<?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-9045360971042150654</id><updated>2011-09-13T19:22:15.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ѕнιкιηzєє ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>290</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2113632011879009003</id><published>2010-04-04T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:09:46.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EERxXMydwvg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EERxXMydwvg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kerana cerita ini lah, mendorong i untuk memakai tudung. so the style i'll be wearing is from the 6.40mins-8.40mins. watch it loves. ((: will shopping for more dresses. i like! *winks*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2113632011879009003?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2113632011879009003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2113632011879009003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2113632011879009003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2113632011879009003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/04/kerana-cerita-ini-lah-mendorong-i-untuk.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1415699426279830966</id><published>2010-04-04T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:13:24.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mr a'z. wa rindu banget sama lu. nyeh~ since i got nothing better to do. i changed my blogskin and stuffs. new songs been added. the song lies-mc magic was arwin's song. so i don't want to hear his song. duh-uh. lol. wheather is super *yawnnnnnnnnnnn*. im sleepy. okay. school please. can u be quick. my life is so boring. budak-budak cambodia dah pulang. hehehehe. siap sedia, keluar!!!!!!!!!!!!! yahoooo. imissyouallsomuch. including my hunny bunny murny &amp;amp; sha. loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1415699426279830966?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1415699426279830966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1415699426279830966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1415699426279830966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1415699426279830966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/04/mr-az.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1727595541871459489</id><published>2010-04-04T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T11:56:18.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, name are revealed. a.b.a is arwin bin azman. heh. HE was the one who followed me to the ecp outing. yes, we dated but not anymore. he own a girl now. so again, fail in love. lol. nevermind. im happy to see him happy. mr a.z ade. hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1727595541871459489?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1727595541871459489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1727595541871459489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1727595541871459489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1727595541871459489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/04/okay-name-are-revealed.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-837769513861284176</id><published>2010-04-04T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T11:51:24.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratching my head over the past moments in my life. -__-"</title><content type='html'>*scratching*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26-march-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF, so went out with the left overs girlfriends. iqa,nana,su following us will be is &amp;amp; arwin &amp;amp; epin. *name revealed* urgh. okay, meet them all the bedok interchange and buy macd since my tummy was roaring and off to chai chee community club. is have booked the place and it was super worth it. $6 for 5 hours. nyeh, it starts off with shy singing but after arwin &amp;amp; epin left due to some appointments made we sang like no one would ever believe. ainkk *setan dah naik* afterall it was a fun outing, i went to bugis with nana after that and bought a bag. now no money (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27-30 march 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much, just slacked at home. 29 &amp;amp; 30 i have my practical lesson. gees. now im stucked in stage 2.6 i guess. bila nak pass eh? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31-march till 2-april 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepover session at grandma house. went to ikea on one of the days and went back home on friday afternoon. met safuan and ate macd at jp. he was super shocked seeing me wearing tudung and soon, he said. im sorry i tak biase dgn ppm pakai tudung. oh well. (: my uncle came over to my house and slacked, at night we went to al-ameen bukit timah and guess what. i saw arwin and his new girlfriend. uh-oh. i said hi and he gave me this face *uh-oh, shocked* and again i was given an unpleasent look from that girl. urgh, please. arwin is yours not mine. short-haired, wears white tube dress. make up mesti mau ada and quite dark tone. okay. enough. possibility, arwin drive cus i didn't saw him holding helmets. biasalah, lelaki ada car siapa taknak kan? tunggu ye, aku ade car. korang jantan sume boleh blah. *wide smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-april-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked at home and went to aunty house late afternoon. at night. biasaaaaaaaaaa broo. teh tarik jugak wa punya spot. and off to sleep at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, 4-april-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no plans lah bro.. -____________-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-837769513861284176?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/837769513861284176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=837769513861284176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/837769513861284176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/837769513861284176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/04/scratching-my-head-over-past-moments-in.html' title='scratching my head over the past moments in my life. -__-&quot;'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1304453221249064768</id><published>2010-03-27T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:36:22.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vEv7rZtJ70o&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vEv7rZtJ70o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Di Antara Cinta Dan Ego™&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah) (Oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukalah, Pintu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah, Cinta bersatu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matamu, mataku, bertemu&lt;br /&gt;Hatimu, hatiku, kan berpadu&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kau ku punya takkan ku mencari gantimu ku sayang kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin ini, silap aku&lt;br /&gt;Hati meluka kerana egoku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Bukalah, Pintu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Ku tunggu kasihmu, biar cinta bersatu&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku mencarimu&lt;br /&gt;Kau lari berbatu-batu usahlah tinggalkan diriku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yeah yeah yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Ku takkan lepaskan kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;Pernahku bertanya mungkin kau kan sudi&lt;br /&gt;Memberi secebis hatimu lagi padaku&lt;br /&gt;Namun kau menyepi, ku resah menanti (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Bukalah, Pintu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Ku tunggu kasihmu, biar cinta bersatu&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku mencarimu (mencarimu)&lt;br /&gt;Kau lari berbatu-batu usahlah tinggalkan diriku&lt;br /&gt;(Oo whoahh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukalah, Pintu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Ku tunggu kasihmu, biar cinta bersatu&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku (hatiku) mencarimu (mencarimu)&lt;br /&gt;Kau lari berbatu-batu usahlah tinggalkan diriku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oo whoahh)&lt;br /&gt;Bukalah, Pintu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Ku tunggu kasihmu, biar cinta bersatu (biar cinta bersatu)&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku mencarimu&lt;br /&gt;Kau lari berbatu-batu usahlah tinggalkan diriku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oooh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah cintaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A.B.A. PLEASE OPEN YOUR HEART TO ME. PLEASE. tsktsk. IMISSYOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1304453221249064768?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1304453221249064768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1304453221249064768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1304453221249064768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1304453221249064768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/di-antara-cinta-dan-ego-yeah-oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4241036392570660218</id><published>2010-03-23T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:08:40.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates (:</title><content type='html'>friday 19-march-2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming plan was cancelled, tsk! im having my monthly period. *tak perlu bilang* but, its sad. i wanted to swim badly eventhough i don't know how to swim. HAHAHAHHAH! instead, my cuzzys came to my house, we slacked and we talk about the funny moments in our life. after that, ate at my usual place, teh tarik (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday 20-march-2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no plans were made actually, but i get to meet up someone and my dearest adik, syuhaidah. tsk. she went to cambodia and will be back on the 4th april. bought hariz birthday present. and soon that someone go off since he had made some plans with his friends. so i and syuu slacked at macd and we went seperated ways cus im going to my nenek house at eunos and she off to home. 3 injections. omg. slacked at nenek house and went home home after that. nothing much . nyets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday 21-march-2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept till late afternoons, still no plans going on, only some assumptions and plans made by my dad, which is to visit my another nenek house at redhill. tsk. its my dad's side. so yah, chalet to hariz birthday party was missed since nenek is sick. shop at sheng siong at ate at ABC don't know where coffeeshop. seriously, the nasi ayam penyet sambal is nice. *first time trying* hahaha. after that went to nenk house and slacked. ergh~ *sleepover at nenek house* (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday 22-march-2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early in the morning as early as *thinking* 11am? geees, asked nana to accompany me to cairnhill community club for job screening held by NTUC WDS. i don't know what is that. so jolly well, i went to that place since ive already been registered. and it was boring~ - ______ -&lt;br /&gt;however, we got free food. yummy, nasi lemak qiji. *slurp* finish up the food and create some stories and off to bugis. WINDOW SHOPPPINGGGGGG *no money lah* im aiming for that long dress. hahahaahaha. after much, head to bb and lepak with nazri and off to bbdc for my practical and someone there to pick me up. MR S. we slacked at jp and off to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday 23-march-2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.... nice weather to sleep BUT sadly, i have my practical at early as 09.50 am, tsk. nak tak nak kene bangun jugak. ergh~ supposedly today, i should have drive out of the circuit but i don't know lah, atleasr i learn new things which is supposed to be learn way before this review. okay, nvm. need a few more practice insyaallah, i'll be confident. ((: meeting MR S. again today. im thinking, bila ni nak tido rumah nenek. hahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ADIOTS. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4241036392570660218?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4241036392570660218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4241036392570660218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4241036392570660218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4241036392570660218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/updates.html' title='updates (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4892566083908615522</id><published>2010-03-19T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T01:47:02.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>father's love.</title><content type='html'>ayah, i miss talking to you. could we reunite? i didn't know in his silence he stills care about me. if he doesn't, he don't even bother to keep my reef slipper which i wore today in the store. afraid that it might get stolen. tsk, thank you ayah. goodnight. and yes, went out with ibu and adik to ikea today and bought his stuffs. so get wet tommorow. im going swimming! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4892566083908615522?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4892566083908615522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4892566083908615522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4892566083908615522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4892566083908615522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/fathers-love.html' title='father&apos;s love.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-7113341549291199208</id><published>2010-03-19T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T01:42:34.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day *wide smile*</title><content type='html'>i was out with girlfriends on the 17th of march 2010. eventhough its not the destination we are going too actually but it turns out pretty well. everything was fine, even the weather. alhamdullilah. we are supposed to have fun at sentosa but ended up at ecp. lol. met them at eunos around 12pm, as usual im late. heh, and so HE followed and be the driver for the day. me: "you, i and empat org kwn i. muat ke?" him: "sumbat aje lah''. so he drived us to ecp with his cute car and soon we arrived. we pitched the tent and somehow remember my NPCC good times w sha n eka all. lol. what a great memories. after much, we sat and ate our lunch, i brought nasi goreng , iqa with her 'erra fazira hotdogs' and nuggets. su with the coke n 100plus drinks, nana with grapes and tidbits. lol. we talked, we laughed. after thinking enough, HE confrimed that HE wants to swim so i followed HIM to HIS house and waited while HE took HIS stuffs and drove back to ecp. so after that HE slept inside the tent while i and other play by the beach and took some pictures. after HE woke up, we get changed and off to the sea. isn't cute, HE wears pink and black shorts and same goes to me. lol. unfortunately, i didn't bring my inner wear but thanks to HIM i get all wet. tsk! haha. we sat and chat and play with the stupid sand. i swear HE was the first one to see me with my tudung and HE is the first one who sit with me by the sea. im happy to be with HIM even we are just friends. tsk. then, we decided to walk around and watch people skimmed and off to macd to buy my ice-cream (: HIS treat. lol. back to our area and get wash up. pack up our things and off to geylang teh tarik and we departed, cus HE had some karaoke-ing with his NS friends. so, since my parents were out to johor, i , nana and su slacked at geylang's macd and talk crap spending our own times together. reached home at 11.40 and off to sleep at 12.30 i guess? overall, its awesome and girlfriends. i love you so much. and to HIM. thank you too. shall meet you soon and don't forget your shorts is with me. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ps, "how i wished i had you in my arms."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-7113341549291199208?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7113341549291199208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=7113341549291199208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7113341549291199208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7113341549291199208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-day-wide-smile.html' title='what a day *wide smile*'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3822459328381798605</id><published>2010-03-16T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:37:34.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muslimah day out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55vfS6WKPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/LQ1rKSCd3Q4/s1600-h/Photo0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448915182608066802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55vfS6WKPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/LQ1rKSCd3Q4/s400/Photo0464.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; " DON'T LAUGH! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes, BOHEMIAN fashion are loved.*wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;er, okay. this is how round my face looks like, yar my new style ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how about you iqa? *EVIL LAUGH!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;PS; taken by iqa. geees. 16 march 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3822459328381798605?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3822459328381798605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3822459328381798605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3822459328381798605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3822459328381798605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/muslimah-day-out.html' title='muslimah day out.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55vfS6WKPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/LQ1rKSCd3Q4/s72-c/Photo0464.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2958571603033329365</id><published>2010-03-16T01:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:32:00.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my little monster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55uI-DMq5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/UIy-GfEwpCY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100228_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448913699539299218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55uI-DMq5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/UIy-GfEwpCY/s400/Snapshot_20100228_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55t7-REMvI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fHHbvDhUgz0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100228_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448913476259164914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55t7-REMvI/AAAAAAAAAeE/fHHbvDhUgz0/s400/Snapshot_20100228_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55t02n1reI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bJ6z_V2WhUM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20100228_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448913353948114402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55t02n1reI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bJ6z_V2WhUM/s400/Snapshot_20100228_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this idiot in green colour shirt is my little brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a webcam-whoring session with him was an awesome time. *laughed*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he went to camp from 16-17/march/2010. counsellor camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;geees, i miss him already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if not by this time we will talk crap and share problems and off to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friday don't forget okay adik! SWIMMING! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wuuuhuuuuu! and yes, gym sessions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*lose weight* haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2958571603033329365?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2958571603033329365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2958571603033329365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2958571603033329365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2958571603033329365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-little-monster.html' title='my little monster.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55uI-DMq5I/AAAAAAAAAeM/UIy-GfEwpCY/s72-c/Snapshot_20100228_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-946291123838813178</id><published>2010-03-16T01:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:26:10.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55tpyv6M3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/TUhj70COtHU/s1600-h/DSC-0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448913163929662322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55tpyv6M3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/TUhj70COtHU/s400/DSC-0480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55tQtctRrI/AAAAAAAAAds/q37ZyQRyEIc/s1600-h/DSC-0468(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448912733010216626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55tQtctRrI/AAAAAAAAAds/q37ZyQRyEIc/s400/DSC-0468(1).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i super miss all this fun memories i had with you girlfriends at iqa chalet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TSK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-946291123838813178?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/946291123838813178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=946291123838813178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/946291123838813178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/946291123838813178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-super-miss-all-this-fun-memories-i.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55tpyv6M3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/TUhj70COtHU/s72-c/DSC-0480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-9072235199412802335</id><published>2010-03-16T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:21:04.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam is over and holidays are here.</title><content type='html'>11 march-12 march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend these days sitting at home and sleep like a pig. *ahhhhh* nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with dearest iqa, and im sorry nana if ive hurt your feelings. everything was not planned nicely. vroom vroom heading to orchard to meet iqa and off to shopping. ended up with cashless since i bought two cool-shiet tops from bugis, slipper reef from citylink mall and one topman top for my brother. things were complicated between iqa and her boyfriend but i pray that everything is alright. could you asked fey to drive and not to drift. omg. we had our dinner opposite new hawa and then fey send us to lavender mrt station since he is going to work after that, so i trained home with syuu and her friend khai. my leg is aching from all the walking done. phew~ fey honda fit saves my leg for a second. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a sickness which is not curable. LAZINESS. so seriously i slept the whole day and waking up with back ache. ty bed. (: *wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu* nice weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly went out with this one guy but ibu ask me to follow her go to arab street buy some kain etc. so i bring my dearest iqa along. weather was not on my side so eventually it rain. i was shivering cold since half of my clothes was wet but that doesn't mean its also ruin my moot to shop *wink* dearest iqa tag along since she was looking for a lace kain to match with her lining for hari raya baju. she was wearing a tudung and that totallu suprised me. and she was suprised to cus, after much hassle i wear tundung too. *LOL* so it was a muslimah day indeed. im looking forward to go out with the shawl in my head. *new aim* shikin and iqa is wearing a tudung. OMG! *jaws dropped* but TAK SALAH KAN ? *smile* oh yes, ibu bought me a belt at ANGLIA . ty ibu! iloveyou. and head home via cab. home sweet home until something unpleasent occurs. ps, TY shasha dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-9072235199412802335?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/9072235199412802335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=9072235199412802335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/9072235199412802335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/9072235199412802335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/exam-is-over-and-holidays-are-coming.html' title='exam is over and holidays are here.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5991534504462191190</id><published>2010-03-16T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:00:51.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07 MARCH 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55l7uM2MjI/AAAAAAAAAdk/PNa1UyR7icc/s1600-h/Photo0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448904675853480498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55l7uM2MjI/AAAAAAAAAdk/PNa1UyR7icc/s400/Photo0463.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55lUWrbh6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/YQ1g8hQaH2Q/s1600-h/Photo0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448903999524407202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55lUWrbh6I/AAAAAAAAAdc/YQ1g8hQaH2Q/s400/Photo0462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "pastamaniac craves"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOOOOOOOOOO, jyeah. this was supposed to be out last week as my daily post in blog but i have this chronic sickness called LAZY. so here is what im going to tell. mcm storyteller pulak. lol. since this is my last pay or easier last money after i resigned in topshop. and since i have the voucher and membership card i used it all to treat my most beloved family. its been ahwhile since i last treat them. it doesn't cost much but im greatly happy that i have everyone i love eating on the same table and share the joy with me. its been so long i haven't spend any time with my parents and brother. (: after making our stomach full as balloons, we shopped around lot 1 and i bought myself socks and my make up stuffs. bought new powder foundation and mascara. after that we head to jp and bought our movie ticket for the night. its was MY NAME IS KHAN. a second time movie marathon. cried again. so that's is my day and night with my family. i love them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5991534504462191190?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5991534504462191190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5991534504462191190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5991534504462191190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5991534504462191190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/07-march-2010.html' title='07 MARCH 2010.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S55l7uM2MjI/AAAAAAAAAdk/PNa1UyR7icc/s72-c/Photo0463.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3633032172798429921</id><published>2010-03-16T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:39:40.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my dearest girlfriends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc174/watts-taylor/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc174/watts-taylor/friendship.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO ALL MY DEAREST ITE GFS ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want you all to know, im always here for you. im willing to lend my shoulder whenever you need me. i know sometimes, things just get out of hands and we just don't know what to do. each of us drift apart and do our own things. i love you girlfriends nomatter what and insyaallah our friendship stays on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT FORGETTING MY BABY MURNY AND SHASHA AND OTHER GFS ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, we have move on with our own lifes. each of us have our own dreams and things to do to achieve it but nomatter what our friendship never ends here. with love from you girlfriends im what in my future to be. nomatter how busy and how we are drifted apart by time consumed, you all are still in my heart. i love you girlfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3633032172798429921?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3633032172798429921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3633032172798429921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3633032172798429921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3633032172798429921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-my-dearest-girlfriends.html' title='to my dearest girlfriends.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8982611772697226539</id><published>2010-03-10T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T00:01:32.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>supposedly we planned to go wild wild wet tommorow and sentosa on friday. but no full attendance. annoyed and pissed off by someone. serious shit. tommorow plan is cancelled friday not sure yet. okay. im pissed off. goodnight. ps; i need a job. please hire me. any retail jobs please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8982611772697226539?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8982611772697226539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8982611772697226539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8982611772697226539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8982611772697226539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/supposedly-we-planned-to-go-wild-wild.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-9203052109259567335</id><published>2010-03-08T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:51:51.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae236/iheartyouxjennn/love%20quotes/Weirdness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae236/iheartyouxjennn/love%20quotes/Weirdness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jyeah, its weird though. i know i just post about being hurt by faizal and in confused state with taufiq but i learn that there are still good guys out there awaiting for their love one. i found one but im still with my decision. single for a year and no hopes in anything even how much sweet he is or caring he is. it doesn't make any changes in my life. unless it got something to do with my parents. i could make this as one of sweet moments in my life. stated in my heart. talking about this somebody, not mentioning his name yet but i get to know him through a friend of mine. both are cool dudes faithful and funny. but this particular guy which i mentioned is just a normal guy out there nothing special in him, his life was turned upside down and his heart was crashed into broken sharp pieces after his girlfriend which last for 6 years left him just like that. with no sign of text messages or any calls. which left him hanging and still waiting for her to appear. when he told me his stories, he nearly fell to tears but he's trying not to. he is still in love with her. for now, im the only girl who is contacting with him and he is trying to gain himself up and be happy, enjoy his life and keep up with his hobbies. he own a bike and a car all by himself. he's done with his "matrep" life as in clubbing and all. now his focus is to find a right girl in his life after being hurt deeply and to get a stable job. that's his aim. im proud of you my friend. yes, life must move on nomatter what. i know its pain but rest assure, GOD is fair to everyone. oh, talking about him. he is an awesome guy. (6march2010) 1st met under my void deck timecheck 10pm. he send me, my chocolate tronky bought at jusco. sanggup eh, dari tampines ke woodland ke clementi ke jurong back to woodland and ended up idk. lol. but its so sweet of him. i thought he was joking. but he's real. (8march2010) secondly, intention was to pick me up at school and catch a movie but time was not on our side since he was in the night shift so we supposed to go ecp but again its was blazing hot and ended up we went to IMM and sat at macd. so we chatted and get to know ourself better. on the way back rain starts to drizzle. and he stop , "you, are you okay? you nak jalan terus ke nak tunggu dulu? nnt tgn u sakit." *widesmile* so being a good girl, i told him to head straight home i don't want him to be late for work. so he zoom off fast. even a short meet up. its still a memorable moment. im missing you already. should go out soon. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love, shikinwitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-9203052109259567335?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/9203052109259567335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=9203052109259567335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/9203052109259567335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/9203052109259567335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/jyeah-its-weird-though.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae236/iheartyouxjennn/love%20quotes/th_Weirdness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3264788743683230880</id><published>2010-03-08T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:17:17.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm171/Bratty_Childs/tgif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 562px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 408px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm171/Bratty_Childs/tgif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im done with my first paper which i really hate most. LABORATORY MATHS. for since primary three ive started to hate maths. i know maths is easy but somehow i couldn't favour myself to learn and force myself to love it. so i study what i could manage and pour to what i have "study".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i must get 67marks to aleast get a D but somehow i couldn't see that D. conclusion, possible i have to retake that module and get myself to repeat in that school for another six months. i can't really imagine how im going to face everything in the future. what i can do now is pray which is the greatest of all. my next paper will be SHP. so what if i score an A ? will it makes any difference when i have a FAIL on one of my module. im done with it. i hate maths. and i will hate it for all my life. i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3264788743683230880?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3264788743683230880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3264788743683230880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3264788743683230880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3264788743683230880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-done-with-my-first-paper-which-i.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1968242742340270130</id><published>2010-03-05T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:05:00.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day ? (:</title><content type='html'>oh yes, thursday and friday been a hectic day for me. NO SCHOOL ! (: jyeah, so thursday went to j.e library with syuu and yes! today. went out the whole day with ibu! not to ketoks ibu money or what but just want to spend time with her. ive resigned from topshop, i know its hard for me to survive with ONLY school money. however, its the QUALITY time with my parents are the most valuable thing that couldn't be bought with money. (: so as early as 7am i went out with her to send adik to school since he fractured his left hand. ouch. after that do some housework and stuffs before heads to geylang. bought her blouses and all the things. hahaha. then heads to esplanade with my mum. isn't that cool. walked with her throughout the journey cause adik got some competition going on ; his drama club. something cocked up and we didn't get to see him act. brought him along to marina square and bought my stuffs at topshop. and headed to marks and spencer and shop. hahahaha. i love those moments since the sun rise. i wished i had this moments all this while. im happy for since im not working. i make a choice and i love it. i need a break, spend more time with my family.splurge myself with happiness. i love myself. doesn't mean i have no boyfriend im dead. i still have my family. so that's the story for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1968242742340270130?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1968242742340270130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1968242742340270130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1968242742340270130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1968242742340270130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-day.html' title='what a day ? (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4144347013615267895</id><published>2010-03-05T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:42:47.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i423.photobucket.com/albums/pp315/i_luv_11/qoutes-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i423.photobucket.com/albums/pp315/i_luv_11/qoutes-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4144347013615267895?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4144347013615267895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4144347013615267895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4144347013615267895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4144347013615267895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1972854417247208798</id><published>2010-02-28T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:56:24.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was my last day at topshop marina square. i don't know if i were to be sad about my resignation or to be happy to get a full rest and full attention to my studies. there are advantages and disadvantages in my decision.&lt;br /&gt;advantages :-study&lt;br /&gt;                          -rest&lt;br /&gt;                          -away from the pinoys. (:&lt;br /&gt;                          -family quality time&lt;br /&gt;                          -lappy. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disadvantages:- no more night outings&lt;br /&gt;                               -no money!&lt;br /&gt;                               -no more datings. :P&lt;br /&gt;                               -no shoppings&lt;br /&gt;                               -etc. blurgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? there's always give and take away in life. your choice you lead it. and yesterday was all out of fun at work. as usual super late to work and im going to miss all my colleagues including the pinoys. certain only. blurgh. and guess what faizal is leading a happy life yesterday and me too . went home with juliana instead refused to meet anyone . i want to have my own time. thank you. shopped at cottton on and they bought me topshop pyjamas as a gift. awww, so sweet. i'll drop by soon. take care my sweethearts. i miss topshop! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1972854417247208798?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1972854417247208798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1972854417247208798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1972854417247208798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1972854417247208798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-was-my-last-day-at-topshop.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1814158417396391075</id><published>2010-02-28T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:43:07.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac243/1HardcorePrincess/Graphix/7005f6ca21733056e7cb97b3b2631eca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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" &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you can make lots&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of guy friends, but cube not to fall for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;them too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;easily. cause it will create problems&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kak jee's advise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i think it's better if you just leave him (faizal) la.. no point&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in contacting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with someone but talk about other girl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so people? any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-7989565194712762597?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7989565194712762597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=7989565194712762597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7989565194712762597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7989565194712762597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/syuus-advise.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-6318582220029727803</id><published>2010-02-27T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T02:25:44.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i should have been asleep by this time but i couldn't, somehow i need to express this feelings. i don't know if what im saying about this is true to me or maybe hurtful to others. ive been silently keeping this feelings to myself and suffer within. i really need a break. i really need to go away, far from everyone far from all the feelings i keep. i know im being stupid and i am. till when this kind of feelings or thoughts must i encounter before i get the one i love most and he love me most? how long more and how many more roads for me to cross? why when i love the someone there will always something suddenly ruin it ? or maybe im the one who demand too much or hoping too much or been dreaming too much? did i? maybe i did till i suffer inside. no one knows the feelings. NO ONE. cut short from all the crap above, faizal texted me earlier just now when im having my break . he said he is going out w his ex family and aunt and all. with that stupid text i got from him ruin every minutes and seconds of my mood. i smoked 5 ciggs within one shot and soon after i vomit. duuhh, my stomach is full of air. pain. i felt so upset. really am but i can't let it out if not i'll be crying so i hid my tears and swallow every ego i had and PRETEND nothing happens. i know im NOTHING in his life, yes to the past few weeks of knowing each other but not now. not anymore, he don't even care where im going and he thinks that i don't even exist maybe? aftermuch thoughts, im wondering why im still hoping and stupidly loving him in silence? i met taufiq after work and he send me home since we don't know where to go.no aim, so we just hang around my block area and ate macdonalds. we wanted to talk something important but i can't react to it. i can't think ,i can't put my feelings for that talk. because when i see him, i wanted to cry. why must an innocence party who really fond of me get that kind of respond.i know deeply he love me or like me but i can't. i don't want to love him just because i wanted to get rid of this feelings i had for faizal and by accepting him "i can forget faizal" . NO WAY! i don't want anyone to be hurt by my actions or by my words. i want it to go away slowly painfully by myself. no people involved. just me and my stupid feelings. i hope you really understand. sincerely with my heart i tell you this, i tried to love you i tried my best but he came before you show that you love me. besides, you are still in new in ns and there's still much things to go through in that 2 yrs time of your service. enough of the past 10 months ive been with an NS guy. I don't want history to repeat itself. and anyway, i believe that there's always someone out there loves you more than me. the situation is like now. shikin,faizal,taufiq. SHIKIN LOVE FAIZAL. TAUFIQ LOVE SHIKIN. FAIZAL NO FEELINGS FOR SHIKIN. SHIKIN DON'T WANT TO LOVE TAUFIQ due to fear of sympathy love. Im in taufiq shoes. so that's why i understand and i don't want you to be hurt by me. so before things get way out of control and more people are being hurt , i want to get some time alone for now. i really need a knock at my head . like, "hello! is there any answers to this kind of mixed feelings" any solutions? ergh, it actually begins with me. ya allah ! it started from me so i must end it by me. period.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-6318582220029727803?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6318582220029727803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=6318582220029727803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6318582220029727803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6318582220029727803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-should-have-been-asleep-by-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8311864793766261725</id><published>2010-02-27T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T01:47:17.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd213/sk8erkat/quotes/e214l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 613px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd213/sk8erkat/quotes/e214l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8311864793766261725?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8311864793766261725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8311864793766261725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8311864793766261725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8311864793766261725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i226.photobucket.com/albums/dd213/sk8erkat/quotes/th_e214l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8289913379424618163</id><published>2010-02-25T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:41:55.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning high elements. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4VOY8vwKII/AAAAAAAAAdU/CWlkaEZIX_U/s1600-h/P2240429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441841915277355138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4VOY8vwKII/AAAAAAAAAdU/CWlkaEZIX_U/s400/P2240429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4VOUKmSHNI/AAAAAAAAAdM/SBH8eA7x-2o/s1600-h/P2240455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441841833096387794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4VOUKmSHNI/AAAAAAAAAdM/SBH8eA7x-2o/s400/P2240455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4VOLoytZkI/AAAAAAAAAdE/DFaLtZIN-J8/s1600-h/P2240459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441841686582748738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4VOLoytZkI/AAAAAAAAAdE/DFaLtZIN-J8/s400/P2240459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 6.20am, whoah like action early. lol. met syuu at j.e and trained off to school. today school start as exciting as normal becaiuse we get to climb high elements at our very own school. the last i could remember was at blaze one camp. and that was super funny. i shouted like nobody business and when there's any pole i grab like my pillow. so i did it again and i shouted the most the teacher said. hahaha. i had fun afterall. and im proud of daya who encounter her fear of heights. well done girl. SHP test was again a trash one. i anyhow do and confirm chop chop failed. lol. shikin mcm paham action belajar but nothing get inside her big brains. haha. school ends early so by 6pm i was at home. watched tv and off to play my lappy. update lah later people say my blog boring. lol. went to bbdc and book my practical for next month. 22 march shall be the next date. lambat pe nak pass. kental. pelan-pelan kayuh lah ye , insyallah by hari raye i pass amin. goodnight people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8289913379424618163?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8289913379424618163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8289913379424618163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8289913379424618163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8289913379424618163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/morning-high-elements.html' title='morning high elements. (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4VOY8vwKII/AAAAAAAAAdU/CWlkaEZIX_U/s72-c/P2240429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3862808076606734309</id><published>2010-02-24T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T23:02:44.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its about you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/wyte_girl/quotes/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 538px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/wyte_girl/quotes/life.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;read and understand. tsk tsk. i failed to make someone stays in my heart and he's leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3862808076606734309?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3862808076606734309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3862808076606734309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3862808076606734309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3862808076606734309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-about-you.html' title='its about you.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i156.photobucket.com/albums/t4/wyte_girl/quotes/th_life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-6989644845339619715</id><published>2010-02-24T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:09:38.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i928.photobucket.com/albums/ad124/xopunkrockstarxo123/hurt.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 452px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 479px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i928.photobucket.com/albums/ad124/xopunkrockstarxo123/hurt.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;go and find that someone who can swallow your attitude. i had enough of your nonsense seriously. a stupid basic courtesy can become a big fuss and fight. since the day i know you always make a big fuss out of it. firstly, not wanting a video call with you, you scolded me and said that u don't want to contact me anymore and next is i slept after school and stuffs not calling you, you even said the same thing. please. what you want actually? u want me to be with you 24hr always? i don't understand you. and u said i keep repeating my mistakes. but you? you are damn fucking perfect till you didn't see yourself in the mirror. what's the big deal if u have a car u have a bike. hey, im not the kind of bitch lah. i have my own too okay. even if it takes a longer time then you. and don't think that i have the same attitude as you IDIOT EX-GIRLFRIEND. the problems actually lies in you. you kept seeing the same girl as your ex in your eyes. u never really open your heart willingly and accept the fact that all girls are different. yes, they had the similar things but you must see inside her heart. is she being true to you? is her love true to you? you must must must open your eyes, throw your grudge that you have when you are with your ex or the past girls you've been with. i had my past too maybe not as bad as you but still that is my past. im looking for the future and im still being hurt but i accept with all my heart. i swallow every words every i actions i faced with strength. sometimes i want to give up too.but this is life my dear. people never die without lies and wrongdoings. people do come and go. people do leave you like nothing happens between you and her/him. but nomatter what this is life. and nomatter what and how hard is it. you have to face it. face it. leave you past. i beg you. leave your past. please. you will suffer if you never heed my advise. thank you friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-6989644845339619715?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6989644845339619715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=6989644845339619715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6989644845339619715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6989644845339619715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/go-and-find-that-someone-who-can.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8509616544679563343</id><published>2010-02-23T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T23:10:59.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n60/William12_2006_2006/flags/korean_flag.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 405px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n60/William12_2006_2006/flags/korean_flag.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee12/redkattseven/seorakmountain-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wuhuuu, thats korea ! (: danial yusuf just left singapore to korea. hope he is safely back and have fun there my dear friend (: and don't forget my oleh-oleh ok. i wonder how he survive with 100singapore dollars there.idiot. haha. i got nothing better to do today since class end at 2pm. which is super early. so iu headed to tamp mall with ball and was upset that SPLITZ shop was closed down. wonder why. hmm. headed home straight and zoom off to update my blog and stuffs. today menu is bubur so i diet for today. didn't eat a proper meal such as rice and etc. ate kuayteow goreng at sch. many support that i should lose weight. even hafiz (syuu's abg sdare) should i ? hmm. i think i should. no, its a MUST! this saturday will be my last day at topshop. so gonna miss that place. 6mth working there. the longest among all the part timers. hope i get to work in universal studio as sales. *fingers crossed* i miss syuu. i miss hafiz even more. lol. kidding. 2 days straight not going to school with her. haha. like a dumbass. faizal confessed about his feelings to me. i think its time to forget about him. in other words, concentrate on taufiq? he's been nice to me ever since we keep in contact. he's been hoping and hoping. never did once he give up. but its me. i couldn't be the shikin whom i used to be when im with jack. the trust that he broke and more. it hurts. because of him others are involved too. and its amazing that ive been staying single so strong in 5 mths. and i hope i last long. i wudn't want to commit myself in a broken relationships. if thats my fate it shall be. for now, i just want to be single. period. i must study for tml SHP test. and oh yes, exam is in 2 weeks time. thank goodness. i need to study. goodbye. and i miss you. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8509616544679563343?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8509616544679563343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8509616544679563343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8509616544679563343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8509616544679563343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n60/William12_2006_2006/flags/th_korean_flag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-7220519210722414799</id><published>2010-02-23T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:35:17.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PPwA0YjSI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PQAlnB57Zq8/s1600-h/Photo0454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441421198554074402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PPwA0YjSI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PQAlnB57Zq8/s400/Photo0454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" happy 19th years-sary to my parents."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i took off on sunday just to celebrate their anniversary. its theirs not mine. just being a kpo-kpo. so we siblings followed. we woke up as early as 10am. and went out at 11+ am. headed to takashimaya seoul garden and eat till we all are bloated. 3 hours of our time spend eating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then head to geylang and bought some barang-barang dapur. and then head to ikea at queensway and beli lampu tidur. cheap (santee) in korean. lol. $4.90 (: and went back home wash up then out again to play bowling. i had a super fun family time together. should this more often. okays. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;semoga ibu dan ayah berkekalan hingga ke akhir hayat. amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-7220519210722414799?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7220519210722414799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=7220519210722414799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7220519210722414799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7220519210722414799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-19th-years-sary-to-my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PPwA0YjSI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PQAlnB57Zq8/s72-c/Photo0454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5652872499385990125</id><published>2010-02-23T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:43:15.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PM4wqLoOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/zg_1LxR-h_M/s1600-h/Photo0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441418050300256482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PM4wqLoOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/zg_1LxR-h_M/s400/Photo0444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PMjgnPODI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ykVEPnJ5xtg/s1600-h/Photo0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441417685215688754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PMjgnPODI/AAAAAAAAAcs/ykVEPnJ5xtg/s400/Photo0443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done by the two NYONYAS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;syuhaidah and nur amira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CRAP~ -.-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" future work to be in their olden days." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bahahahhahhaahhahaah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5652872499385990125?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5652872499385990125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5652872499385990125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5652872499385990125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5652872499385990125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/done-by-two-nyonyas.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PM4wqLoOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/zg_1LxR-h_M/s72-c/Photo0444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-6989505615833565095</id><published>2010-02-23T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:37:50.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PLWdy1-QI/AAAAAAAAAck/I75rn2opwF0/s1600-h/Photo0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441416361609132290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PLWdy1-QI/AAAAAAAAAck/I75rn2opwF0/s400/Photo0441.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PGbb7JbaI/AAAAAAAAAcU/gYNiJI7628M/s1600-h/Photo0440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441410949448297890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PGbb7JbaI/AAAAAAAAAcU/gYNiJI7628M/s400/Photo0440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This ferrero rocher a suprised one from faizal. bought it at watsons. sempat. lol, i was browsing through and buy some girl stuffs. *out from watsons* "b, nah chocolate". awww, so sweet. (: and i received it both on the same day. fate ? crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-6989505615833565095?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6989505615833565095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=6989505615833565095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6989505615833565095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6989505615833565095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-ferrero-rocher-suprised-one-from.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PLWdy1-QI/AAAAAAAAAck/I75rn2opwF0/s72-c/Photo0441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5101886841692371054</id><published>2010-02-23T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:11:06.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a small gift for "valentines day"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PEjmnqNdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/J7nFdHejTso/s1600-h/Photo0439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441408890735048146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PEjmnqNdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/J7nFdHejTso/s400/Photo0439.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was from dzaki, he worked at my school as an IT technician. he used to be my crush anyway but that was months ago. now no more. ive thought it through. neehh~ ain't a wreker. so ya, we still contact but just as normal friends. (: this shall be the memory. ergh, never had this kind oof memory at school before. even in primary and secondary. weirdo ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;" and oh, it doesn't look like a whole packet. he cheat me.lol "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5101886841692371054?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5101886841692371054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5101886841692371054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5101886841692371054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5101886841692371054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/small-gift-for-valentines-day.html' title='a small gift for &quot;valentines day&quot;'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S4PEjmnqNdI/AAAAAAAAAcM/J7nFdHejTso/s72-c/Photo0439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3988050369188534556</id><published>2010-02-13T02:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T02:24:42.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLOG IS UNDER CONSTRUCTIONS. I'LL TRY TO UPDATE. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3988050369188534556?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3988050369188534556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3988050369188534556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3988050369188534556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3988050369188534556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-is-under-constructions.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1633524507749558276</id><published>2010-01-20T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:04:03.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S1aZQyMg1oI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5WQ0C_AW-7Y/s1600-h/DSC-0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428694914472924802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S1aZQyMg1oI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5WQ0C_AW-7Y/s400/DSC-0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; spend my wonderful time with my girlfriends on the 16th of january 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iqa book a chalet and we are invited. im lazy as usual to brag about the whole thing on that particular day. so wait for me to get back my laptop . sent for repair . anyhoos , apit is back from KL and spent most of the night talking with him. he'll be going again to langkawi next monday. im attached *weird one* to rafi for 5 days. nothing in between us and eventually i asked for a break up its a GAME . lovegame. hah. -.-" next week i shall hit the road, ohmy. PDL have yet to do. so i be busy LEARNING how to drive. i wonder how i'll be reacting in the car. what a blast moment. i miss my other girlfriends too. when shall we go out. hmm ? currently in the IT class learning maths through windows exel. ^.^ " oh well, i have to buck up. my test was a natural disaster. i mean it. i failed all of them without knowing the results. but i knew myself. QCA was the saddess one, i studied for it but none came out when i see the paper. i miss my laptop for now. please lah. urgh. iqa! we'll be having our next chalet outing AGAIN on march. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1633524507749558276?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1633524507749558276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1633524507749558276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1633524507749558276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1633524507749558276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/01/spend-my-wonderful-time-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/S1aZQyMg1oI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5WQ0C_AW-7Y/s72-c/DSC-0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5758609637503672249</id><published>2010-01-12T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:48:50.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2MzI3MDk3Mjc*NiZwdD*xMjYzMjcxMDE1MTc4JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*1NTcxOGUwNWEyYWI*ODRmODg3OWRkMWE3OGExNDdiMCZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/life" target="_blank" o="'14"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g102/aubrizzle_007/quotes/lifelived.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im in school's computer room doing my maths studies on the microsoft exel. lol. first time doing it. abit jakun. (: firstly, my laptop was out of order for the time being and im fucking pissed off because i can't online and chat with my eye candy. tsk. im seriously broke after spending my whole pay for the things that ive wanted but NOT ALL. i still need my denim vest,my topshop sandal which is on sale and i don't think i will have the chance to get it,my another knitwear to from topshop too. however im satisfied because i get to but my birkenstock which i've been aiming for since my first pay working in topshop. $120 gone in just one item. next i get my mango top BUT im seriously foolish because i can save another 5 more bucks IF i were not to buy it when on sales. lol. but its too late. i have it with me. im still waiting for apit return from KL wonder when, i still miss him though even i had a rough time with him. when i think back about it, i don't see there's a way for us to get together but that feelings never fade even after all the scoldings i get from him for the stupid dumbest messages from me to his fiance. shikin is a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-.-" im trying my best to erase all the this kind of situation when u lose one love u get two back instead. can i find the one and only? anyhoos, stop talking about the love feel. i be busy for this whole week or i can say whole month ? im going for my FTT lesson and others. i hope i could pass before my birthday date. or latest before hari raya. (: *praying* i got nothing else to say. i'll be going. off to next lesson. *boringgggggggg*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5758609637503672249?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5758609637503672249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5758609637503672249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5758609637503672249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5758609637503672249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g102/aubrizzle_007/quotes/th_lifelived.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4312929665728925583</id><published>2010-01-07T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:43:17.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20quote" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 341px; height: 239px;" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w275/SHORSE129/quotes-16-1-1-1.jpg" alt="Sarita Horse Quote Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[28th dec-31]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spend that period of time working and eventually i spend my "precious" countdown with my gf at work. we spend time talking to each other about guys. 31th, new year eve was the day i give up on apit. anyhoos, i appreciated that atiqah was my listening ear that night. we're on the same boat my dear. thank you. 30th dec, was BL meet up. preparing for the january newbies. aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1th jan-4th]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the new year itself, after much being hurt by apit, i decided not to follow him to fish in the morning instead i went to JB with my family and spend time with them.i bought a new bag and shoes. and i spend my whole there eating. lol. the next day, i went shisha-ing with my dearest girlfriends. sha &amp;amp; ain. had a great time with them. eventually something unexpected were to be talked but however gf, everything happens for a reason. *smile* had a memorable with you girls. we should do this outing more often. loves. 4th was the first day of school and my BTT test. and i passed. and i need more money to complete my lisence. *yay!* went straight to school after that and partipate in the BL stuffs. get to see all the new faces since im the station master. its funny to see how mat reps are trying their best to crack their brains to solve the sudoku game. interesting (: looking forward to april intake. lol. BL OI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5th jan &amp;amp; 6th]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation for the january intake is still going on and the next day, class resume as per normal. expo longkang expedition today. gross. *yucks*. please visit syuhaidah FB for more enquiries about what happen. oh yes, not forgetting i saw my school eye candy which i called "my darling" macam paham lah katakan. *heh heh*. saw him early in the morning driving towards the school gate with his bike. *melts!!*. do anyone notice how handsome he is in the school? ohmyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[apitmonster]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went to KL overseas trip for his work .got to attend some courses and meetings and many things more which i don't bother to know. well, he will be away for 2 weeks and after this upcoming more trips.i guess, there's no need for me to wait for him without any promises. he said that himself. anyhoos, i don't think he is serious with me afterall. and i hate pieces guys. seriously. they've been breaking my heart always and never keep to their promises. *sweet talker* awww, my scorpio eyecandy saves the world. te amo apit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[life]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adik is away to attend this stupid adam khoo 3D2N camp. such a waste of money. "aku nak pergi camp, yay yay. jadi kau boleh layan mak kau tuu" wtf, there's still this kind of growing up brother. lol. im lethargic enough to talked to anyone at home and mum's been naggy this few days. i don't know what is in her mind. *gileee*. slept  through the trained trip from pasir ris to pioneer. what a trip. inconsiderate singaporeans. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goodnight readers. te amo apit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4312929665728925583?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4312929665728925583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4312929665728925583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4312929665728925583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4312929665728925583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2010/01/28th-dec-31-i-spend-that-period-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-617080691620255145</id><published>2009-12-28T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:47:31.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thm-a03.yimg.com/image/179922795122aa6e"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 84px;" src="http://thm-a03.yimg.com/image/179922795122aa6e" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/images/B/Birk18.4/68084-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 102px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/B/Birk18.4/68084-t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zappos.com/images/246/7131246/68021-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 102px;" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/246/7131246/68021-t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thm-a02.yimg.com/image/e21f0d564acb9028"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://thm-a02.yimg.com/image/e21f0d564acb9028" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" which one? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ooooo.. shopping time... here's my shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;1) birkenstock sandals.&lt;br /&gt;2) mango top. 4 in total.&lt;br /&gt;3) topshop oversize top and blue dress.&lt;br /&gt;4) topshop bag.&lt;br /&gt;5) new bag in bugis, prolly?&lt;br /&gt;6) topshop grey shoe.&lt;br /&gt;7) topshop sandal.&lt;br /&gt;8) and oh yes ! COTTON ON !!!&lt;br /&gt;sales sales sales. wait for my pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sooo miss my stubborn boy, didn't expect we had so much common things together.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to meet you soon. and oh yes, iloveyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-617080691620255145?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/617080691620255145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=617080691620255145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/617080691620255145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/617080691620255145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/which-one-ooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3607605969656030216</id><published>2009-12-27T02:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T03:24:34.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little things that makes life great.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd42/amandamariehunny/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://i223.photobucket.com/albums/dd42/amandamariehunny/life.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is about how u let it lead you to. the past you have is your mistakes and the future you face now is your light to shine. i did a lot of mistakes in life and no one knows what mistakes i have done, it's between me and GOD. and no one knows how it feels to be punished my HIM. i know i've sin but no one is perfect. and we are created down here in earth to fulfilled our promises to HIM. the talked or much less the advises mum and dad has given me is for a life time till i leave this world, they've gone through all during their days, and i shall do the same when i stand in their shoes. sometimes i wonder and i asked myself, what i want in life so much and what im not satisfied in myself and why im doing this to myself and others ? yes, there's always challenges and barriers to every single thing. but what actually i wanted in my life for the past 18 years of my life and going on ? that question is still a question mark to both my parents. how to since i have NO answer to that question to myself, maybe, its possible because im still too young and i'm finding the answer but how ? i still need guidance from everyone. i want a happy family in the end still and i still need someone out of family to love too. you can't change fate and to who i'll be loving. dad, you may say it's not the time yet, i'm still young, i know. but i think you know the answer. don't tell me you never fall in love when you're young. mum dad, to think twice im still far off better compared to others. i never club i never drink before. and i'm still fulfilling your wish to be a good daughter and i'm still pursuing my dreams as a student. yes, i know i did lied and that makes you pissed off by me and i did not do my part as a muslim girl. okay, i admit but somehow or rather you should maybe open up your eyes, you should be grateful to have me. i missed of how we spend times together. i've been busy working studying but never did i make you worried about my pocket money. since i've been working in topshop you never give me my pocket money. maybe you been putting aside but i didn't know. we really need a good effective long time to talk in this family. we are happy on the base but the happiness we had is not from the core. i envy other family on how they talked to each other and they spend time together. on how the children grow up with colourful people around. maybe your teaching is different. i'm just a daughter nothing else. i'm nothing to be compared to you mum dad. so whatever reasons i'm still nothing but to obey your rules and regulations. respect is a must. i know i've been your sickness all this while but i'm just blank. i didn't know what i want in life. that's my problem. i hope the one i'm in love will guide me sincerely and i prayed that i'll change for the better one if that's what you wanted always mum dad. i will and insyallah i try to. life is beautiful in every way if we were to see but the problems that we are not settling it makes life a dirt. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"don't make the beautiful life pass you by.&lt;/span&gt;" ~ avril lavinge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this feeling is perfect and i need you now. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3607605969656030216?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3607605969656030216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3607605969656030216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3607605969656030216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3607605969656030216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-things-that-makes-life-great.html' title='a little things that makes life great.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2529162572784714884</id><published>2009-12-27T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T02:25:02.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a walk with him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzZP_Hs5vII/AAAAAAAAAb8/YkRY19r_co0/s1600-h/PC160077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzZP_Hs5vII/AAAAAAAAAb8/YkRY19r_co0/s400/PC160077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419607147404704898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" friends are forever, but family are eternity "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;had a great day at work, but i miss bi juan and juliana and that twin of mine too, chevron. they going to quit soon but not sure for juliana, she having he vacation with her daddy at batam. lol. i fucking miss her lots. her qoute ~ "aku sepak muka kau 3 hari coma nanti !". mama is back from hospitalisation leave. oh i miss mama too. she and her fucking face and her korean songs. okay atleast there's no one brave enough to act one like a boss or in chinese "haolian". okay, i think so. main kentot je aku ni. as usual morning shift same shift with mama and afidah. today (26 dec 09) is wei choon last day of work. he resigned. nothing much about work jus a norma plain stuffs. no stock but i'll be dead for today prolly, tagging all the new upcoming sales item to selling floor. okay best. after work, unplanned case, met apit for the very first time in the history. met him at chinese garden because he was from his work meeting then to his aunty's house and met me and send me home. both of us like dumbass, especially me. dumb girl. we walked from chinese garden to my house. and you all can imagine how near is that. oops. i mean far. it was hell far, however we did have fun strolling and holding hands together. talking about stuffs between each other. he was taller then me and i love his nose (!) superb, he's the man i want in my life. insyaallah, amin. things started went wrong when my dad come to know about this but i love his reaction, readily to handle things like the way it should be as a man and he even apologised eventhough not his fault. but i tried not to getting him into trouble and i had a talk with my dad and mum. mum even saw him from the 15th floor of my unit to the pathway towards my house. as she was standing outside my house and watched me walk with him. however things were getting messed since im still young and mum say, she ain't ready to see me having a boyfriend while im still studying. i guess its true. oh well, mum instinct. but if apit is serious about me why not give it a try. we shall see how. goodnight. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" for the first time i saw my dream kind of man i always wanted "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2529162572784714884?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2529162572784714884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2529162572784714884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2529162572784714884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2529162572784714884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/walk-with-him.html' title='a walk with him.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzZP_Hs5vII/AAAAAAAAAb8/YkRY19r_co0/s72-c/PC160077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5902087315224636902</id><published>2009-12-25T02:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T03:00:53.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i342.photobucket.com/albums/o440/haiweeeeee/Photography/Love_is_by_dodoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 195px;" src="http://i342.photobucket.com/albums/o440/haiweeeeee/Photography/Love_is_by_dodoy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: L is for the way you look at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: O is for the only ONE i see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: V is very very extraordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;: E is even more than anything but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE. tipaevoli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5902087315224636902?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5902087315224636902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5902087315224636902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5902087315224636902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5902087315224636902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/l-is-for-way-you-look-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i342.photobucket.com/albums/o440/haiweeeeee/Photography/th_Love_is_by_dodoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1628686755682755972</id><published>2009-12-25T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:46:33.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a220/Dr_pepper0221/modelish/89l40go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a220/Dr_pepper0221/modelish/89l40go.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;" i didn't mean it "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;two days straight back to work. both afternoon shift and i hated it of course. going back late and stuffs. before i forget. MERRY CHRISTMAS! hari raya tak cakap. *LOL* apit sounded me to be his girl yesterday and i was totally shocked and i guessed that he's joking but its not. he said. we get tha status first. after we met we talked okay. and i was uh okay. so now im not too sure about what's going on between me and him. whatever it is. he's still my babyboo. anyhoos, takling about babyboo, i fought with him unintentionally. i didn't mean to scold him or whatever. im pissed of by someone at work for forgetting my stomach is roaring saying that im hungry. i know its a stupid thing but what im pissed off again by babyboo is he said that he don't receive my text. im totally upset, tried to talked things out but he refused so i apologised with him and he stlll didn't respond. but yet i received a miss call from unknown. i bet its him. (: *CARI JUGAK YE* im supeeerr miss him right now. he's asleep i guess. im really confused right now, what he's doing is making me even confused. the way he talked and the way he convince things is super believable. and im being an ego part of me trying to see things just a normal one after being BUSTED by jack. i tried to believe him for once but i can see for now is none of what he said i believes. insyallah next saturday i be meeting him and catch a movie or so. he's busy with his work but other than that im not too sure. im just scared that he might do the things behind me like what jack did. urgh~ fuck. asshole jack, talking about him. met him at the mrt, bet he's from meeting that super bitch. BECAUSE OF KAU EH JACK, AKU SEKARANG SUSAH NAK PERCAYA ORANG. CIBAI ! PERANGAI SUNDAL ! KEPALE BUTO AH DENGAN KAU ! ok, stop it eh shikin. go with the flow rather than fight with the current. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imissyoubabyboo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1628686755682755972?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1628686755682755972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1628686755682755972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1628686755682755972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1628686755682755972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-didnt-mean-it-two-days-straight-back.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a220/Dr_pepper0221/modelish/th_89l40go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2289545674432369343</id><published>2009-12-23T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:56:00.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i grow up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;-to graduate in my course now. and start working. prolly to POLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-take make up course part time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-save alot alot alot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-had my parents bless to travel with my girlfriends around the world.&lt;br /&gt;: paris.&lt;br /&gt;: switz.&lt;br /&gt;: bangkok? bali?&lt;br /&gt;all ! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-have fun before i settle down with my love one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-plan to get married before 25 years old. prolly as early as 23?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-settle down with 3 kids prolly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-grow old my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2289545674432369343?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2289545674432369343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2289545674432369343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2289545674432369343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2289545674432369343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-i-grow-up.html' title='when i grow up.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5428158000542842831</id><published>2009-12-22T23:36:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:49:31.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinasour in singapore (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzD10L2TN6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/5Ca4MBY0mqo/s1600-h/Photo0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzD10L2TN6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/5Ca4MBY0mqo/s400/Photo0380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418100628609251234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzD1a8Jyo5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/KqRpzW9FNCs/s1600-h/Photo0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzD1a8Jyo5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/KqRpzW9FNCs/s400/Photo0379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418100194899305362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzD0_zSuc-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/FLJUK1VgKHA/s1600-h/Photo0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzD0_zSuc-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/FLJUK1VgKHA/s400/Photo0377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418099728664392674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzD0h_KNukI/AAAAAAAAAbc/eB07omjdN9M/s1600-h/Photo0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzD0h_KNukI/AAAAAAAAAbc/eB07omjdN9M/s400/Photo0375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418099216453843522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDzcxj-O1I/AAAAAAAAAbU/6Tbouohrs4w/s1600-h/Photo0374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDzcxj-O1I/AAAAAAAAAbU/6Tbouohrs4w/s400/Photo0374.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418098027392809810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDyuaPfBnI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ENler7gVKCQ/s1600-h/Photo0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDyuaPfBnI/AAAAAAAAAbM/ENler7gVKCQ/s400/Photo0373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418097230858880626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDyILZCvYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/KDgW7fRGC6E/s1600-h/Photo0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDyILZCvYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/KDgW7fRGC6E/s400/Photo0370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418096574037409154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDxtey456I/AAAAAAAAAa8/6Ly5wxRM37w/s1600-h/Photo0369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDxtey456I/AAAAAAAAAa8/6Ly5wxRM37w/s400/Photo0369.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418096115389622178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDxMNwXXhI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MO2t3F8MQrA/s1600-h/Photo0368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzDxMNwXXhI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MO2t3F8MQrA/s400/Photo0368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418095543879949842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, my little brother has grown up. lol. the way i dress him up like mat rep wannabe. tsk. sungguh tak perlu eh itu topi. lol. today woke up as early as 8.30am. should have slept after waking apit up. but i can't so i tossed around and played lappie for awhile and tv watching till 1pm till dad came home and ask us to get ready and taxi-ed to jurong bird park. bought the ticket way before hand at cdans and eventhough its not that "adventurous" i had fun afterall. after that went to buy my lil brother a new bike and off to bukit batok to have our dinner at *i forget the name*. and home sweet home. stucked with lappie now. i miss apit. ttssk, he's asleep now. i shall get to sleep now. goodnight readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5428158000542842831?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5428158000542842831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5428158000542842831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5428158000542842831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5428158000542842831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/dinasour-in-singapore.html' title='dinasour in singapore (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SzD10L2TN6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/5Ca4MBY0mqo/s72-c/Photo0380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4572235228594462950</id><published>2009-12-22T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:19:38.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Sy-40WfuaDI/AAAAAAAAAas/J2iTBVzgmKY/s1600-h/PC160080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Sy-40WfuaDI/AAAAAAAAAas/J2iTBVzgmKY/s400/PC160080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417752086281349170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" standing as one, cry none "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;since today i had my off day "wasted" due to mum forbidding me had an outing with darlings murny and udy. i spend my morning sleep till in the afternoon. woke up around 1.30pm and watched tv. having my own sweet time and slacked. i did nothing for the housework. i couldn't care enough. at around 3pm , wash up and went to jurong point with lil brother and had our school needs shopping at popular bookstores. since we had the vouchers, i bought new pens , ruler etc. i hope my stuffs are not lost after school re-open. lol. plus, im in love with wordsearch puzzles now, it kills my time furthermore i will not get bored easily and finding somebody to text with. slacked at jurong point and before 7.00pm im at home. rot again and from 8pm-till now. im still kind of repairing my windows live messenger. alhamdulillah, its okay. none hacked. prolly of too many contacts i guess. of cos, duhh~ 1000+ contacts. after that, had a talk with apit and prolly we'll be going out this saturday and catch a movie after my work since he had his off day. insyallah. i don't want to hope for it. his mum is super hilarious, talked with her too and aku jugak yang kene kacau. afterall, its nice. i loved being with him. just as friends. its way too complicated for me to explain. afterall, i love him though. (: he's asleep now. im tucking in now. goodnight (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh yah, im changing my url. hmm. what shall it be. *LAZY*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4572235228594462950?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4572235228594462950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4572235228594462950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4572235228594462950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4572235228594462950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/standing-as-one-cry-none-since-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Sy-40WfuaDI/AAAAAAAAAas/J2iTBVzgmKY/s72-c/PC160080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2439680686386155584</id><published>2009-12-21T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:11:46.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOODNESS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: I'M FUCKING IRRITATED BY ALL THE VIRUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: AND I CAN'T SIGN IN MY MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: IM DOWN WITH SORETHROAT. which keeps me tone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: 21TH PLAN WITH DARLINGS WAS CANCEL DUE TO MUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: IM JUST HAPPY IVE CHANGED MY NUMBER. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, im still not happy with my msn.&lt;br /&gt;starhub net sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2439680686386155584?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2439680686386155584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2439680686386155584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2439680686386155584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2439680686386155584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-my-goodness.html' title='OH MY GOODNESS.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8049988059278680995</id><published>2009-12-19T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:39:52.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Railway44t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 272px;" src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Railway44t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;" love is like a road where you don't know to whom it may lead "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;" im speechless, i got nothing else to say anymore. im stoned after hearing what apit had just said. that's really enough shikin. enough of guys hurting your feelings. you have your pride , you have your dignity. you don't need a man to make you happy. you don't need him or anyone who was named as a male to live this world with you. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, apit is saved from the sentenced. if not he shall faced the bars for 6 years of his life. syukur alhamdulillah, im happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;dear apit, this post is for you, i know you wouldn't read it but im just letting this feelings go for once as my memories with you. i know you have lied to me from the very first moment i get to know you, i know you faced alot of challenges in life that many people doesn't. im still wondering from where i get to know you and stuffs. but maybe GOD knows the answer. HE might want us to know each other so as to expand the problems faced by other and learn from it. little by little i fall for you NOT because of what you have or what you own but i know i need someone like you who've gone through the world with hardships so that you will guide me in future times but i think im wrong. you  had someone else but maybe you're not fated together with her. i've let go my feelings too much till i didn't realised that im being a stupid dumb ass. its okay, this is part and parcel of life, i realised that after you had just told me and recap back what i have done for myself including my family. i started to change bit by bit. im ignoring my family who has been waited for my presence. i started to have nightmares about your problems i couldn't sleep well and that results to not having proper meals and im down with high fever and she who i've been ignoring is the one who fed me the medicine this morning. i didn't realised till nora my ex colleague told me i've lost weight. which i think is impossible cause the shorter my hair is the fatter i looked. why people noticed the change i'm bearing with while i can't ? apit, i still need your explainations but im sorry. i don't think i will be the shikin you've known who always cares about your life cause for all this while my care and concern you've ignored plus all the lies you've made and thanks for making me cry for no reasons at all. maybe im scared of losing you. " kawan, matair boleh cari. tapi ibu ayah dan adik susah nak diganti " i've nothing else to say. somebody please put a stopper at my eyes so that my tears wouldn't flow for another human called man. apit, do control your hot tempered and you're great friend i known. you're always my friend not more than that. i hope so. im still hurt cause never did once you cared about my feelings. you let your past haunt you and be a selfish person to other and im always the unlucky one. that's all i have to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only tears are words, you'll understand my feelings. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8049988059278680995?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8049988059278680995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8049988059278680995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8049988059278680995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8049988059278680995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-is-like-road-where-you-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4459374965555694775</id><published>2009-12-17T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:42:40.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOREVER IN MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;17 december 2009. that is the day apit left me for good for like 1-2mth while he serve his sentence due to some misunderstanding which led him to this jail sentence. eventhough we had just started to get close and starting things out well but now its gone just like that. am i dreaming or am i dying ? its really fast to let go of what you had just dream about and now you have to put that dream behind and face the reality. it's just yesterday he told me that today he will leave me for good , with the intention of being involved in an accident but now it's different, he have to serve his sentence because he did something wrong at work. he had a bad temper and he can't controlled it that's why. should i wait or should i move on ? i know my superhuman had come and now its gone again. it's hard to find a guy who hold your future at the age of 21. with the words he promised you, the trust he showed you and the time he give you. but most importantly the LOVE he showed you. i can't believe the guy i hated most and tried my very best to avoid him is the guy now im dying for. not because of the looks but the responsibility he showed and kind of man where girls are trying hard to find. i've found him and now his gone. so what now? what should i do. why must i overcome this test from GOD. why must he be gone when i love him with all my heart. and why im still crying when we have no strings attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;my love my love my love, i'll give you all my love. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the words he said before he went into the police car, " you jage diri you baik okay2, make sure i keluar dari prison you pass your btt tau. you tunggu i keluar okay. nanti ape2 i pass msg pat mama, i bilang mama you panggil dia mama. hehe. dengar cakap i tau, jage diri baik2. kalau u nak cari matair, cari yang betul2. yang boleh jage you tau. kalau die jahat tinggalkan dia.cari yang baru tau. jangan campur dengan budak2 nakal , kalau you rase diorang jahat, angkat kaki jalan. jangan campur dengan diorang. you tunggu i keluar okay, i akan contact you punya, jangan risau. kat dalam sana semua free, makan free tau. i tak akan lupa makan nye. you tu, jangan lupa makan. you dah pass evaluation kan? belajar kereta betul2 nanti i dah keluar i ajar you macam mane nak bawak kereta. then i dah keluar kita jumpa tengok wayang okay. dah shikin, jgn nangis lagi. dengar cakap i. tkmo degil2. i dah nak masok ni, byebye sayang, i love you i miss you. jangan nangis okay. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now you tell me how could i survived without him by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alhamdulillah, i passed my evaluation with his concern and his explanation. amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ya allah, aku minta padamu, bukakan lah kebenaran. selamatkan aku dan apit dunia dan akhirat ya allah, cepatkan lah seksa apit di dalam ya allah, kau bukakan hati apit dengan kesejukkan ya allah, kau hapuskan lah api kemarahan di hatinya ya allah, aku pinta padamu ya allah, makbulkan lah doa ku ini. amin, ya rabbal a'lamin. semoga apit selamat. insyallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sayang, i'll be waiting for your return and your smile. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/67kpDbFopjY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/67kpDbFopjY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4459374965555694775?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4459374965555694775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4459374965555694775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4459374965555694775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4459374965555694775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/forever-in-my-life.html' title='FOREVER IN MY LIFE'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-308428322159972511</id><published>2009-12-16T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:36:43.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i737.photobucket.com/albums/xx13/prince_ray/couple/Cute_Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i737.photobucket.com/albums/xx13/prince_ray/couple/Cute_Love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;" hands on shoulder doesn't mean we are together "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he left and many came. i asked myself when this will end? i've been hurt not once not twice but uncountable times. ive been asking myself when MY SUPERHUMAN will ever come and hold my hand and told me i love you till eternity shikin. guys come and go , and so do life. for now, only HIM in my heart i guess. insyaallah, he'll be the last. but we're not more than friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" iloveyouapit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-308428322159972511?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/308428322159972511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=308428322159972511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/308428322159972511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/308428322159972511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/hands-on-shoulder-doesnt-mean-we-are.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i737.photobucket.com/albums/xx13/prince_ray/couple/th_Cute_Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5393999231999764269</id><published>2009-12-16T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:19:35.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECP (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/51_2009/2733f39b700e7174_PC160062.xxlarge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/51_2009/2733f39b700e7174_PC160062.xxlarge.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, holidays is on and so here is my first outing with my babies. went to ECP and cycled together as girlfriends. i so had so much fun with them and since syuu is planning the next outing . finger crossed. i hope the next outing menjadi. lol. im super tired and good luck for my evaluation test tommorow. hope i pass so i can take my btt test. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5393999231999764269?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5393999231999764269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5393999231999764269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5393999231999764269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5393999231999764269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/ecp.html' title='ECP (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-6420912867480105558</id><published>2009-12-16T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:13:08.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIR CUT.</title><content type='html'>and yes, finally holiday is on. *oh lambatnye shikin update* on the 11th dec was our last day of school. hip hip hooray. lol. and guess what, since syuu had her cut done and yes me and mira had our hair cut too. lol, so mira had her hair trim and curled (: and mine is bob and concaved style. im happy very happy and so mira. so all of us three had our hair cut in the same salon and we are a satisfied customer. two thumbs up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-6420912867480105558?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6420912867480105558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=6420912867480105558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6420912867480105558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6420912867480105558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/hair-cut.html' title='HAIR CUT.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8582671115379914429</id><published>2009-12-16T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:06:30.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FILMING.</title><content type='html'>our filming has all done and i admit i act so akward and sumpah i look buruk and super buruk. cikgu sendiri cakap i look like the kind of lady who could steal people's husband. masyaallah , okay, this is what im supposed to do. i was supposed to act like a foreigner and showing a sign of a taxi stand . i know its lame. but i can't stop laughing about all the funny moments we captured. a sure laugh i bet you. and now, edit is the only left thing to do. so phew ~ however there are some misunderstanding judge to deal with but it shall be a secret. &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8582671115379914429?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8582671115379914429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8582671115379914429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8582671115379914429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8582671115379914429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/filming.html' title='FILMING.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8264700024490833644</id><published>2009-12-16T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:57:22.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/50_2009/ca3e041547a4f1b4__.xxlarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/50_2009/ca3e041547a4f1b4__.xxlarge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/50_2009/99bd4561f355ebb9_P071209_17.57_01_.xxlarge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/50_2009/99bd4561f355ebb9_P071209_17.57_01_.xxlarge.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/50_2009/195751102417a537__.xxlarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 222px;" src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/50_2009/195751102417a537__.xxlarge.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/50_2009/b246b529b4f83511_P071209_17.55.xxlarge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons3/355/3551007/50_2009/b246b529b4f83511_P071209_17.55.xxlarge.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, since net is not making a fuss, a long update shall i do *wink* continue with the wedding thingy, oh yes, after everything is settled amin syukur alhamdulillah. monday as per normal is school day and as usual on the every 7th of the month. so after school i syuu and mira went to esprit and bought my dream cargo pants which cost me $49.90 broke. i guess its a worth it value and plus ! its a last piece . so its my rezeki. (: and after that i guess you all you know from the picture. lol. we had pasta in pastamania in tampines mall and so all done for mira's craving (: okay, done for the pay thingy and the pastamania pictures STOLD from syuuwii.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8264700024490833644?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8264700024490833644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8264700024490833644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8264700024490833644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8264700024490833644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-well-since-net-is-not-making-fuss.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-656915968901562816</id><published>2009-12-14T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:54:05.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 DECEMBER 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SyUZ-ULdpQI/AAAAAAAAAak/FRmBHU2eDU0/s1600-h/2nlyexj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SyUZ-ULdpQI/AAAAAAAAAak/FRmBHU2eDU0/s400/2nlyexj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414762685342262530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;first thing up , congratulations to my cousin who got married on the 6th of december 2009. with your dream girl and for which now is your wife. thank to god who made this event a wonderful one and safe from human bad doings. amin. and with that date too marks the 3rd anni with jack which will never be celebrated again. oh well, memories. i had fun on that day. i took two days off which is on the 5th and the 6th, to help out in the event itself. only much on saturday but on the sunday itself, doll-ed up myself and "tangkap jambu" duduk macam maam' besar. lol. followed the kompang members to the bride family side and on the way there as much as u can see, i was seated to next on one of the kompang members and as usual what do you expect when guys meet girls. however they still lose cause after much trying to get my number they failed cus at that point of time my heart was with someone else. which i did tell shasha, and pufffff it came true buddy. so that was the story on the cousin wedding. now he's back from his honeymoon to bangkok. oh well, when is my turn to get married. lol. DREAM ON SHIKIN (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-656915968901562816?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/656915968901562816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=656915968901562816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/656915968901562816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/656915968901562816'/><link 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bold;"&gt;IM SUPER SUPER LAZY TO BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;READ THIS LINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L A Z Y (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L Z A Y(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y Z A L(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-6962719465843008272?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6962719465843008272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=6962719465843008272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6962719465843008272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6962719465843008272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-super-super-lazy-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4648197611938476260</id><published>2009-12-05T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T02:25:10.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my purple boy (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;" ive known you since im primary four, for which i still could remember the teacher name is mr agus. back then we are still a kid who knows nothing about life ahead. and i still remember that you always disturb me and seeking attention from me by throwing staples bullet and took away my stuffs. sit besides me and copy my answer. run around the class playing catching. we seperated therafter since we got different results. but still we share the same malay class lesson. and the playful part of you never fails to irritate me. aftermuch going through life in primary school we step ahead and went different secondary school and we lost contacts with many more friends. i could'nt remember how we could go through back and talk as per normal how we used to just as a friend or an old mate. but now i still can't believe that what we're going through, not as a friend but more than it. im speechless and puzzled, it keeps running through my mind whenever i saw you.i felt comfortable in your arms , warm in your palms and happy to see you smile. but this feelings which im now facing alone is tougher than what you think. i don't have the confidence that we could grow strong together since we're living in the same estate and your friends is my friends. and if it were to happens and become enemy the feelings is so akward adding on to the lies we hear or anything that could break us apart. secondly, for now im really happy that you're with me but i still sense some weird feelings that is not with us when im with my ex's.you have the charm and everything that a girl wants but i still want that sense which i don't get it from you. prolly the confidence in you? the feeling of wanting me by ur side? that something which is lacking. seriously im puzzled. whatever it is, i don't think we could make it to that step further. maybe we will but i can sense that it wouldn't be long. furthermore i don't feel the secureness with you. i know you're a good guy for most i know. and i hope you don't waste ur life with someone you're not sure with. final say, i need you but i couldn't love you for now. yes, i love you but the feelings is different. sad to say, i miss my ex. like who does'nt? whenever i step out of my workplace the 1st thing i would see is the place where he sit down and wait for me with his jebek face. maybe one day everthing is shown up and i prayed for the best. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'' dear god, if he's the one for me, bless us with ur security and love "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;yours sincerely: nur ashikin binte zulkeple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4648197611938476260?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4648197611938476260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4648197611938476260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4648197611938476260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4648197611938476260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-purple-boy.html' title='my purple boy (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2641638570878653506</id><published>2009-12-05T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:58:47.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxlLgspBj9I/AAAAAAAAAac/eIC5LQYrR0c/s1600-h/Photo0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxlLgspBj9I/AAAAAAAAAac/eIC5LQYrR0c/s400/Photo0230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411439452373487570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" my bitches "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fuhh!fuhh!fuhh! *blowing the dust in my blog page" ola people. (: im back for a short update. up to date first, school is the same and i got my LABMATHS test paper back and you don"t have to guess cus i always fail. lol. as i told you my maths sucks ! so this week my purple boy has gone to KL to attend some wedding event. me too, going to be busy on saturday and sunday. *when is my time to get married and most importantly who is my future husband.* lol , ouh how much im going to miss him. please come home quick. my handphone has been silent without your text. an 1hr story telling at work about all the tragedy happens in there, about terminating staffs and much more. foolish boys. lol. im lazy lazy to elaborate any part of the story in my life for now. maybe one day i will. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2641638570878653506?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2641638570878653506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2641638570878653506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2641638570878653506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2641638570878653506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-bitches-fuhhfuhhfuhh-blowing-dust-in.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxlLgspBj9I/AAAAAAAAAac/eIC5LQYrR0c/s72-c/Photo0230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5830841116239482029</id><published>2009-11-29T03:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T03:41:34.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll be M.I.A for these few days. since ive update this blog of mine right. lol. boleh gituk? okiedokie. looking forward for dec school holidays. and pay day is coming. going out with HIM and friends. sch mate and old mate. project filming still not out yet. a room makeover AGAIN, nak cat bilik and do some serious house cleaning , i mean my room cleaning. need to buck up my studies and prepare for exams. okay said enough. should be sleeping now. cus tomorrow morning shift.omgwtf. adios. till i blog again.i love everyone. ola! ^^,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5830841116239482029?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5830841116239482029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5830841116239482029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5830841116239482029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5830841116239482029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-be-m.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-7929349775321357901</id><published>2009-11-29T03:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T03:34:26.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4MgAxMO1KD0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4MgAxMO1KD0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yes, this is the song that keeps me motivated and moved on. currently i and syuu was totally obsessed with korean songs. i got no time to watch korean movies but i will one day. lol. this song song was recommended by HIM. still remember how he react when we played this song on his phone. *melt* (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hey, this post is for my dearest aidil. aidil, i know its not fair on your side when you don't know what she really mean. try to understand her situation, she prolly have the reason why she did this to you. gave her some time to think and be ready fr it, if she still the girl you know, her feelings for you have not fade be normal and be who you are nomatter what she say. i know u truly love her. girls do have her reasons. im sad to see you in this state. maybe god have HIS reasons too. sabar okay aidil.don't worry your true love will come one day. tc dearest aidil. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-7929349775321357901?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7929349775321357901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=7929349775321357901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7929349775321357901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7929349775321357901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-yes-this-is-song-that-keeps-me.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1382610583872922169</id><published>2009-11-29T02:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T03:03:20.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the purple watch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFwO-Gp7fI/AAAAAAAAAaU/PW_sN0DtAPs/s1600/Photo0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFwO-Gp7fI/AAAAAAAAAaU/PW_sN0DtAPs/s400/Photo0255.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409228029940067826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"oh purple is OUR colour"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he was the 1st guy whom i took a picture with, eventhough it was just us holding hands. actually my intention was to take the stupid new watch he is wearing. isnt is pretty? omg, purple lagi. jahatkan dieeeeee. lol. we are dating right now and im not too sure what is our next step after this. cus i think its like too early since i just broke up with that "fella"&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we have been friends since primary school and this thoughts NEVER came across my mind. like sha said, busuk2 kau mataer dgn bdk skola lame. wth. like seriously it was unbelievable, it all started when we met at train and go school together.for the straight past few days ive been meeting him and slack and cuddle after work and today which is sunday im not meeting him cus he got some serious study to do. so yeah, im going to miss him. going out with him real soon catch a movie or just do some window shopping&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im just hoping for the best in my love life nomatter what or whoever that person is. amin. (: "iloveyou purple"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1382610583872922169?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1382610583872922169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1382610583872922169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1382610583872922169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1382610583872922169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/purple-watch.html' title='the purple watch.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFwO-Gp7fI/AAAAAAAAAaU/PW_sN0DtAPs/s72-c/Photo0255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-6250320333861398806</id><published>2009-11-29T01:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T02:40:37.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JM0904B a visit to goat farm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFtHQYfdEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/oUpJUrYT1Ok/s1600/Photo0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFtHQYfdEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/oUpJUrYT1Ok/s400/Photo0246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409224598872880194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFqu4euc7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/MtzJu3o-dEA/s1600/Photo0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFqu4euc7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/MtzJu3o-dEA/s400/Photo0245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409221981116462002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFpB-PvUeI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TAcpLg_5ve8/s1600/Photo0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFpB-PvUeI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TAcpLg_5ve8/s400/Photo0236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409220110058476002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFoOIvUxOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/k6aBGk3uey4/s1600/Photo0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFoOIvUxOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/k6aBGk3uey4/s400/Photo0232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409219219522110690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFm_DjBxTI/AAAAAAAAAZs/huGNCIJk7wI/s1600/Photo0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFm_DjBxTI/AAAAAAAAAZs/huGNCIJk7wI/s400/Photo0225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409217860918691122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, this picture was taken on the 20th of november where JM0904B my class, had a field trip to goat farm somewhere at lim chu kang there if im not wrong. studied about its processing stuffs and all the certificates and everything which got to do with our lectures and modules. had fun there and we drank a free chocolate flavoured goat milk. after which then we took the bus which the school provide us with and off to back to school and get ready for work as it falls on friday. syuu craving for the day was asam pedas and eventually my mum cooked that the day before and i brought to school and syuu was happy (: "atlast, asam pedas. lol" oh well, there's alot more pictures but 5 is enough for the day. bekkkkkbekkkk (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-6250320333861398806?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6250320333861398806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=6250320333861398806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6250320333861398806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6250320333861398806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/jm0904b-visit-to-goat-farm.html' title='JM0904B a visit to goat farm.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SxFtHQYfdEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/oUpJUrYT1Ok/s72-c/Photo0246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4316882739480018384</id><published>2009-11-24T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:21:12.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BY DEAR SHAHRULNIZAM. (ayul)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"This is for the broken hearted. I know how you feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. You don't want to laugh, because you know it's not going to help, but you don't want to cry, because it will just make you feel worse. You feel like your heart is falling apart, but not only that, but you know soon your life is going to feel like it's falling apart too. You don't think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt you so much, then why do you still love them. That's the confusing part, you don't know why, you just do, and the people who hurt you the most, and normally the ones you love the most. And then, after a few weeks, you finally feel a sense of relief, like you're getting happy again, but you know inside that you're just going into denial. And after a few more weeks, you're back to where you were an empty soul and teary eyes. You thought you got over them, but really, you just stopped showing it. And you can't help but to show it again. It leaves deep scars on your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that are there forever. And no one understands how you feel, and how deep you are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn't happened to them And even if it has, every broken heart is different. They don't know the true pain you feel and carry each and everyday now, so you learn that basically you are alone with all this. And the feeling starts to overwhelm you, and suddenly you just break down, right there, because you know you've had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and you're to the point where you don't care who see's. Because you've spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted by the scars and fear of rejection. And in the midst of all these tears, you know that its not helping any, and it's not going to bring them back, if you ever even had them in the first place. After about a million tears have been cried, you finally pull yourself back together and keep going. Your throat starts to clench and your eyes burn with the tears you are trying to hold back. Everyone says, "It will be okay…” But you know it won't. And that’s the truth, it won’t. And you look back on all of the hurt you had from this, and you realize that people are horrible. You're still hurt, but you've learned to hide it so that everyone thinks you are okay. So now every time you see this person, you know you still love them, and you feel a slight tingle in your heart yearning for them to love you, screaming out, but for some reason they don't hear it. And then you sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4316882739480018384?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4316882739480018384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4316882739480018384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4316882739480018384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4316882739480018384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/by-dear-shahrulnizam-ayul.html' title='BY DEAR SHAHRULNIZAM. (ayul)'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2739733070350713504</id><published>2009-11-23T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:19:37.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to square one.</title><content type='html'>currently is talking with bf, what i mean is bestfriend. syah (: each of us are truly and deeply hurt by what our ex's have done to us. we've been bf since the day we know each other through msn from tagged if im not wrong. and he's the only one ive bullied so far. and he said that i talked so much. he reminds me of my beloved ex, syed. duuhhhh ~ cause syah too had arab's blood. what's the big deal anyway.he's super cute with the slenge face throughout. stubborn guy but however he's the nicer among all, have yet to know his true colour. lol. on the 8 dec he'll be serving his 2yrs of national service, pls god let him be a policeman cause i want to see him in that uniform, handsome kan. ouh gosh. *caiiirrr* lol, BUT most importantly, i'll be missing him for sure, i got no one to bully anymore. *wink* im like down with fever and flu and sore throat and can it be any worst than this. omg. *toyong2 hidung* had my 1st QCA practical assignment just now, came unprepared but survived with hariz's help. *pheww* another true story ive found out, on the day of my broke up with that fella ive found out that he actually met with his ex i mean current gf, titybaybe which i shall pronounce titybabi. and they patch up together. how hindustan it can be. and jack told tity that it's KARMA, because i once asked for a break up and now it's his turn. does he knows what KARMA is ? oh, so whatever. besides there will be always one day where i will know the whole story besides his hindustan drama. im moving on slowly and syah is doing it too. ive got nothing to lose anyway. lets see how far they can go. current inbox message. dear labiq an ex JWPS. dear bf my shahrulnizam. dear aidil, he is staying in commonwealth. and new more to come. one to lose lots to go. oh, i never change. goodnight readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2739733070350713504?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2739733070350713504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2739733070350713504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2739733070350713504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2739733070350713504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-square-one.html' title='back to square one.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-6536406963042717036</id><published>2009-11-21T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:49:34.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't need to act</title><content type='html'>yesterday for PM lesson i watched paranormal activity for the second time and it was the third time for syuu. i swear this was the most lame part cause it was far different from the part we watched at the movie. where the girl throw the guy at the camera. i swear it was trauma-listic. and again we lepak at cafe 1 had some toast and hot tea since the day was cold. after much talking and fun we headed home and jack called me up to meet me since he is also on his way back in other words book out from his camp. nervousness and all mixed feelings was what i felt but still i act normal. and when we reached my house we sat under the void deck and this is where we confessed everything. and yes, what that bitch told me was true. its was damn fucking true and i couln't held back my tears eventually it roll down my cheeks. i was trembling with the cold air passing by. but i know deep inside me im strong cause i have nothing to regret with. im ready to accept anything and yes, today is the end of our relationship. he finally asked for it and what crossed my mind was he asked that bitch a short meet up. omg. i just say this little phrase. " treasure the ones who treasures you cause when you lose that treasure you are a trash " and he kept silent. what more i could say. enough is enough. im strong and i think you don't deserve me. and u said that yourself. goodbye jack. forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-6536406963042717036?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6536406963042717036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=6536406963042717036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6536406963042717036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6536406963042717036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-need-to-act.html' title='i don&apos;t need to act'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8537616680496059088</id><published>2009-11-21T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:31:12.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish we could switch roles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WLVZFJ5MyZU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WLVZFJ5MyZU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pull up your pants (just like 'em) Take out the trash (just like 'em) Gettin' your cash like 'em Fast like 'em Girl u wanna act like he did (i'm talkin bout) Security codes on everything vibrate on your phone so it never ring Joined account and another one he don’t know about (hey) Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at'cause I’m out, 4 in the mornin on the corner rollin doing my own thing What If I Had A Thing On The Side Made You Cry Would The Rules Change Up Or Would They Still Apply If I, Played You Like A Toy Sometimes I wish I could act Like A Boy Can’t be getting mad What u mad Can’t handle that Girl go ahead and be (just like 'em) Go run the streets (just like 'em) Go home missin sleep like em, Creep like em Front wit ur friends, Act hard when u wit' 'em like 'em Keep a straight face when you tell a lie Always keep an airtight alibi Keep it hid in the dark What he don’t know won’t break his heart (hey) Wish we could switch up the roles and I could be that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell you I love you, but when you call, I never get back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Would you ask them questions like me, like where you be at 'cause I’m out, 4 in the morning on the corner rolling doing my own thing If I was always gone Let the sun beat me home (Would you like that?) I told u I was with my crew when I knew it wasn’t true If I act like u Walked a mile off in ur shoes (Would you like that?) Messing with ur head again Dose of your own medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;If I paged u (would you like that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Had friends (would you like that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Never call (would you like that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; No No, You wouldn’t like that, No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8537616680496059088?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8537616680496059088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8537616680496059088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8537616680496059088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8537616680496059088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wish-we-could-switch-roles.html' title='i wish we could switch roles'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8328978107957161782</id><published>2009-11-18T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T00:08:16.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>instant certified BITCH.</title><content type='html'>a two sided story and a one heart that's taking it. imagine how it really hurts. when you know about ur love one cheated behind your back in a harsh way. eversince i heard that i was speechless. nothing i could say. i told myself. i need to move on and i will with ALLAH blessings and strength. with IBU loves and support eventually i slowly move on. friends in school never fails to make me laugh especially muhd hariz talib in lab precisely and not forgetting my gfs. i tried very hard to forget everything she told me with full descriptions. i hate you jack, seriously i do. and i don't think i shall call you that. i should call you jackass fucker daud ! i have yet to faced you directly and i will one day! ya allah, kau terangi lah hatiku ini untuk menghadapi ini semua cobaan. amin. ibu have been there since i started change in the house, she was aware about my piercing and since there she's been giving me extra love and care, i couldn't even face everyone on monday at school. i kept crying and my appetite has been down lately. at night ibu hugged me and feed me 2 spoons of food for the rest of the day. even as im typing this little post my tears was rolling. how could you be so mean daud, what did i do wrong till you have to do this to me. i thought you said before you was my superhuman and u will always. but ended up with this. maybe this wasn't true but even if it how could you do this ? have sex with somebody behind your girlfriend. omg. whatever it is, im still hurt. and im done with you and your lies and your attitude. you were never true in the first place. thanks.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8328978107957161782?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8328978107957161782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8328978107957161782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8328978107957161782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8328978107957161782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/instant-certified-bitch.html' title='instant certified BITCH.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4905908236558557549</id><published>2009-11-11T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:04:47.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zaman ku kental.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons2/355/3551007/46_2009/b1bebaa16e78b6e6_cats1.preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 550px;" src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons2/355/3551007/46_2009/b1bebaa16e78b6e6_cats1.preview.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this was stole from syuuee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;as when u read the title you'll know it. lols. i don't know why the heck ive pierced my eyebrow. it looks cool but you know what is KENTAL. and puhlease, zaman bila nak tindik-tindik. i just want to have it and own it and whatever. lols. went to bugis just now after school. i swear i slept the whole journey to school as soon as i step into the mrt which will bounce back and off to tanah merah. i guess i had lesser sweet dreams yesterday night. so after care session and a little "blanja" from our beloved CA. a treat as low as $2 was given, had toast bread and ice milo. (: however it was enjoyable. so after that we trained to bugis since i had this craving of yami yogurt again and wanted to pierce my eyebrow, BUT this part i cannot tahan. syuu &amp;amp; nana WENT FOR WINDOW SHOP. and they really shopped. omg. so they shop a few cheap things but its nice. i wanted to but i can't cus ive spent $80 in topshop. lols. jolly well after that i went to pierce, i thought it was kinda pain but it was TOTALLY NOT. and nana wanted to do too. but something holding her up. so since im happy and they are happy we went home happily. lols. and thats it , ive done it like finally. now my bed is calling. goodnight humans. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wonder what will my tomorrow would be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4905908236558557549?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2875882711441444429</id><published>2009-11-11T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:44:59.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the things in life.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was another bad moments which ive seen my whole entire 18 yrs of life in the house. ntg special yet ntg is memorable.i kept thinking how is my future will be if i were to get married and have my own child. its like misunderunderstanding will forever be there. that's why they call humans being. seeing my parents fought is ntg new so that was what happens yesterday. boring -.-" and i gave up.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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life.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4268093000358811365</id><published>2009-11-09T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:29:03.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the guy which still live in this world.</title><content type='html'>his name is yan, know him from msn quite a long time ago but just met and become friends. he really got that charm maybe pakai guna2 kots. but his the type who you couldn't see his true colours behind his flawless face. infact his moves were damn smooth with lies beneath his tongue. so here's the story goes . i contacted with him less than a week and we met one of the days. and he throws his sugar words at me but i did not pick it up. cus i know i had enough of sweet talkers in life. but one thing for sure, he's good when con on people. so being a SUPER generous person indeed i lend him 30bux total since he said that money is for makan. and little that i know he lied. and saturday i met jack and told him everything cus i was caught up between his dumb gf and his dad. and like finally i knew everything about why he cheated on me. but phew, jack was there with me and he hugged me while trying to cool me down neither he did scold me nor pester me. and being a good partner in life he help me settle this case and promised me that this thing will end soon. ive learned another mistake in life which actually happens twice in my life which i will always keep in mind. for yan's gf, i knew what happened to you but please think, ure not his slaved of love and for sex. he is not a responsible boyfriend for you babe, whatever it is ALLAH maha kaya ALLAH maha adil. insyaallah, die akan dapat balasannye. and for jack, im really relieved that you are there with me and i really hope we turns out well one day cus i know deep inside us is still a WE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by dani, a random post. "i wish tuesday morning feels like honey on the pancakes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's another story which i encounter and still im afraid of, after meeting jack i was kind of disturbed my an african who try to talk to me in train after jack left in clementi, without any delay i sit on the priority seat and he joined. here's the convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: hey, hello excuse me are you a chinese?&lt;br /&gt;i turned.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh no im not i'm a malay.&lt;br /&gt;him: oh well u looked like a chinese seriously. are you mixed ?&lt;br /&gt;me: no, im pure malay.&lt;br /&gt;him: oh really thats cool, but you look like one, and anw, its difficult to find a singaporean to talk in the train. you're diff.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh maybe. sporeans are weird i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and he told me grandmother stories.&lt;br /&gt;---shorcut---&lt;br /&gt;him: anw my name is james, and if you dont mind cud i have ur num?&lt;br /&gt;me: what for i dnt think you need that.&lt;br /&gt;---pester-pester and all passengers looking at me---&lt;br /&gt;me: fine, ********. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and told jack about this and another fight goes on. omg ! ya allah, kau lindungi lah aku . amin .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4268093000358811365?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4268093000358811365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4268093000358811365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4268093000358811365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4268093000358811365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/guy-which-still-live-in-this-world.html' title='the guy which still live in this world.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5840015329799596883</id><published>2009-11-09T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:33:00.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school is on .</title><content type='html'>ouh congrats congrats to JM0904B for the soccer match as they won 2nd in place. im so proud of you guys. im sorry i wasn't there to support you guys but my heart was there with you all who played. chey, like real . lol . school was fun these past few days. nothing is fun than being in school and leading a student's life. today i woke up late and as usual im late by a few min to practical. lol. and for like the first time i slept throughout the whole journey starting from joo koon to tanah merah. just a glance at cityhall. ohmy. i was damn tired i told ya. thank goodness there's syuu. and she remind me to bring along SNW attire. and of course i enjoyed playing badminton and going to the gym. oh yes, im super motivated to slim down my fats all over the body. lol. but ended up i ate chicken chop after that. how bad it can be. merepek~ so thats for mondays blues. however, syuu and me have been CRAVING for yami yogurt and so without further-a-do. we went all the way to bugis and bought it. i tell you it was heaven i swear adding on to the cooling weather. natural and fruity pebbles for me and natural and strawberry for syuu. i vowed that when we step to bugis , no way we are going to shop but we still did. banyak lah punya tak shop. lol. guess what we shop for ? groceries. bagus sgt lah tu . lol. but in the end we are still happy so why not. and home sweet home . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5840015329799596883?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5840015329799596883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5840015329799596883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5840015329799596883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5840015329799596883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/school-is-on.html' title='school is on .'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1560293762501290177</id><published>2009-11-03T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:49:32.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons2/355/3551007/45_2009/23c0066aaff9168f_3825626231_6ef5de11cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://media.onsugar.com/files/ons2/355/3551007/45_2009/23c0066aaff9168f_3825626231_6ef5de11cd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yes, this movie was two thumbs up for me. its was super bloody and romantic. its was an unplan thing to watch, since we end class earlier on monday so this movie struck our mind since syuu is still 17 years old. i wanted to watch darah but she can't so we decided to watch this instead. i was totally broke and syuu treat me for this. aww , thank you syuu. unfortunately in the cinema syuu was shivering which shows that she is going to be sick any minute. and it was true. so syuu had mc for 2 days and i have to to school alone as i used too. get well soon my dear.&lt;br /&gt;anw, i took numbers of picture but my lappie was being a trash ass today so i can't uploas it for today. school was normal today and i need to say this. I LOVE THAT ONE DOLLAR SHOE. i so love that ! (: i guess that is it. im tucking in soon. goodnight people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1560293762501290177?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1560293762501290177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1560293762501290177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1560293762501290177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1560293762501290177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/hell-yes-this-movie-was-two-thumbs-up.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-7601021666871582412</id><published>2009-11-03T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:03:57.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been quite a long period of time i last do my update , oh well i just want to take a break of this technology stuffs. count by fingers its been one month plus i left my blog dusty and rusty. so today before my sickness of laziness appear i rather do some back up stories about what's happening in my life.firstly, im still an ite student, *duhh* and still struggling in waking up early for school as early as 5.45am? met up with syuu and "booked" our seatings on the priorty seat and trained all the way to school. its been our routine to sleep and be inconsiderate. oh well, we need to sleep. this goes on from monday to friday. working still as a retail worker in topshop, and i swear it was damn tiring if you got my schedule including my school timetable. i wanted to ask for a time break but i in need of cash. enrolling soon and that cost 2k total. so im like thinking of changing to a new job. any recommendations anyone ? about my love life its like suddenly unusual not the kind of rainbows i can see instead grey skies. little that we know this couldn't go far then it really happens. trying to save but it just turns back to the same old ways. im really tired of this. i swear, im just PLAIN lazy to think about all this. if there's any chance that we could meet again i tell you please don't cause im tired. so thats my little update in my life.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-7601021666871582412?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7601021666871582412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=7601021666871582412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7601021666871582412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7601021666871582412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-quite-long-period-of-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2150685341591528945</id><published>2009-09-15T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:09:25.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday to friday. what a week ! here i am again to update , 1stly adli from suntec to marina topman staff has resigned cus he's going to ns. and im going to miss him super bad cus he's the best colleague ever. so whatever man, don't lupa budak2 topshop okay. i miss you kawan. im working from monday to friday since school hols started. so it means weekend im super free lor (: and sooo im going out with boyfriend ! i don't care , haha. evil or what. talking about him i freakingly missess him right now, his schedule about all the trainings are packed enough. mentang-mentang lah 1st in marksman lah apalah, then you want to kerek. aha, congrats anyway, dapat $$300 extra boleh tumpang. hehehe. so i guess im not meeting him this week kan nak raya. so nak kene kemas rumah, oh gosh. its okay, macam orang melayu cakap, jauh dimata dekat dihati. *chey* and yes, thank god , alhamdulillah, i was chosen for the blaze one camp and syuu was tricked by me like one thing lor, its damn funny if only i were to tell her in the face. tak kena terajang aku. hahaha. but mama taknak layan my request and i was pissed off by roy just now, wtf "don't work for money let money work for you" its like who are you to say that, cermin your diri lor now who's working for money, yes i am but im working part time cus i need money for school and you just wait one day im somebody who makes money work for me and you go to hell eat up your own words okay. so whatever lah. as if i heran in retail lines , what experience you have till you want to dicthed me this way. fuck lah roy , bongkok punya budak. enough of him, im going bugis tomorrow with aishah and shop again? oh please. and everything settled at home. alhamdulillah syukur. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" i miss you boyfriend. (:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2150685341591528945?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2150685341591528945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2150685341591528945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2150685341591528945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2150685341591528945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-to-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-7115603325671895519</id><published>2009-09-13T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:09:59.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, a veeeryyy short seriously short update. cus im AM VERY SUPER tired. *winks* a nights out with boyfriend and his friend and their girlfriends. a simple yet happy moments spent. i love my boyfriend alot. and i mean it. went to geylang to buy his baju raya, maklumlah, orang duduk camp aje. haha. so this year will be ****** and he's super cute wearing the whole set which cost $$220. with samping and butang baju, itu pon i help him tawar by $10 aje. hehehe. but okay what and after do some roundings and bought my kebab as usual. and went home. sumpah, i love him so much, planned that couple meet up again okays. i love you bb. (: im off to sleep cus he tucked in already, buruk sungguh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-7115603325671895519?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7115603325671895519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=7115603325671895519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7115603325671895519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7115603325671895519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/alright-i-veeeryyy-short-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3097061432288014241</id><published>2009-09-08T00:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:27:03.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SRI MURNY BINTE KAMAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and yes to my dearest murny, thanks a million million for that sincere post you've made, im really sorry if i can't spend much time on you as we used to be cus im schooling and working. i really hope you understand but nomatter what my dear, you're always be my baby friend forever and always will. i may not be with you but our friendship is with me. i love you SRI MURNY BINTE KAMAL.&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3097061432288014241?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3097061432288014241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3097061432288014241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3097061432288014241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3097061432288014241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/sri-murny-binte-kamal.html' title='SRI MURNY BINTE KAMAL'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1136518880847507038</id><published>2009-09-07T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:22:19.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SqUwXryeHiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AW0fSuK3iQE/s1600-h/Photo0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SqUvwEkGebI/AAAAAAAAAZU/fawpSIvHjmo/s400/P070909_14.17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378757832869312946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" we might not be so jiwe but were still in each other hearts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and yes, who says monday is schooling . ahahaha, okay whatever. and yes today spent my precious time with my beloved girlfriends. omg, a short selekeh outing. haha. intention nak pergi belajar but cum on hotak pk nak shopping. yahahahah, so met yaya and iqa at bugis we're the 1st to come and followed by syuu and nana and coincidently ter-meet firman from class a. so haha hehe hoho at national library after much nak try masok kan semua notes dalam kepala hotak ni. close shop for the day and walked around in bugis street. bought a same pair of cute bottom with syuu but different colour. and headed to jurong point to meet my parents to have our break fast together since they're shopping for ayah's trousers. and yes, i met my old pal from mns a lelaki with alot of tatoos but cute giler and mariam (: aww, i miss marks and spencer. and i bought a pair of charles and keith shoes and i totally cant imagine IM WEARING A HIGH HEELS ! omfg.&lt;br /&gt;okay, ibu bought for a second pair of alladin trousers purple colour this time round. and yes , payday is here. im going to settle my debt with mango's bag and nora debt and whatver shit debt. haha. and then shopping time , now looking for hari raya's bag . hmmmm. and off for today's stories cus i gotta study for tomorrow, pray for me insyallah. i'll succeed. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;" im still waiting for your call boyfriend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1136518880847507038?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1136518880847507038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1136518880847507038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1136518880847507038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1136518880847507038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-might-not-be-so-jiwe-but-were-still.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SqUwXryeHiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/AW0fSuK3iQE/s72-c/Photo0047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-6011530729161008078</id><published>2009-09-07T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:50:38.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a date to remember.</title><content type='html'>06 09 2009. something sweet and cute not expected happened between me and boyfriend. a short one for you syg. i sayang you alots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-6011530729161008078?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6011530729161008078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=6011530729161008078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6011530729161008078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6011530729161008078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/date-to-remember.html' title='a date to remember.'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1292224891898381413</id><published>2009-09-07T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:48:56.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boyfriend first jejak in geylang (:</title><content type='html'>and yes, 5 aug was the day i spend my time with boyfriend after work. supposedly i told him before hand not to fetch me cus i want him to rest at home but im a bad girlfriend you see. texted him and beg him to meet me. haha, so he came and actually we wanted to go eat or chill somewhere but don't know where so he voice out and say. "b nak geylang?" hahaha. tak ku sangka si budak ns ni nak pergi camp. so i agreed and off we to geylang. the food there is sooooo tempting and seriously, saturday is NOT a good day for you to go geylang. it was so PACKED. smelly , smokey and all sorts of weird feelings surroundings. omg, sesak nafas gue. our intention was JUST to walked around but since we're in geylang we surveyed his baju kurung and he kept complaining this year not many shop sells baju kurung lelaki byk perempuan and yadayada. noisy or what my boyfriend. haha. so we both prefer only at these two shops out of millions cus of the material and the price. affordable (: just waiting for him to pick wear and buy. so this year we will be in .... couple colour. cute or what. then headed to the bazaar and bought kebab and he's craving for air kathira and i don't know the name but got sotong inside. ahaha. all the way walking i saw syah, apai, nurul and more tagged friends. him, jgn ckp. sane sini jack jack jack. masyallah. boleh mati klw naik mrt dgn dia. b, cpt2 amek lesen senang sikit. *winks* so we sat  infront of macdonalds and ate our food and home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" i felt comfortable when you're holding my hands. ily so much dear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1292224891898381413?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1292224891898381413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1292224891898381413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1292224891898381413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1292224891898381413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/boyfriend-first-jejak-in-geylang.html' title='boyfriend first jejak in geylang (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2972333898278001100</id><published>2009-09-07T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:30:39.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i know ive been missing in action for quite sometimes. reasonable answer is im busy with my school as exams are like one day left and ive yet to study. haha. and work ? so far okay. ive got my gift card cus ive hit the target given by mama. so okay what, 10 bucks. who wanna give (: and yeah, little short update since 28 aug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 aug ; saturday.&lt;br /&gt;took mc for the day with syuu. and spend my time with family. headed to causeway point to buy ibu raya's kasot. dua pulak tu. haha. and some make up for me since raya is coming . after that went to geylang and walk around ONLY in airconditioned place such as tanjong katong and joo ciat in search of our baju kurung. and home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 aug ; sunday .&lt;br /&gt;work morning shift, and i meet boyfriend up just for a while break fast with him and spend some short quality time together cus I MISS HIM SOOO MUCH ! we ate at marina foodcourt , he ate rendang bbq chicken and nasi lemak for me. both soya bean. and after that. we walked to city hall mrt station and off he back to camp and home for me. and tragically, something bad happened at home. only me any boyfriend knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31-3 sep ; weekdays prolly .&lt;br /&gt;time spent at school mostly we're doing revision and revise and revise. but yet nothing ive learn. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 sep ; friday .&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to work but i told mama i couldn't make it , so i called topshop and say im not working and off to geylang to buy my baju raya which ended up not the same sepasang lah katekan with ibu. imagine we went to golden landmark then to joo ciat and back to golden landmark again and back to joo ciat again. so after all that travelling and the searching for the same sepasang baju kurung im all sweaty and tired and shagged. ended up i bought mine a simple one but unique $230 and ibu's a boutique kind $290. siao or what. and im in love with my new alladin seluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2972333898278001100?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2972333898278001100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2972333898278001100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2972333898278001100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2972333898278001100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-i-know-ive-been-missing-in-action.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-2631631665265675404</id><published>2009-08-28T07:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:22:17.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random (:</title><content type='html'>yes. at last ive changed my songs. stupid mixpod which keep lagging. i don't know what cause it. but alhamdulillah everythings fine. a random song which somehow or rather makes me motivated and tell me not to give up but if only my name were siti. haha, a morning chat with elfi which is also known as palu catching things up, he's at his girlfriend's crib dah lah tak puasa pulak tu. ya allah, he getting married if only things will get better for he and his girlfriend. insyallah, everythings going fine. talking about marriage, one of my girlfriend will be getting maried too. im so happy for her, insyallah kau and ****** kekal sampai ke junjung pelamin. amin. yeah, dapat makan nasi minyak. nak free je. *evil laugh* so, when is my turn to get married . *chey* boyfriend pon tak ada, *my laugh* if jack were to read this, mampos aku. but its truth what b. *kening up up* and why the hell im blogging, i should be atleast reading my notes or atleast flip-flip pon jadi lah. haha. jack ; baby i need you , you're the only one i want to be with. *muka jiwang* okay, i bettr get going if not adik aku syuu mengamok. *syuu's tone* shikin !!! kau dah bangun belom??? bahahahahahaha. and to someone , TOLONG ZIP YOUR SKIRT OR PANTS BEFORE GOING OUT ! wakakkakakakakaka. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-2631631665265675404?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2631631665265675404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=2631631665265675404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2631631665265675404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/2631631665265675404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/random.html' title='random (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3625173377406187128</id><published>2009-08-28T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T01:16:45.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;school starts at 10 today and i didn;t wake up for sahur today as i was freaking sleepy and still couldn't woke up after being shouted by my mum. ended up i drank hot tea with my eyes closed and off to lala land again till 7am and was blur like sotong keep getting wrong of the time to went to school again ended up with a short nap and woke up at 7.45 and rush off to bath and stuffs. meet syuu at pioneer and bounce back from joo koon as we are being kiasu singaporeans sitting at the very 1st cabin on priority seat lagi. and for the 1st time of our life we saw this mat rep guy driving the mrt. we like *looking each at other*. yadayada to school. i think its been our ROUTINE to sleep in the train. so i think you all can guess what will we do when going to school and back from school (: and yes today break fast with family at lot 1 and i bought my kebab way before the azan starts indicating its time to buka puasa. haha. like old people says, kempunan. so since school finishes early gerlfys and me wen to tampines bazaar and start-lah my stomach bunyi mcm cina mampos. krak kruk. haha. so we went there coincidently ter-meet up saif and danial and other two more friend's of theirs which then decided to tag along. so i bought my kebab and others were busy looking at some kuih to be bought.after much rounding we decide to go home and off again to lalaland and which this time round i was the one who wake syuu up since dia dah shiok sgt tido, kesian penat. supposed to i have my AC theory test today later in the morning and i have yet to study a sgl thing. exams are like 1m away and i have yet to revise. my goodness. friday as usual be working till 10pm and i prayed hard baby will book out today night. AKU TAK TAHAN , I MISS JACK SO MUCH !!!!! okay people, goodnight. *dah ngantok!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3625173377406187128?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3625173377406187128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3625173377406187128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3625173377406187128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3625173377406187128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-starts-at-10-today-and-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3465844932659490495</id><published>2009-08-27T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:56:37.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SpVj1Z8jOVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/elMxCSCxY2g/s1600-h/samsung-sgh-f480-touchscreen-phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SpVj1Z8jOVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/elMxCSCxY2g/s400/samsung-sgh-f480-touchscreen-phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374311499485624658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, there will be no more pictures been taken as my sony ericsson w910i was spoiled can't even press a single buttons and im waiting for my hard earn pay to get me a new phone.should i buy samsung like hariz's phone?the function is not bad same like sony and it's touch screen too. small and compact and simple.(picture above) whatever its is im still unhappy cus i don't even plan or wished !to buy a phone cus i have lots of shopping to do.futhermore i have yet to buy baju kurung for this year, ibu give me an idea of not wearing baju kurung but kebaya panjang since im tall instead. about all the hari raya stuffs im not too sure cus im so packed with exams and stupid working hours which makes me apart from my parents.i usually spend time outside rather than home.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;so as my baby, he's been very busy with ns going in and out of HUTAN and he was sick at that point of time. so we lack of meet ups and contacts but being a good girl ive been loyal and stand by him throughout everything.eventhough no one knows how much i missed him and longed to be by his side.i myself was puzzled of the changes i've made, usually by this point of time and the attitude he gave me i would have run away to other guys and left him to desire my wishes.but when i've met him and as times changed i loved him sincerely not forgetting how we fought before and how much i hated him before i got to know him.im not the shikin whom jaz my ex call me a playa who keep changing boyfriends and its been like 2 months ive stood up free and easy being single not rushing into any relationships or maybe i was too scared to fall into relationships. i know he's just a ttm not yet officially my boyfriend but he might have his reason for not doing so,anyhoos sometimes i feel left out but deep inside my heart i knew i am his girl.a short meet up with him i treasured with every breathe i take, nomatter what he's the guy who've captured my heart and i will stand strong and wait for him nomatter what.now im left with one prayer so that our relationship stand strong and was blessed by ALLAH.insyallah, he is my MR SUPERHUMAN. amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3465844932659490495?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3465844932659490495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3465844932659490495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3465844932659490495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3465844932659490495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/unfortunately-there-will-be-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SpVj1Z8jOVI/AAAAAAAAAZM/elMxCSCxY2g/s72-c/samsung-sgh-f480-touchscreen-phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-7300524600020713196</id><published>2009-08-26T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:52:56.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Due to time constrain and busy schedule for work and test by test came by and soon by module exam is up.so my blog is kinda dusty.apologies for not updating.life's been hell good and alhamdulillah fasting is still on as usual eventhough im woking or whatever reason.everything went smoothly at work its just that my dark eye circle is getting darker.lack of rest and tired of standing.collegues are good too still the same old enemy which i shall call her a bimbo.however between her and aidil was over as part time syg.haha, seriously she deserve it.hate her real good.at work there's alot of part time syg kinda relationship.so uncool.imagine if one day you really fall in love and what's the consequences?oh gosh.some unhappiness between locals and foreigners happened and coincidently i was involve being a center girl.-.-" can i stop being in the middle?but afterall work is fun.today at school my gerfys was having a bad day,one is sick and the other had some trauma going on.to miramary;"get well soon okay ?" to the other one, everyone has a bad day or a "ashamed day" i shall call it its just that you don't know when it will happen and yours came today.so you have to be strong and be yourself, yes its like memalukan but nomatter what its a lie if none of the human in this world had that bad experience before.so a piece of advise next time checked from top to below before going out.(: yesterday 25-08-09, breakfast outside at eastpoint banquet with syuu and mira.had a bowl of banmian for myself and ayam panggang set for syuu and wantan noodle for mira.eventhough its just the three of us i had fun breaking fast with them and as we eat we talk about the phone incident when we're young.&lt;br /&gt;after that i and syuu zoom off and slept in the train.so thats the story about yesterday. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-7300524600020713196?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7300524600020713196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=7300524600020713196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7300524600020713196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7300524600020713196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/due-to-time-constrain-and-busy-schedule.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1454114970242341346</id><published>2009-08-21T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:12:01.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i712.photobucket.com/albums/ww130/fany_028/n9266370870_2870560_67990081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 436px; height: 439px;" src="http://i712.photobucket.com/albums/ww130/fany_028/n9266370870_2870560_67990081.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"imdroolingoverhim!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;jay sean , oh my. after some make over session he turn to one HOT guy which makes me dreaming about in my dreams. and the song down by him was baby's favourite so whenever i miss him like crazy i will listen to that song, and i will drool over jay sean pictures. imagine tu kononye baby uh. padahal2. aww, i miss you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1454114970242341346?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1454114970242341346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1454114970242341346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1454114970242341346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1454114970242341346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/imdroolingoverhim-jay-sean-oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5854735599760161554</id><published>2009-08-21T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:05:51.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay sean ft lil wayne-down official music video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mXkp3waP4VM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mXkp3waP4VM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5854735599760161554?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5854735599760161554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5854735599760161554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5854735599760161554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5854735599760161554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/jay-sean-ft-lil-wayne-down-official.html' title='Jay sean ft lil wayne-down official music video'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-4682098941743879205</id><published>2009-08-21T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:04:42.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have lots of picture to upload but wait can ? pls? (: baby is off to hutan again for two days. and he texted me just now informing me he's tired and as a understanding person i say go slp. i love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to syuuee; to be with an ns man, patience is what you need. 2nd understanding. 3rd shout " i rindu you tahu tak !!!" alright brother. i need to study, break time pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"my heart is yours one and only"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-4682098941743879205?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4682098941743879205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=4682098941743879205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4682098941743879205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/4682098941743879205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-lots-of-picture-to-upload-but.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3883500260402636059</id><published>2009-08-21T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:59:51.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan bahtera camp 3D2N (:</title><content type='html'>actually the camp was over but i have yet to update about it as i was really busy with sch stuffs and work and the BL thing. so here's my long wordy post just for this topic . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stday; a really morning meet up with syuu at j.e mrt as early as 5.45am ! crazy people. headed to pioneer mrt station with borhan and zoom off to ite simei. meet up with the rest all feeling excited and pagi i laugh like one madcow. -.-'' we were seated at the forum waiting for our names to be called to be grouped with the unknowns humans from different course. and i was grouped in group 1. sumpah i was like nobody and alone whereas gerlfys dah tercampak lain grp. however mary was in grp 2 so alhamdulillah, dimana ada 1 disitu ada 2. so after some ice breaking games in sch itself we zoom off to the MOE campsite in jalan bahtera . 1st day ntg much just alot of ice breaking games and knowing each other , and joshua is my instructor for the camp. so the rest of the time spent is to play some simple games and lights off, sleeping time. with my love miramary. sumpah, shikin tdo mati. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day; woke up at 7am and wash up with cold water, burrrrrr. off to breakfast and as usual routine was to go to daya's table and disturb her . my favourite, after that off to our activities. i forget all the games name but there's one game that made people remember me. shikin patkinson. wth! -.-" its all saif fault fo shouting at my ear and make me react like that. urgh, after some territories game and captain ball multi level if im not wrong, and as expected my group lose. haha, stupid but nevermind it was damn fun playing with water bombs. aswan on the other hand was getting ready to pour water on me so do i, so i was all wet and smelly and meleket ! after the game we were gettin gready for our campfire skit and dance. MJ was our modal. we use his life journey as our ski and dance. and i dance the song beat it choreographed by fliq. "aku tak tahu joegt okay!" buruk sungguh. but overall it was fun dancing and making fun , laughed all the way . im soo gay ! (: campfire night was one memorable night which i can never forget as usual which makes grp 1 more close and intact and i love grp 1. after supper lights off and was busy talking with baby till 12am. and off to sleep. again, tido mati. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day; the last day of camp which i hated most, being seperated from the people we're close in just a day of getting knowing them. i was shocked to see faz crying cus he said "aku tak pernah dpt grp gerek mcm gni , sume bond same2 mcm jiwe gitu." aww, the hitam-hitam manis guy said that. so touching lah brother. so after the last lunch together and the WASHING OF TOILETS. we seperate leaving the memories email address and phone numbers to the groups members (:&lt;br /&gt;BUT AS USUAL THERE'S ALWAYS A CHAMPION GROUP, AND AS EXPECTED-LAH-KAN. GROUP ONE WIN THAT ! (: with the "human fireworks" by the guys. i love group one.were supposed to meet baby but he went jempotan with mummy. but its okay. family first. im used to it baby. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with syuuee syafiq and two other humans via train but before that bought choc frappe from macd and headed home. throw all clothes in the bakul and off to sleep. all shagged and tired. nomatter where i sleep. i tido mati. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3883500260402636059?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3883500260402636059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3883500260402636059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3883500260402636059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3883500260402636059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/jalan-bahtera-camp-3d2n.html' title='jalan bahtera camp 3D2N (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-698482806710320618</id><published>2009-08-11T20:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:37:21.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SoFzqrKWZQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UJlF4WQRWRE/s1600-h/DSC00306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SoFzqrKWZQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UJlF4WQRWRE/s400/DSC00306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368699407780177154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"marshmallow with melted choc- done by my lil bro (:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SoFuTEs44HI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Oymz8HJQEzQ/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SoFuTEs44HI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Oymz8HJQEzQ/s400/DSC00305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368693504760930418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SoFtH8JAT5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/0yAuyL0h3l8/s1600-h/DSC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SoFsVGuS9UI/AAAAAAAAAYM/mUQzBjzUjG4/s400/DSC00301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368691340640187714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" burger king is the way to make you fat ! *evil laugh* "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sorry for the delay of stories from yesterday, i was all shagged and too tired to post just a snap of my feelings about me n my baby. as usual i went home alone again and my mind was not at ease. its okay its alright, i prayed to god may HE blessed me and my baby the best of our life. since i kept thinking about what's going to happen to us, i slept at 3am and as expected i woke up late. amazingly my lil sis too ! haha, but before that i read her message before went to sleep . and she wrote that meet at je mrt station at 7.45am. i was shocked and laughed. so being a good sister i alarmed and woke her up but i myself woke up at 7am after snoozed my way to sleep. -.-" IC pratical starts at 8.30 and we hurried ourself to school and i slept all the way since redhill to tanah merah ? and suddenly got a text from my classmate that class starts at 9am. oh great. thnks for all the hurry. "syuu : tau tadi kite kua lambat2 kan ? ya allah, buat kelam kabut je" haha. practical was changed to tutorial with mr tan and due to it we ended class way before we expected and all of us ate at BK tamp mall. finishes class at 11am and next lesson starts at 1pm so off to do some window shopping and took some pictures. upon arrived to next lesson another great news was told, AC prac was cancel so again tamp mall is our destination. slacked at mac'd and off to home via mrt and slept all the way with my lil sis. i wonder why today all of us dragged our feet , damn tired and restless plus im having my PMS. pls go away before my camp. can't wait for this fri sat sun (: jalan bahtera, here i come with my lovevable friends. and btw, i saw my tall guy today, ohmygod! and sengaje-ly kan i walked DIRECTLY behind him. *aww, melting* i'll be sleeping early today . *cross finger* i miss him alot , my baby my nsboy my orghutan and babi hutan . he's the one i adore. *amin* goodnight readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-698482806710320618?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/698482806710320618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=698482806710320618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/698482806710320618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/698482806710320618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/marshmallow-with-meted-choc-done-my-lil.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SoFzqrKWZQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/UJlF4WQRWRE/s72-c/DSC00306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-3940674180543371756</id><published>2009-08-10T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:39:09.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i42.tinypic.com/30wbmu0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 224px;" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/30wbmu0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" im gonna be with you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after about 3 mths going to 4 mths, finally you said that to me. all the sacrifices ive made you throw just like that? you ask me to leave you ? just because you think i deserve a better guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im really speechless . out of millions of guys ive rejected and wanting to be with you ended up you did this to me. in the midst of dealing with customer at work , tears was planted in topman fitting room, nobody knows how hard for me to fight my tears with my surroundings at work. between smiles and sorrows which is the one im putting on. i tried to cool down when on selling floor but behind the doors of the fitting room i cried like one foolish girl who've been a fool of love for long. it all started when he got into trouble with outsiders as a victim. and he already promise to fetch me from work but because of this cibai fucker MAT REPS! got my baby into trouble, i mean him. but something happened at work which makes all of us delayed till 11.30. and i was super mad and tired and i throw my tantrums to him which i know i shouldn't but i cant helped it. its not once or twice its like every week when he got the chance to book out.i seriously don't understand. why i was treated like this. why when he with the girl before me name cty, he's so different but when it came to me he changed. why did i do till i deserve this. thanks alot for my all honesty and patience. ended up with what im doing now; crying like hell. the time stated now , as a witness he have yet to text me since 07:17pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know what the hell he's doing. as what he says. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;" yes, i know ive been an asshole,dats true bt i noe i wn 2 kip the words dt i gave eu the last tyme, i noe u wn me to be dt guy who eu adores,im cowie bout everytink.reali am. nw its eur decision if eu wan 2 cntinue 2gether,i feel eu deserve a bttr guy n treatment den me,its eur choice coz i do noe i wn eu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what are you tying to tell. pls, be a gentleman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"  can you cut off your ego? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-3940674180543371756?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3940674180543371756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=3940674180543371756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3940674180543371756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/3940674180543371756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-gonna-be-with-you-after-about-3-mths.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.tinypic.com/30wbmu0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-332290300857072271</id><published>2009-08-09T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:53:53.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i41.tinypic.com/2vx3czn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 102px;" src="http://i41.tinypic.com/2vx3czn.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" baby don't worry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im all shagged and tired due to yesterday work , its saturday what do you expect . and amazingly i woke up early . how i wish i could sleep back. pfft. baby just got home and im meeting him soon in like 2 hrs time. yay ! first and foremost , get well my dear lil sis syuhaidah.&lt;br /&gt;and last long. hahaha. one day everyone will know. but im super happy cus im the 1st one to know. i love you syuu ! hahaha, now when is my turn. bahahahaha. i want to see the bunga api badly lah, cb kena afternoon shift sia with that asshole. shah not working . i wonder othman is working or not ? hmm . im lazy to post cause i can't wait to meet him ! i love you ! 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today. hahaha. and i wonder how work is going to be in 12 hrs time. fuck. im in morning shift tomorrow with shah. haha. 1st thing to do is to clean up my fitting room and my sales area . its was a heaven mess when i worked plus with some inconsiderate colleague who nak step jambu miang semacam. tak habis2 nak pergi di topman. oh whatever. sungguh not my type. about that CB ASSHOLE guy , ive made up my mind and its not you who i want. baby catch hold of my heart first nomatter what i will still love him. left with monday im free of your sick pathetic face. i love my baby and don't ever asked who he is. cibai. dasar lelaki tak ada hasil . hahahaha. kecik2 taknak mati. dah besar menyusahkan orang. enough about work place. today school was fun as usual. meet syuu up abit late but not late to school. haha, i cant wake up sia. ohmygod. had my nails painted in an halal way which is using inai and my bfs were my victims. hehe, nau's and hariz's white shirt was stained. sorry. after that proceed to work with that ***** guy. and i ate till $9 which im left with $1. wtf, i need money ! and i freakingly want that mango red bag and my long grey pants and a blue top from topshop. baby... buy for me plss. hahaha. padahal your line was cut because you never pay. padan muka ! hahaha. goodnight readers. a goodnight sleep is what i wanted .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby don't worry im your only "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrvO227SjI/AAAAAAAAAXM/j0Ny7Y93NGo/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrvO227SjI/AAAAAAAAAXM/j0Ny7Y93NGo/s400/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366864944488466994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrvEh_JX_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/zff8qOiERWY/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrvEh_JX_I/AAAAAAAAAXE/zff8qOiERWY/s400/DSC00284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366864767087108082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Snru2Yfb5ZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RZwZlWT8sZU/s1600-h/DSC00282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Snru2Yfb5ZI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RZwZlWT8sZU/s400/DSC00282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366864524020016530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnruqgBPmYI/AAAAAAAAAW0/waam-WXd9Hc/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnruqgBPmYI/AAAAAAAAAW0/waam-WXd9Hc/s400/DSC00281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366864319882434946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrudOoEJLI/AAAAAAAAAWs/J-2S7ZnkCU0/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrudOoEJLI/AAAAAAAAAWs/J-2S7ZnkCU0/s400/DSC00280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366864091875124402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnruPG45I1I/AAAAAAAAAWk/ue88Q2_FVrc/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnruPG45I1I/AAAAAAAAAWk/ue88Q2_FVrc/s400/DSC00279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366863849280054098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends are when we laugh and cry together "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;after IC pratical lesson ended its time for hidayah's terkejot moment which she totally doesn't know that it will happened, mira asked her to follow her to the ladies while we get ourself ready with our tak ada suara nak nyanyi and our cheap but ikhlas sara lee cake and our prezzie . when she step out of the ladies we sang her a happy birthday song and she was like smiling from ear to ear . she love the purple carebear that we bought for her . and we use a lighter to gantikan a 'candle'. haha. kelakar. after that we proceed to cafe 1 to have our late lunch cum dinner. after much commotion we proceed to macd to have our super snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;we ordered 4 large fries iqa ordered large chocolate frappe and me cornetto mcflurry. as the picture shown above. haha , i seriouly had fun with my girlfriends after so long we didn't catch things up.and this tiba-tiba group of NDP people came in and asked us to join the pledge together and its was captured in a video camera, dengan penuh semangat nana plegde as she is the one who stand up 1st. so i and syuu as well as the rest went home at around 6+ pm. super exhausted and slept all the way home. daya got two new purple baby. and i love you girlfriends ALOT...... (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;" even if you gonna leave us , we will stay strong within"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-868104785279063930?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/868104785279063930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=868104785279063930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/868104785279063930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/868104785279063930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends-are-when-we-laugh-and-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Snrx5w4MW5I/AAAAAAAAAYE/YRRANgoX1gE/s72-c/DSC00298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-1587695630406207932</id><published>2009-08-06T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:43:51.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Snrqk_9OoYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/uYE3r1cLkkA/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Snrqk_9OoYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/uYE3r1cLkkA/s400/DSC00277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366859827329802626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrqPsCuzVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/OIVceZS0EBg/s1600-h/DSC00276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrqPsCuzVI/AAAAAAAAAWU/OIVceZS0EBg/s400/DSC00276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366859461206920530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Snrp8Ji1E1I/AAAAAAAAAWM/4H9l0XsvzCc/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Snrp8Ji1E1I/AAAAAAAAAWM/4H9l0XsvzCc/s400/DSC00275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366859125528793938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrpoknZ1YI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1Kkh44yK9G0/s1600-h/DSC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnrpoknZ1YI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1Kkh44yK9G0/s400/DSC00274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366858789198353794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" organic chemistry was never friendly "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;i had fun today eventhough im dealing with all those unfriendly smell of chemistry . funny . hariz on the other was being helpful to arrange everything on the chemical deck under mr tan's name . school ended early at 4pm as there was no "CARE" lesson by our "BAPAK ANGKAT" tak boleh angkat when mr sim said that yesterday. i love JM0904B. and i love school too . looking foward to go school with syuu and my lovely girlfriends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-1587695630406207932?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1587695630406207932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=1587695630406207932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1587695630406207932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/1587695630406207932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/organic-chemistry-was-never-friendly-i.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Snrqk_9OoYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/uYE3r1cLkkA/s72-c/DSC00277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-535591635873868941</id><published>2009-08-02T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:24:37.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnR5aCOyAII/AAAAAAAAAV8/Ir8xPGUdNOM/s1600-h/000b05228YR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnR5aCOyAII/AAAAAAAAAV8/Ir8xPGUdNOM/s400/000b05228YR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365046544287531138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he's attached (: "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;like finally im blogging , but i don't know why im blogging . actual fact im bored and thinking of  deleting it . this guy above is my work mate . haha , aidil is his name . ok thats all . cus im feeling uncertain . bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-535591635873868941?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/535591635873868941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=535591635873868941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/535591635873868941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/535591635873868941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/08/hes-attached-like-finally-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/SnR5aCOyAII/AAAAAAAAAV8/Ir8xPGUdNOM/s72-c/000b05228YR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-6143477918972940747</id><published>2009-07-07T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:09:43.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i30.tinypic.com/24axv75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://i30.tinypic.com/24axv75.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;if you can burn the butterfly , why not the heart ? &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why im having this kind of feeling which i hope it doesn't come true for like the umpteen times in my life and i hate it. its called the feeling of being loved and to love someone.&lt;br /&gt;To that someone; i've been mirror-ing myself and i know who i am you life. yes its true we are not having that relationship or somewhat the status but somehow we knew that inside each other what we are feeling. so i ain't gonna like control who is your friends and all, i know u gave me that freedom and i ain't misusing it but i don't know about you , cus you seems to have more social life in and out and you are well known in everyplace you go, so that explains you have alot of friends. but im diff , yes you may say i have 38 including the stupid latest ex of mine . but like i say, i never taste a relationship which is longer than 4 mths. its just that im fcuking pissed off when i saw something which i shouldn't want to bother elaborate cus its a heartpain. its not weeks ago you say this but its 24++ hours ago . but you've proved me somehow wrong. maybe my thinking is wrong but im not a "metta student". or maybe she's a long lost friend of yours. whom you want to contact back but come on. its 4 hours ago while my prepaid is low. pffft, i need an explaination puh-lease. this is ain't getting in my head. nonsense. okay, i shall stop here before tears starts to roll. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;"you say you see the loyal in me but i saw your knife"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-6143477918972940747?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6143477918972940747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=6143477918972940747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6143477918972940747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/6143477918972940747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-can-burn-butterfly-why-not-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/24axv75_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-5425567024811351224</id><published>2009-07-06T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:10:24.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.gv.com.sg/imagesresize/img7893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://media.gv.com.sg/imagesresize/img7893.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;i'm comfortable in your hugs "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;hilarious , funny, fun and was nicely done. (: hahahaha, i met baby up after school today since yesterday meet up was cancelled due to some technical fault. haha. i effing miss him like hell , he and his crap jokes and he talks non stop like a chicken. ayam pon tau diam seh baby *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;so as a promise he meet me at tampines mall and we've planned that we are going to watch this cute movie as he's the one who's going to treat me (: so we headed to the cinema and was *jaws dropping* soooooooooo many people. "oh yah, youth day (:" haha, so we queue and i told baby that when we've reached the inner part of the cinema the showtimes will indicate a red wording stating = selling fast, but he refused to believe me and so it came true. hahah. i got magic okay (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;so we bought a ticket of two seated at the side and off to makan , we actually decided to eat at LJS but it was packed of people so we headed to MAC , again. our fav eating place. hahaha. but again it was much more packed. haha, so we headed to TAMP 1 , but found no fast food restaurant and went back to TAMP MALL, so i change up cus its like irritating to see the UNIform, urgh~ . and we sat at mac, he ordered one mcspicy meal upsize and ice milo plus a large fries for me. so we sat and eat. kk, that part burok. within an hour after tawafing around and ate we finally went up and wait for show to begin. it was damn funny, you guys should watch it. *chefs recommendation* two thumbs up. haha. after the show, baby said that we are the only one who is noisy, hack care cus ive paid for the ticket, not me la to be exact, its him . so , haha hehe hoho we go. actually baby plans to go to town and survey what he's going to shop when he get his pay i said okay , but halfway through the mrt , i told him. im tired ... i don't know why. 1st day of school la katakan. so we headed straight home sweet home. this part was stupid, shall not post. bahahahaha, okay . baby went up my house and took his earpiece soft don't know what. macam pencuri siak baby aku ni. okay , thats for today. meeting him again tommorrow before he book in. i love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;having any doubts? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-5425567024811351224?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5425567024811351224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=5425567024811351224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5425567024811351224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/5425567024811351224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-comfortable-in-your-hugs-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-7817496489798077725</id><published>2009-07-05T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T20:40:55.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i34.tinypic.com/2ni5wjl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 189px;" src="http://i34.tinypic.com/2ni5wjl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NBCB ! perangai YP maut ! dasar jantan sundal , eyhs pukimak , kau dengar sini eh. aku tak ade heran dgn kau peh ppm ah , pe kau peh maksod bukak cite lame sume sial ? kau dah sroh aku move on beh kau skg gini mcm dgn aku , konek kau tk dpt msok puki yana pe sial ? oh ah , pasal kau tk dpt aku kan , tu pasal kau ggt jari , jantan haram betol , eh aku bkn mcm yana ah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-7817496489798077725?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7817496489798077725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=7817496489798077725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7817496489798077725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/7817496489798077725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/07/nbcb-perangai-yp-maut-dasar-jantan.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i34.tinypic.com/2ni5wjl_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8942446386294270258</id><published>2009-07-05T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:18:21.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://j5.tagstat.com/image02/8/042f/0009052y0gL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://j5.tagstat.com/image02/8/042f/0009052y0gL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;my tweeny sister "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first come first, since i was out in the afternoon with my family to this orang kahwin punya majlis, ive yet to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wish my ibu A HAPPY 41'th BIRTHDAY . (da tua jugak mak aku ni). semoga ALLAH memanjangkan umur ibu dan dibanyakkan rezeki , sihat selalu dan selamat dunia dan akhirat , amin ya rabbal a'laamin .and since &lt;/span&gt;im here i want to wish my 'adik' A HAPPY 17'th BIRTHDAY. (muda lagi, budakkk lagi tuuu *wink*). semoga ALLAH memberkati hidupmu dan semoga kamu berjaya dgn segala yg kamu kecapi di dalam hidup , amin ya rabbal a'laamin.oh yes, did i mention my big brother syahril ? haha,  HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY to you too.&lt;br /&gt;whoah , july babies. haha, mine coming soon. my uncle on the 7th , aishah my cus on the 13th, me on the 15th, nenek on the 21th. oh myyy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"julyy!!! legal soon . *evil laugh*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8942446386294270258?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8942446386294270258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8942446386294270258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8942446386294270258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8942446386294270258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-tweeny-sister-first-come-first-since.html' title=''/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045360971042150654.post-8573810894220117408</id><published>2009-07-05T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:50:27.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ini aku tak ada kerja (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/hb/i/sg/flickr/220x114_00nationalservice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 114px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/hb/i/sg/flickr/220x114_00nationalservice.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BREAKING THE NEWS TODAY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SINGAPORE: Full—time National Serviceman Second Lieutenant (2LT) Nicholas Chan Wei Kit died in hospital on Friday after a Land Rover he was inspecting rolled backwards and hit him, pinning him under the vehicle.A statement from the Ministry of Defence says 2LT Chan, a Motor Transport Officer, was taking delivery of the SAF Land Rover in Seletar Camp at about 11.30am when the incident happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A recovery vehicle was activated half an hour later and managed to lift the Land Rover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A medical team from the Seletar Medical Centre attempted to resuscitate 2LT Chan immediately. He was sent to Changi General Hospital where he was pronounced dead at 1.07pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mindef and the SAF extend their deepest condolences to the family of the late 2LT Chan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mindef says it will assist the family in their time of grief. It is also investigating the incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;— CNA/ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;even accidents happened in NS, dear god pls save my rilfleman."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9045360971042150654-8573810894220117408?l=shikinzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8573810894220117408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9045360971042150654&amp;postID=8573810894220117408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8573810894220117408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9045360971042150654/posts/default/8573810894220117408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shikinzee.blogspot.com/2009/07/ini-aku-tak-ada-kerja.html' title='ini aku tak ada kerja (:'/><author><name>suki(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07501771229576562107</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dMc-_hLM8xg/Skns37JZFJI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1zckibRduYs/S220/short+hair+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
