<?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-1646544588257996072</id><updated>2011-07-28T14:44:09.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY MICKEY!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-2318971192219892433</id><published>2010-04-30T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:02:09.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I will not be posting stuff here anymore. Relink me at my tumblr a/c (: The link is on the about me panel thingy. I'll be active there. Thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-2318971192219892433?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/2318971192219892433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-will-not-be-posting-stuff-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2318971192219892433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2318971192219892433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-will-not-be-posting-stuff-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-7008450210457964861</id><published>2010-04-23T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T09:55:53.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I love today :D replay please? school was as per normal. what made my day  is everything that happened after it. I walked home w Niki then found Aqil under my block. he wanted to see me. we talked for a while then I went home. bathe eat then slept. around 5 or 6 I heard familiar familiar voices outside in the hall. went out and saw family from Australia! :) uncle mano, aunty Annie, Alex and  Brittany :D haven't seen them since uncle's funeral in primary6 ^^ they told mum and dad that they were coming to spore but decided to make it a surprise for marc Sean and i. We talked a lot :D as though we were never apart. loved it. mummy made crabs and fish for dinner. we all ate this stomach can burst. then hang out all. tomorrow and Sunday we'll be sleeping over at their hotel room and go out shop shop all ^^ they're leaving for Perth on Wednesday so better make the most of the next few days. I won't be updating blog I guess cause I'll be really busy having fun, muahahaha :) okay. goodnight dudes and ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-7008450210457964861?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/7008450210457964861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-today-d-replay-please-school-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7008450210457964861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7008450210457964861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-today-d-replay-please-school-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-9152214151837872082</id><published>2010-04-22T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T06:43:33.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;At school I just didn't feel good for the first few periods because of what happened yesterday and because of yet another rumour going on about why we broke. Come on you fucktards, I don't care about it anymore. Why the hell should you? I hate maths. Then the guys threw out a paper aeroplane, a super big one, out of the balcony to the parade square. It had 3e4 and names written on it. Mr Nasir saw. He came up to the class later on and told all the guys in our class to follow him w their bags. He told everyone that if our class keeps up this behaviour, we will not get an air conditioned class next year :( So when the guys left the class was like totally empty because there are only so few girls :/ The whole thing was in a way kind of funny :) After school went out. I lightened up :) Met Niki then went to meet YiTing, KaiZhi, Jeremy and Lester at Eastpoint. They were still eating at Eighteen Chefs when we reached so bought Starbucks first. I ordered Java Chip :D Love it. Then Lester went to meet his friends and the rest of us went back to Pasir Ris. Was hoping to see Fahmi aka Dad at simei but he left already :( Next time okay dad! :) Anyway, we went to ehub. Chit chat. Then waved at people in the ferris wheel. A guy and his girlfriend waved back ^^ Went home around 7. Niki Kaizhi and Jeremy came up to see Pepper. Now I'm so tired but I have to do work and pack my bag. I'm getting so irritated this days. Everyone's ordering me around and keeps nagging at me. I want to be alone. Why can't anyone understand that? :( Isit too much to ask for? :( Sighh. Exams are nearing. I want someone to talk to. Someone whom I can share all my problems with.Argh. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-9152214151837872082?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/9152214151837872082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/at-school-i-just-didnt-feel-good-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/9152214151837872082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/9152214151837872082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/at-school-i-just-didnt-feel-good-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6225111634220794524</id><published>2010-04-21T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T09:08:13.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;At school everything was normal. Boring la. Sheesh. I was in my good mood though. But after school when I got the call, everything just went gloomy. I felt like someone punched me in the stomach. Same feeling I got when I found out he was bored of me and all almost 2 or 3 months ago. I thought this guy was much better. I guess I was wrong. All guys are the same. Sigh. Anyway, went to study with Niki, YiTing and KaiZhi at ehub at around 3? I didn't want to spoil the mood so I kept my feelings to myself. I actually studied, for once, outside of my house. Wow. Went home around 8? Didn't eat cause I had no appetite. Called Aqil instead. Cried halfway through telling him what telah the happen. Sorry dude. Thanks for everything :) Tomorrow there's a maths test and I think for once, I'm kind of prepared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You betrayed my feelings. Everything you said, everything, was a lie. Don't worry, she already told me. I can't believe this. Thanks alot. Don't bother calling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6225111634220794524?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6225111634220794524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-school-everything-was-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6225111634220794524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6225111634220794524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-school-everything-was-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-7339741741385508352</id><published>2010-04-20T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T05:59:46.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;On Sunday night I accidentally cut my hand :( bled like mad. Damn. Could literally see the tissue inside. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Monday. Monday was okay. I guess. Nothing much happened. I am getting annoyed at someone. Mood swing every f-ing second. __ I met Aqil after school near my block. We talked a lot :) Fun. Haha. Love you dude! Thanks for listening ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Today was so so. Cikgu didn't come so malay was supposed to be two awesome free periods. But tak jadi cause had fire drill thingy. Everyone went to the field. Then stayed there for so long. Talked to Hazel, Niki, Afifa, Jerlyn and ZhiHui. Then it took up like about 2 hours? Didn't have social studies at all :D Maths, there was a mock test. I daydreamed half of the time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Recess. POA. Heard something that took away my happy mood. English. Assembly. No odac so went home. Went to tampines1 w mummy. Bought two 3 quarter sleeve shirts from uniqlo. I love them :D Went home. Peepa came back from groomers around 7? Had makan. Now lying down. I'm so worried bout something. Waiting for Aqil to call me. Haha. He's taking so long. Okay. Byee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-7339741741385508352?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/7339741741385508352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-sunday-night-i-accidentally-cut-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7339741741385508352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7339741741385508352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-sunday-night-i-accidentally-cut-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-284290450723902219</id><published>2010-04-17T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T00:32:08.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blooog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yesterday was Sports Day. Fun? Not really. Before the relay (was supposed to run) the thing was cancelled cause there was a lightning alert. So everyone was dismissed. What the crap. So went to whitesands with Hazel Love and Chloe. We bought cupwalker and macs. Saw down eat and chitchat. Then went to buy some stuff. I bought Hazel her SuperJunior poster (: Hope you feel better babe :D After that went home. Chloe took the bus. I walked with Hazel. We talked alot and it was fun (: I bought my fake glasses btw. Haha love it. And it didnt rain at all yesterday siaa. F. Wasted la. Could have continued sports day. Then I went to meet Aqil for a while. We're becoming great friends, just like last time :D I LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;Today had tuition in the morning. Was boring. Tiring ): hahahaha. lazy right? okay. then had nasi lemak for lunch. Hahaha. Later going to watch Regina's performance at SJI. Haven't decided what to wear. Sighhhhh. Hate making decisions. Just downloaded many mnay songs (: Yay! Hahaha okay byeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm kind of happy you said no (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-284290450723902219?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/284290450723902219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/blooog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/284290450723902219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/284290450723902219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/blooog.html' title='Blooog'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4509839511823495808</id><published>2010-04-15T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T01:02:55.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Just came home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;School was hurtful as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;After school I went to play guitar with Ashraf, Dino and Aiman. Then after a while Arif, Shukri, Syafiq and ZahId came. The police came and said there were complains so they took down our particulars. Stupid sia. Got people smoking all never go catch. People play guitar also must come. Irritating. At school during assembly I think I got a cramp cause I felt something poke me and then started to hurt like hell :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yesterday went to meet nivaa with hazel yini and chloe :) we bought drinks from cup walker then ate at macs. After that went to library. Ate dinner at cafe. Then walk walk around and shop. Went home early around 8 plus? Meeting up again next week :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You don't know how much hurts. I want to stop these feelings I have for you. Step 1 is to stop messaging you, I guess. This is hard :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4509839511823495808?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4509839511823495808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-came-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4509839511823495808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4509839511823495808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-came-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6671469724630398369</id><published>2010-04-13T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:39:33.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I hated school so much today ): I saw something that made me feel like crap. I heard something that broke my heart into a million pieces. But I followed what Aqil told me to do and didn't show my feelings to anyone. When I came home I just lost it. Sighh. I want to get out of this country so that I can leave these feelings behind and forget about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in malay class, Cikgu said I mumbled.&lt;br /&gt;Literature was boring.&lt;br /&gt;Maths was boring.&lt;br /&gt;English was usual.&lt;br /&gt;Recess was ok.&lt;br /&gt;POA was boring.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was just ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later going to meet Nivaa, Hazel, Yini and Chloe. Niki hasnt confirmed whether she'll be joining us. Im on the phone with Aqil now. Telling him everything ): Couldn't meet today because he had detention. And his parents got called down to his school. Hahaha. What only la Aqil. On the way home just now, I was walking. Then suddenly I just happened to look at bus 21 which was passing by. Saw Jamil and Sharul in the upper deck. Hahaha. Then wave wave all ah. Hahaha funny sia. After that walk walk somemore, saw Haikel. We talked until Amirul came then went our seperate ways. Now at home eating lasagne :D Mum's at a dental appointment. Dad's at work. Marc and Sean's at achool.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to decide what to wear later :/ Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Irreplacable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6671469724630398369?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6671469724630398369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hated-school-so-much-today-i-saw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6671469724630398369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6671469724630398369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hated-school-so-much-today-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-3610345200945529794</id><published>2010-04-13T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T07:49:48.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today school was bearable. I love baobei's contact lens colour :) Cikgu didn't come. So malay was counted as a free period? There was this super lame thing on the table. It said, 'If you are noticing this notice you would notice that it is a waste of time.' Not sure if that's exactly it. can't remember. Then there was this sex talk for assembly. Sick sia. the pictures nb disturbing :P Then didn't go for cca. went to meet Aqil for a while. Went home then slept. Woke up at 7 or 8? Yeah then that's it I guess. Oh ya, its Pepper's birthday today. She's my doggie :D Happy Birthday Peepa! :) One year old munchkin. Haha. Byee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-3610345200945529794?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/3610345200945529794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-school-was-bearable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3610345200945529794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3610345200945529794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-school-was-bearable.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1424647153913001534</id><published>2010-04-12T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T03:13:55.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hey :D Today was ok i guess. Missed out on POA on friday so i didnt have a clue on what they were doing in class. Biology was uncomfortable. And i was soooooo irritated ): Alot alot alot of birthdays today. SO here goes. Happy birthday Maia, Trish, Ali, Margarita, Hafiz and Hilmi :D Best of luck in everything you guys. And congratulations to two good friends of mine. Love you'll (; Hahaha. After school, went to central. Saw Ainul, Yul and Lammuel isit? I dont know how to spell his name :/ sorry. Then walked with Hazel, Dino and Ashraf. Then the guys went to Ehub first to get Dino's guitar. Hazel and I went to my place and I changed + got cha-ching. Then the two of us went to ehub. Bought Mocha Ice Blended, yumyum. Met the guys. Went to 7-11. Bought drinks and all. Sat down for a while. Made a few phone calls. After that we walked to Greenview. Wait for Dino's sister. While waiting we chit chat and watched Hazel's videos on her youtube account. Love your singing babe(: When Dino's sister came we split. I went to meet Aqil. We bought chocobaby then lepak at pondok. Got big big cicak again sia )': Its soo easy to talk to him ahh. I told him my problems and all. Then instead of being like most people and saying its ok, he gave really really good advice. Thanks dude :D My tweets today are kind of emotional? Please don't mind me guys ): I feel down today. Sighh. Ok so anyway. I went home early. Then saw the dress mummy bought for me. I LOVE it :D Hahahaha! Thanks mum (: After mandi-ing, i slept for a while. Woke up and ate grapes :D Hahaha. Im not hungry at all anymore. Hahaha. Okay, then Aqil called. Asked if I wanted to catch a movie this weekend. See first okay? ^^ These days I enter school with a postive and happy mood and come out feeling like crap. I dont like it ); And the heat in Singapore is killing me! D: I hope Dad gets an attachment to work overseas for a few years. I'll gladly leave this place mann. Hahaha. Okay byee (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1424647153913001534?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1424647153913001534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-d-today-was-ok-i-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1424647153913001534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1424647153913001534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-d-today-was-ok-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-5663962194830561371</id><published>2010-04-11T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T05:23:31.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Okay. So in the morning went to church help out with foodfair. Not many 'classmates' were there. When I went there only a few people were at the stall. Sat down. Jeremy came not long after. Then the four of us -Jeremy, Margarita, I forgot to ask the other girl for her name :( (so sorry!) and I walked around trying to find something to eat. Jeremy and I decided to eat the ice cream. I had chocolate, yumyum ^^ There was no signal cause the foodfair was held in the basement carpark. Then we sit down, ate, chit chat, take photo and all. After that they went to walk around somemore. I stayed with Jeremy and talked with him. Haha about the sports heats all and he's competition thingy. Then he told me about the girl he likes. Can't say the name of course. Winkwink eh Jeremy :D I need to ask him about something at school tomorrow. Ok anyway. The thing ended early. Went home. I slept cause I was nb tired. Woke up, ate yums that mum made. Pancake ^^ After that went to meet Lina and Nasyahh at pondok. We main guitar. I bitched about him and felt better. Mean right? :) Then got big black cicak so we went under my block. This guy who has eyes for Lina called Nasyahh's phone to talk to her. He kept hanging up and calling back. Irritating uh. After a while Nasyahh was like 'Ape kau nak!' Haha funny mannn ^^ Then Lina also fed up, she hung up. They went back around 6.40. Still early so I went to the hall meet everyone. They were playing soccer -.- I didn't want to join. Must be mature mah ^^ Went home early. About 7.30? Mandi then now waiting to makan. Later I think they are showing Underworld 3 on tv. Must watch man! :D Ok gtg. Byee :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ps. Damn the things you've done to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pps. I thought Nasyahh and Lina what the meaning of Harami is. Those who read a thousand splendid suns would know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-5663962194830561371?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/5663962194830561371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/5663962194830561371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/5663962194830561371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1146720102172635721</id><published>2010-04-10T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T06:33:58.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Woke up late today. Around like 1? Makan roti while waiting for mum and dad to come home with lunch. Aqil called then we chit chat till marc called me out of my room. When mum and dad came back, they went to mandi then we all sat down to makan. Watched the Mummy3. It was ok ah. I still think they should have just stopped it at part 2 cause this one ruined the whole thing :/ Then went online, check mail, got bored and went to play guitar. At 4 just went to get ready to go to church. Left house around 5? Mass ended at 6.50 cause the priest's sermon lasted for a long time. Parents decided to order pizza for dinner. Now just finished. In the hall with everyone. We're waiting for Incredible Tales to start. Hope its a freaking scary one :D I love the song Eternal Flame by The Bangles :) andand the video for Bedrock. Funny sia! :) Mum's complaining that the phone is stuck to my hand ^^ Hahaha. tomorrow's the foodfair thing at church. Nobody's telling us when and where to meet :/ I need to go out. Anyone free? Haha. Almost everyone is busy these days :P boring eh :( Okay. Bye loves :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1146720102172635721?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1146720102172635721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/woke-up-late-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1146720102172635721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1146720102172635721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/woke-up-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-7308053379957494800</id><published>2010-04-09T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T04:02:43.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I didn't go to school today cause I was plain lazy. I'm SO sorry hazel :( really really sorry :( I missed out a lot according to Dino. Hahaha. In the morning followed mum to whitesands hoping to find a pair of slippers. But I didn't find any to my liking. So looked for a school bag but all were like not really worth the money. So I gave up. Saw Yiyuan and Willis. Then went to ntuc so mum could do her shopping then went to macs to buy lunch. Saw Aqil :) We waved hi from far cause he malu to talk to me in front of mum. Then he started messaging me. Haha. Then came home to eat then had tuition :/ Cikgu was late. Then after that went to friend's house. Play guitar. Then go under block, play guitar somemore. Then sent her to ehub and went to meet love and Aqil. Haha love was so cute when she was telling us bout her new mataer. He is from tampines rovers according to her. Last long girl :) Then I disturb aqil about his 'malu-ness'. Haha. Then he was like 'Aku sumpah tak malu sia. Ku leceh je.' Yeah right aqil! Man, blogging from the phone is hard :/ Now Sean's friends are here. Ish. Ok byee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tattoo your name across my heart So it will remain Not even death could make us part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-7308053379957494800?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/7308053379957494800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-didnt-go-to-school-today-cause-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7308053379957494800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7308053379957494800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-didnt-go-to-school-today-cause-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6612471583520263842</id><published>2010-04-08T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T05:31:44.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today was fun. had sports heats. mum gave me arif and dino a lift to tampines stadium. ran for ODAC 4x100m. hahaha it was soo fun. ilovedit(: we got second place. groupB girls also got second place and the boy group also got second place. so all of us made it uhhh :D Hahaha best! then came back saw everyone at atlantis so stayed with them for a while. there were these workers like trying to put up a big tree there. the were there since like 5.30 according to the rest. then like i dont know what happened but the head contractor and din started to argue. then the contractor was like "i call police." and "you and me one on one ah." hahaha then din was like so funny! we were laughing like crap sia. hahahahaha! yesterday went to lepak with hazel after school and we talked and talked. it was so fun. i love you baobei (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby, you don't mean a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6612471583520263842?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6612471583520263842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6612471583520263842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6612471583520263842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-156419061422060427</id><published>2010-04-06T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T04:51:36.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today was Tuesday. School's Cca day. School was boring. I only liked recess. Played tap tap revenge on Willis's phone. thanks dude :) beat Dino! muahahaha! for odac had like cooking outdoors. boring. tiring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't have the heart to tell you. we don't really talk anymore. I know it means nothing to you. but it means so much to me. sigh. someone shoot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-156419061422060427?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/156419061422060427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/156419061422060427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/156419061422060427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-5440528604320655695</id><published>2010-04-05T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T05:01:38.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today was one of those fun days :) During school was fun cause I had no disagreements or anything with anyone. After school Hazel and Dino followed me home. Waited at the vd for me. mandi makan take guitar and went down to meet them. then we went to central there. waited for Ashraf and arif at pondok. played guitar and bought bubble tea. Ashraf arif shukri and syafiq came after they finished their interviews. then we decided since it was hafiz's bday we buy him bubble tea, ask him to come and give him the drink + play him a birthday song. so I asked khalis to bring him there. while waiting we tried to do a cover on hey soul sister but it wasn't good enough. then we tried replay but I guess today just wasn't a good day to make a cover so we decided to do it another day. hazel and I saw an old guy crapping. no joke -.- he's pants was down and all. horrible sia, disgusting :/ then khalis and hafiz came and we sang the song and all. then Dino had to go so we all split. tomorrow got physics tutorial. I heart tutorials ^^ Hahaha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I won't be waiting a second longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-5440528604320655695?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/5440528604320655695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-one-of-those-fun-days-during.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/5440528604320655695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/5440528604320655695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-was-one-of-those-fun-days-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-7874711416199225106</id><published>2010-04-04T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:33:14.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;blogging from this phone is hard :/ I just have to make do with it. I'm supposed to be finishing up my homework and all but I'm too lazy :( I need a longer holiday. I've decided to just drop the whole Germany thing. I don't want to go anymore. later will be going to aunty's house to celebrate Easter. woopie :) we're seeing Nicholas off from there cause he's going back to ns camp. school starts tomorrow :( sigh. at least i can use my new watch ^^ hot pink you know. don't play play :) I hope there are no tests or anything. can't stand them :/ there's pe tomorrow too! another thing to look forward too :) k I gotta run. byee :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you don't mean a thing to me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-7874711416199225106?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/7874711416199225106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/blogging-from-this-phone-is-hard-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7874711416199225106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7874711416199225106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/blogging-from-this-phone-is-hard-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1095415958479340691</id><published>2010-04-03T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:37:34.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Its not fun to keep saying "Today was a boring day." And boring days can be made fun so that's exactly what i did today. I woke up and had breakfast. I was supposed to go to the movies with baobei but the thing was cancelled so i caught up on some stuff. I helped mum clean up the house and sweep the floor. then i washed my shoes till it was squeaky clean ^^ and i helped mum with the pecan pie. then i came online. when the pie was ready everyone had it for tea. yummy ^^ now im printing out chords :D So today wasnt boring after all (: i love this weather btw. haha. rainrainrain. im waiting for a message ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm totally over you, finally (: no more pain baby :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1095415958479340691?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1095415958479340691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-not-fun-to-keep-saying-today-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1095415958479340691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1095415958479340691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-not-fun-to-keep-saying-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4980952718389029988</id><published>2010-03-31T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:54:59.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;It raining(: just now like talking to ainul on facebook then like the thing lagged like crap :/ the computer kept like repeating 'haha' when i didnt even type it. wtf? crazy. sorry ainul. haha he must think im weird right now.. ok so i woke up at 7 plus replied to a message then fell asleep again. then woke up, mandi, makan and watch tv. 'phantom of the opera'-ed at friend's house and came back. online. boring or what? later going church visiting cause its maundy thursday. im bored of everything. damn this. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4980952718389029988?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4980952718389029988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-raining-3-hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4980952718389029988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4980952718389029988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-raining-3-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1104489857889640390</id><published>2010-03-31T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T02:11:50.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;someone had an attitude problem at school just now. whatever. be that way. i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passed up my social studies book. hope i do ok. then had maths and all. i loved physics :D hahaha. mdm quek is a really sweet teacher (: but like my mood was totally ruined thanks to some stuff. i don't know what happened la. really. totally give up on you.&lt;br /&gt;after school i was cheered up (: went to play guitar under the block with ashraf and dino. ashraf's little brother, ahmad, was there too. then sean and his friend came and the little kids went off to do little kid stuff. then arif, shukri and syafiq came. shukri is like loaded with talent man! hahaha. i recorded a video of ashraf and dino playing 'baby'. check it out on my facebook page.  facebook lags alot :/ hahaha. byee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1104489857889640390?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1104489857889640390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/someone-had-attitude-problem-at-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1104489857889640390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1104489857889640390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/someone-had-attitude-problem-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-3395900468430157854</id><published>2010-03-30T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:28:55.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I've got nothing else to do so might as well update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;School today was ok. Ms Michelle Goh cried during English -.- It was everyone's fault k Dino&gt; Chill. Then there was supposed to be a social studies test but Ms Shaheedah made it a open book/home test thingy. There was a maths test too :/ Matrices isit? It was easy cause it was also an open book test. I'm so malu to face him thanks to everyone. I have no mood to talk to him. Cb. I gave out fortune cookies ^^ haha. Ms Sharon Wee looks so nice when she smiles! She should smile more (: There was no odac cause Mr Lam didn't plan anything. Thursday no school cause its Commendation Day. But its Maundy Thursday so need to go church visiting in the evening. Friday = Good Friday (: This year like I always look forward to cathechism class :D Its a thousand times better than St Annes classes ah. Hahahaha. + the people are wayy nicer.&lt;br /&gt;Just now I met Aqil for a while cause he was nearby. Hahaha. We saw this old couple making out. Then Aqil was like, "Nek, tetek dh sag laaa. Dh tk lawa." Then they stop, look up and walk away. Hahaha they like paiseh siaaaa. Then we went to buy slurpeee. Lepak under my block and chit chat all ah. He got caught for smoking a few days back. Need to pay fine :/ hahaha. Then like he promise next time all of us fro,m the old clique(Syahirah, Shukri, Zainul, Diana, Aqil, me) will go out really soon! :D HAPPY OR WHAT :D hahaha. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;past few days have been boring. too normal. i need something to look forward to everyday ): definetely not a boyfriend. haha. i dont want one at all anymore. i need something thats totally awesome! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;derick said that there might be a 'jamming session' at his place soon. haha i cant wait for that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont avoid you because i just dont care. i can walk past you without even wanting to look at you. so you can go on avoiding me. i dont give a F ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go meet lina ); i miss her. she's on probation ): ); tk gerek ahh. i'll ask her if i can meet her later. i dont like school cause of the majority of people and the never ending tests. but i LOVE 3E4 TO THE CORE :D awesome class full of awesome people. best class of the year ahh ^^ k byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Won't go quietly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-3395900468430157854?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/3395900468430157854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/chill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3395900468430157854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3395900468430157854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/chill.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6326953568456089710</id><published>2010-03-26T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T00:00:28.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I can't get over this, mannnnnn. Stupid stupid Kyra. Sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition just now at 9++ for an hour. After that went back to sleep until 1++. I'm tired and bummed out. It's not a good day. Later I'm meeting Dino cause he has to give me my social studies book back. I need to study :/ Sorry dude! I want to tell him what happened too. Then later at 7 I need to be at church. The whole service lasts till 10 :/ St Anne's never had this. Hahaha. Divine Mercy has more gatherings I guess. This morning we had like fortune cookies on the table. Marc's fortune was more like advice. It said "You're friends are waiting for you, go." or something like that. I can't remember mum's and sean's. Mine was "Your relationship is blooming." What crap ah :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everybody's breaking up, throwing their love away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6326953568456089710?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6326953568456089710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-get-over-this-mannnnnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6326953568456089710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6326953568456089710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-get-over-this-mannnnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-251218912483865027</id><published>2010-03-26T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T06:57:06.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I've heard the sickest piece of news today :/ Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I went to get my capo, it cost like $10. Which is kind of ok i guess (: After that went to meet Lina. She's grounded for life it seems): Then Nasyahh came (: We chit chat then Nasyahh gave Lina a free hair cut :D Damn lawa. Hahahaha. Can become hairstylist next time confirm :D&lt;br /&gt;School was boring AS USUAL.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt many many new songs. I'll list some here;&lt;br /&gt;! Kiss-Beth&lt;br /&gt;! Justin Bieber-Baby (I'm not a JB fan. But I couldn't help but learn this song.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;! Jay Sean-Down&lt;br /&gt;! Train-Hey Soul Sister&lt;br /&gt;! Natalie-Torn&lt;br /&gt;! Lesley Roy-Unbeautiful&lt;br /&gt;! Scorpions-Always Somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I "perfected" Sweet Child Of Mine :D Hahaha. Im a slow learner? :/&lt;br /&gt;I'm fed up with school. I hate school. Sighh, I do't want to go ):&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have Malay tuition at 9.30 ): Horror. Arhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont want to see you. It just ruins my happy mood because it brings back the memories that I want to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-251218912483865027?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/251218912483865027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-heard-sickest-piece-of-news-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/251218912483865027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/251218912483865027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-heard-sickest-piece-of-news-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-3487009600632206066</id><published>2010-03-23T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T04:00:51.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I was slacking at home the entire holidays, wake up in the afternoon, eat, sleep, wake up, bathe, eat and sleep :/ I did go out on some days but that was it. Had Marc's birthday party on Saturday. That was the only exciting thing. I just came back from ODAC. We went 'trekking' for two hours. Leg cramp ): Tomorrow I'll purposely wears slippers cause my shoes are seriously dirty :/ I finished homework and packed bags. Now waiting to go out for dinner with family to celebrate Marc's 17th birthday. Happy birthday! (: I love youuuu ^^ Hahahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe my brother is actually 17 :/ hahahaha. So anyhow, there was a maths test just now. I'm going to flunk it. And I got my report book! Here are my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English : 65.4 (B3)&lt;br /&gt;Malay   : 62    (B4)&lt;br /&gt;Maths   : 60.3(B4)&lt;br /&gt;Science (PHY,BIO) : 72 (A2)&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities (SS, LIT) : 82 (A1)&lt;br /&gt;POA : 100 (A1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. So total points would be 15? That's great for me (: Better maintain. I am like really happy cause last year my maths was a C6 and malay was a C5 :/ Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you for ignoring me ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-3487009600632206066?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/3487009600632206066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-slacking-at-home-entire-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3487009600632206066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3487009600632206066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-slacking-at-home-entire-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4881552051022738556</id><published>2010-03-18T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T06:37:51.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>df</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I met Nivaa today and had an awesome time (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4881552051022738556?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4881552051022738556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/df.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4881552051022738556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4881552051022738556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/df.html' title='df'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4641079823827059024</id><published>2010-03-16T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:23:54.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You used my heart. Chewed it and spat it out. Just like your chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I still have no mood to write any long story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4641079823827059024?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4641079823827059024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-used-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4641079823827059024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4641079823827059024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-used-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-8925864584743322948</id><published>2010-03-16T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:57:30.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haha Peeps is so cute. She keeps jumping on the sofa ^^ She'll look around to see if she's being watched first though. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored ): I wanna go out. I woke up at 11++ I think then listened to music and fell asleep again. Woke up at 1++ then wash up, groom Peeps, makan and watch tv. That's everything I guess :/ Boring right? I dont want to go downstairs cause I don't want to see someone. And he just happens to be there today): He keeps asking to me to go cause he wants to talk to me but I don't think I can face him without breaking down. Sucks. Sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss you so much. You don't know what you're doing to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-8925864584743322948?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/8925864584743322948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/haha-peeps-is-so-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/8925864584743322948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/8925864584743322948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/haha-peeps-is-so-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-7447994963269487014</id><published>2010-03-15T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T05:06:32.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>biaaatch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today went to Ubin with family. I'm sooo tired. Haha, had to wake up at  8++ ): Slept while the rest ate. Came home, went downstairs. Now waiting for mum and dad to come home. Yesterday was the supposedly one year :P Fuck it. I hate 14ths. Meira said I'm a dumbass for messaging him. I agree ^^ Hahahahahahahaha! She actually slapped me today ): haha. But bought me orange soda soo ok la i forgive (: Hahaha! Mepek. Soo how many more days of holidays left? Emm, 6? Including Saturday and Sunday. I don't want to go to school. I hate school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shane Ryan is my scandal :D Muaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-7447994963269487014?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/7447994963269487014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/biaaatch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7447994963269487014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7447994963269487014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/biaaatch.html' title='biaaatch.'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-2023722744381321919</id><published>2010-03-13T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:13:20.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You don't even know the meaning of the words " I'm sorry ".&lt;br /&gt;You said you would love me until you die and as far as I know you're still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-2023722744381321919?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/2023722744381321919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-dont-even-know-meaning-of-words-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2023722744381321919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2023722744381321919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-dont-even-know-meaning-of-words-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4724146992219383973</id><published>2010-03-11T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:30:08.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blooop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ok I was wrong, camp was the BEST! (: Haha. Ok here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: We reached the place and got briefed then we went up to our dorms to keep our stuff. Then we went to eat then went kayaking! ^^ It was sooo fun! Lukman was my partner. I could actually swim, for the first time :D Haha I was so scared to fall into the water though :/ Then like for the first game we had to like cross all the kayaks and get to the other side in open water. Ali and I went first? We took 7 seconds, wooo! Then we played all these other games. Was really fun. After that went to build rafts. It was a success ^^ After that went to shower, makan and everything else. I was like singing the song from 'The Proposal' the whole time. Its nice ^^&lt;br /&gt;Then Blind Man's Trail, supper and lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: The sound of some aeroplane woke me up -_- Couldn't go back to sleep after that. Went to wash up then did morning exercise then makan. That day we did absailing, high elements, flying fox, rock climbing and the stations. It was the best! Then we finalised our cheers, There were cheerleading stunts. All the girls did that. During the campfire everyone was totally hyped up! ^^ The performances were great. My favourite was by 3T1. It was daaaaamn funny! Hahahaha! We got first prize for the cheer competition ^^ Then we had supper, debrief and lights out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Again the aeroplane woke me up ): Had mosquito bites this time :/ Unlucky. Washed up, had breakfast and all. Then we did cleaning up. Our class got the girls' toilet :P We were like splashing each other with water until we were like soaking wet. Hahaha :D After clean up, the camp chief debriefed us. We started taking photos then did our cheer for the last time. Bus came, we got on with 4 instructors. Then like we were singing along with the music they started playing. Soo cool ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was really awesome. So glad I went for it :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4724146992219383973?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4724146992219383973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/blooop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4724146992219383973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4724146992219383973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/blooop.html' title='blooop'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6215138853767914086</id><published>2010-03-09T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T03:30:26.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negatives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he negative post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school yesterday and it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school today, but it still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to camp tomorrow. Daaaamn. IT SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this suckish-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6215138853767914086?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6215138853767914086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/negatives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6215138853767914086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6215138853767914086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/negatives.html' title='Negatives'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-531094772771045787</id><published>2010-03-06T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:14:26.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;On Friday, I went to meet Syarafina. Met her outside her school around there then we went to makan at burger king. Caught up a bit. Next time we're going for a movie and inviting others because "the more, the merrier". After that went to meet Lina at bus interchange. She got her new uniform, transferred out of Metta to Northlight. Then went to her house, paint nails, then went to central to alter her skirt. We bought drinks then went to lepak under block.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went for Cassandra's birthday party. There was ice cream cake, shioooook! Sean and mum didn't come cause "poor" Sean was sick and mum had to look after him.&lt;br /&gt;Just now, went for Cathechism class (did I spell it properly?) at 9.15. Sat next to Jeremy Matthew Chan ^^ Haha. We played Whacko as an icebreaker. Then studied some stuff, listened to sad song. Haha Jeremy wrote his school class and index number on the paper, funny mannnn ^^ After that we walked to the big big space downstairs. Waited with him for a while then went into the church first cause Marc, Mum and Dad were already there. After mass, went to drop off Marc at St Anne's then went to makan at the mall. I had lamb chop ^^ Hahaha, then came home. Wanted to follow mum and dad to IKEA but I'm too tired. So yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading "A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS". Its really sad ): Hahaha I started crying like when I read the part when people got exploded and Mariam's mum dies :/ Stupid cry baby :P I want to download 'Get Crazy' by LMFAO. Daaaaaaamn nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loving you is the hardest thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-531094772771045787?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/531094772771045787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-friday-i-went-to-meet-syarafina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/531094772771045787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/531094772771045787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-friday-i-went-to-meet-syarafina.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-2607203274526221519</id><published>2010-03-03T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:36:15.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOSH ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oooo, i haven't updated for a while. K so for literature i got 22/25 ^^ In your face disgrace, Love :P I'm sitting next to Alia Farhana in class ^^&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha! She is daaaaaaamn funny (: So yeah, Im starting to enjoy Literature Class again :D Looking forward to Monday ^^ Tomorrow Im going to meet Syarafina! :D Today was kind of ok. For social studies we played captain's ball. I don't know what its got to do with ss. Then for biology listened to music with Ashraf. CD we went to the hall to do something, I'm not sure what it was. Wasn't paying any attention. Then Maths was like 'alien language'. Ms Wee didn't come so for english I just did whatever worksheet they gave then fell asleep. Later going Science Centre with family to see the Body Works exhibition thingy. Haha I can't wait for tomorrow! ^^ On Saturday going for cousin's birthday party. Haha things are kind of looking up. Hope it stays this wayy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You're just so sweet (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-2607203274526221519?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/2607203274526221519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2607203274526221519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2607203274526221519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/gosh.html' title='GOSH ^^'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-3024004965918963935</id><published>2010-03-01T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:37:10.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just now had POA test. I could remember the format pretty well but like it didn't balance out. Oh well.. I'm seriously feeling better ^^ I keep thinking positively and LUCKILY I have the bestest friends (: Thanks guys, I love you'll. Now waiting for Hazel to tell me what time she finishing so I can meet her and then we can go buy baju ^^I wanna get a miniskirt :D Hahaha oh yaa I think I really like this guy, for real. It's like so easy to talk to him and I feel that I can tell him anything (: Hehehhh. Soo dreamy ^^ Bur I'm too scared to tell him :/ I need a CONFIDENCE BOOOOST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Loved up (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-3024004965918963935?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/3024004965918963935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-now-had-poa-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3024004965918963935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3024004965918963935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-now-had-poa-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-2113839499838219118</id><published>2010-03-01T02:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T02:07:39.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Seriously, I wanted to punch your face in literature class today :P A-hole. You're totally disgusting and obnoxious :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today had malay oral. i'm going to fail. I had social studies test, literature test and biology test. Tomorrow got POA test. Wednesday got English oral. Everyday also got something. I hate school. School sucks. I wanna be home schooled or something. The uniform sucks, the studies suck , EVERYTHING SUCKS. Irritating ah. I want June holidays to come so I can dye my hair :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-2113839499838219118?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/2113839499838219118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/seriously-i-wanted-to-punch-your-face.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2113839499838219118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2113839499838219118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/seriously-i-wanted-to-punch-your-face.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1078318500679335275</id><published>2010-02-27T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:24:31.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hilmi sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Do you know the feeling when you miss someone so much but you hate them all the more? Is it like a feeling that everyone gets? Or am I just plain dumb?&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't miss me I guess judging by the way he is behaving and all. Sighhh. I'm pathetic. Thanks for doing this to me. I have no mood to blog at all.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For you, I wouldn't mind being the doormat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1078318500679335275?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1078318500679335275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/hilmi-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1078318500679335275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1078318500679335275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/hilmi-sucks.html' title='hilmi sucks.'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-2957336871202030135</id><published>2010-02-26T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:25:35.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haha ok I finally set up my twitter page. Find me k? (: My leg is soo cramped. I want a wheelchair or something so I won't have to walk ): I feel so empty. Sighh. Anyway thanks for yesterday Rizal ^^ Later I'm going to ask Lina if I can meet her in the evening. So long never see her already. This coming friday I want to go meet Syarafina! :D Now I'm waiting for something exciting to happen.  Meanwhile, I'll go learn how to play a song by Bob Marley ^^ Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want just deserts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-2957336871202030135?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/2957336871202030135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/laughss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2957336871202030135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2957336871202030135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/laughss.html' title='laughss'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6601592903982140902</id><published>2010-02-25T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:47:18.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Road race was the bomb! Haha I got 17th position ^^ After road race went to makan with Hazel, Shannon, Rafie and Dino at whitesands. (I have been told someone is reading my blog to find out what's happening. It's nice to have a loyal reader ah but a stoker is just too much :P) Now talking on the phone with Rizal ^^ Hahaha gee thosai :D Later meeting him, Jolene, Alya, Hady and Helmi at Greenview there for a while. I think Hady is super cute ^^ Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 weeks 2 days feels like 2 years 2 months. I miss you bodoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6601592903982140902?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6601592903982140902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6601592903982140902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6601592903982140902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_25.html' title='):'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-7988535347800542665</id><published>2010-02-25T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T03:14:00.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today class was so boring ): The english teacher walked out of class. I think this is like the third time a teacher walked out and its not even been 2 months! Haha. Playing the guitar seems to help me relax :/ I want to become a pro ^^ Haha! Tomorrow is ROAD RACE DAY. 4km man ): I want to sleep in the whole day. I have no mood to run. Just now after school I went to meet friends. Before that went to lepak with Ashraf, Dino and Mitzi. We like bought bubble tea then went to some block in front of whitesands primary school. Past few days have been boring :P&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to go downstairs anymore. I find it even more boring nowadays. Today is Thursday right? GREAT! That means they are going to be showing 'Keeping Up With The Kardashians'! I am a hardcore fan ^^ Hahaha (: K, and I miss you ): Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love 'Pretty Wings' by Maxwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-7988535347800542665?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/7988535347800542665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/doooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7988535347800542665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7988535347800542665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/doooooooo.html' title='doooooooo'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1535742921789355057</id><published>2010-02-24T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T03:24:26.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I finally passed my malay ^^ Haha thats seriously a first since primary school. Weeeeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;Today school was ok. Nothing really interesting happened. There was a Physics test :/ I didnt know! And I lost one of my ear studs ): It was NEW! ): After school waited for Dino to do retest for maths then go buy bubble tea. After that waited with him till the bus came then I went to meet Syazana for a while. The rest i'm not going to tell :P&lt;br /&gt;I dont think Jason Derulo is that handsome, no offence :/&lt;br /&gt;I feel like watching a comedy, i need a laugh. Im depressed :P&lt;br /&gt;I've been messaging alot of people lately, hahahaha! The phone is going bonkers. The timing is all messed up :/ Can like someone tell me how to fix it?&lt;br /&gt;Just now I was watching that Paris Hilton's New BFF show. Its so bimbotic. Don't the girls have anything else to do? Hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All this time you were pretending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1535742921789355057?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1535742921789355057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1535742921789355057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1535742921789355057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6629218470765572070</id><published>2010-02-22T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:06:41.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I managed to skip school ^^ Now waiting for mum and dad to come home. I have an extra day to study for POA :D Jeremy didn't go to school too, HIGH5! (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bored. Really really bored. I'll go call Liyana. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did I lose my love to someone better? And does she love you like I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6629218470765572070?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6629218470765572070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-managed-to-skip-school-now-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6629218470765572070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6629218470765572070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-managed-to-skip-school-now-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-252998357378201580</id><published>2010-02-22T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T05:00:25.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMOISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today went for steamboat at Derick's place (: I went there with Hazel and Darren. Lester, Yini and Sherlin were already there ^^ It was the best! Thanks Derick! After eating went to listen to Derick play drums. Went home at 5+? Tomorrow I have no mood to go to school. Stupid school :P I'm messaging more than usual. Hahaha! Alli says it phony-tasking or something like that. Hahahaha :P Like seriously sia, 5 people at one shot is alot! (; I feel popular :P Hahahahaha (: I had pasta for dinner, yumyum. It always makes me feel better ^^ Hehehehee. I love the songs 'Bed Rock' by Yound Money, 'Lalala' by LMFAO and 'Hollywood' by Marina and The Diamonds. They are totally awesome (: I want to learn how to play a very pro song on the guitar! Do you think I am up for it? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't care bout anything but you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-252998357378201580?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/252998357378201580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/emoish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/252998357378201580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/252998357378201580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/emoish.html' title='EMOISH'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6207019115981019495</id><published>2010-02-21T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:15:03.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes and whizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yesterday was, to me, the second best day of my life (: I can't tell you what happened. Im only telling my closest buddie (: I feel so WONDERFUL. This is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just came back from church. Went to makan at Buangkok :P Then went buy stuff from Ehub. Cathechism class starts next week ): Arhhh. Later i'm going to meet some friends and a really special person (: Hahaha. Can't wait to see her! ^^ I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, on Tuesday there's a POA test so I have to go studyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going to Derick's place for steamboat. Thanks Derick :D And its my favourite school day cause there is PE! Woooooo ^^&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired all of a sudden. Can't wait to go out thoughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't talk to you cause I know you won't even bother.&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you're ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6207019115981019495?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6207019115981019495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/quizzes-and-whizzes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6207019115981019495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6207019115981019495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/quizzes-and-whizzes.html' title='Quizzes and whizzes'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1188694176673388121</id><published>2010-02-19T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:58:06.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YESTERDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So yesterday after school, followed Dino go pick up his lil' sis. Saw Jamil and Hadi. Then saw some boy from downstairs. Talked with boy from downstairs. Saw Dino's cousin, she is so cute. Then went home, talked to Syarafina on facebook ^^ Hahaha we're still best friends after all this time (:&lt;br /&gt;Then Dino called said his guitar cca finish already so can go buy tickets. Then got ready. Look downstairs then saw Ali all skateboarding. Went down saw Dino and Rafie. Went to Ehub. On the way saw Jamil and all slacking under block. Said the 'hello's and 'bye's and went off. Got the three tickets. Then went to tampines. Dino went to change, i waited under the block. So many people looking at me as if I had no home :P then went to central. Wait for Khalis. Saw Ashraf. He was 'destroying the earth' with his hockey stick, hahahaha! Khalis came. No time for him to change. Walked to ehub. Entered cinema like a few minutes after the show started. Percy Jackson was ok laaaa. The effects were awesome. The show finished like 9? Then went to PRP to slaaaack. Haha, i found everything funny :P Then like we went to buy drinks and ice cream. Then goooo home at 10+++. Slept at 12+++. So tired ): NOw waiting for tuition teacher to come. Sighhhh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;As long as its you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1188694176673388121?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1188694176673388121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1188694176673388121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1188694176673388121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday.html' title='YESTERDAY'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-3434408305263835175</id><published>2010-02-18T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:07:50.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dfvadfg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got 19/40 for maths :/&lt;br /&gt;Later going for movie. Before that meeting lina to go buy tickets then maybe i want to go see Izzati. Hope she is ok. Sighhh. This is for you people who think you'll know every single thing that's happening; If you want to tell people what happened go ahead. Tell the TRUTH. Not some dumbass story you heard from a 'friend'. Seriously la you guys. You'll have no style :/&lt;br /&gt;There are like so many versions laaa. I just heard a new one today. You wanna hear how it goes? "Kyra was cheating on him." Eh fcuk you la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;This doesn't upset me, it pisses me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-3434408305263835175?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/3434408305263835175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/dfvadfg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3434408305263835175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3434408305263835175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/dfvadfg.html' title='dfvadfg'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4897411506004103583</id><published>2010-02-16T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:35:30.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juno.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the show 'Juno'. Good stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;I heard this totally wonderful song (: I can't remember the name of it though. My phone doesnt show the title or artiste either :P But its GREAT! And it reminds me of so many things ^^ &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hahaha &lt;em&gt;(To Izah : First crush eh! (;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today like the malay test was postponed or something. I got good results for&lt;/span&gt; the literature test. Someone doesn't know how to feel happy for others. Loserrr :P&lt;br /&gt;Then like at Maths class (and every other lesson in 3E4) I found everything funny ^^ Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Im so weird.&lt;br /&gt;Eh yeah, i found out that a KPO is reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eh, nothing else to do ah girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One last thing. Thanks Hazel for everything (: You truly are the bestest friend I could ever ask for :D I LOVE YOUUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nothing's forever in this crazy world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4897411506004103583?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4897411506004103583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/juno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4897411506004103583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4897411506004103583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/juno.html' title='Juno.'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-119719399727564535</id><published>2010-02-16T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:36:14.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>asdfdag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eh Fatin! I seriously don't want to go tomorrow ):&lt;br /&gt;Don't sabo laaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, hi guys (: Today was fun! Played soccer like mad :D (Playing soccer is not childish, losersss.) Then I learnt how to play 'Someday" and '12:51' by The Strokes :D Now trying to learn a song by Norah Jones (:&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow school starts ): ): ): So fast siaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;When will the next holiday come? )':&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow got malay test somemore :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Already late, somemore want to waste my time :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Where you going?"&lt;br /&gt;"Home."&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;"Cause I'm late."&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm late."&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh f*ck you la."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-119719399727564535?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/119719399727564535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/asdfdag.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/119719399727564535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/119719399727564535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/asdfdag.html' title='asdfdag'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1052703850035776337</id><published>2010-02-14T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:55:11.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trtgyf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today the siren woke me up :/&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeeeeeeeeepy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for helping me feel better (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1052703850035776337?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1052703850035776337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/trtgyf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1052703850035776337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1052703850035776337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/trtgyf.html' title='trtgyf'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1806442440858799470</id><published>2010-02-13T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:15:39.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day everyone and Happy Chinese New Year (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today is going to be boring though :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha thanks for being my valentine Khalis! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1806442440858799470?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1806442440858799470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1806442440858799470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1806442440858799470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-best.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Best.'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-7145310012969942379</id><published>2010-02-12T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T06:09:24.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVIESSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha the show today was great. Had loads of fun ^^&lt;br /&gt;Saw Germaine and DIvya at ehub. We were supposed to go for the 4.20 show but it was sold out so we went for the 6.50 show. We like spent our time in the arcade and all. Wonder how much we spent. Ohya! Went with Hazel, Niki, Rafie, Khalis, Dino, Imran and Aiman. Hahsssss.&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day is sooo sweeeeeeet ^^&lt;br /&gt;Really had LOTS OF FUN :D Should do this more often!&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad saved pizza so I had that for dinner. Now I'm soooo bored.&lt;br /&gt;Someone talk to me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What did I do? You're really making a big fuss over NOTHING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-7145310012969942379?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/7145310012969942379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/moviesss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7145310012969942379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7145310012969942379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/moviesss.html' title='MOVIESSS'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-3153969007827914992</id><published>2010-02-11T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T04:25:32.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haisssyohh ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today had a maths test. I dont think Im going to pass mann. So hard ):&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait tomorrwo! Going out for 2 movies in a row :D Im not really sure who is going  except for Dino and Khalis. Hahaha. Anyway, tomorrow there's the CNY concert in school. And I hope I'm meeting Saifullah ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-3153969007827914992?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/3153969007827914992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/haisssyohh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3153969007827914992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3153969007827914992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/haisssyohh.html' title='haisssyohh ^^'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4634666820816905680</id><published>2010-02-07T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:58:05.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeehooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha we&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;might be getting Deep Purple tickets!&lt;br /&gt;Don't be jealous children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is wayyy better thanks to my fantastic friends ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thanks guys (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tomorrow got POA test but I don't understand a thing :P&lt;br /&gt;Just now i was like having a test and then suddenly like Saifullah started calling. Sorry I didn't answer! Tomorrow got CIP. Hope someone doesn't come. Seriously. Can't stand the attitude :P I love the song 'Poster Girl' by Backstreet Boys. Hahahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;Now learning how to play "Bizzare Love Triangle' by Frente and '1234' by Feist.&lt;br /&gt;There are only like 5 people online now. Wth? Hahaha, bored man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm a lesbian, you're a gay. Hahahaha! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4634666820816905680?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4634666820816905680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/weeeehooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4634666820816905680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4634666820816905680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/weeeehooo.html' title='weeeehooo'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4690983383446013909</id><published>2010-02-06T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:03:11.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you should have thought....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today was kind of ok. A bit boring :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Saifullah wrote me a super sweet letter and wants to bring me out for a movie at vivo ^^ But I dont think I can go.&lt;br /&gt;Safrina bought me chocolates (:&lt;br /&gt;Zul bought me chocobaby (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha thanks you guys, its really very sweeeeet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im happy :D Hahaha, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4690983383446013909?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4690983383446013909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-should-have-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4690983383446013909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4690983383446013909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-should-have-thought.html' title='you should have thought....'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4428146151059265123</id><published>2010-01-22T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T04:02:30.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey! I haven't posted anything here for such a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3E4 is not as bad as i thought it would be. Things are getting better i guess :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 months already ^^ hehehehe! i love youu (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didnt get to see Hazel on her birthday ): HOPE YOU LIKE THE PRESENT :D&lt;br /&gt;My maths is improving a bit, hahaha cool man (:&lt;br /&gt;I love the song 'Love of a Lifetime' by Firehouse, it totally rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;Must learn how to play on guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Doesn't matter what they say,&lt;br /&gt;Cause imma love you anyway;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter what they do,&lt;br /&gt;Cause my love will always be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4428146151059265123?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4428146151059265123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/01/hehehehehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4428146151059265123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4428146151059265123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2010/01/hehehehehe.html' title='hehehehehe'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6585520834546264944</id><published>2009-12-17T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:20:03.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>discouraged bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;What's wrong with you? Are you like some kind of pyscho?&lt;br /&gt;Wtfh man.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thanks Sharil and Din for the present, i love it (:&lt;br /&gt;AND THANKS IZAH!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TOOOOO :D&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are boring (:&lt;br /&gt;School is boring (:&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6585520834546264944?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6585520834546264944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/12/discouraged-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6585520834546264944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6585520834546264944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/12/discouraged-bitch.html' title='discouraged bitch.'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-186478858813356086</id><published>2009-12-08T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T06:15:45.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Woah haven't blogged for such a long time!&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Malaysia. Went to Port Dickson, mum's hometown, first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Stayed at Corus Hotel. Visited Uncle Gerry, Aunty Maria, Rozan, Uncle Collin and Uncle Noel. Was fun :D :D Missed someone ):&lt;br /&gt;Stayed there from Friday - Monday morning then went to visit grandparents, aunty and cousins at KL. Then left today at 11am then went to Tangkak to see Uncle Gerry's farm with Uncle Gerry and Uncle Collin. Uncle Gerry is a pilot and owns a farm, woaah!&lt;br /&gt;The spring water was soooo cold! Shivering when first stepped inside.&lt;br /&gt;But after a while was nice to swim in it. Wrestled with Marc and Sean. MUAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Came back and picked up Peepa from doggie hotel (:&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;Came home and called Hilmi (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, im soo tired man.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-186478858813356086?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/186478858813356086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/12/yellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/186478858813356086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/186478858813356086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/12/yellow.html' title='Yellow'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-759356202268903282</id><published>2009-11-09T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T05:50:39.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today went to get fourth piercing at Whitesands. Went with Sean, Marc, Hilmi, Hadi and Jamil. After piercing went to buy present for mum (tomorrow her birthday). After that waited for Kai, then walked home. Thanks for following me guys (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i learnt how to play 'Guardian Angel' by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus on guitar. Quite fun ah (: Next want to learn 'Sunny Came Home', haha (:&lt;br /&gt;Soo, camp coming up, can't wait (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-759356202268903282?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/759356202268903282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/11/yaow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/759356202268903282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/759356202268903282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/11/yaow.html' title='Yaow.'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-5884728676843552780</id><published>2009-11-06T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T03:13:06.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hey (: Loads of stuff happened since my last blog post. Went cycling, bbqs, outings and experienced sea sickness (: I have soo many photos that i would love to upload but im too lazy, haha (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently got my report book and class posting results. I got 7A's which is kind of cool cause most of my results dropped, hahs. I got into 3E4, POA and literature. Wanted 3E3 so quite disappointed :P Good luck to everyone in their classes next year k? (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! I got nominated as like potential student leader or something, not sure if I want it cause i'm scared it will take up too much time. So still thinking. There is like a day camp from the 17th - 19th from 8 to 5 (damndamndamn).&lt;br /&gt;Im going to get change my phone for a Nokia 5800 :D Soo cool ah. And i'm gonna get another piercing (;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-5884728676843552780?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/5884728676843552780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/11/yellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/5884728676843552780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/5884728676843552780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/11/yellow.html' title='Yellow.'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-2559175899363960979</id><published>2009-10-04T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T01:00:49.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hey (: I found some really awesome songs :D Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Imma Be'&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Meet Me Halfway'&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Black Eyed Peas&lt;/span&gt;. You can find them on my playlist. Then there are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Eyes For You'&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esmée Denters&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'First Of The Gang To&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Die'&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zee Avi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; (also in playlist)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Fireflies'&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Owl City&lt;/span&gt;. Haha, so many sia :P&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm taking a break from mugging. Haha, headache sia..&lt;br /&gt;Later i going down. I got photos to upload but lazy, so next time la.&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-2559175899363960979?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/2559175899363960979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/10/songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2559175899363960979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2559175899363960979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/10/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-3764496877069839665</id><published>2009-10-02T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T03:21:27.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sup</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yesterday had English Paper 1 and Malay Paper 1, its kind of O.K. Not easy not hard. Then after school went over to Mil's house, lepak and tidur. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today, in the morning nothing much happened. Just boring school, then went to play guitar with Hazel, and now at home (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, there is this freaking irritating minah making a big deal out of nothing. She like copied me (she tk original seh), then i just said ok nevermind, its not important also. Then she go tell Ally that i copied her, WTF sia!&lt;br /&gt;Eh minah, nothing else to do is it?!&lt;br /&gt;Eee, nk sepak muke kau, act aje la you! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-3764496877069839665?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/3764496877069839665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/10/sup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3764496877069839665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3764496877069839665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/10/sup.html' title='Sup'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-807319544583168645</id><published>2009-09-28T02:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T02:36:20.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another dollar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm really broke, wish i could get quick and easy cha-ching.&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to school, soo boring. Had science and maths test. I am going to fail science man. I only did 2 out of 4 pages :P Didnt study for both.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to DNT, got scolding for talking with Hilmi, hahaha! F-ing funny to me.&lt;br /&gt;We tried out Ashraf's inhaler. Tastes like battery acid :P&lt;br /&gt;He was like WTF! when he saw us. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu didnt come, so we had some relief guy for malay.&lt;br /&gt;After school went to lepak with Hilmi, come back, mandi, makan apple pie :D&lt;br /&gt;Played guitar and now online. Waiting for a call (; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! Lewis Hamilton won! WOOOO! I feel like eating IKEA meatballs, hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I am such a pig :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-807319544583168645?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/807319544583168645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-day-another-dollar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/807319544583168645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/807319544583168645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-day-another-dollar.html' title='Another day, another dollar?'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6248830940805253416</id><published>2009-09-27T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T04:42:37.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hey (: I didn't update for a while so I have kind of alot to talk about (: But i'll give a short 'story'..&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, Hazel and I went to main main guitar near her block. Then we bought drinks, sit down, chit chat and ate oreo-o-o. And then on Thursday (or Friday) we had some history test. I'm going to fail man :P&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went for Joshua's birthday party. ( OH YA! I can play the 'Happy Birthday' song on guitar :D ) The cake was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So here are some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386100100940431826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/Sr9FgUlAAdI/AAAAAAAAADI/CI9BZ41Vd-Q/s320/Image10008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386100641816966370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/Sr9F_zgA9OI/AAAAAAAAADQ/B-E6L2xkc_o/s320/Image10009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386102037689535602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/Sr9HRDh-DHI/AAAAAAAAADY/r8Sf2Senyrk/s320/Image10010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386102382218954642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/Sr9HlHALx5I/AAAAAAAAADg/6uPGKi-NHUI/s320/P230909_16.28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386104207649162578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/Sr9JPXQqRVI/AAAAAAAAADo/sMdRo17TGq4/s320/P230909_16.28%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386104791165481298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/Sr9JxVBysVI/AAAAAAAAADw/iADM-Coy47s/s320/P230909_16.50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386110250456037714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/Sr9OvGeFuVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VHzPy0x-y8c/s320/Image10015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386110919046224418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/Sr9PWBKaWiI/AAAAAAAAAEA/JtQs5h71ZW4/s320/Image10016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6248830940805253416?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6248830940805253416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6248830940805253416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6248830940805253416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/Sr9FgUlAAdI/AAAAAAAAADI/CI9BZ41Vd-Q/s72-c/Image10008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-7451597553236816445</id><published>2009-09-21T02:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:03:09.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm, I am soo bored.&lt;br /&gt;Later maybe going out with friends, but maybe only ): AND, tomorrow is school, arhhhh :O Must wake up early again (damn damn damn damn, oops.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wish it was December, wish it was December, wish it was December, wish it was December ❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-7451597553236816445?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/7451597553236816445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmm-i-am-soo-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7451597553236816445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/7451597553236816445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmm-i-am-soo-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4033141056232187613</id><published>2009-09-20T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:42:29.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere, somehow</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I cut my hair :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Haha, actually not cut hair, like trim. But it looks nicer to me (: Not so thick anymore. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;Emm, today on the bus, this girl came up to me and shouted, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"KYRAAA!"&lt;/span&gt; Then i was like, "Who are you? Haha" Then gave a weird smile. She was like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"YANI LA, SAYANG!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then everyone was staring at me, so i just said Hi then listen to music again. Then she sat next to me (wtf) and started telling me bout herself, and that she knows me cause she saw my photo is Fadli's phone :P (I am going to kill him)&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, i couldn't stand her. She talks so loudly, i think everyone on the bus could hear la. So i purposely got off at the next stop, then waited for another bus.&lt;br /&gt;OH YA! I can play 'Bitter Heart' by Zee Avi on guitar, wooo! :D&lt;br /&gt;Its basically all A, D and E Minor chords :D&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4033141056232187613?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4033141056232187613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/somewhere-somehow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4033141056232187613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4033141056232187613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/somewhere-somehow.html' title='Somewhere, somehow'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6214940780042131175</id><published>2009-09-18T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T06:00:36.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I feel so cheated. Its like "ABC" is talking to all these people and is making me feel so useless, as though i dont mean anything to "her". I keep crying myself to sleep, its so so freaking pathetic. Why do i keep getting myself into these situations ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just came back from downstairs. Went to lepak with Niki just now. (Thanks girl (: You made me feel better (: )&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was downstairs today, including some @$$#$ :P&lt;br /&gt;When i came back, saw my dog chewing on my favourite hairclip. Got angry, locked myself in room. Came out, bath, change, check email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now going to call Nurul, she always knows just what to say to make me feel better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6214940780042131175?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6214940780042131175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/dammit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6214940780042131175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6214940780042131175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/dammit.html' title='Dammit'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6568602183594648391</id><published>2009-09-16T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T03:35:53.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Eh, this woman ah, freaking siao. One day nice, next day 'female dog'. What the hell la. Angry then say la, dont go make up dumb stories. Sheesh... Eee, you make me sick, you boob :P   &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a te faire foutre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, just came home. Just now went to whitesands with Hilmi (: Hahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;School was ok, normal la. Hazel and I drew weird pictures on the table (MUAHAHAHA!) and on our arms (MUAHAHAHA! x2) (:&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people never fast, haha, naughty naughty (;&lt;br /&gt;Hilmi, Ashraf, Rafie and Jeremy did the macarena as punishment, haha! Hazel and I took video (:&lt;br /&gt;Now talking to Aidah on phone, she telling me bout this lesbo minah disturbing her, MUAHAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6568602183594648391?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6568602183594648391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheesh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6568602183594648391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6568602183594648391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/sheesh.html' title='Sheesh'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4611824630232734674</id><published>2009-09-15T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T03:04:54.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Boots and Kantoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oooo (: I downloaded so many songs by Zee Avi and Little Boots, haha! My phone memory gonna be full.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going back to school (: Haha, finally.&lt;br /&gt;GOT PE! :D WOOOHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;My voice like almost the same as usual but abit squeeky, i sound like a irritating mouse :P&lt;br /&gt;Emm, I'm starting to love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;magazines, soo nice (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4611824630232734674?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4611824630232734674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-boots-and-kantoi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4611824630232734674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4611824630232734674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-boots-and-kantoi.html' title='Little Boots and Kantoi'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-8456477196585566394</id><published>2009-09-14T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T02:19:13.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohlala</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Today I didnt go to school, have 2 days MC.&lt;br /&gt;Swollen voicebox :P I feel like a defective robot.&lt;br /&gt;Sean and Marc are making fun of me cause I cant talk properly. When i ask them what show they watching they all say, "What?! Can't HEAR you!" Sengaja.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy 6 months Love (: Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-8456477196585566394?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/8456477196585566394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohlala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/8456477196585566394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/8456477196585566394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohlala.html' title='Ohlala'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-4604024130276632743</id><published>2009-09-12T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T03:01:32.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEESE CAKE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Momma bought this brownie pudding thingy from downtown. Its sooo nice :D&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to come online then later at bout 6 want to go meet friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Its already Saturday! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-D-Dang. Everyday also must do homework la, must study la, its like its not even a holiday!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Sunday going to Joshua's first holy communion, happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;Haha,&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-4604024130276632743?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/4604024130276632743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/cheese-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4604024130276632743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/4604024130276632743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/cheese-cake.html' title='CHEESE CAKE!'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-3707158126410312600</id><published>2009-09-11T01:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:26:33.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm feeling wayyy better i guess, not so dizzy anymore. Anyway, Marc got some letter from National Service saying he can finish NS 2 months earlier because he got a gold for his NAPHFA test (I have no idea how you spell that). Haha, I am soo happy I am not a boy. Hmm, Pepper has grown bigger, way way bigger! Haha (: She is sooo adorable :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, i LOVE! the song 'Someday' by The Strokes! Its so nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it if you have time (:&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-3707158126410312600?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/3707158126410312600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3707158126410312600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/3707158126410312600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-blues.html' title='Friday Blues'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-6790108386884715317</id><published>2009-09-10T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T03:04:25.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Yay"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I have fever and I am banned, holidays suck.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had an 'interesting' convo with Amirah, haha! She is damn funny. She told me bout this new guy Amirul or something like that, then she told me he was stalking her (she was f-ing happy bout it). She sent me his pic on msn, he looks, errr, old for a 16 year old dude :P&lt;br /&gt;4 more days until school opens ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-6790108386884715317?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/6790108386884715317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6790108386884715317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/6790108386884715317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/yay.html' title='&quot;Yay&quot;'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-1817314036826655029</id><published>2009-09-09T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T03:05:29.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I re-did the blog (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, gimme time to re-link you guys k?&lt;br /&gt;Soo, this time i'm going to upload lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;And dont spam my tagboard (when i make one, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-1817314036826655029?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/1817314036826655029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1817314036826655029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/1817314036826655029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/again.html' title='Again.'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1646544588257996072.post-2908416471869153424</id><published>2009-09-09T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T03:05:06.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So far,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, so I am going to be banned from going out on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Now waiting for dad to come home then we are going to Eastpoint.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays going to end soon sia :( So fast! Got alot of homework left.&lt;br /&gt;Only did DNT. Arhhh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1646544588257996072-2908416471869153424?l=living-crisis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/feeds/2908416471869153424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-far.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2908416471869153424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1646544588257996072/posts/default/2908416471869153424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://living-crisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-far.html' title='So far,'/><author><name>Mama's Girl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18397683642178948917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OBCuI_rdqso/SNX5-cXsgyI/AAAAAAAAABI/zc3dQ81fZ7E/S220/blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
