<?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-11136250</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:44:11.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bury me in Black</title><subtitle type='html'>Take Me Away</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-116318820952169789</id><published>2006-11-10T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:45:36.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr maths, spare me will ya?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maths paper 2 susah giler babi lah sey!! Azizul pon said so..Lagik die tak abes. I spent about almost 30mins on the first two pages. Sigh. Seriously..I dont know if I can pass or not. If I happen to pass..it must've been a miracle. I cried while showering because that's where none of my family members would know that I'm weeping my eyes out. I'm tired, I have doubts on whether I could still go on or not..and I'm this close to nearly giving up. Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-116318820952169789?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116318820952169789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=116318820952169789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/116318820952169789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/116318820952169789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2006/11/mr-maths.html' title='Mr maths, spare me will ya?'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-116177833136298444</id><published>2006-10-25T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:44:35.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared half to death</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was late. Azi had to wait for me for about half an hour. Headed for the Wdls library. He taught me maths and chemistry. At least I've some brief ideas about vectors. Spent about two hours plus in the library. Walked around the Marsiling area and then we climbed the hill. We just sat on the flat surfaced rock and enjoyed the breeze. Actually, it's not only that. When he wrapped his arms around me, I felt very safe and secure. The comfort of being in your arms just makes me feel so special. I could practically rate how fast your heart beats when your chest touches my back. I followed Azi home but I waited outside at the staircase while he gets ready for work. Out of the sudden, he called me to come inside. His mother and granny welcomed me. I sat next to Azi. His mother and granny interviewed me. (where I'm schooling?what's my race?where I'm staying?how do I know Azi) I was feeling a little shy and a bit awkward. I tried to play cool though. Ten minutes later, Azizul got home with red plastic bags. We sort of smiled at each other..haha. Then, Azi and I went off. I stayed in the bus while he dropped at the Woodlands Interchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-116177833136298444?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116177833136298444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=116177833136298444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/116177833136298444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/116177833136298444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/monster-in-law.html' title='Scared half to death'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-116120518806638353</id><published>2006-10-18T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:39:17.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practicals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope I'll do well for the science practicals later on. I know that I can do it. All I need is to score at least two digits for chemistry and physics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ya Allah, aku mohon padamu. Mudah-mudahan aku boleh menjawab semua soalan yang di lemparkan nanti. Amin-amin yahrobbala'lamin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-116120518806638353?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/116120518806638353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=116120518806638353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/116120518806638353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/116120518806638353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2006/10/practicals.html' title='Practicals.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113829119404113875</id><published>2006-01-25T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T10:04:36.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>Lack of confidence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113829119404113875?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113829119404113875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113829119404113875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113829119404113875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113829119404113875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2006/01/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113592915828062664</id><published>2005-12-29T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T23:52:38.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday.I feel sooo guilty.I told mak ngah that I'll sleep over.To accompany her till friday.But then,I didnt.It was due to some effing family problems.I love her so very much.She's like a mother to me.I really wanted to keep her company after my other aunt's death.Actually,I was already set to go..but then tukar baju balek.Fed up sia.So,I cried as I lay helplessly on my bed.I tried to sleep but I cant seem to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113592915828062664?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113592915828062664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113592915828062664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113592915828062664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113592915828062664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/12/tears.html' title='Tears.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113499087577818062</id><published>2005-12-19T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T07:33:36.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I woke up with a slight fever.At around 11 plus, myra came over.We went to amk to meet michael because I owe him something.We went to school with aisah.So effing nervous.My hands were cold.I began to panic when I saw one of my classmate cry.But then again,I guess there's no use crying over spilled milk.I squeezed aisah hands because I was so scared.And I felt like punching something.How I wish he was there to comfort me at that moment.I was the last person in class to get the result slip.Mrs hazlan praised me.She said that my english has improved a lot.I got 2 As.I asked her to count the points for me.She said I got 8.I was so effing shocked sak.I was like..really ar..really..?.After that,my vision became blurr.I cried.All those hardwork,lack of sleep,sleeping on the floor and efforts had finally paid off.Myra,kaisah,hilma and aisah passed.However,I feel sad because some didn't make it.I smsed him as soon as I know my results..haha.When I got home,I realised mrs hazlan counted wrongly..I got 7 pnts lahh..not 8.Ahhh..I'm so so so so happy!!.And now..I can sleep in peace without worrying about my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113499087577818062?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113499087577818062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113499087577818062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113499087577818062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113499087577818062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/12/worth-it.html' title='Worth it.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113492383027658555</id><published>2005-12-18T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T08:37:10.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My unintended.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The sounds of the irritating crows, the crawling ants and the flying dragonflies are not distracting because I was with you.I gave my full attention and my heart to you.Everytime you're with me, I feel as though nothing else matters to me but you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113492383027658555?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113492383027658555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113492383027658555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113492383027658555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113492383027658555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-unintended.html' title='My unintended.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113475101034983526</id><published>2005-12-16T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T08:57:14.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss and bliss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Waited for aisah for like 45 minutes at our usual bus stop.Followed her to the bank,bought a cup of my favourite blueberry ice blended.Went to peninsula..bought a shirt and a jacket.Hangout at esplanade..ate cotton candy and talked about a lot of stuffs.It's been a while since we went out together.I really really miss her.I even felt like hugging her but then I didnt arr..haha.She blanja-ed me a peppermint and choc chip ice cream..heh.Walked all the way home from admiralty mrt station.Ohh ohh and the date and time of the release of the N level result has already been confirmed.I'm so scared and nervous sia.I get goosebumps just thinking about it.Hopefully I get to sec 5 next year..but what if I dont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moe.gov.sg/press/2005/pr20051216.htm"&gt;http://www.moe.gov.sg/press/2005/pr20051216.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113475101034983526?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113436637862774822</id><published>2005-12-11T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:46:18.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waste some time with you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went out with azi.Followed him to bras basah to get his textbk.Went to penin..hmv..raffles city..then to esplanade.Watched a jazz performance at the waterfront.I'm not a jazz fan but I thought it was okay though..Bought some food at cwp's old chang kee.Sat at a corner and ate.The picture he drew for me was cute and I appreciate it a lot :) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113436637862774822?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113436637862774822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113436637862774822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113436637862774822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113436637862774822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/12/waste-some-time-with-you.html' title='Waste some time with you.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113412712242384811</id><published>2005-12-09T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:58:40.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Late.The transport left us.So, myra and I took the train to yck at ard 5.30am.From there,we took a cab.I was so effing tired and sleepy.I hate morn shift.Causes dark rings ard my eyes.Almost everyone at my line knows that today is my last day.Sent our resignation to the supervisor and we're off..at last.My legs will no longer have to suffer from standing for long hours and I don't have to sacrifice my sleep,weekends,my favourite shows and super late night chats no more..I get to spend a little more time at home, doing art stuffs or play ps2.I still have not touched the canvas board which fin "found".After work, went to cwp.Got my sweet smelling scented stuff..woohoo..puas hati di golden chance.Ehh,puas hati di natural source...haaaah.At night,have to go to ustad shafi's class.After that,I can sleep later than usual and also wake up later than usual...haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113412712242384811?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113412712242384811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113412712242384811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113412712242384811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113412712242384811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/12/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless nights.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113386680426605783</id><published>2005-12-06T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T03:00:04.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up early.Didn't get enough sleep.Decided to quit because I'm really bored and tired of this job.So,this will be my last week of working at techpoint.This job made me realise that I have to study hard to get a good job in future.I hate this current job.In future,I would want a job which I'm passionately in love with.A kind of work which I could put my heart and soul in it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113386680426605783?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113386680426605783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113386680426605783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113386680426605783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113386680426605783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/12/quit.html' title='Quit.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113354483971902854</id><published>2005-12-02T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T16:45:14.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The fiction we live.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to myra's place.Her granny was there.She's so cute and sweet.When I look into her face, it reminds me of my granny.I miss her so much..that I really felt like crying at that point of time.Sometimes, I feel jealous because some of my friend's grandparents are still around and some of them don't appreciate them.Already decided not to do OT.Work was blissful and peaceful because helga didn't come.Shu ying told me that she's really touched by the letter I gave her on her birthday.In that letter, I've expressed my thoughts and feelings towards her.There people there just knew my second name because of shu ying and they started to call me by my second name..It was raining when we're about to head home.As soon as I got home, irfan kept on bugging me to play the ps2 with him..It's been 2 day already actually.I feel sorry for him sometimes because he doesn't have an older brother who shares the same interest as him.I mean fidzul is still small..and he always annoys irfan..haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113354483971902854?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113319697447583735</id><published>2005-11-28T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T08:56:14.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to work as usual.Emilo's torn jeans simply sucks.I wore it today and can't pass through the scan thingy.Maybe its because of the zippers or button.I was very blurr while doing the flexing handphones.While going home, we met a woodlander in the bus.She just started working and she's an o level candidate this year.Alahh..I don't get to watch tiramisu tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113319697447583735?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113309572049632371</id><published>2005-11-27T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T04:48:41.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long live ROCK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Watched rock school just now.And it simply rocks my socks off.Its a documentary about paul green's school of rock.Showed how the students learn to play the instruments, the ups and downs of being part of it all, the gigs they performed at and etc.Basically, its a music school for the ages of 9 to 17.The ones aged 9 are so adorable and they're so fucking talented..Ohh and there's one boy, he's 12yrs old if I'm not wrong.The way he plays the guitar is sooo...there's just no words to describe really.I'm astounded.I'm really inspired by him..I mean he's just a kid and yet he's..alahh, I'm all out of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113309572049632371?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113309572049632371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113309572049632371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113309572049632371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113309572049632371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/long-live-rock.html' title='Long live ROCK.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113303094270322933</id><published>2005-11-26T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T11:31:19.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very scary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Took the train to yck.I tapped my ezlink and then that red thing didn't let me pass through.It was then I realised that I tapped on the wrong side.The one with the red cross sign.Slenger.Took overtime.Chlorine nagged at me yesterday because I decided to take overtime on saturday and not sunday.Making a big fuss and purposely embarassing me infront of the people there.Nag nag nag..mentang2 rambot baru..macam rambot wig.HAHA!!.Myra brought mee siam but then she forgot to bring forks.Kedondong.So,we used our hands..heh.Luckily, she* didnt come.She* is a newbie and she's very scary.She'll pop out of nowhere and when I least expected to see her.Okay.Imagine when you're on the lookout for someone you're trying your best to avoid and when you turn around, she's right..infront of your face.She's inevitable I tell you.Creepy sia.She'll laugh when its not something to laugh about.She calls me kakak when she is a yr older than me.I have to constantly remind her that I'm younger than her.She follows me almost wherever I go.It's not that I don't like her.I mean I'm intimidated by her presence.I often caught her staring or looking at me while I'm doing my work.She's in the same line as me.Myra 's fortunate because she's not in the same line.She* also shares the same locker as myra and me.At first, we thought that she* was okay so we afforded her to share the same locker as us since she's new and all.However, there's only one key.And it's usually with me.Myra and I feared that she* might lost the key.Bile kasi die kunci,she's like reluctant to give it back to me.I sacrificed 5 bucks to make a spare key for her.At the end of the day, Myra and I sat at the last row in the bus when it was time to go home..Laughed a lot and talked about our plans for tomorrow plus "complimenting" chlorine's new hair style.*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113303094270322933?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113303094270322933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113303094270322933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113303094270322933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113303094270322933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/very-scary.html' title='Very scary.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113276658138483854</id><published>2005-11-22T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T09:25:16.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain is falling from the sky..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Myra and i brisk walk to the bus stop.Missed the transport.Took the mrt to yck, all sweaty plus drenched because of the rain.Hailed for a cab and got there before 3pm.Got our pay..heh.-Azi, wait i blanja you when I get my 1 mth pay ehhh..hehe.But its not that much ar because they deduct $60(from lockers,smogs,badges etc.).They'll give us the $60 back when we resign.Today was pretty hectic.I'm getting tired of working there can't wait to send my resignation.I'm already counting the days left..haha.I got a slight headache while flexing.I assume its because i was caught in the rain while going to work.And ohh my the weather is so so cold.My thick hands are pale and freaking cold because of the weather condition plus the air con.I ate as soon as i got home.Hungry sia..after that, took a cold shower and played the computer.Oh how I adore cold weathers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113241890190776135</id><published>2005-11-19T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T08:48:21.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saya raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Firstly, we went to fin's house.Myra,izni,hilma,ham and me.After that, went to hilma's house.Her mom cooked fried noodle..ate and watched the telly.Walked all the way to azi's house.His house is some sort like ariff's house ar.Nice and cosy.Took the 913 bus to myra's house..Her small niece is very cute.Cute but terrifying.And she seems to like fin..she stared at fin like one kind like that..hahah.Hamdani's house is spacious..we watched senario(cd or dvd ar).Went to causeway pnt to buy scented candles again..I think I'm addicted to scented candles..heheh.However,they didn't come to my house.I told them to come tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113241890190776135?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113241890190776135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113241890190776135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113241890190776135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113241890190776135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/saya-raya.html' title='Saya raya.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113231973246536913</id><published>2005-11-18T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T05:15:32.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark circles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;At work, I had to go here and there..put mini stickers on the hp covers,do power up and some packaging..So fussy somemore must put sticker, must be so so exactly accurate.Felt so tired standing for so long.I think I prefer doing flexing rather than packing.Had lunch alone because Myra cant go early..I told chlorine that i wont be doing OT tmr and sunday.She said,"not doing OT??, last wk oso u nvr do rite?".I said, "I do areadi ar last saturday".Then she walked away..haha.After work, we walked all the way to yck mrt coz i have to go for an appointment at wlds polyclinic.Bought blueberry ice blended on the way and watched mr bean while waiting to be called.While walking towards marsiling mrt..myra and i were disturbed by some boys.We tried to ignore but then one of them tried to approach us.We walked super fast.Luckily he didn't follow us all the way to the overhead bridge.Psycho..i hate guys like that.After that, went to causeway pnt to find some scented candles.It was hard to find at first but then we found the shop..heh.Bought lavender,strawberry and vanilla scented candles...Oh and we went inside "natural source" and we met kak syikin.She used to be my senior.She remembered me..hehe.She's becoming more prettier and chubbier.Got home ard 6 plus like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113231973246536913?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113231973246536913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113231973246536913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113231973246536913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113231973246536913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/dark-circles.html' title='Dark circles.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113222415305926682</id><published>2005-11-17T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T02:42:33.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drenched.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;4 o'clock in the fucking morning..took a cold shower and got dressed.My mom pre heated the fried macaroni for me and myra to eat during the break.When I was about to leave the house, it was raining heavily.The umbrella was not useful at all.Myra and I were soaking wet by the time we got to the work place.Dried our shoes using the hand dryer..heh.And we had to endure the cold temperature due to the air-con.Work was okay I guess..next week we'll probably do afternn shift.Really miss my classmates..sigh.Going out with my best friend later on..It's been a long time since we went out together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;We'll run away together, we'll spend some time forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113222415305926682?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113222415305926682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113222415305926682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113222415305926682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113222415305926682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/drenched.html' title='Drenched.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113196484423951640</id><published>2005-11-14T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T02:40:44.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt this way before, so insecure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I already knew that this day would come.Why do horrible things always happen to me??.I'm in a dilemma so just let me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113196484423951640?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113196484423951640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113196484423951640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113196484423951640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113196484423951640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-felt-this-way-before-so-insecure.html' title='I felt this way before, so insecure.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113189344665287468</id><published>2005-11-13T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T06:50:46.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses are red..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to catch the exorcism of emily rose.It was so-so yet pretty interesting.There's mostly suspense.Walked ard causeway pnt,civic centre after that..Saw many peeps go jln raya.Felt a bit jealous ar..coz i have not yet started going jln raya.Got home ard 7pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113189344665287468?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113189344665287468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113189344665287468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113189344665287468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113189344665287468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/roses-are-red.html' title='Roses are red..'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113172701535786882</id><published>2005-11-11T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T08:36:55.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in a suck fest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up ard 4 plus in the morn.Waited for the transport.Missed it.So,we took a cab with myra and this lady whose working at the same place as us.We got there on time.The one in charge asked me whether i could do overtime tmr and on sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;her:can you take OT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;me:*act blurr*must take arr..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;her:ya!.you ask ar..those who have worked here before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;And so,i gave her a reluctant face expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;me:umm..i dont want ar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;her:you dont want ar..?.i can give you chance since you're new.but next wk you must take OT.My memory very good you know..i can remember your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was like..wtf.Next wk jln raye with my classmates.So, i decided to do OT tmr.But i wont be doing OT on sunday coz i've already got plans...heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113172701535786882?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113172701535786882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113172701535786882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113172701535786882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113172701535786882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/stuck-in-suck-fest.html' title='Stuck in a suck fest.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113161199357623613</id><published>2005-11-10T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T00:39:53.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sian.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up late but i managed to get dress on time to wait for myra.Went to yio chu kang mrt, taxi stand there.The person in charge was late again.After waiting for almost half an hour, i felt like puking and i was beginning to have cold sweat.Pandai sgt makan obat dgn perot kosong..I rushed to the yio chu kang's mrt station toilet.On the way..near the control station, i almost threw up and there were many poly students and other people ar.Luckily, i didnt sey..i would certainly be the centre of attraction if i puked there.I threw up as soon as i got into the cubicle.It was blue in colour..heh.After that i felt very weak.But i did went to work.Made new friends and most of them are older than me.The job was not so tough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113161199357623613?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113161199357623613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113161199357623613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113161199357623613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113161199357623613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/sian.html' title='Sian.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113152907795587109</id><published>2005-11-09T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T01:37:57.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at around 8 plus in the morn.Myra came over, along with the trusty newspaper she just bought.Circled the jobs we're interested in and we've got ourselves 3 job interviews to go to.Decided to go to the nearest location which is located at ang mo kio.Waited for the person in charge for like 45mins..Despite the long wait,we got the job.Yay!!.It was worth waiting..Myra almost gave up hope but i managed to convince her to stay.At night,have to visit my relatives.Alahh..im so worn out.Ohh yeah..i'll be working on weekdays only,from monday to fridays.And so,i'll be starting work as from tomorrow onwards.Have to be at the yio chu kang mrt, taxi stand by 8am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113152907795587109?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113152907795587109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113152907795587109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113152907795587109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113152907795587109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/lethargic.html' title='Lethargic.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113146694359962879</id><published>2005-11-08T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T18:52:47.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Met up with myra at the usual bus stop.Accompanied her to alter her jeans at somewhere ard the kfc at marsiling.Bought some snacks and i bought a red long sleeve shirt.Myra came over and we watched skeleton key.The picture was not so clear..haha.&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At night,emilo brought her friends over..skali aziee,nad,liyana all came inside my room..i was playing the comp.Mane dgn rambot,short bunge2..selekeh sey.Buat malu aku je..haii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Alahhh...i want to watch the exorcism of emily rose ar.I heard it was based on a true story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113146694359962879?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113146694359962879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113146694359962879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113146694359962879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113146694359962879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/day.html' title='Day.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113138065710856705</id><published>2005-11-07T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T08:54:33.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A Grave Mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tears kept flowing from my eyes. My cheeks were wet. I could not hold them back. The rage within me would not go off. I felt as though the time was moving very slowly. It seemed like forever waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;At last, the bus came. The bus was not so crowded. Everyone looked at me as if I was from another planet. I sat at the corner and reflected on what had happened earlier.&lt;br /&gt;My parents were bias against me. They favored my younger sister, Emily. They seemed to love her more. Everything I did was wrong. I was not as smart as her nor was I talented as Emily. I felt as though I was not part of the family. I felt like a total stranger.&lt;br /&gt;I could not take it anymore and decided to run away from home. I thought I could survive on my own but I was wrong. I was almost raped by a stranger while walking aimlessly in the dark alley alone. I managed to hit him on the head with a thick wooden stick and ran as fast as I could without turning back. I was terrified and regretted running away from home.&lt;br /&gt;I had nowhere to go. I was not so sure where to go. It was raining cats and dogs so I finally settled down under a block. My clothes were soaking wet and I was quivering due to the cold surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I saw shadows. It looks familiar. As it moved towards me, I then realised that that was my parents and I was so glad to see them. I have never felt so safe and secure in their arms. I apologised for running away from home and making them worry sick about me.&lt;br /&gt;This made me realise that my parents loved me the same as they loved Emily. Maybe I was too jealous of Emily and I have let my imagination run wild. I began to appreciate my parents more after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113138065710856705?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113138065710856705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113138065710856705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113138065710856705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113138065710856705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/dead-bored.html' title='Dead bored.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113129523227203451</id><published>2005-11-06T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T08:40:32.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive, not forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was extremely shocked when sif asked me for forgiveness and wished selamat hari raya through msn just now.I mean, it has been almost a year since we interacted with each other.And since,his O level starts tomorrow, i wished sif all the best.So,we're friends now.I forgive him but i still can't forget what he did to me.It's all in the past and life goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, i've met this special someone whom i knew for almost a year and we'll see how it goes from there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113129523227203451?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113129523227203451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113129523227203451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113129523227203451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113129523227203451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/forgive-not-forget.html' title='Forgive, not forget.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113126608907131444</id><published>2005-11-05T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T00:34:49.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing special.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel that this year's raya is pretty boring.There's nothing special.Sitting at the corner of someone else's house and not doing anything..it's very boring.Unless it's my relative's house ar.My purple baju kebaya is ruined and its only been worn once.Oh yar, somewhere in the third week of this month, I have to go to KL because one of my relative there is getting married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;No words to say, when you're away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113126608907131444?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113126608907131444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113126608907131444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113126608907131444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113126608907131444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/nothing-special.html' title='Nothing special.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113104066929720309</id><published>2005-11-03T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T09:57:49.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of Raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up ard 7 plus in the morn.Went for hari raya prayer with my mom.Dressed up and met myra to get the henna.Before we leave the house,we apologised to one another.It was hard to hold back the tears but i was successful in not letting myself cry.The ishak family went to 3 houses today.Seranggon,yishun and lastly marsiling dr.The whole day was pretty much umm..okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113104066929720309?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113104066929720309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113104066929720309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113104066929720309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113104066929720309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-day-of-raya.html' title='First day of Raya.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113088718029626905</id><published>2005-11-01T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T01:39:43.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I find myself crazy thinking of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am indecisive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am easily excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am blurr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Slenger also..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am getting fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My hands are not smooth and small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have acne problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I perspire easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I consider myself lame.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am usually shy towards the opposite gender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I find it hard to look into the eyes of the opposite gender when we're having a conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am a child at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;cant swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I can ride a bicycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm scared of spiders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love hand made stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I tend to change topic when I dont want to answer a particular question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I never smoke or drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate wearing rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate techno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have a soft spot towards children and furry animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113088718029626905?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113088718029626905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113088718029626905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113088718029626905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113088718029626905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-find-myself-crazy-thinking-of-you.html' title='I find myself crazy thinking of you.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113086131545043390</id><published>2005-11-01T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T08:52:55.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up in the afternoon so the plan of going to emilo's sch was cancelled.But we went to ang mo kio instead to get the second hand high cut chucks from azri.At night, went terawih with my mom.After that,i took over emilo's place..paint the gate.Arghh..my room still looks like a tongkang pecah.So much to do,so little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113086131545043390?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113086131545043390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113086131545043390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113086131545043390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113086131545043390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-much-so.html' title='So much so.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113077771195803081</id><published>2005-10-31T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T08:02:45.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair cut/shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ella came over to my place to cut my hair.The length's still the same.The only thing is that its much more thinner.Emilo and i went to town to find shoes.The shoes are basically simple.I dont like the very fancy type with high heels and all.I like to keep everything pretty much simple.You must think that im a very boring and the most uninteresting person ever..So,break fast at a small little corner at tangs.Ate the fish combo from long john silver.Got home around 9pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113077771195803081?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113077771195803081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113077771195803081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113077771195803081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113077771195803081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/10/hair-cutshopping.html' title='Hair cut/shopping.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113063031867616333</id><published>2005-10-29T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T16:58:38.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My father brought his friends over to help paint the house.They'll be painting my bedroom navy blue.Emilo's the one who chose the colour and i dont mind it at all.Any colour's fine with me.The house was a mess.Seemed as though we were moving.Emilo and i scraped the paints off the gate.My father wanted to repaint it.It was tough so i had to use the thinner.The thinner made my hand real itchy and kind of swollen a bit.The stuffs in my bedroom were arranged in a different way.The bed,wardrobe,shelves..This reminds me of the time when we first moved to this house.Ohhh..how i miss marsiling drive badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113063031867616333?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113063031867616333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113063031867616333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113063031867616333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113063031867616333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/10/busy.html' title='Busy.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113034628167163974</id><published>2005-10-26T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T10:04:41.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Towning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Supposed to meet up with kamiliah at orchard mrt.She was half an hour late..We went window shopping.Saw this awesome leather cuff,denim jacket,slip on vans and some skirts.I'm aiming for those..Ooh and i saw this hair band and hair clip with a flower on it.I love flowers alot..especially roses.Pakai tu mesti suit dgn baju raye sey.Nampak feminine..haha.Must go there again and buy one of those..yeah.Break fast at bugis's delifrance.Reached home at around almost 10pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113034628167163974?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113034628167163974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113034628167163974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113034628167163974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113034628167163974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/10/towning.html' title='Towning.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113030243048543730</id><published>2005-10-25T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T21:53:50.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping for raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went shopping with the whole ishak family at kotaraya.Was sort of fun.Especially when emilo's around.Goofing around..making fun of other people there and playing catching with fidzul..Tag team with emilo..heh.Bought a purple baju kebaya for myself while emilo bought a sort of reddish brown baju kebaya pendek at first lady.Oh and we saw the abg kedondong.Cute lahh dier..heheh.Bought a levi's jeans at his shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113030243048543730?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113030243048543730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113030243048543730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113030243048543730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113030243048543730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/10/shopping-for-raya.html' title='Shopping for raya.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-113000372363774117</id><published>2005-10-22T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T10:57:10.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Musa'adah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aisah's dad sent us to Tampines mrt station.We took the mrt to simei from there.We walked all the way to changi general hospital.When we got there,we found out that there was a shuttle bus from simei mrt station.Kedondong..And we were extra early sey.So,we explore ard the hospital.Ingat nak carik mortuary..tadi tak jadik.Heheh..At 1230,there was a briefing.The people there were funny.I mean the organiser sume ar.We were divided into groups.I was separated from aisah but then i changed place with this sweet girl and i was in the same group as aisah..heh.Had to give out hampers to C class patients.Sorrow sank deep inside my blood when i saw their conditions.Some had no friends or family members visiting them.Some laid helplessly on their beds.That made me wonder whether i would be forgotten by the ones i love and care for if i were to be admitted to a hospital.I felt a great sense of satisfaction and was glad that i could lend them a hand.After that,i accompanied aisah to east pnt to see some pets.The hamsters over there was soooo..cute.That cute thang reminds me of someone..haha.The pups were also cute.Then,went to toys r us at tampines mall.We were extremely excited.I felt like a small kid again..heh.Naik bas 969 from tampines to admiralty.We were dead tired in the bus.Nak bebual pon cam tak bermaye gitu..haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-113000372363774117?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/113000372363774117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=113000372363774117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113000372363774117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/113000372363774117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/10/project-musaadah.html' title='Project Musa&apos;adah.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112987680882873718</id><published>2005-10-21T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T23:41:33.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This fever doesnt seem to go away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up ard 12 noon and I found out that i have fever.Decided to find jobs on monday.Stayed home the whole day;rest,play comp,do some sketches and read the novel which i bought from cikgu wahab.Tomorrow, i have to help shafiq to do some charity work at Changi General Hospital.Aisah will be following me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112987680882873718?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112987680882873718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112987680882873718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112987680882873718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112987680882873718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-fever-doesnt-seem-to-go-away.html' title='This fever doesnt seem to go away.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112981766207889536</id><published>2005-10-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T08:26:35.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant seem to fall asleep after waktu sahor.I dont know why.I turned to my left and right but my eyes just cant seem to shut.Its been raining for the past few days.Nights are usually cold these days.Suddenly,i felt extra cold.My body was quite warm.I have a slight fever.Sigh..i was suppose to go for a job interview at orchard at noon.Ade je lahh..Took panadol and fell asleep.Woke up ard 8 plus.Myra came over and find some jobs again.We got 2 interviews today.Decided to go for the one at scotts road opposite far east plaza first.Aisah,myra and i filled in the form and were interviewed all together.The boss was such a hilarious guy.I like his sense of humour.He's ard 29 and was chubby.Had piercings on his tongue and right ear.Rawk ar dier.We &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got&lt;/span&gt; the job as sales executive since that's the only position there is in the meantime.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But then,we find that the job was tough.Had to sell 500 magnetic notepads within 1mth.Each cost $10 plak tu..We decided to find another job eventhough they would pay us $1k per mth.Its not that we're choosy or anything but we think that we cant do the job and its too hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112974464905280175</id><published>2005-10-19T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T10:57:29.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Semangat kentalan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Myra and i felt that its high time that we start to keep our bodies in shape once again.Our weights have increased ever since the holidays started.We decide to make a commitment to exercise regularly.The both of us planned to play badminton ard our area.Decided to meet under my blk at 8.30am.I waited for her for so long and i even fell asleep at the staircase while waiting.Rupe2,dier overslept lahh.Played badminton for awhile at blk 729.Then,we went to a court at ard the church.Off to myra's aunt's house to get her stuffs and we bought the straits times to find the jobs we wanted.At aisah's house,we called some to ask for more info on the jobs.Most of the jobs interview is  today before 4pm.So,ingat tak paya lah..takot rushing sangat.But we are eyeing on this particular job which is umm..okay.She told us to call back tommorow since we cant make it today.Plan..plan..plan,tommorow then carry out the plan.I sleep early,ard 8 plus but then woke up ard 11 plus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112974464905280175?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112974464905280175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112974464905280175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cold.It's kinda nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112956052134251388?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112956052134251388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112956052134251388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112956052134251388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112956052134251388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/10/under-weather.html' title='Under the weather.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112929381688026049</id><published>2005-10-13T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T05:46:06.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The trip.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was sleeping when my father woke me up and told me that we're going to malacca because my late grandfather's brother had just passed away at ard 6 in the morn.After my mother got home from work,the 3 of us were set to go.Emil didnt go because she still have exam the next day.When we were passing a road in johor,we saw a car in the middle of the 2 way road.It was dented.The licence plate came off and there were 2 people in the car.They seem to look horrified.On my left,it was a horrendous sight.My jaws dropped.There's another car but this car was upside down and was so dented.There's a woman inside struggling to get out.A couple of guys tried to get her out while a man took a video out of it.Overall there was no blood flowing on the road.This incident really made me think more about life.Losing the loved ones,the feeling,the consequences,the future,the past etc.We had to stop a lot because my father was sleepy.Got to the destination ard 4 plus.The jenazah was already dikebumikan at ard noon.I could feel the sadness and sorrow when i stepped into the house.But there's this group of adorable kids..they are so lively and they made me feel welcomed.Took pictures and videos of them with my father's hp.They seem to like it a lot.I was surrounded by those kids and it felt nice.I suddenly thought of becoming a kindergarten teacher..haha.Break fast at there and we went off.One of the kids named yaacob, he waved at me when my parents and i nak balek,the rest of them sibok main.Among all the kids,he always talked to me,asking how old was i and he even helped me to get my stuff..heheh.Best jugak tinggal kampong.We stopped on the way again..my father was sleepy.Bought some stuffs,eat at singgah selalu and went home.I hate being in the car for too long.Tak buat ape2 pon penat..den the road pon bumpy..sakit sak badan.Reached home at 2 in the morn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112929381688026049?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112929381688026049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112929381688026049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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i cant seem to enjoy my holidays because i worry too much about my results.Especially maths.I want to go to sec 5 next yr.In the meantime, thought of finding a job but i dont want anything to do with fastfood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112875645071603741?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112875645071603741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112875645071603741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112875645071603741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112875645071603741'/><link 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of the papers.Dahlah rumah jauh,kene naik bus..Luckily i have relatives staying at marsiling.So,ever since monday..i've been walking to skool with arip and fin.But i usually go home with hilma and clan.Today's paper is maths paper2 and art.Art starts at 8am while maths paper 2 starts at 2.30pm.After art,aisah,myra and i went over to hilma's place.Lek-lek for a while then the 4 of us slept together on hilma's queen sized bed.Best tido..comfortable giler.Actually there's nothing special ar abt the bed,i think maybe its because i've been lacking of sleep and been sleeping on the floor for a few days(blaja kat floor pastu tertido)..bile baring kat katil..rase shiok sekali.We woke up at 1pm.Myra tido mati..i think if there's was an explosion,she would still be sleeping..haha.After praying,we revised maths.By the time we reached skool,i was sweating like hell coz we thought that we're late.Luckily,there's this big fan was right infront of me.Best sey..but the fan always makes my hair super messy then people always thought im stress when taking exam*sigh*.Maths paper 2 was so tough.Ms lee told me that my algebra was horrendous.She knows coz she saw me doing it while she was invigilating.After collecting my paper,she told me.."if you were to come back next yr,you should do something abt your maths".I quickly went home alone..leaving hilma and the clan behind.All the way..i tried holding back my tears.When i got to pak ngah's house,i let it all out as i laid motionless on the floor.Thinking of how my future would turn out to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112883382307362206?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112883382307362206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Creep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't care if it hurts,I want to have control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I want a perfect body,I want a perfect soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I want you to notice,when I'm not around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're so fucking special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish I was special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'm a creep,I'm a weirdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;What the hell am I doing here!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't belong here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112755398026176976?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112755398026176976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112755398026176976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112755398026176976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112755398026176976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/09/creep.html' title='Creep.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112755345943392676</id><published>2005-09-23T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:18:07.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chak chak chak kedondong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; to go to either the national library or the library at esplanade after skool.Skali tak jadi..entah kenape,aleh2 takde mood.So,aisah and i thought about following ms selvi to take our canvas boards at queensway,i think.Supposed to board the bus at 1.30pm.In the meantime,aisah and i decided to go to kfc to have our lunch.In the end,we lost track of time and came back to skool half an hour late.Dahh..terlepas bus.Kedondong betol.So we took the 913 bus to get home.Since it was friday,laki sume gi sembayang..so the bus was pretty crowded.Kat bus stop daerah checkpoint ade ramai budak wdls ring naik the same bus.I saw din..nasib sif takde..*phew*.N level's coming.I have to extra hard if i want to succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112755345943392676?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112640964399271442</id><published>2005-09-10T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T13:42:26.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody help me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm being haunted by whisper&lt;br /&gt;A chill comes over me&lt;br /&gt;I've been trapped inside this moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a victim, I'm not a freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free me/ before I slip away&lt;br /&gt;Heal me/ wake me from this day&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the face of affliction of my reality&lt;br /&gt;I'm being tortured by the future of things&lt;br /&gt;that are yet to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm being haunted by a vision&lt;br /&gt;It's like the moment never comes&lt;br /&gt;I feel the burden of confusion, always searching... on the run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not a hero...no&lt;br /&gt;But the weight of the world's is on my soul&lt;br /&gt;These images burn my eyes&lt;br /&gt;They're burning me up inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112640964399271442?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112640964399271442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112640964399271442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112640964399271442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112640964399271442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/09/somebody-help-me.html' title='Somebody help me.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112640784934604549</id><published>2005-09-06T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:27:23.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti Social studies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I soon as i got to skool,i sat with izni they all.Talked for a while then went to the venue where we're supposed to assemble.I dont really know why but i was super duper blurr and slenger that fucking morning.But at least i got to sit infront of the radio ar..heheh.LC wasnt so bad,it was okay except for qn no. 2.Went back to my uncle's house.Lek2..makan..revise then wait for aisah at the bus stop.Bought the usual ice blended and headed for hilma's place.Went to skool again.When i opened the s.s booklet and saw the SBQ.I felt like fainting and crying..i didnt study about anything to do with conflicts among countries.I spent a lot of time doing it.But at least merger and separation came out..thanks to mr raqi.Overall,i didnt have the time to complete my last line of conclusion and 1/4 of the last the last qn of the SBQ.All i know was that,i've done my very best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112640784934604549?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112640784934604549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Malay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I slept at my uncle's house for a few days.Today's paper is malay.I didnt do anything but i guess i was ready for it.For P1-i chose the informal letter and the last question.It was okay.I had plenty of time to check and count and check and check again.For P2-the first part was a little bit tough.Especially the peribahase section.The behind2 part all okay.Hope to get A1 for malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112640543238516421?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112640543238516421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112640543238516421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112640543238516421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112640543238516421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/09/malay.html' title='Malay.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112550505945967167</id><published>2005-08-31T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:29:18.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teacher's day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Myra and aisah didnt come to school today.So,i went to school alone.Only a few of my clsssmates came today.Then,i did the teacher's day card all on my own.Ape sey..patot sandy yg buat sey..haiz.Sape tak datang hari ni,rugi..rugi besar.The performance best ar.Got dikir barat,dance and etc.Oh ohh..Mr suraidi(guitarist),mr fazil(bassist),mr zainal(vocalist),mr kamsani(bassist) and machap(drummer)[one of the staffs] performed.It was spectacular.They played a song which was famous in the early 60s ke ape ar..i forgot.And they also played boulevard of broken dreams by greenday!.Heheh..suke ar sulaime.Rawk ar they all..After school,im supposed to meet zak and siti at slps.Due to some reasons..the plan was cancelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112550505945967167?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112550292643655370</id><published>2005-08-30T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:31:10.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelim results.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Got my prelim results today.It was exactly how i excepted it to be.I did very very badly for my prelim.Overall,i got 12 points.Rabak sey..Failed the 2 usual subjects; maths and comb. science.Dapat no. 13 kat class.Damn..i am so disappointed,disgusted and frustrated with myself.I know i can do better if i just put in an extra effort.Haiiiiya.I desperately and seriously need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112550292643655370?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112514253332343753</id><published>2005-08-27T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:32:50.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is running out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think I'm drowning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Asphyxiated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna break this spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;That you've created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You're something beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;A contradiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna play the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I want the friction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bury it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't let you bury it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our time is running out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our time is running out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't stop it screaming out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanted freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bound and restricted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I tried to give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;But I'm addicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You'd never dream of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Breaking this fixation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You will squeeze the life out of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bury it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't let you bury it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our time is running out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our time is running out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't stop it screaming out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;How did it come to this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You will suck the life out of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bury it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't let you bury it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't let you smother it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I won't let you murder it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our time is running out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our time is running out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You can't push it underground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; can't stop it screaming out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;How did it come to this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112514253332343753?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112514253332343753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Dont look at me that way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday at last.The very day that i have waited for.P.E was boring at first..but then it became fun when some of the boys joined the girls group.I didnt pay attention during chemistry today.My mind was distracted.I was called to answer some equations on the board.I didnt know what to do.I made a fool of myself.I was so so embarrased.I went home straight after school.Went out ard 3plus to meet irya at boots n shoes to get the spare ticket.Then,emil and i head to tampines to meet iza.Felt so tired in the bus.Waited for some people at the mcdonald's.After that,the 3 of us went to the green stadium at indoor stadium waterfront.We got lost but managed to reach to our destination.We were super excited to get in and watch the bravery perform.We were like jumping and jumping as soon as we got in..heheh.Electrico was their special guest.They're okay i guess.The long hours of waiting finally paid of when the bravery got on stage.The crowd went wild.The vocalist was super duper hot in that suit which he wore in "an honest mistake " music video.There was no moshpit..but there's some peeps who body surfed.The bravery hate durians.They said that durians smelt like baby diapers..hahah.Everyone sang along to their song,an honest mistake.In ended at 10pm.Man..it was so AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112336226754372198?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112336226754372198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112336226754372198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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and umairah at 5am to go cycling.In the end,i woke up at 7am.Met aisah at the bus stop and then cycled to umairah's blk.We cycled at the park near the admiralty sec sch.It was nice.After that,we cycled around the factory area.Umairah came up with the idea of cycling to hilma's house at marsiling.Tiring but fun..Hilma joined us.The four of us cycled at the jetty.The view there was pretty nice.If only it was night time and there's fireworks.Aisah wanted to go to sembawang while hilma wanted to go to kranji.Umairah and i were already "pancet" sia.We sent hilma home and we went back to wdls.On the way home..the weather started to change.We sat at the bus stop for a while.It was quite a long way..but we managed to reach wdls.It was getting worst..so we sat under a blk.The three of us were soaking wet and bloody cold.Got home around 12nn like that.My arms and ass are killing me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112276886023645015?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112276886023645015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112276886023645015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112276886023645015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112276886023645015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/07/saturday-tired-sial.html' title='Saturn saturday.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112238392787784682</id><published>2005-07-24T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:37:07.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harbourfront.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to east coast with my family.My mom requested that the whole family to come for her sec sch reunion gathering.I mean it must be cool to have that sort of thing..its like for after several years..we get to see our friends,enemies,secret crushes again..I do saw a few skimmers there.Mengarot sey..bukannyer ade wave.Emil and i sat at one side,somewhere near the shore..eating our donuts and slurping on our slurpees.Went to harbourfront..jln2.My father top up for me..heheh.Reached home around 8pm.At 8.35pm,met umairah at the bus stop..walked to the popular at admiralty.Bought our art supplies then we each grabbed a cup of blended ice with pearls.While walking..we shoot the pearls through our straws..i know its stupid..but its fun ar..hahah.Okay shut up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112238392787784682?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112238392787784682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112238392787784682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112238392787784682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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like that.Made a last minute plan to go for the bbq thingy at sembawang park.Went there with fin.Got lost..but managed to reach there.I wasnt feeling comfortable coz most of my close friends didnt come.Anyway..that place just gives me the creeps..especially when there was a sudden blackout which happened for like a few minutes.Ishk..im so so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112238268767401834?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112238268767401834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112238268767401834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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for iza.Emil,irya,iza and me got on the mrt.Nadiah and aziee came in from the last cabin.Iza is damn funny sia.At city hall,we met shahidah,liyana,raisa and munirah.Ate at long john..emil's friend came and gave her a pair of free bravery tix.Bestt sey..Went window shopping at peninsula.Saw snz..cute sey dier.Most of the roads there were blocked so we have to go the long way.While all of us were having our pictures taken,there's this photograher..he wants to take some photo of us.And we were like so so excited..felt like a super model sia..hahah.He gave me his number so that we could get our photos..best best.Set for glory's performance was so good..we even took a picture with them.Haii..i felt like melting sia.Watched most of the performance at the arena.Then,there's this 3 guys..they said,"kiteorg nak mosh..kiteorg da warning ni..sape taknak,jgn dekat".The girls and i moved to one side.Then,they started to mosh..the ones on the other side moshed to.We were stuck in the middle and moshed jugak lah.I was wearing a coat that time.I feared that i might damage that coat then 3 of my friend's hp were in my pockets including mine.Separated from the rest..i struggled my way out of the moshpit but failed to.I tried to move back but they kept pushing me to the front.I fell hard..but there's this really cute guy wearing a black coat helped me up.I helped this guy who almost fell to the ground by pulling his sweatshirt,he was body surfing before that.I pushed and punched my way out of the moshpit and managed to jumpe iza..and slowly jumpe the rest.I was so so relieved and glad to meet all of them again.After that,the security came and stopped the moshing.Nadiah kene paling rabak sia.She kene kick in the stomach and face by a heartless punk.He apologised but then kicked her again in the stomach..motherfucker.We brought her to one side..let her rest for a while.Met harith/her brother..he wasnt sure what to do.Rabakkk siaa..Then,saw some beautiful fireworks..what a day it was.Saw azizi on the way..Met up with umairah at cityhall..went home with her.Some skinheads were in the same cabin as us.They sang and sang.Kalau suare sedap takpe juge sey..da boring,i covered my head with my coat and slept.It was great fun hangingout with the bunch of girls.They're ohhh so adorable.Looking forward to the next girls day out.I wonder how's the gig at safra was like.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112158361049008291?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112158361049008291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112158361049008291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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down.The class was divided into two groups.1 and 2.I was actually in group 1 but then,hazwan asked me to join his group because of the shortage of players.It was fun..although i prefer playing floorball.I really miss floorball sey..Chemistry lesson was damn fun.We all got to sort of play outside.The groups were given a question and had to solve them.After that,head to the art room.Painted a bit and went out to buy bubble tea.Umairah,aisah and i pegi lah beli..while the rest kirim oni.When we got the stuffs already,coincidently..org dabes friday prayers.Jammed packed..ishkk..luckily i didnt bump into sif or any of his friends sia.As soon as we got back to skool..we continued with our paintings.It was raining cats and dogs outside.Around 5pm,we decided to go home despite the heavy rain.We saw the bus and ran for it but the bus didnt stop.Instead,we were splashed at by the bus.Sedih sey..almost everyone at the bus stop saw that.Suay betol.I made a fool of myself by screaming and pushing the people at the bus stop all because of a small harmless frog.I felt so the very silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112144109703315420?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112144109703315420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112144109703315420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112144109703315420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112144109703315420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/07/pe.html' title='P.E.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112143923926910916</id><published>2005-07-14T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:40:53.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive me crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aisah and i puase today.We sat at the bench on the first level with hilma and all.Saw this sec3 girl eating a sandwich.Aisah and i was like..haiz.The bread was sort of extraordinary.I say this because its not like any other bread,its so soft and thick.Damn,it looks so nice..if only i could feel it,grab it and bite it.After skool..had to stay back for english MORE programme.Umairah,aisah and i threw paper balls at each other.I know its kinda childish but it was so fun..heheh.I mean,dah lamer tak buat keje cam gitu..skali buat,rase best gitu.Maybe amirul is right about me having two different sides..Hhmm..Oh ya,we planned to do it again next english extra class.I wanna aim kaisah arr..muahahah.Did a worksheet and went to the art room to do my artwork with umairah.When we got there..sample,shamil,ariff,ariffin all ade.They relek there for a while..and left.Aisah,umairah and i walked all the way home.We passed some old factories and the football field.The guys on the fields were warming up.Funny sey..At last,i reached home around 7 plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112143923926910916?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112143923926910916/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112143669966675677</id><published>2005-07-13T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:41:33.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More or less,still the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had to stay back after skool because MORE programme.Today's combined humanities.For history,Mrs chew didnt come.I thought that i could relax for a while..den..skali,mr raqi came and decided to start on the social studies class.Hurrr...He requested the 4d students to join us.Mak oii..ramai giler punye.If i knew that they were to join us,i would have saved a seat for aisah sey.But then,sitting with hilma and umairah wasnt that bad.Sort sey diorg..hahah.Overall,the lesson was quite okaylah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112143669966675677?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112143669966675677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112143669966675677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112143669966675677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112143669966675677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/07/more-or-lessstill-same.html' title='More or less,still the same.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112096793832445774</id><published>2005-07-09T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:42:31.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Badminton.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to the sports hall.Met izni,sarah and ham.Kaisah and aini came after that.Skali the courts were fully booked.Ham suggested we all go to the marsiling c.c.Haiya,waste my ezlink oni..i could have gone straight to the marsiling c.c.The girls and i went there while ham stays and wait for ariff and ariffin.Wan was already at the marsiling c.c.As soon as we booked the court,we started playing.Booked from 1 to 3pm.Nisham joined us.Ard 2 plus,izni,kaisah,aini had to go for omm.Sarah went home with her cousin.I stayed with the rest.Puas hati ar main badminton coz dah lamer tak main...Before going home,nisham,wan,ham and i decided to check out the omm peeps to see what they're up to.Heheh..kpo sey.There were some instrumental and dancing going on.It was pouring rain so we went under blk 23.Nisham went home.The 3 of us,bought some drinks and food.Lepak with them for a while coz hujan semakin lebat.Talked and talked..laughed and laughed.They're so funny..heheh.When it had stopped raining,wan went home..ham and i walked together all the way to the bus stop.Sampai je bus stop,bus 912 and 913 baru lepas.Nak keja,due2 tak larat sia..hahah.So we sat and waited for the bus.And then,my bus came..said bye to ham and get on the bus.*Sigh*.I was so so so lethargic.When i reached home,no one was at home..i didnt bring the stupid keys with me coz i thought that they would be home by the time i got back.Argghh.I had to wait outside for an hour sia.Ishhkkk..Damn,my body parts are killing me..My arms,legs,neck and ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112096793832445774?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112096793832445774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112096793832445774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112096793832445774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112096793832445774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/07/badminton.html' title='Badminton.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112096360594574555</id><published>2005-07-08T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:44:48.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>N'level oral.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Stayed back after skool coz i have to go for the english oral at 2.15pm.Since i have plenty of time,i managed to persuade aisah into doing our art together.I did a lot of paper mache.Aisah was still planning on what to draw.Around 1.45pm,i sent aisah to the bus stop.See her get on the bus and then,went back to skool.Chai peng,wei ling and i went to the oral together.I was the last one while chai peng was the second last.Before starting,everyone in the group must be there.I was so so nervous.When it was my turn,i tried my best.It was all about guitar.I was weak in describing the picture.I didnt have much to say about it.I really felt like crying.I guess that i was too nervous that my mind was kinda went blank.Oh well,what's done is done..At night,my sister and i have to follow my mom to blk 658,blajar agama.I feared that i might bump into sif.Coz he lives around that area.I dont know why but i would never want to see him ever again..the last time i saw him was in march.&lt;/3&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112096360594574555?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112066380294577219</id><published>2005-07-06T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:45:50.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody blister.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to skool in slippers today because i got blisters.Stupid skull slippers.Harap je slipper lawa..tapi..iiishk.Although in between of my toes are in pain but its nice ar..i meant the shape.Shape of a heart.Really sia..hahah.Dont believe?then ask izni..heh.Paiseh sey..People asking me..here and there.I was so tired the whole day.Puase lah..byk sey hutang.During art lesson..sat with jason and firdaus.Best jugak duduk dgn diorg.Talk..talk..smile..smile..laugh..laugh.Ella and aisah were absent..argh.I've started painting "the eye".I wasnt ready to paint it actually..without ella,i have no confident.But so far,i did quite okay..i think.During recess,stayed in the art room with hilma and umairah.Whats the point of going to the canteen while im fasting rite..??.I felt really weak sia.I really really wanted to go home but then..i feared that i might miss a lot of important stuff in skool.*sigh*.Ohh yar..i will be playing badminton with ham sume this saturday at sports hall.Badminton punye pasal..kaki teros baik..hahah.So ariff,if you're reading this..ni kite ajak.Nak ikot,ikot lahh..taknak sudahh :P.After skool,i couldnt decide whether i should go for MORE programme or not..At last,i decided to go because i feel that i really need help.No one could save me..except for me.For history,only 10 people came.For social studies,about less than 20 like that came.Rabak..When i reached home,took my shower and went to sleep.Buke ard 10.20pm like that.Yeyy!!my mom bought me the cotton candy that i've been craving for.*smiles widely*.Stayed up to do my homework and study.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112066380294577219?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112066380294577219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112066380294577219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112066380294577219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112066380294577219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/07/bloody-blister.html' title='Bloody blister.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112040042776308944</id><published>2005-07-03T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:46:22.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock fest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to aisah's to get my chucks back.Met up with nadiah,harith's sister infront of cheers at 2pm.Took the 913 bus to causeway pnt.Met irya and shahidah then went straight to the rock fest.The bands were quite okay..i like the band which played mcr,the used and the offspring's songs.Too bad,sabree's band wasnt there..*sigh*.But i saw their friends,harith and gang.It was fun hanging out with the girls.Went to cold storage with emil and mom.Rounding..rounding,then head for home.I'm so worn out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112040042776308944?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112040042776308944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112040042776308944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112040042776308944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112040042776308944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/07/rock-fest.html' title='Rock fest.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112029358002546033</id><published>2005-07-01T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:47:13.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;First period of the day was P.E.I didnt get enough sleep the day before.So, i wasnt that pumped like usual during P.E lesson.I was tired and not in the mood for anything.Ohh ya..i lost 3kg and grew 1 cm taller..heheh.The 5 stations for napha test starts today.Haiya..i wasnt prepared for it.First was sit ups.I think i did pretty well for that.I did 43.But then,my so called partner wasnt quite satisfied with it.She said i didnt do it properly.Ye lahh tu..Then,it was the shuttle run.I hate doing shuttle run especially infront of the boys in my class.I was mighty nervous.Bile nak start,chai peng salah..dier ingat blom start.I was already running.Abehh..kene start balek.I was like..hilang sey semangat.My timing was pretty bad,11.8 sec.Managed to get 25 for the inclined pull up.So far,the stations that i did quite well were the inclined pull up and sit up..I'll do my very best if i was given another chance because i'm aiming for gold this year.After that was history.I sat next to aisah.For physics,sat next to sandy because i want to focus better.I understood what mr tan said although not fully but i do have some facts in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112029358002546033?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112029741134690060</id><published>2005-06-30T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T13:16:42.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Role models.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;During recess time,i sat with hilma at the bench outside our classroom.The rest went to the canteen.Makan je tau..hahah!.Hilma and i talked about some stuffs.Hilma gave me some advise and tips.She told me to work hard for this year.Hilma's words really makes me realise how important this year is..She motivates and supports me and i really really appreciate that.Thanks hilma for the encouragement.She's &lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt; of my role models.I dont have a role model,i HAVE a few..Some are my current classmate and one of them is my cousin.I really respect and salute them.They inspire me.I admire the way they solve their difficulties and work hard to achieve their goals.I want to be just like them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112029741134690060?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112029741134690060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112029741134690060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112029741134690060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/112029741134690060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/role-models.html' title='Role models.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-112029592696411388</id><published>2005-06-29T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:48:38.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot like love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;After skool,the 3 gundus and i planned to catch a movie at lido.We went home and changed before that.Aisah and i was late..heheh.Bumped into emil in the mrt.She was with her friend.They're heading for bishan park.We all sat in a row,all dressed in black.Was nice..mcm janji gitu.We watched "a lot like love".It was so sweet and romantic.*sigh*.But i did have some difficulty while watching the movie because of some fucking distractions.I dont like talking or people talking to me while watching the movie.I find it very very distracting.Went to far east after that for window shopping and took some neoprints.Ella had to meet her 'friend' while izni,aisah and i head for home.As soon as i got home..had my shower,head for the books and slept like a log.So long and goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-112029592696411388?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/112029592696411388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=112029592696411388' title='0 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avenged sevenfold rocks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111996241708942158?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111996241708942158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111996241708942158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111996241708942158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111996241708942158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/a7x.html' title='a7x.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111926912535413992</id><published>2005-06-20T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:50:49.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Move it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Stayed home all day long.Doing nothing but playing the comp.Emil had to go for her odac camp.I miss having camps..haish.My dad was thinking of moving to marsiling drive.To my old blk,blk 34.Same storey plak tu.Hmm..marsiling and wdls.Advantage and disadvantage.If i were to stay at marsiling.I could walk to skool.My cousin could help me with my skoolwork.Hilma,kaisah,aini and most of my classmates live ard there.At wdls,i could go to skool with aisah and umairah.30mins bus ride to skool.Near mrt station.Haiya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111926912535413992?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111926912535413992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111926912535413992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111926912535413992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111926912535413992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/move-it.html' title='Move it.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111926790567542986</id><published>2005-06-19T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:53:11.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My cousin,kak siti is getting engaged today.My dad sent me and my sis there to help out with the preparation and all.I wore this black and white polka dot baju kurung.Went to blk 18 there with kak siti to get the cake.The cake looked ohh so yummy..*drools*.Then,emil and i went to sheng siong to buy some styroform cups,sugar and sunquick blackcurrent.Tak penah2 gi sheng siong pakai baju kurong.The food was delicious.Rendang power..but too bad my fav lauk,ayam masak merah dont have.Yey!my closest cousin came..we talked about skool,courses that poly offers and others.I've always thought that poly life is fun and not stressful.The tv people sure make it seem relaxed and enjoying.My cousin told me that she's very busy.Loads of projects were assigned.Have no time for social life.I dont think i can survive poly life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111926790567542986?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111926170172702569</id><published>2005-06-18T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:53:39.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gig at garage studio.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Met up with azizi and ilyas at wdls mrt station.Planned to go to the gig at garage studio.But before that,the 3 of us went to orchard.Baru nak masok far east dah kene ambush by some peeps from ape entah.They're promoting some kind of gd charlotte party arr.We're invited.At far east,went to this shop..azizi bought a cd.Then,there's another shop selling NICE shirts,shoes and stuffs.If only i have enough money.Haisshh..Ohh yar,on the streets we saw this cute small boy ard 7 or 8yrs old play the drum.Alamak aiii..pro sia.I'm was very amazed.There was also some peeps giving out some lemonade.Nice arr..And i saw some original chucks selling for the price of $39 only.Bestt sey..and again if only i have enough money sia.Met janiah and her sis at orchard mrt station.Isshh..alamak.Part sini yg paiseh.I shall not elaborate on that.Slenger sey me..i can understand if they wont go out with me ever again.The 5 of us were lost but at last we got there.Thanx to some guys who we were following.I felt like a stalker sia.Gig blom start and already im perspiring like hell.The place was worst than i've expected.It's like a jamming studio..oh wait,it is a jamming studio.While watching the cleopatras performing,a guy tapped me.Ingat sapelahh..skali harith.Harith from the band the undergrads.Band mate dier,shariff pon ade.Dier tanye emil mane.I told him that emil went to the wireless gig.I saw ariff while ash was performing..Saw tess,moon's ex and ariffin.The band which played the avenged sevenfold's songs and the used's songs were damn great.I really wanted to stay a little longer to see love at first fight perform but then janiah and her sis kene balek.*sigh*Pegi same2..balek pon same2 ar.Reached home at 10pm.Overall,it was fun but the only thing was that,i felt left out.Like extra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111926170172702569?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111926170172702569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111926170172702569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111926170172702569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111926170172702569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/gig-at-garage-studio.html' title='Gig at garage studio.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111925991630853953</id><published>2005-06-17T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:54:23.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I stayed home a lot this holiday.I'm jam packed with assignments.Most of my friends balek kampong lahh..keje lahh..ape lahh.Haiya..there's four weeks of holiday but i have like only 2 weeks to enjoy.That's not enough..*sobs*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111925991630853953?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111925991630853953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111925991630853953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925991630853953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925991630853953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/holiday.html' title='Holiday.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111925920052678567</id><published>2005-06-15T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:07:14.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My old friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Emil and i went to the pasar malam at admiralty there.Emil wanted to find some stripe socks.Emil is so fussy..I felt stupid walking ard for almost an hour with emil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and yet she didnt buy any socks.Ohh ohhh and i saw suriana!.She's so pretty.She was with her mom and bro.Everyone i know before is changing.All pretty2..handsome2..except me lahh.&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/11136250-111925920052678567?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111925920052678567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111925920052678567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925920052678567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925920052678567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-old-friend.html' title='My old friend.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111925870300684701</id><published>2005-06-10T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:08:19.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;The course ended an hour later than usual.For today,we could choose our own theme.I've decided to ''my favourite guitarist''.I found a cuteee picture of frank and edited it with lotsa stars and glowing effects..heheh.It was fun but kinda bored coz aisah didnt come.Alahh..ape sey.I miss my friends..including the 3 gundus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111925870300684701?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111925870300684701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111925870300684701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925870300684701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925870300684701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/friday.html' title='Friday.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111925683203480287</id><published>2005-06-08T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:08:43.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>History is history.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;After the photoshop course,there's supposed to be a history remedial.Ms yong said that its not compulsary so,my friends and i didnt go..heheheh.Satu-satu pemalas betol.Kalau gini camner nak pass n level..Hishhhh.I have to wake up and buck up before it's too late and suffer the unbearable consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111925683203480287?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111925683203480287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111925683203480287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925683203480287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925683203480287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/history-is-history.html' title='History is history.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111925616519580234</id><published>2005-06-07T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:09:54.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adobe photoshop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Still have to go to skool.There's this adobe photoshop course for the art students which will be held from tuesday to friday.The course was pretty interesting.We were given a theme on friendship and were to come up with something.I came up with a swing,blue sky with cottony clouds and some leaves.The coaches were friendly.After that,there's maths remedial.My friends and i decided to cabot.That's the only remedial class that i've skipped.I dont know why but i find maths very tough and boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111925616519580234?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111925616519580234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111925616519580234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925616519580234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111925616519580234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/06/adobe-photoshop.html' title='Adobe photoshop.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111924615904121901</id><published>2005-05-31T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:11:44.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eng class.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today there's english class.Not many came.Mrs hazlan gave us some ws to do.The lesson was fun ar..mrs hazlan is so so cute and funny.I like the way she respond towards the class with her reaction and gestures.Cutee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111924615904121901?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111924615904121901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111924615904121901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111924615904121901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111924615904121901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/eng-class.html' title='Eng class.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111763333699995172</id><published>2005-05-30T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:13:33.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey holiday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Although it is the holiday.I still have to go to skool for 2 weeks.Haiz.. today's social studies.Starts at 9am,it was supposed to end at 11am but the class was delayed 30mins later.We did a lot of worksheets in class and were given some homework.As predicted,not all came for the extra class.Mr raqi was really pissed off.Emil and i have already planned to meet infront of my skool.I was supposed to accompany her to the hair salon at 11am.At 11am,mr raqi gave us a 5mins break.So,i ran all the to the main gate to tell emil that the class was ending late.Boy..and now i realise how big my skool is.Emil went without me and planned to meet me after that.After class,umairah and i met emil.Nice ar her hair..costs less than $10.Then,followed umairah to civic to return a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111763333699995172?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111763333699995172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111763333699995172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111763333699995172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111763333699995172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/hey-holiday.html' title='Hey holiday.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111658469416345125</id><published>2005-05-16T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:14:23.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont have any papers today and tomorrow so i wont be going to skool for this 2 days.Best best..Ella,izni,aisah and i have already planned to watch a movie on this day.Dah lamer kiteorg tak go out together gether sey..We're supposed to meet at the boots n shoes ard 1.30pm.Then,at 12nn..aisah's mom called me.Aisah couldnt make it,she has to go to her grandmother's house.Slalu gini.Ade je..ade je..haiya.We decided to postpone to next week.And so,i stayed at home the whole day..watch the telly and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111658469416345125?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111658469416345125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111658469416345125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111658469416345125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111658469416345125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/yay.html' title='Yay.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111614682577763165</id><published>2005-05-13T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:18:28.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I slept for about 1hr oni the night before coz of art.I still have not finished my art preparatory work.I was stuck at the layout and final design part.I went to skool early today with my wet hair untied.The purpose of me going to skool early today was to finish my art prep work in skool.I finished my final design before starting on the real thing.I used acrylic.I've been using colour pencils for the last 3 yrs and i've decided to use something different for this yr.I managed to finish it on time but it was kinda messy sey.Nak buat lightning tak menjadik..haiya.At the end of it,i felt so the very relieved coz mid yr's over..at last.Can sleep late,wake up late..go out with my friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111614682577763165?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111614682577763165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111614682577763165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111614682577763165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111614682577763165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/art.html' title='Art.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111608830690428443</id><published>2005-05-12T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:18:53.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Physic/malay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;For the past few days,i havent slept well.There's dark ring around my eyes and i hate it.Have to bear for just few more days..Today's physic and mt paper 2.I studied for physic but most of the things that i have studied tak klua.Ishkk..stress sey.During the break,aisah and i sat at the staircase while ella and izni went to the canteen.I didnt know that there's a girl's toilet at the 4th floor.I think i did fairly well for mt paper 2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111608830690428443?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111608830690428443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111608830690428443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111608830690428443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111608830690428443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/physicmalay.html' title='Physic/malay.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111608807923649296</id><published>2005-05-10T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:19:48.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I slept late last night sia.Today's paper is history and chemistry.I tried to study but i just couldnt absorb anything.My head was saturated.I really felt like crying while doing the history paper..serious..I asal boleh hentam oni for the structured essay part.My mind went blank when it comes to that section sey..Chemistry was tough especially for section B.Then,i went home with my friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111608807923649296?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111608807923649296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111608807923649296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111608807923649296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111608807923649296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/exam-sucks.html' title='Exam sucks.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111608724290689185</id><published>2005-05-09T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:20:39.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today's paper is s.s and eng paper 2.I've studied all the topics for s.s.I really really want to pass ar.The paper was hard but i managed to answer most of the questions..yeahhh.Many thought that eng paper 2 was tough.And so it was..especially the second comprehension part.Haiya,i still have not finished my art preparatory work yet.Selvi was supposed to give us the question paper for like 3 weeks before the exam but she gave 2 weeks instead.And now,everyone's really pissed off.I mean the time limit is not enough..i cant just concentrate on art.I have to study for other subjects also rite..Grrrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111608724290689185?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111608724290689185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111608724290689185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111608724290689185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111608724290689185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/05/argh.html' title='Argh.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111536865307496008</id><published>2005-05-06T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:20:57.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid yr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Exam starts today.First was english paper 1.The exam was held at the skool hall for all sec 4 and 5.I didnt have enough time to check section A and B.Alah..hopefully can pass ar.The second paper was malay paper 1.It was okaylah.Went home with izni,aisah,umairah and raudhah.Thought of going to the wdls library but den malas plak.Haiya..lagi pon tgh hujan..tido lagi best..heheheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111536865307496008?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111536865307496008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111536865307496008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111536865307496008'/><link rel='self' 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sey.The wdls library is not the best place for me to study or do my homework.I met a lot of people..my primary skool friends,skoolmates,classmates and new friends.*smiles*.After that,we went to long john,bought some food and took away.We went to this place and ate our food there.Gerek sey..cam picnic gitu.Took some pics with mine and sandy's digicam.Fun arr..girls day out.Went to take neoprint..ni lagik kecoh plus giler.Took lotsa of silly pics.Hahahah..Alahhh..best arhhh.Buat ni sume cam exam da over gitu sey..padahal bsk baru nak start exam.At the interchange we parted.But umairah took the same bus as me.We were busy talking sampai bus datang pon tak sedar..Slenger sey.Luckily,we managed to get on the bus on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111536797835874787?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111536673503768170</id><published>2005-05-04T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:23:11.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;After recess,the whole class have to go for health check up.It was held in the AVA room.We have to take our height and weight,blood pressure and eye test.I was extremely shocked when the nurse said that my weight was 65kg.Rabak..susah sey nak percaye.Mesti ade something wrong.I wasn't satisfied and i took my weight again.True enough..there was a mistake.My actual weight was 55kg.Makk aii..macam nak cekek itu nurse sey.Lucky haven't key inside the comp.After the check up,it was maths lesson.Mrs teng conducted the lesson outside the HOD room.Almost all the girls in my class cabot maths lesson..including me.Heheheh.We sat at a corner and chatted about our future ambition,boys and some girl's stuff.It was fun.At the end of the lesson,mrs teng..knew where we sat.She just gave us the maths ws.There's oral exam after skool.Kaisah,ella and i sempat buy ice cream outside.Slurps..YUmmy..Went back to skool.The oral was okay i guess..except for the last part of the reading passage,i was kinda stuttered a bit.Hungout with my classmates for a while after that.Went home with umairah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111536673503768170?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111536673503768170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111536673503768170' title='0 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bus 913 to get to admiralty mrt station.While seaching for the seats in the bus,we saw to guys at the last row smiling and chuckling.Emil and i heran ar asal diorg cam gitu..but they look so familiar.Then,one of the guys tapped my shoulder.I turned..skali rupe2 nyer..it was my sepupu,abg adil and his friend,fauzi.Duhh..sepupu sendiri pon..boleh tak kenal sey.Haii..kite kan potek.Emil pon kedondong,tak kenal abg tu abg adil.Fauzi is so cute..makin chubby.Abg adil pon ape kurang nyer.Diorg baru balek dari majlis ape entah..kawan diorg tunang ke ape arr.Bile da sampai,we said bye to them and got off the bus.Took the mrt,stopped at ang mo kio..took bus 25.Emil and i sat at the 2nd level.Took some pics..den emil decided to take the bus number.Heheheh..pencurik.After ngaji,we went to serangoon c.c.Changed clothes and took some silly and stupid pics again..Went to pasar mlm near admiralty park there.Takde byk barang kat saner.Biler balek rumah..kena klua balek,gi org kahwin.Anak cik ali yg 1st tu kahwin.I like the drink..flavour honeydew.sedapp..but the food there is even better.Nak tambah..tapi segan.Heheheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111503638901737924?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111503638901737924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111503638901737924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111503638901737924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111503638901737924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/04/bus-no-25.html' title='Bus no. 25.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111503219509302627</id><published>2005-04-29T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:25:34.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;First period was p.e.The boys had to do their napha test while the girls went to the hall to play captain ball.I dont like to play captain ball..I like floorball.Man,i used to go for taf club last yr..just to play floorball.Haiz..those were the days.Izni's sick.She rushed to the toilet several times to puke..I told her to go to the sick bay but she refused.SO the very stubborn.At last,i sent her to the sick bay during malay lesson.I spent my recess time at the toilet with ella.We did each other's hair..hahah.I lost my sec 3 s.s textbk sey..entah hilang kat maner.i really need it to study for mid yr exams.After the last lesson of the day,i borrowed wei kiats s.s textbk to do some notes.Baik hati dier..*smiles*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111503219509302627?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111503219509302627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111503219509302627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111503219509302627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111503219509302627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/04/damn.html' title='Damn.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111476526063094565</id><published>2005-04-28T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:26:13.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeahhhh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Our art teacher brought us to the library to get do some research.Im not sure whether i want to do the topic on hidden or jewellery.I heard that many chose hidden for their topic.I sat with ella and yu fang.We talked a lot and did less work till it was time for recess..hahaha.Then,bile masok canteen..sume kene halau sebab bell blom bunyi kate tan and co.Mengarot sia..For physic,mr wong returned our class test papers back.I failed on the topic about current electric.Got 4/25.Rabak sia..ape yg org blaja sume tak klua.But then right..right..I passed the class test on magnetism.The highest score in class was 17/25.I scored 15!!Yey yey..kite pass!!!.Best arr..happy sey bile pass.Selame ni..tak penah sey org pass physics.At last..dapat kalah kan hilma..muahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111476526063094565?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111476526063094565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>Heh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;i find today's history lesson interesting..i dont feel sleepy like i normally do.Mdm louis have once told me that ms yong is trying her best to make the lesson interesting as possible and making us understand the topics better.I miss mdm louis.Although she's demanding,strict and all..she does have a soft spot somewhere &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;DEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; inside.Andd..netball is never never never the same again since she had left.Ms loo took over.Very the boring and merepek sekali..Haizz..Skool ends at 11.30am coz of speech day.After skool,izni,ella and i for the english remedial.Went home..then,met izni at aisah's house.Lek lek..chit chat,eat choc cake,muruku..then,went to skool for the speech day.Izni and i volunteered ourselves to go for the speech day thingy.Aisah was actually one of the prize winner but she just had an operation..so how to come.kesian sey dier..Boring sey kat situ...dah lah tu,sblah ade pompuan mereng takde harge diri..ishk.Izni pon otak sort duduk dekat dier.Saw 2 of my classmates became the photographers..heheh.Yang lagik satu ni plak..bangon lambat..salahkan org.Bagoslah tu ehh.Nishanti,angie and sandy danced very gracefully on stage..Malay dance paling merepek.After that,izni and i headed to 7eleven.I blanja her slurpee and went straight home while she went to marsiling cc for omm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111476399178080684?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111476399178080684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111476399178080684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111476399178080684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111476399178080684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/04/heh.html' title='Heh.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111433199190221900</id><published>2005-04-24T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:27:36.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to k.k hospital alone to visit aisah.Took the mrt from wdls to novena.Planned to take the shuttle bus from there.I waited for about 30mins like that but the shuttle bus was nowhere in sight.Those who waited,will eventually take the bus or taxi.Then,there's this makcik..she sat next to me.I asked,''cik,saturday ade shuttle bus ke..??''.She said that she's not sure.So,we took bus 851.I followed her all the way coz im not really sure how to get there on my own.Baik hati makcik tu...I thanked her while we were in the lift.Aisah was sitting on her bed when i saw her.She had 3 stiches.I saw the 3 stiches..they're nice.2 of it were still kinda bleeding.I spent for like 2hrs with aisah and her cousin.Was fun arr..we joked around and act ed stupid and all..hahah..siow.After that,i rushed to the wdls mrt station to meet sarah,izni's sister.Went to marsiling cc with her.Was sooo boring...sarah and i sempat main tick tack toe sey.Then,the crowd were like so so dead.Ard 6 or 7+,we went to cp.Bought some food from old chang kee and a slurpee.We sat at the staircase where there's a quite a dark spot with a lot of bushes around,infront of civic.Talked about some stuffs..finished our food and drinks.Went home after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111433199190221900?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111433199190221900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111433199190221900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111433199190221900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111433199190221900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/04/kk.html' title='Kk.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111416737919326356</id><published>2005-04-22T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T08:28:33.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2.4km run.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yay!Its friday again.I loveee fridays..First period of the day is p.e.Last week my 2.4 timing was 14.59s.I wanna do better than that.I have to get at least 14.30s if i want to get A for napha.I ran with oskanira all the way..every week..every p.e lesson.I tried my best.I didnt stop that much.I sprint for the last 100m.Im the 22nd and my timing was 14.28s.I was so happy.Ella and izni also did better than before.Recess,ella,izni,me and some of our classmate stayed in class to finish up our s.s corrections.We're not supposed to be in class but what the heck..English,the last period of the day was so so so so boringgg.Its about oral presentation.Wei kiat was so funny sia..with the way he explained about his favourite childhood game..Ariff plak..tak habis2 tanye pasal falina..hehe.There's a trip to Cambodia during the holidays.I wanna go and so does ella and izni but the cost is too expensive.Those with edusave have to pay $400+,the skool will be paying $600.Those who does not have edusave have to pay $1045 like that sey..sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111416737919326356?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111416360936788029</id><published>2005-04-20T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T13:14:53.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today's Sport's day.I wont be running in the 400x4m coz i know that she wouldnt like it.She die2 nak org lain.Ishk..Org sedarlah yg org ni lembab..tak macam dier..lincah.I wore the 4e maroon colour class shirt and p.e shorts.I never felt so proud to be in 4e.The class has been so united this year and i think its because of ariff,ariffin and shamil.I have searched for sarah at the blue seats but she was nowhere in sight.The boys in my class did a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;job.They won more than 1 event.Im so proud of them.Chai peng,angie and jia lei did well also.I screamed my lungs out cheering for those who ran.It was fun and exciting..haha.Tapi sedih jugak ar..coz aisah tak dapat datang.The cheerleading competition was great.Class 2b is so cute..i meant the way they perform their cheer and dance.The champion for upper sec is 4c,2nd is 5b and 3rd is 4e!!!!!!!.It was so unexpected sia.Our class didnt join the cheer competition and yet we got 3rd place.4d punyerlah semangat join cheer tapi tak dapat top 3 position..muahahahaha..padan muke..hehe takdelah.I know why sarah was nowhere in sight coz she didnt come..fin told me that she's sick.Aww..kesian dier..hope she get well soon.Alahh..i heart her hair many many..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title='Sports day.'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111416186858101400</id><published>2005-04-19T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:49:24.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Flag/The day that i'll never ever forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Physics is damn boring.I dont understand anything that tan and wong has taught me since the january.I failed every class test.In fact most people failed except for ariffin ar.He usually ace the test..jealous sia.&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;only i could switch my brain with his..Yong is absent today but there's a relief teacher and we're supposed to do source based questions.I was about to start when they said that i have to see the dentist with a few of the other girls.At first i was anxious to see the dentist but when i saw what the dentist did to sandy,i start to feel nervous.When it was my turn,i have to put on this pair blue goggle type glasses.They're pretty cool i guess..hahahah.It turned out okay except that the dentist told me that i have lots of holes in my teeth.And that i have to go for a second appoinment on &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;050505&lt;/span&gt;.I didnt get to finish the sbq.The relief teacher told me to pass it up by 2pm.For cdp/international friendship day,everyone have to go to the hall to see a live chatting session between the wdls councellors and the girls from an australian girls skool.Was pretty boring yet amusing.Some of the 4e students including me went back to class to discuss about the class flag.The flag is still not fully finished yet and sport's day is tomorrow.Cekek darah betol..My mind was a blank.I cant think of any designs to apply on the flag.Wei kiat,rick..came out with some&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 'creative'&lt;/span&gt; ideas.They wanted the backgrd to be filled with fire like designs.Those type of design are so common.Around 5.30pm,i went to ariff's house to help with the flag.Gerek sey rumah dier.Ade 2 kucing,permandangan cantik..facing laut dgn causeway sane plak tu.Hai..kalau kite exchange rumah kan bagos..hehe.I drew 2 stars and wrote all the names of our classmates on the flag and im so proud of it.Went to my aunt's house at blk 34 to get my art file. By the way,&lt;strong&gt; he wanted to send me under blk 34 actually but I said that's okay. &lt;/strong&gt;Then,went to aisah house..sat at this huge unused table right outside her front gate.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss her a lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Dah lamer dier tak ke skola.We talked about a lot of stuffs..about the recent things that had happened and all.She gave me a cup of ice cream.It's the rainbow type of ice cream..got pink,blue,yellow..colour.Its vair nice and yummy..Well,i just hope that she's gonna be fine and im always there for her whenever she needs me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111416186858101400?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111416186858101400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111415849082922404</id><published>2005-04-18T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T03:37:35.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its monday again..the day i hate..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There's chemistry test today on organic.I've tried my best for the last test.But then,lagik satu mark je da boleh pass..haish.Made stupid and careless mistakes.So far,i managed to answer most of the questions for this paper.My monday is always so boring.When it comes to maths lesson,i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; shift to somewhere else.Im very slow kalau pat maths ar.I just cant seem to concentrate sitting at the back with ariffin,ariff they all...Assembly,is also usually boring including today's.After skool,there's chem and phy remedial.I went for chem remedial but i cabot for the phy remedial..haha.I got headache ar..cannot tahan sia.So,i went &lt;/span&gt;home.&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/11136250-111415849082922404?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111415849082922404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111415849082922404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111415849082922404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111415849082922404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-monday-againthe-day-i-hate.html' title='Its monday again..the day i hate..'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111338251276921229</id><published>2005-04-12T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T13:21:06.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sixteen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im turning 16 today.I really dont expect others to know that today's my birthday except for my bestfriends ar...When i got to skool,izni was the first who wished me happy b-day and gave me slices of this spongy choc cake she made with the help of the mom.It was so sweet of her.I prefer things that are handmade than the things that are bought from shops.Then,chai peng gave me a present.Everything was pretty much normal.During maths lesson,i wanted to shift to nishanti's place coz i dont understand some of the maths stuff.i have to shift so that i could understand better when nishanti explains to me..Ms Yong didnt come to class for history lesson coz of the syf thingy.I was standing behind my table and just about to sit when he called me.He came over and wanted to whisper something to my ears.Ingatkan apelah..skali he said "happy b-day..".I was speechless and all i could do was to smile.I dont know how he knew that today's my b-day..maybe someone told him.In the afternoon,there's interclass badminton tournament.4E vs 4B.I played girls double with kaisah this time.4E won and we made it to the finals.Fighting against 4A probably..Yeaah!!izni's gonna blanja us kfc this friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111338355743832317</id><published>2005-04-11T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T12:46:59.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate mondays.There's assembly..den have to wear the stupid tie and all.Haiya..When the maths lesson was about to start,fin said,''iznor..kite nak tanye sikit boleh..??,ni soalan hardcore punye..''.I was like ready to answer coz i thought that he's gonna ask something about music.Skali..he asked,''iznor..awk ade brape mataer?''.I said one and he was like wahhh...ape saje je dier.Den he asked,namer dier sape?umur brape?skola maner?stream ape?brape lamer kite stead?bile sume?.I answered all of his questions..den i asked him plak..I told him alot about sif.I think he's the only guy how knows about my relationship with sif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111338355743832317?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111338355743832317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111338355743832317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111338355743832317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111338355743832317'/><link 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aun't house at blk 34.Sports heats starts at 2.30pm sharp.Around 1.30pm,i met chai peng at blk 27..then went up to jia lei's house.Reached the stadium around 2.40pm like that.Chai peng and i were supposed to take part in the 200m event but we were late..wuahahah.So,we cant take part in that event.My classmates and i wore our class t-shirt.The colour maroon is not as bad as i thought it would be.Its quite nice actually.Wei kiat,azmi,jason and shamil were super fast.Ariffin took part in 200m event.Everything was going smoothly..he overtook all the other runners but when he almost reached the finishing line,he slipped and then did a somersault.Kesian sey dier..Nevertheless,he got first place.Nasib baik.I took part in the 4x400m event.I replace kaisah.Kesian ar dier..mate dah lah sakit,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; pakse lari plak tu..in the end i told &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; that i'll take over kaisah's place.I was the third runner.I've never ever took part in a relay event sia.I was nervous and feared that i might let my classmates down.In the end,it wasnt so bad..we got 4th i think.Overall,i think my class did pretty well.4E was so united..cheering for each other and all..i never felt so proud to be part of the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111308364482357601?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111308364482357601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111308364482357601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111308364482357601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the 29th of April and we have not practiced yet.Last year,i played girls double with nazirah.For this year,im thinking of playing mixed double with him.At night,i smsed him..told him that the badminton interclass tournament is tomorrow and asked him if he's playing.He said that he has signed up for it but ham said that he's not playing.Alahh..he told me that he's sad but that's alright.He really wants to take part.The next day,i discussed with ham and calvin about him playing mixed double with me.Im trying my best to persuade calvin and ham.I really want him to take part so that i could play mixed double with him.*sobs*.i saw him talking to ham after that..he said that he wants to take part and wants to play mixed double with me.Alahh...After skool,the teacher in charge told us that the match was cancelled coz of the syf thingy.So,the match will be postponed to next tuesday.I hope that one of the guys who's supposed to play couldnt make it so that he would have a chance to play.Muahahahahahah....i sound so sinister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111241840961925757?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111241840961925757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111241840961925757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111241840961925757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111241840961925757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wanna-play.html' title='I wanna play..'/><author><name>Revenge I Seek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04036880647212478006</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11136250.post-111209802538462529</id><published>2005-03-29T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T07:14:02.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollypop..lollypop..ohh..lolly..lolly..pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Woke up late this morning.Tried to get a cab but failed to.Went home again and woke up my father,so he could send me to skool on time.I was already desperate..i dont like to wake my father while he's having his beauty sleep.He'll shout at me for sure.Despite all,he still sent me to skool.Heheh..Thanx to my father,i wasnt late.Since his 2 close friends didnt come to skool today,i've decided to give that twisted lollypop to him.Ella didnt come to skool today..haiya.The first period of the day was physics.Im trying really hard to focus on this subject..I copied every single thing mr wong wrote on the board..so that i could revise at home.I flunked all my physics class test.He kept asking me whether i understood or not.During maths lesson,he took out his peanutbutter sandwich.I saw him giving some of it to zhi long.Then,he called me.I turned to him..he was taking something out from his bag.It was the sandwich..he wanted to give me a small piece.I gave him that lollypop..at the same time.He startled and he dropped that piece of bread..i was like..alah,kesiannye..sedih sey..I felt really bad.I'm thinking of making him a peanutbutter sandwich one day as a replacement.Haiz..History lesson,i had to stand coz i handed my assignment late.Before that, he asked me to sit next to him in history class but i didnt.Last period of the day,the whole skool had to assemble at the hall to watch a movie.The Wizard of Oz.It was pretty lame but it was okay.There's social studies remedial after skool.Not many came..me,izni,chai peng,wei kiat,him..my friend has this hp which could take pic.He wanted to take a pic with me..he asked me twice but i refused.*eyesrolling*.Then,watched aisah play badminton..her badminton interclass match is today.Mine's next week&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/11136250-111209802538462529?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111209802538462529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111209802538462529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Aisah's absent today.After assembly,i went to the stadium with chai peng and jia lei.Izni has to go straight home..while ella planned to watch movie with her bf.Feel so lonely without them..At the stadium,i sat alone while waiting for the person who's in charge of attendance to come.Suddenly,he sat next to me..my heart was beating fast at that moment but i acted cool.He asked me,"iznor..asal sorang je..?".I told him that all of my close friends have other plans.My classmate,revathy was sitting in front of me..he was like.."alah,sibok ar you revathy..".I just smiled.I ran 800m alone..ran 2 rounds non stop.While running,i think i heard his voice..he probably cheered for me but im not quite sure.Then,it was his turn to run.I saw him running..i cheered for him but i dont think he heard me.I went to causeway pnt after that with chai peng and jia lei.Then,i hangout with chai peng.We ate ice cream..yummy.chai peng blaja me..hehe.We sat at a little corner and talked while eating ice cream.. it was nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11136250-111209903645412045?l=stake-my-heart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/feeds/111209903645412045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11136250&amp;postID=111209903645412045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111209903645412045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11136250/posts/default/111209903645412045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stake-my-heart.blogspot.com/2005/03/runningrunning-as-fast-as-i-can.html' title='Running..running as fast as I 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