And i`m bored coz i have nothing to do now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1699892958704828969?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1699892958704828969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1699892958704828969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1699892958704828969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1699892958704828969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-miss-shaz.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-9032803336651726714</id><published>2008-06-20T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T07:02:38.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Out of a sudden, syah asked me a RANDOM question. Unexpected one i could say. Yeah, it has been 3 yrs+ and i still can`t get over it. I`m so hating this. I really hate it to be in this kind of situation when i will lose my control and cry my heart out. Yes, i will do that. How i wish he would be my favourite enemy, my favourite foe. How i wish i could shoot him dead. I am a fool thinking about this and that. Yes, i want to forget it but it`z just too difficult for me. To think back,I am such a schnook and a dumbo. Why in the world it has to be you? I admit that sometimes i will feel drippy and desolated when it comes to you. And yes, i feel devoured by anger most of the times. It is true what Syah said, in this kind of situation, this is not an infatuation. It has been years and years but i just ignore it as i know that this will be temporary. I hope so. Yes, people do have problems but there will always be a solution to it. Everything is possible. And everyone do have secrets and as i said, some secrets are meant to be secrets. I do believe that everything is possoble. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I`m feeling peckish. I need to eat now.*&lt;br /&gt;               :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-9032803336651726714?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/9032803336651726714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=9032803336651726714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/9032803336651726714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/9032803336651726714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/06/out-of-sudden-syah-asked-me-random.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1951592429647060528</id><published>2008-06-18T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:30:27.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHUT THE HELL UP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk3mgNMX1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/4x4OHanQxag/s1600-h/me+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk3mgNMX1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/4x4OHanQxag/s320/me+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213259178277887826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk3a3YCocI/AAAAAAAAAHY/dtF3MFiP7YI/s1600-h/me+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk3a3YCocI/AAAAAAAAAHY/dtF3MFiP7YI/s320/me+062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213258978338972098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry.. I`m too lazy to update. Aniwaes, the Kl trip was OK. See, I told u it will be the boring-est trip ever. I didn`t snap pics there coz i was too lazy eventhough i brought my camera. To make it simple, i didn`t even enjoy the trip. BORING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took crazy pics of me yesterday.. Let the pics do the talking coz i dun haf the mood to update. So Enjoy(even if u don`t).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All u think about is MONEY. Yes, i know u showered me with love and care. I appreciate it. But what the hell is wrong with u? Scold me without a valid reason. I admit tht sometimes i hate you just bcoz of these stupid conflicts. You just dun understand me AND my feelings. I feel like i`m more like a servant than a daughter to you. To all those ppl, u cn call me an unfillial daughter but surprisingly my sis and my dad are on my side. I need my DEAREST MOM to work again so tht i cn have a PEACEFUL house. Sorry Mom bt this is what i feel bout u. Yes u cn call me a bitch or watsoever. Just one thing to remind u. You`re not in my shoe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk2Q6T8ESI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tOpFEeOXiO4/s1600-h/me+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk2Q6T8ESI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tOpFEeOXiO4/s320/me+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213257707816751394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk2ii00brI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hgSabPl8gVQ/s1600-h/me+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk2ii00brI/AAAAAAAAAG4/hgSabPl8gVQ/s320/me+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213258010749857458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk2x7uKUPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ELjHDw8dkxo/s1600-h/me+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk2x7uKUPI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ELjHDw8dkxo/s320/me+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213258275130855666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk27W1x2VI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EpsDJFR45G4/s1600-h/me+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk27W1x2VI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EpsDJFR45G4/s320/me+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213258437029386578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk3ITHNXMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/94cH4tr5XmU/s1600-h/me+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk3ITHNXMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/94cH4tr5XmU/s320/me+058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213258659367050434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1951592429647060528?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1951592429647060528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1951592429647060528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1951592429647060528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1951592429647060528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/06/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SFk3mgNMX1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/4x4OHanQxag/s72-c/me+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1604895558525376113</id><published>2008-06-11T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:51:48.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How I wish...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I`ll be out of Singapore tomorrow. Travel to KL, as usual. Will be back on Mon. Yeah, only for a while and i really hate i. Just a waste of time.-__-&lt;br /&gt;Cousin will be having a sleep over at my hse coz she`z joining us. I guess there will be lots of eating sessions there instead of shopping. Heh! No worries, i will still shop though! And syah, i really haf no idea what was ur problem the other day but u MUST make it when i ask u out the next time coz i`m terribly bored and i have nuthin to do! So, please msg me when u`re free. Guess this blog will be dead for the next 3 days. Well, it`z already dead. U noe me. Lazybump! Heee.. &lt;br /&gt;School will be re-open soon. Hmm.. i will have to open back my books and i really need to refresh my memory coz it has been dead and totally blank. Well, not to the extent.. :D&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoe why but i`m craving for Starbucks and Donuts. Yummylicious!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1604895558525376113?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1604895558525376113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1604895558525376113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1604895558525376113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1604895558525376113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/06/ill-be-out-of-singapore-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5216739397315188939</id><published>2008-06-05T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T05:38:41.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Heyy y`all... yeah yeah i know it`z been quite a long time since i update my blog. So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 June 2008. We reached Kallang arnd 6+. Boarded the bus. While waitin for the bus, we saw these 3 bloody galz. One of them was staring at me up and dwn like i was an alien frm outer space. I just ignored them but i was fuming like hell inside. And then, her other fren stared at me. At tht upon of time, I was going to blow my top bt luckily the bus arrived. And yea, it was like hell inside the bus. Lots and lots of teens. I know tht bt it was really catastrophe and chaotic. I told my sis tht this will be the first and last time i attend this kind of concert. It was still early when we arrived there so we headed to Kallang Mall. Ate donuts which i spent almost 10 buckz bt it was worth it though. And finally!!! I waited for donkey years okae. When the concert begun, i told this to my sis. "U noe wat? On second thought, i will go again." Hahaha.. And i mean it. Ouh and when they sang Headlight Disco, we were jumpin like roos as Kyle said tht song was mean for jumpin. My throat hurts frm screaming and shouting. It was reallyyy worth it. Priceless experience i could say. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEfdZuuajUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cxR56uomylI/s1600-h/me+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEfdZuuajUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cxR56uomylI/s320/me+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208374928186445122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEfdu2S53PI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cd4h3_Xs_eI/s1600-h/me+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEfdu2S53PI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cd4h3_Xs_eI/s320/me+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208375290995793138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEfd6sJJPlI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CRGOWSIQwOw/s1600-h/me+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEfd6sJJPlI/AAAAAAAAAGY/CRGOWSIQwOw/s320/me+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208375494428933714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEfeJTedABI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-ChHZePJZgs/s1600-h/me+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEfeJTedABI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-ChHZePJZgs/s320/me+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208375745505460242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5216739397315188939?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5216739397315188939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5216739397315188939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5216739397315188939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5216739397315188939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/06/heyy-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEfdZuuajUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/cxR56uomylI/s72-c/me+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1233182649297236856</id><published>2008-05-31T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T07:10:22.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouh la la..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ouh hie..todae was quite planless. Went to General Hospital to visit mum`s fren. Had lunch at the canteen. My sis n me were damn bored so we headed to 7-11 while the parents were blabbering with their frens. I bought chocs. Sis bought mints AND chocs. Wow. Heh. After spending quite an hour at the hospital, the parents wanted to visit another fren. Without hesitating, sis n me told them that we wanted to go home. We could not spend our leisure time at the hospital coz we are damn bored with that sickening place. Well, it IS for sick ppl. So, yeah.. quite a bored day BUT tomorrow will be MY dae coz it`z CLICK 5 concert!! Hell yeah! I`m gonna enjoy it! Well, raf &amp; syah, haf a safe journey okae! I will miss you like what tau! *huggies* :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEFblsXdxII/AAAAAAAAAFo/esTWEyWKWkc/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEFblsXdxII/AAAAAAAAAFo/esTWEyWKWkc/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206543347339871362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEFbzsXdxJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tANC9S6OXdA/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEFbzsXdxJI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tANC9S6OXdA/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206543587858039954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEFb-8XdxKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2q_UEiTuSv8/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEFb-8XdxKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2q_UEiTuSv8/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206543781131568290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEFcJMXdxLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0V6r27xC3QU/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEFcJMXdxLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0V6r27xC3QU/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206543957225227442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1233182649297236856?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1233182649297236856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1233182649297236856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1233182649297236856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1233182649297236856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/ouh-hie.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SEFblsXdxII/AAAAAAAAAFo/esTWEyWKWkc/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4675882008519383672</id><published>2008-05-26T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T18:13:01.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sorry fer not updating for so many freakin daes. Life has been so hectic and chaotic these past few daes. Just last friday (last dae of school) i was getting ready for first period which was chem. I was like going to fish out my file frm my bag when i heard an announcement frm Mr Hafiz. " Suhana Bte Razali frm 3n2 cn u plz cum dwn to the office n bring ur bag along." All my classmates looked at me n said "You`re in big trouble" Coz Mr Hafiz is the DM (dun tell me u haf no idea wat is tht)n i was freaking damn scared. I quickly ran dwn the stairs n i saw my sis. I was like "what the hell is she doing here" I was like freaking worried coz i thought sumthin had happened to my family. I was brave enuff to ask Mr Hafiz what happened. I swear he was speechless. In the car, sis told me tht my uncle, Wak Bari passed away. I went "ouhk". Yea, it was in the paper. 2 PUB workers who were workin. They were hitted by a trailor. I was like Masya-Allah. Went hme and changed. Straight to Serangoon. To cut it short, the next day arnd 1+, while my sis n me were sleeping, we were awakened by our dad`s voice. He was crying like what. He told us "Wak Yah dh meninggal." My sis n me were like "huh?!! Papa biar btol?" We were stunned and froze for a while. My parents were busy calling our relatives and all. My sis n me were like stupidos. Juz stood there and did nuthin. My mum was crying. That was the first time i saw my mum cried. Believe me. I was shocked and scared at the same time. Imagine, it was 2++ am and we received a call saying tht sumone has passed away. We headed to my late aunt`s hse arnd 2+ coz it`s near to our hse. Sat there till 5+ am. Went back hme for Subuh. My uncle and cuzzin went to our hse to haf a quick nap. Headed there again arnd 8+. ANd yes, i didn`t sleep the whole dae. I was yawning all the way inclusive my cuzzins n my sis. To me, it was unbelieveable coz 2 persons passed away at the same time. Yea, life is really fragile. And i repented when i saw how my their bodies were being put in the grave. Masya-Allah. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4675882008519383672?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4675882008519383672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4675882008519383672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4675882008519383672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4675882008519383672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry-fer-not-updating-for-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-1184181525543414149</id><published>2008-05-13T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:00:00.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;And finally, it`z OVER!! Yezza!! How i love it when i can spend my leisure time relaxing and watching tv as long as i want to. Bio was quite easy and i was shocked tht i could handle it. F&amp;N suckz! I`m not surprise if i flunk. I can have my good sleep as there will be no school tomorrow. Marking day. I will wake up when the Sun is above my head. Haha! Surprisingly, I feel bored when exams are over. I have nuthin to do. Stay at home, watching tv and rest my eyes. On the bright side, there is no need for me to open my books and stuff all the infos in my peanut brain. Sumthin worries me. My results. Oh! How i hate it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, i miss this friend of mine. I miss chatting with this friend. I looked at all the previous convos. Ouh god, how i miss this friend. Yeah, i will let out everything to you. My ups &amp; downs, my happy moments. I will lend you my ears and i will try to sort things out but now, everything has change. You and your world, me and mine. I will cherish every moment we had. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-1184181525543414149?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/1184181525543414149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=1184181525543414149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1184181525543414149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/1184181525543414149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-finally-itz-over-yezza-how-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-5969869179631837267</id><published>2008-05-02T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T21:53:00.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Todae was SS and eng paper 2. Well, it was average though. Hopefully, i can pass. And yea, my throat is killing me, my eyes and my nose are watery. That`z really a bummer! Now i can`t talk, i can`t drink coz it`z damn painful to swallow ur saliva. Mon will be malay paper 2. Hehe. Well, yesterdae will be the most scariest day of my life. I shall not story telling here. Confidential and private. Sorry bt it keeps haunting me. I keep thinking about it. Darn!! So.. yup.. i`m gonna revise later eventhough i dun have the mood to squeeze all the infos in my small brain. Geekz!! How i hate exams. Can i just cut open my throat? Ouh man... how i hate sore throat!! It`s just sux!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-5969869179631837267?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/5969869179631837267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=5969869179631837267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5969869179631837267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/5969869179631837267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/05/todae-was-ss-and-eng-paper-2.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4452046806574301586.post-4486183922156620237</id><published>2008-04-28T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T06:14:26.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SBXNnDy8n7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PAyGBK4S7GQ/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SBXNnDy8n7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PAyGBK4S7GQ/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194283816159322034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todae was damn bored. I dunnoe why but i felt really bored like hell in class. Ouh btw, i gt the highest for my malay CA. 75/100. Yea.. i noe it`z nt tht good bt hey it was really troublesome to do the nppa okae! I really felt restless through out the lesson till going hme. Hmph! And yea, exam fevers are here! Hoho! Cn i juz shoot myself? Kayy... cut tht crap. Gonna squeeze all tht info in my small brain. Haiya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee Attack!!! Yea... juz as i reached hme, i saw my mum fighting with a bee. And there`z more!! Well, they were outside bt still they could come inside. And i swear i could hear the buzzing sound of tht freaky creatues. I was like Omigod!! I hate it!! And i felt a sudden itch all over my body when hearing tht buzzing sound. Waited for tht pest control and tada! They left. I hate bees! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4452046806574301586-4486183922156620237?l=atalikewhoa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/feeds/4486183922156620237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4452046806574301586&amp;postID=4486183922156620237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4486183922156620237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4452046806574301586/posts/default/4486183922156620237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atalikewhoa.blogspot.com/2008/04/todae-was-damn-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>senorita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10375389462285336971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/R2tznuQ3LiI/AAAAAAAAACs/pQqiqC5K6aM/S220/119647965412892.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J0bQMB6i7NE/SBXNnDy8n7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PAyGBK4S7GQ/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
