<?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-67090023431831011</id><updated>2011-07-31T09:01:46.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 and still counting</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-7931307965455130745</id><published>2010-01-01T12:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:16:12.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>well, since i am no longer 17, this &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;17 and still counting &lt;/span&gt; blog no longer requires my need and presence of crappiness.&lt;br /&gt;thus, i'll be blogging in the other blog, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;rosiethestoryteller003.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow me if u miss me :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-7931307965455130745?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/7931307965455130745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=7931307965455130745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/7931307965455130745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/7931307965455130745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-6964226141511574769</id><published>2009-12-31T20:23:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:58:56.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2009</title><content type='html'>wow. its the end of the year now. a few hours and it'll be the end of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;last year i was so excited to move on from 2008 to 2009. but this year i couldn't bear moving on. 2009 has been the most meaningful year for me so far. i learned so many lessons for all my actions. i took responsibilities for my actions. i've grown. and i dont mean physically. ok, physically pon ad, but mostly i've grown mentally. lets see...i couldn't remember all the moments of 2009, but the memories of the bold ones are still fresh in my mind:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the early months of 2009 are more like rehabilitation for me. but i will write non of that. it's just too heart breaking to learn and accept who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see, this year i didn't get out much. but one of the moment i remember was hari minda usahawan. it was a joy. we sorta bonded better. i got to know the guys better and learned how to deal with their stubbornness and mischievousness. though i must admit, i think topek and i will always be the same towards each other. the gaduh team. oh well, it's all in the past now. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzycgMBbLBI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eE5GBlEXYbk/s1600-h/IMG_3145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzycgMBbLBI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eE5GBlEXYbk/s400/IMG_3145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421380128244182034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in 5IBH really was a mess. imagine going in one class after the other kne marah. sucks, doesn't it...from fizik to lk, lk to bm. nightmare tu...lg lg ble xsiap homework kan..and then being late lagi...woah..! but i valued the moments. there are a few things i regretted during my time in 5IBH, but i wouldn't change it for the world:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzydcGjaSWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/LztxoFOYUaE/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzydcGjaSWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/LztxoFOYUaE/s400/Image031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421381157568268642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*gonna miss the dudes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss the lab classes T_T&lt;br /&gt;physics and chemistry...the exams in class. the note passing and so called 'codes'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyeadA7EAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Y6utWv4iii0/s1600-h/IMG_3252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyeadA7EAI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Y6utWv4iii0/s400/IMG_3252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421382228749520898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there were the fire drill. i remember it so well. it was BM class with cikgu zaidi. we read the drama 'jangan bunuh rama2' *i think*. then the bell rang to bail us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyfTLRKIxI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-TpVnQ8KaP4/s1600-h/IMG_3210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyfTLRKIxI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-TpVnQ8KaP4/s400/IMG_3210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421383203238322962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i had public speaking competition. before that, thank you adam for passing me the opportunity. i know i always blame you on it, but know i am so glad and relieved you gave me the opportunity. without it, i wouldn't be able to speak in public and speak up. thank you tcer jaja. for coaching me and believing in me:)&lt;br /&gt;you helped me come out of my cocoon and spread my wings. thank you hani for believing in me, and for having faith in me when i needed it most. thank you for being there, in my dark moments. you pulled me out and pushed me to do it. thx sammy and alyn. omg, im getting teary now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyhdlTRA4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/9N7yI_FXcvY/s1600-h/IMG_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyhdlTRA4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/9N7yI_FXcvY/s400/IMG_0079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421385581048431490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to be forgotten, of course, debate:)&lt;br /&gt;adam, hani, sammy, najwa and i went through hard times together, but we managed to pull through. we spent many sleepless nights together. we bonded well and we sure do make a good team. sadly i have no pictures of interschool debate. that was a joy. i still remember when puan marniza announced the result:)&lt;br /&gt;then we proceeded to debate national '09. we learned many things about each other. well, that's wat you get when you share beds together, kan:)&lt;br /&gt;the journey there and back was fabulous. the after losing moments were even better. but one thing that wasn't fun at all was being locked outside of the room for hours. hani, the ass-kicking fight ain't over yet, baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Szyjw98aNpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/vB6rUtGsh9I/s1600-h/IMG_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Szyjw98aNpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/vB6rUtGsh9I/s400/IMG_0184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421388113104221842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spending a minute with tcer jaja without gossiping memang xsah, kan:)&lt;br /&gt;being the only guy, adam was gossiped with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the girl&lt;/span&gt;. now, now, hold ur horse ,this is just reminiscing. somehow i was involved in it as well. that was where the A.S.A.M was first created. haha:p and weird enough, it actually expended! i am now a grandmother with 2 kids and god knows how many gandchildren and am still having an affair. rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat else? &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, FLORIA. i think i went there with hafiz after public speaking comp.i was so bummed out and he took me out to a movie and then floria. i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude, i almost forgot about english week!&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome:) though i did get tortured mindlessly by the teachers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzynFcSruDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/umz9Nd1Cbqo/s1600-h/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzynFcSruDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/umz9Nd1Cbqo/s400/IMG_1042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421391763382974514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, hfz's bbq. i went there with ilyas. otw tu ad la this one little incident. the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kereta melayang&lt;/span&gt; incident. haha:p relax, big k, jgn marah2, nnt cepat tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Szyofeg-_AI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hbW1-2nnf2Y/s1600-h/PA240016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Szyofeg-_AI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hbW1-2nnf2Y/s400/PA240016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421393310168054786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then of course, there were the english drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Szypew3_w4I/AAAAAAAAAic/2-zwuXtb69I/s1600-h/IMG_3808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Szypew3_w4I/AAAAAAAAAic/2-zwuXtb69I/s400/IMG_3808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421394397428171650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rombongan cik kiah diketuai oleh topek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there were open houses. the first one was for family only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyqoBi44ZI/AAAAAAAAAik/YZmUG-7GOOo/s1600-h/PA110090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyqoBi44ZI/AAAAAAAAAik/YZmUG-7GOOo/s400/PA110090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421395656033493394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd one was for friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyrGemoVkI/AAAAAAAAAis/Ow3HZ9ceTsY/s1600-h/PA170081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyrGemoVkI/AAAAAAAAAis/Ow3HZ9ceTsY/s400/PA170081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421396179229890114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, raya come and go. this year's raya wasn't the best. but then again, my raya doesn't mean anything anymore for the past 6 or 8 years. so, let's skip that part...but guys, i love you. i really do. dont take it personally, ok:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and graduation. now, that doesn't come often, kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyscNbilII/AAAAAAAAAi0/sjXAiB5Itoo/s1600-h/PB090166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyscNbilII/AAAAAAAAAi0/sjXAiB5Itoo/s400/PB090166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421397652088722562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, of course, were the near spm moments where we should be studying, but instead, we did some recreational activities:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzytsDUU4wI/AAAAAAAAAi8/lV1JvdvXMds/s1600-h/PB070105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzytsDUU4wI/AAAAAAAAAi8/lV1JvdvXMds/s400/PB070105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421399023763645186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzytsgMZHmI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GO84YsbIhTM/s1600-h/PB070108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzytsgMZHmI/AAAAAAAAAjE/GO84YsbIhTM/s400/PB070108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421399031514996322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thennn, were his last few days. which means my last few days til spm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyuuuuaM3I/AAAAAAAAAjU/zNdZEIQwh04/s1600-h/PB120121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyuuuuaM3I/AAAAAAAAAjU/zNdZEIQwh04/s400/PB120121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421400169287136114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyuuXdX5UI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Zb0SN30r1-4/s1600-h/PB120136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyuuXdX5UI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Zb0SN30r1-4/s400/PB120136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421400163041666370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muka gangster besar:P*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theennnn were his last day. no, he's not dying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyvTyqH8MI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ZV5Bg5o8bho/s1600-h/PB140028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyvTyqH8MI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ZV5Bg5o8bho/s400/PB140028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421400805998063810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyvTlLj3tI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BITYS5kuloQ/s1600-h/PB140046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzyvTlLj3tI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BITYS5kuloQ/s400/PB140046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421400802380209874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's pretty much of 2009. a lot went on, but it went deeper than what i just wrote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pre-spm plans and activities; work:)&lt;br /&gt;i have now worked in BR alamanda for nearly 2 weeks, and i am loving every moment of it. BR dudes are all friendly. they're so friendly, they made you feel like you're a family there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzywpPJaz8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/7x0b5WHuQYI/s1600-h/Tya92045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SzywpPJaz8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/7x0b5WHuQYI/s400/Tya92045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421402273934397378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is made by wan, and i guess this is the rank:)&lt;br /&gt;there's ten of us. but today is apek bo and paang's last day. don't go...:(&lt;br /&gt;apek bo has been my punchbag buddy and sorta like a brother.we bully each other endlessly and never got tired of it. pa'ang plak is kinda like an adik. well, he's 15, wat do u aspect, kan:) 2 days ago, i had the morning shift with paang and brotha. paang wanted to smoke kjap and i trapped him, xkasi keluar merokok. he was begging so mcm kesian je...i let him go.&lt;br /&gt;the next day, paang xdtg. merajuk la tu. haha:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, through out 2009 i have made new friends and acquaintance. buddies, mates and fellas. i have gotten close and know them better. i got close to people whom i didn't aspect to. i finally talked to people who has been in the same school for the past years. they have made it a joy to be alive. they made me realise how lucky i am to be living here and be surrounded by the loved ones. thnx:)&lt;br /&gt;to name a few: hani, sammy, alyn, iman, ali, izzul, zul, afiq, hafiz, hazim, mira, shikin and dot dot dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that'll be the end of it. 2010 is approaching in a few hours from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final words:&lt;br /&gt;yes, i knw i have been a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;i know i have pulled a few pranks along the way,&lt;br /&gt;i know i have been stubborn and mischivious,&lt;br /&gt;but i swear...i couldn't help it:p&lt;br /&gt;i'll try, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TRY&lt;/span&gt; to be less mischievious.&lt;br /&gt;but can't promise la:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, serious sket.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry...&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i was too cold towards you&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i was too mean and rude&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i was too impatient&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i was too demanding and bossy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, lets start a new series, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;you,me and 2010:)&lt;br /&gt;not really looking forward to it, but full speed ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-6964226141511574769?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6964226141511574769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6964226141511574769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6964226141511574769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6964226141511574769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html' title='goodbye 2009'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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/&gt;you're a guy dressing up like a woman. do not grab my hand whenever you feel like it. haram wehh haram! plus yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a guy. back off. i dont't need you looking in my eyes like you're about to flirt. go look at someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a friend. do not push me around. i will push you back. harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a bully. lay off and get a life. a real one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a sister. stop touching and messing around with my things. restraint yourself from entering my room. yes, i know its tempting. lay your hands off the laptop which has all my passwords to everything and personal stuff. since i posted this before you did that, now i can no longer log in to ym. thx to you, i need to make a new one and find all my contacts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're unsatisfied,go blog it and stop reading this if it ticks you off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-3356760888817502169</id><published>2009-12-26T00:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:07:00.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>its been a while since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;i've been meaning to blog but i was tired and now i forgot what i wanted to blog about. oh well...the i'll just write crappy stuff:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, lets see..&lt;br /&gt;today is the 25th Dec. christmas. yay. wohoo. oh joy.&lt;br /&gt;it was super tiring today.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to go to syiera's bday party, but i couldn't change shift so i was stuck there with my dear 'beloved ones'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, i swear i've gain weight. too much ice cream...but its too heavenly yummy i couldn't help it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hafiz came with syafiqah just now. but not a very good timing. i was too busy so i couldn't really talk much. sorry guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i went shopping for shoes yesterday n found this one really cute shoes that i practically fell in love with:)&lt;br /&gt;i love the shoes, but i don't favor the person who sells the shoes. kerek gle. urgh...im not being racist, but she could've been more respectful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat else?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i've been intai-ing ain working everyday:D&lt;br /&gt;i even shouted her name over and over again, but she never ever looked up...orang lain pandang ade la...ain ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so guys, when and where do u want the class bash?&lt;br /&gt;and do play your part here. i can't plan and settle everything. im not a bloody drone, wokeh? &lt;br /&gt;just text me a place. &lt;br 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1098436088276469284</id><published>2009-12-10T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:28:05.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F is for Freedom:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SyDM7-is1qI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WQ00rYMy2BU/s1600-h/victory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SyDM7-is1qI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WQ00rYMy2BU/s400/victory.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413552082872227490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I AM OFFICIALLY FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no countdown, &lt;br /&gt;just a sigh of relieve:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: cikgu azman is on the move. soon you will receive a phone call from him. good luck:D im done with my phone call:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1098436088276469284?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1098436088276469284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=1098436088276469284&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1098436088276469284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1098436088276469284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/12/freedom-is-sweetd.html' title='F is for Freedom:D'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SyDM7-is1qI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WQ00rYMy2BU/s72-c/victory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-4656376883000389139</id><published>2009-12-08T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:24:53.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;one last paper!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LK, here we go:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg dh habs tu diam:P&lt;br /&gt;hahaha:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-4656376883000389139?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/4656376883000389139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=4656376883000389139&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/4656376883000389139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/4656376883000389139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/12/countdown_08.html' title='countdown'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-4439981964758852513</id><published>2009-12-07T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:04:51.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown</title><content type='html'>2 more papers baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-4439981964758852513?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/4439981964758852513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=4439981964758852513&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/4439981964758852513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/4439981964758852513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/12/countdown.html' title='countdown'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-97259279439827376</id><published>2009-12-04T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:07:44.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home is where your heart is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxkFFGwA0MI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0229KOOUXws/s1600-h/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 77px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxkFFGwA0MI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0229KOOUXws/s400/home.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411362012531839170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im home!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;it feels so good to be home:)&lt;br /&gt;tu bru je brape hari...but so wat? i love my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u knw wat, it wud've been much nicer and relax if i had no exam.&lt;br /&gt;boy, they sure did pick a good day to go on a 'holiday'.&lt;br /&gt;went on the 2nd december. blk study group, terus pack barang, bla bla bla then leave house g hotel.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty tiring...&lt;br /&gt;malam tu we didnt do anything much. went down to the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;thank god i was starving. all those exam stress made me all tired and unsurprisingly fat.&lt;br /&gt;the buffet was great. i had nsi beryani with sheperd pie. weird combination, but dat was just perfect:)&lt;br /&gt;then had a few cakes. most of the cake was cheese...and there was a few chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;then i had like...dunno..6 scoops of ice cream. damn full..&lt;br /&gt;and there i thought nk diet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...slept quite late..and had to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;dat totally sucked!&lt;br /&gt;i had to wake up earlier than usual and watch everyone else sleep soundlessly.&lt;br /&gt;it was pure cruel...&lt;br /&gt;got ready for school..physics...&lt;br /&gt;mse g lobby tu sume pndang pelik je. ye la, asl la bdk ni pkai uniform mse cuti...&lt;br /&gt;agak menyedihkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla physics ended at 3.30pm&lt;br /&gt;dad picked me up and blk rumah kejap. went online and i saw the pic juli was talking about. utter shocked. *sigh* teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then kluar rumah, go back to the hotel. of course tukar bju dlu. i dont wanna be looked at the same way when i left. it was gle tiring. i was half dead from lack of sleep and tired from physics. exam really wears you out by the end of the day. then my dad sruh bwk the little pumpkins to mines. arrgh malas+penat. but no nego..just go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they offered rides. either go by boat or shuttle. i wanted to take the shuttle coz sea sick. but then they persuaded me to take the boat and i knw i didnt really have a choice, so off we went. me,niyah,ainaa, and farid.  &lt;br /&gt;i wasnt feeling so good..but if farid's happy, so am i:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went round and round mines. went to the book exhibition. bought farid a book. yay!&lt;br /&gt;the first book that i bought for him:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then masuk mines, jln sane jln sni, bla bla bla, we ended up in McD. again, there goes my dieting plan...out of the window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point of my going to mines was to buy a few birthday gifts. &lt;br /&gt;*syiera jgn prasan*&lt;br /&gt;hahahah kejam;p&lt;br /&gt;then i found the perfect present. one down, two more to go...&lt;br /&gt;then meet my parents and balik to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pretty much everyone was crawling back to bed. exhausted. except for one person-farid...&lt;br /&gt;he found his skipping rope in the car.&lt;br /&gt;oh boy..back to the old days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-97259279439827376?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxkFFGwA0MI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0229KOOUXws/s72-c/home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-536647820619079237</id><published>2009-12-01T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:04:39.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zodiac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxUiZdlYcbI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Le21ngIm7xM/s1600/cancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 377px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxUiZdlYcbI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Le21ngIm7xM/s400/cancer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410268348189012402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wats urs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-536647820619079237?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/536647820619079237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=536647820619079237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/536647820619079237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/536647820619079237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/12/zodiac.html' title='zodiac'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxUiZdlYcbI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Le21ngIm7xM/s72-c/cancer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-6424811964356452392</id><published>2009-11-30T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:00:01.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cronology of a cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPcJIO1dcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/MxkrerVtZl8/s1600/PB300077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPcJIO1dcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/MxkrerVtZl8/s400/PB300077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409909626788738498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPcJa76ZzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/I9EwvO31mdE/s1600/PB300078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPcJa76ZzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/I9EwvO31mdE/s400/PB300078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409909631809644338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPcJmMBnPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uMiE3MAGPqk/s1600/PB300079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPcJmMBnPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/uMiE3MAGPqk/s400/PB300079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409909634830015730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPcKOpFK1I/AAAAAAAAAgE/GmmWRwe9Ilc/s1600/PB300081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPcKOpFK1I/AAAAAAAAAgE/GmmWRwe9Ilc/s400/PB300081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409909645689301842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;i took it out of the oven and it merekah-ed. as a result, it looked like a carved face on a halloween pumpkin.kan?&lt;br /&gt;i showed it to farid, then we took a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the 'photoshoot', there was a bite mark on the cake. &lt;br /&gt;he ate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;p/s: mcm muka apek pon ad gak..&lt;br /&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/67090023431831011-6424811964356452392?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6424811964356452392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6424811964356452392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6424811964356452392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6424811964356452392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/11/cronology-of-cake.html' title='cronology of a cake'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPcJIO1dcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/MxkrerVtZl8/s72-c/PB300077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-4652158157288888434</id><published>2009-11-30T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:46:36.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxOviYXy3AI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_05nh3xtb7Q/s1600/PB260012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxOviYXy3AI/AAAAAAAAAfk/_05nh3xtb7Q/s400/PB260012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409860582594763778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a disappointment!&lt;br /&gt;twilight is supposed to revolve around edward and bella,&lt;br /&gt;new moon is supposed to revolve around &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JACOB &lt;/span&gt;and bella!&lt;br /&gt;ape ni??&lt;br /&gt;errghhh tension!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but kan, the soundtrack of new moon is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;jacob's part in the movie was much less than what was written in the book, which was such a disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;apparently, they cut jacob's part and added more of edward coz he has more fans.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!!! THERE'S A JACOB FAN RIGHT HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh. tension. i want jacob!&lt;br /&gt;hey,hey!&lt;br /&gt;another heads up, embry's quite cute too:)&lt;br /&gt;search him up: kiowa gordon.&lt;br /&gt;im not changing sides, still setia with jacob:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syfqh, he's mine. u go study for spm next year:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TEAM JACOB!&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;GO TEAM EMBRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;still xpuas hati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-4652158157288888434?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/4652158157288888434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-6030521287647035570</id><published>2009-11-29T00:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:36:53.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPmgXTF_rI/AAAAAAAAAgU/4EbIc0MybGo/s1600/PB270036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPmgXTF_rI/AAAAAAAAAgU/4EbIc0MybGo/s400/PB270036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409921021086400178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPmgPnYnYI/AAAAAAAAAgM/OX07W9yV78A/s1600/PB270030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPmgPnYnYI/AAAAAAAAAgM/OX07W9yV78A/s400/PB270030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409921019024022914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethings up...&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep, which is unusual coz i can sleep easily.&lt;br /&gt;like if u offer me a pillow i can just doze off. but not lately.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;my eating time is off. my breakfast is lunch, my lunch is my supper, my tea is my dinner..&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...something is definitely up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 12.50 am.&lt;br /&gt;i ran out of idea of things to do.&lt;br /&gt;i watched some movie, i read a few novels, i slept on the hosp floor, which is somewhat pleasant, i cooked, i called, i texted but still nothing helps.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of hospitals, today it smelled awful.&lt;br /&gt;usually it doesnt smell like that, like...blood. dirty blood.&lt;br /&gt;u stay too long, it'll get to your head.&lt;br /&gt;i stole someone's seat too. but he's a gentleman enough to let me sit on his seat. &lt;br /&gt;i met my cousins whom i grew up with. &lt;br /&gt;i met my uncles and aunts.&lt;br /&gt;my uncle is still calling me by my 'childhood' name. and i dont think he's eve gonna stop. come to think of it, i dont think he ever called me atiyah, or tyah. it has always been &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, whatever makes him happy la.&lt;br /&gt;before leaving, sofea left a souvenir on my hand. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;her hingus... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last paper is on 10th december-lk.&lt;br /&gt;ijat habis 16th dec. dye ajak hiking.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be fun if, IF we dont have to sleep in the jungle. i mean cant we go home after that..:(&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind the hard ground, its the creepy crawlies im worried about. planning to go on 20sumthing december.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...i'll think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night's game of uno was fun.&lt;br /&gt;there were 3 of us, but in the end  me n ijat ended up playing until 6 stacks, just to spite the other player:P&lt;br /&gt;i like arif's eyes. they're cute. round but sepet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see...im just rumbling senseless right now..&lt;br /&gt;its 1.08am.&lt;br /&gt;its freezing and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;and im hungry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-6030521287647035570?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6030521287647035570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6030521287647035570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6030521287647035570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6030521287647035570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/11/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SxPmgXTF_rI/AAAAAAAAAgU/4EbIc0MybGo/s72-c/PB270036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-8938128307785865172</id><published>2009-11-22T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T09:23:21.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its nice to talk a walk in the early morning..&lt;br /&gt;the air is moist..cool..peaceful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its even nicer to watch kids running around happily.&lt;br /&gt;waking up early, riding bikes with their brothers.&lt;br /&gt;leaving their little sister crying&lt;---this is not nice at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its just nice seeing kids running happily.&lt;br /&gt;not many kids have that privilege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching farid still in his jammies.&lt;br /&gt;that's a sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watching all the kids waking up early, running around happily, then only i realised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorang dh cuti laa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1359394556185705062</id><published>2009-11-21T08:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:39:20.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daredevil</title><content type='html'>just now we had est. it was ok, i guess. information transfer makes sense, but the report...urgh. FRICTION. damn u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then dah kluar exam hall tu, i saw parents with students. got a bit confused so i asked wally. he said its report card day. hmm..interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for my dad, me,wally and sammy's mum chatted a bit. got in the car and as usual, ayah started to be a detective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: how was est? ok? boleh jawab? boleh dpt A?&lt;br /&gt;T: meh...it was ok. but cant guarantee an A though.&lt;br /&gt;A: hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;T: did u knw today is report card day?&lt;br /&gt;A: huh?&lt;br /&gt;T: yea...i saw parents with students kt dlm. &lt;br /&gt;A: niyah xkte ape2 pon.&lt;br /&gt;T: aahh... interesting.&lt;br /&gt;A: untuk form brape?&lt;br /&gt;T: i think all la..coz when i was sitting for exam, i saw this form 2 dude with his  dad.&lt;br /&gt;A: xpe, nnt suruh umi amk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then smpai rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: mi, u have to take niyah's report card.&lt;br /&gt;U: HAH?&lt;br /&gt;A: ad report card day hari ni. niyah xbg ape2 ke?&lt;br /&gt;U: xbg tau ape2 pon. ni mesti result teruk ni.&lt;br /&gt;A: ntah la. u tgk la nnt. jumpe cikgu dye.&lt;br /&gt;U: mmg nk kne rotan budak ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, i love busting her:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to school. i had to follow my mum coz she didnt know where. sampai je there was no teacher in class except a few students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U: mne cikgu? *she asked the twins*&lt;br /&gt;K1: dh balik dah...habis pkl 11 td.&lt;br /&gt;K2: NIYAH!&lt;br /&gt;N: UMI! *shocked*&lt;br /&gt;U: ohhh xbg tau yeh.&lt;br /&gt;N: *sengih*&lt;br /&gt;T: ish3 niyah...&lt;br /&gt;U: mne cikgu?&lt;br /&gt;N: dh blk dh.&lt;br /&gt;U: mne bilik guru? umi nk jmpe.&lt;br /&gt;T: this way, madame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah im loving it:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh smpai tu we asked her to look if her teacher's in there. tgk2, mmg ad. heh..dh balik konon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dlm bilik guru*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U: sorry lambat datang.&lt;br /&gt;C: xpe. &lt;br /&gt;U: ni ha. dye xbg tau pon hari ni ad report card day.&lt;br /&gt;C: tu yg saya pelik. selalu nya mak aniyah datang klau ad ape2 event.&lt;br /&gt;U,C,T: *look at niyah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla pastu nk blk tu cikgu ckp:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: saya dah pesan dah kat budak2 kalau ad parents datang, bwk jumpa kt bilik guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umi gave niyah &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the glare&lt;/span&gt; and said: oohh,xbgtau pon kan. nsb baik xblk td.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blk tu xbersua muka langsung.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah:P&lt;br /&gt;i knw,i knw. u think im mean kan.&lt;br /&gt;its ok, i know that already. but i would call it mischievous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha she thinks she can get away with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1359394556185705062?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-3972505378006214630</id><published>2009-11-18T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:56:22.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>i met my new cousin on monday.&lt;br /&gt;cute kan?&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the family bebeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SwPgPYGVE3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/hbqJmlhJHVM/s1600/PB160006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SwPgPYGVE3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/hbqJmlhJHVM/s400/PB160006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405410532546384754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do ur best there,k.&lt;br /&gt;im proud of u!&lt;br /&gt;and when u get back,pls dont be like my uncle&lt;-- a man with few words. u be that xnk kawan lagi dh;p&lt;br /&gt;hahahh so childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;ey,i miss u already la.&lt;br /&gt;these past few days were fun. god,i still cant believe ur gone. i guess im used to ur presence here. at first i didnt want to be close to you,nnt susah nk say goodbye. but wat can i do, big k was right la with the peribahasa:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eerrghh i know this sounds stupidly childish, i cried even by the thought of u not being around and being there. hahaha stupid kan. ur fault lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see,now xde org for me to merepek with. eh, wait, big k ad. hahaha boleh slalu kacau habis-habisan;P hmm..xde org nk bwk gi subway lagi dh:( i want subway!!! *ok,dh start merepek. ilyas la ni:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nnt lepas spm, i'll drag &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;big k&lt;/span&gt; there every weekend. kan,kan big k:D&lt;br /&gt;jgn lari yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...i'll update later. nk study.&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;take good care of yourself:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesanan from UMI,&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*i gave up*&lt;/span&gt;; dh smpai sane jgn nakal2. take good care. blajar rajin2 smpai berjaya. jgn lupa sembahyang:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-5120391830475042401?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5120391830475042401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5120391830475042401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1563600766496530828</id><published>2009-11-13T14:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T15:23:34.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12.00 news</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sv0FoFOKgRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Lv7lf8kN-fg/s1600-h/PB130149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sv0FoFOKgRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Lv7lf8kN-fg/s400/PB130149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403481314068955410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;whoa..last night was fun;)&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch 2012. at first xnk tgk coz not my type of movie, but then sacha nk sgt tgk, tgk je la. &lt;br /&gt;call big k, xangkat. second time call baru angkat. bla bla bla we agreed to meet at my house. then tunggu sacha dtg plak. with the rain and peak hour, we didnt think we'll make it time. but sacha to the rescue, we arrived on time. yeayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh duduk n everything, tgk la screen. i thought movie dh start. it was this one chinese movie like martial art sket. then i got confused. macam salah movie je... &lt;br /&gt;then tadaaa!&lt;br /&gt;2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a good movie. i didnt think i would like it but i did;)&lt;br /&gt;next movie i'll let sacha pick la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we went round and round. bought subway. oh yea, if anyone knows where to buy scrapbook, do tell. im searching for one right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then kakak plak nk makan. n of coz BIG K ikut je *sheepish grin*&lt;br /&gt;went to mamak sumwhere around there. the roti tisu there not bad but im still yearning for the one i ate last night. dh makan tu we went back to putrajaya. but before that stop kt mamak p9 for roti tisu. tgk2 org same yg serve smalam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;tu je la. &lt;br /&gt;too tired to even blink.&lt;br /&gt;bye2 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea,&lt;br /&gt;thank u sacha for belanja-ing me the movie;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1563600766496530828?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1563600766496530828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=1563600766496530828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1563600766496530828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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jap.&lt;br /&gt;lapar laah. plus its my starvation hour.&lt;br /&gt;smpai putrajaya pkul 11pm so terus head to mamak p9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that time it was just me n my sister,niyah.&lt;br /&gt;my parents g beli barang kt kedai sebelah.&lt;br /&gt;tibe2 dtg la seorang mamak ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyah: roti tisu ada?&lt;br /&gt;mamak: ada,ada. *walks away toward the counter* ,&lt;br /&gt;tyah: waat?&lt;br /&gt;mamak: nah. *hulur TISU 2 helai*&lt;br /&gt;tyah: *sigh* &lt;strong&gt;ROTI TISU&lt;/strong&gt; LAH. nk dua&lt;br /&gt;mamak: oh,ok,ok *tersengih*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingt lawak sgt la tu mamak ni. tgh kebulur nk buat lawak. mmg xlwak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my parents join skali. i told them wat happened. my dad got a bit mischievious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mamak: nk makn ape?&lt;br /&gt;ayah: kasi mee goreng mamak satu,letak telur mata kerbau skali.&lt;br /&gt;umi: ng yg same&lt;br /&gt;mamak: *confused*&lt;br /&gt;ayah: kasi mee goreng mamak 2, 2 telur mata kerbau&lt;br /&gt;mamak: mee goreng mamak 2 dgn telur mata kerbau.&lt;br /&gt;ayah: tak, satu telur mata kerbau, satu telur mata lembu&lt;br /&gt;mamak: ok,ok *mengangguk paham*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tunggu pnye tunggu dtg la mamak tu bwk 2 pinggan mee.&lt;br /&gt;mamak: mee goreng mamak 2, telur mata kerbau satu, telur mata lembu satu.&lt;br /&gt;*puts the plates on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umi&amp;ayah: *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;umi: tgk,abg kte telur mata lembu,dye bg telur ni. &lt;br /&gt;ayah: *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nk tau cmne rupa telur mata lembu, g la mintak kt mamak p9 kt terowong tu. &lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;mamak,mamak...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-8578577208979894278?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2132591585228777737</id><published>2009-11-10T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:17:45.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation 09</title><content type='html'>mother and father,&lt;br /&gt;thank you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Svll6L96uvI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Tr4NeJ-ahHQ/s1600-h/PB090217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Svll6L96uvI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Tr4NeJ-ahHQ/s400/PB090217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402461278326930162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: excuse the expression please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-2132591585228777737?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2132591585228777737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2132591585228777737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2132591585228777737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2132591585228777737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/11/graduation-09_10.html' title='graduation 09'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Svll6L96uvI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Tr4NeJ-ahHQ/s72-c/PB090217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-6417405784104099578</id><published>2009-11-03T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:43:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry-go-round</title><content type='html'>do i dare speak of the unspoken?&lt;br /&gt;time is nearly up, we are approaching our final destination.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot undo what has been done. but i can do the undone.&lt;br /&gt;im not perfect, i realised that a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;neither are you. &lt;br /&gt;i make mistakes. that's how i live. i make mistakes, its the best way to make me learn. i make my own mistakes, and i deal with it. i dont expect others to cover for me. &lt;br /&gt;so next time you see me make a mistake, let me be.&lt;br /&gt;i learn better this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-6417405784104099578?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6417405784104099578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6417405784104099578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6417405784104099578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have left the wound for far too long. nothing can ever stitch it up again. i've tried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-8576795298106799156?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/8576795298106799156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=8576795298106799156&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/8576795298106799156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/8576795298106799156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilyas the kingkong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StsaNdELx7I/AAAAAAAAAek/San7BAY-ra4/s1600-h/PA170189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StsaNdELx7I/AAAAAAAAAek/San7BAY-ra4/s400/PA170189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393933797149099954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boom boom pow;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-9028624060138589881?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/9028624060138589881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2097349562283702205</id><published>2009-10-17T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:11:02.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>students open house 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StnaNFafsGI/AAAAAAAAAeE/0bRKbwMkBGo/s1600-h/PA170157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StnaNFafsGI/AAAAAAAAAeE/0bRKbwMkBGo/s400/PA170157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581947079340130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StnaNnNsAyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qQn3M6MAh8M/s1600-h/PA170107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StnaNnNsAyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qQn3M6MAh8M/s400/PA170107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581956152427298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StnaOWRyd-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/fQzOkBe_DLU/s1600-h/PA170080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StnaOWRyd-I/AAAAAAAAAeU/fQzOkBe_DLU/s400/PA170080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581968786094050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StnaO6WDaSI/AAAAAAAAAec/uqHghtTkgvM/s1600-h/PA170098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StnaO6WDaSI/AAAAAAAAAec/uqHghtTkgvM/s400/PA170098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393581978467658018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx guys!&lt;br /&gt;hope u enjoy all those homemade food.&lt;br /&gt;i know 'sumone' did.&lt;br /&gt;for those who couldnt make it, nvm la.&lt;br /&gt;for those who came, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;that was a joy, though ad budak tu agak rude la jgk.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;theres more pictures, but malas la nk upload.&lt;br /&gt;i'll upload somewhere else, facebook or myspace.&lt;br /&gt;but most prob myspace.&lt;br /&gt;for those who's been trying to guess who my boyfriend is, give up je la.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: hand me ur usb if u want the pix;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-2097349562283702205?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2097349562283702205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2097349562283702205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2097349562283702205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2097349562283702205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/10/students-open-house-09.html' title='students open house 09'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StnaNFafsGI/AAAAAAAAAeE/0bRKbwMkBGo/s72-c/PA170157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-5575531093584059858</id><published>2009-10-12T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:15:40.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StMEU5vYv6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/MxBjrjFfXOk/s1600-h/PA110087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StMEU5vYv6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/MxBjrjFfXOk/s400/PA110087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391657936036085666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afif iskandar and farid iskandar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-5575531093584059858?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5575531093584059858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5575531093584059858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5575531093584059858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5575531093584059858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/10/best-buddies.html' title='best buddies'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StMEU5vYv6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/MxBjrjFfXOk/s72-c/PA110087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-504412710575884185</id><published>2009-10-11T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:31:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family open house 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StHPUbpoBcI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2aifW7ajixA/s1600-h/PA110100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StHPUbpoBcI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2aifW7ajixA/s400/PA110100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391318178865874370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupon xcukup tdo, dikerah macam buruh kasar, dan dikejar kanak2 riang, that was a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BLAST&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-504412710575884185?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/504412710575884185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=504412710575884185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/504412710575884185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/504412710575884185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-open-house-09.html' title='family open house 09'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StHPUbpoBcI/AAAAAAAAAdE/2aifW7ajixA/s72-c/PA110100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-7894072031885993315</id><published>2009-10-11T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:45:23.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 1.30am&lt;br /&gt;ive been trying to solve a set of add math question since 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;but sampai skarang tak siap2 jugak.&lt;br /&gt;the reason?&lt;br /&gt;esok ad family open house. my aunt is staying over with her son and my step-aunt.&lt;br /&gt;so my room is full. to the floor. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if this is an advantage or disadvantage, but ali is here so farid has a friend.&lt;br /&gt;and my room yg baru dikemas dh macam tongkang pecah. thx boys, i appreciate it. u two better help me clean up 2mrw. &lt;br /&gt;since i cant do my work without kne kacau, lets look at the good old time.&lt;br /&gt;-THE FATHER SON MOMENT-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;like father like son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StDDu4eVOYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/avJIiyk5Ysc/s1600-h/P9220039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StDDu4eVOYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/avJIiyk5Ysc/s400/P9220039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391023964163488130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-7894072031885993315?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/7894072031885993315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=7894072031885993315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/7894072031885993315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/7894072031885993315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/StDDu4eVOYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/avJIiyk5Ysc/s72-c/P9220039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1988246770028367829</id><published>2009-10-07T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:01:25.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oops they did it again</title><content type='html'>location: home&lt;br /&gt;time: 7.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having my dinner. just when i was about to take my first bite, my mum said&lt;br /&gt;'haaa,tyah. malam ni ad tusyen.&lt;br /&gt;me: 'eh? edidik xcall pon.'&lt;br /&gt;mom: 'kt saujana.'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'EH? what?when?how?why??'&lt;br /&gt;mom: 'mlm ni ad tusyen pkul 8.00. umi dh register dah. subjek sejarah.'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'xnk.i wanna eat.'&lt;br /&gt;mom: 'i dont care. u shud be ready by 8.'&lt;br /&gt;me: 'fine. you send me up.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, they did it again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1988246770028367829?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1988246770028367829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=1988246770028367829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1988246770028367829'/><link rel='self' 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invited a few. but &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; is plainly over the top. wth! then she called her friends and she said only 7 can come. still, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a tiring day instead of resting for a few hours, i ended up cooking for 15 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;yes, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15 PPL&lt;/span&gt;. dh la the 'sumbody' relax je. pdhal kwn dye yg dtg.sabar je la. we had to double all the meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that's done, oh yeah, did i mentioned nasi msk&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; 14&lt;/span&gt; pot? ayam msk dua ekor, daging pon ad gak. sayur, fruits, dessert, and a lot of kuih yg dibeli. plus my cheese cake. we waited for them. everything is served. it was 6.45, we asked her mne manusia yg nk dtg tu? she said she'll call them to ask. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we waited. and waited. and waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*azan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'niyah, u better lock ur doors when you sleep tonight.'&lt;br /&gt;'y?'&lt;br /&gt;'coz ur dead.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? coz she invited SEVEN ppl over to berbuka and not one yg dtg. **%$#@*&amp;^.&lt;br /&gt;sape yg kte nk dtg tu, the SEVEN ppl tu, ko dtg rumah nk raya jgn harap aku nk bukak pintu. ko msuk pon jgn harap aku nk hidangkan makanan. and jgn harap aku nk bg ko duit raya. HUH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-2667481391118732992?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2667481391118732992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2667481391118732992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2667481391118732992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2667481391118732992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/09/seven-soon-to-be-dead-form-2s-plus-one.html' title='SEVEN SOON TO BE DEAD FORM 2&apos;S , plus one sister'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-9005911762614122295</id><published>2009-09-17T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:44:02.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after 3 months=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SrIgeHXauDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TI5_rrIQoE0/s1600-h/Tya92098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SrIgeHXauDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TI5_rrIQoE0/s320/Tya92098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382400206406596658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               i absolutely love it!&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/67090023431831011-9005911762614122295?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/9005911762614122295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=9005911762614122295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/9005911762614122295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/9005911762614122295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-hydar.html' title='after 3 months=)'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SrIgeHXauDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TI5_rrIQoE0/s72-c/Tya92098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1380925844611392613</id><published>2009-09-04T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:31:33.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the call</title><content type='html'>this is so random.&lt;br /&gt;i was preparing food for berbuka just now and someone called.&lt;br /&gt;it was ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random guy #1: hey baby&lt;br /&gt;me: hello?&lt;br /&gt;random guy #1: hey baby&lt;br /&gt;me: umm...&lt;br /&gt;random guy #1: i miss you&lt;br /&gt;me:...ok...&lt;br /&gt;random guy #2: hello? eh, td tu ****&lt;br /&gt;me: ok. that was weird&lt;br /&gt;random guy #2: but wat he said was true. that's how i felt.&lt;br /&gt;me: i think you got the wrong no.&lt;br /&gt;random guy #2: its true&lt;br /&gt;me: yea..shouldnt you be calling &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the other&lt;/span&gt; number?&lt;br /&gt;random guy #2: dh call dh tp xangkat.&lt;br /&gt;me: oh yea? try la lg skali.&lt;br /&gt;random guy #1: i miss you&lt;br /&gt;me: yea, n*** camne?&lt;br /&gt;random guy #1: (o.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kpd dua jejaka yang terlampau hot di atas&lt;br /&gt;insaf la...&lt;br /&gt;awek sedang menunggu.&lt;br /&gt;i***** dan n***&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i watched My Sassy Girl just now and i find their relationship the cutest!&lt;br /&gt;its so sweet and ....*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1380925844611392613?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1380925844611392613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=1380925844611392613&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1380925844611392613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1380925844611392613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/09/call.html' title='the call'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-956430264996604113</id><published>2009-08-31T12:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T12:48:04.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to a friend,</title><content type='html'>dh lame kn kte xckap? how long has it been? about a year now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember all those moments we had together.&lt;br /&gt;back then i was a quiet girl and ur the opposite of me. i guess that's why we click.&lt;br /&gt;they say opposite attracts=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember when we were in school? the immature and the mature one. yea, we both know which is which kan. we didnt click on day one, but after that, we were like glue. where you go, i go. where i go, u go. lol, good relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember when i used to sleep over at your house. it was around this time jugak; ramadhan. we agreed to berbuka same2 then balik and my parents would pick me up from ur house. but then your mum kte sleep over je la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we're 17, things changed but its still the same. we hardly talk due to some 'technical errors'. you keep changing your phone number.&lt;br /&gt;the last time we met was last year, during your sister's wedding-sleepover again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish things were the same like the old days. but when its time to move on, we have to move on. cant keep clinging on to the past. i know, i know, like someone who knew me once said, i have a hard time letting go of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, &lt;br /&gt;i miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing you the best,&lt;br /&gt;atiyah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-956430264996604113?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/956430264996604113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=956430264996604113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/956430264996604113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/956430264996604113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/dedicated-to-friend.html' title='dedicated to a friend,'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1289156021859204418</id><published>2009-08-28T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:00:13.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bazaar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;location: in the car, otw to bazaar ramadhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: k, dh boleh turun. beli la ape yg patut.&lt;br /&gt;me: alaa..jom la g together-gether.&lt;br /&gt;dad: pg la. macam bdk kecik nk kne teman.&lt;br /&gt;me: i dont wanna go alone.&lt;br /&gt;dad: y not?&lt;br /&gt;me: i might get kidnapped.&lt;br /&gt;dad: sape plk nk kidnap kau?&lt;br /&gt;me: eh, you never knw ppl now a days. pfft, so untrustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;dad: ye lah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story, always make up strong excuses to avoid going out alone.&lt;br /&gt;but make logic pnye la. like mine=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1289156021859204418?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1289156021859204418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=1289156021859204418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1289156021859204418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1289156021859204418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/bazaar.html' title='bazaar'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1659748617870716979</id><published>2009-08-24T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:51:50.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tale of a neighbour</title><content type='html'>Dear Whose Name I Do Not Know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though we only spoke once, which was when the Bob's house was on fire, the fact that you are my neighbour makes us neighbour. The first time you moved here, which was less than a year ago, i was happy because finally i have a neighbour. Not that i dont have any other neighbour, its just that the other part of the house seems empty and cold and lonely and...yea, you get the idea, right? i thought since i have a new neighbour, life would be much less boring if i get to know you. seconds turns into minutes, minutes turns into hours, hours turns into days, days turns into months and yet, we have not even introduce ourselves. i did not even catch your name. I am not a stalker, but I see you every morning going to school though im not sure which school. but i've met your dad though. nice man. no, i am not attracted to him, just saying he's a nice man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this morning, as i gazed into thin air, a truck came and stopped in front of your house. i thought,'meh...cant be moving. they just moved here'. then your dad came out and talked to my dad. of course, me being a busybody, came closer to hear the conversation and was shocked that you are moving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WASHINGTONNN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;DUDE, TAKE ME WITH YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1659748617870716979?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1659748617870716979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=1659748617870716979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1659748617870716979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1659748617870716979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/tale-of-neighbour.html' title='tale of a neighbour'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-8077836815395196643</id><published>2009-08-23T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T14:58:45.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hikayat hamster</title><content type='html'>my sis is an animal lover.&lt;br /&gt;one day tu she came home with a cage with 2 hamsters in it.&lt;br /&gt;it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;but, im no animal lover so i dont keep track of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, when she left for work,&lt;br /&gt;i was in the toilet when i heard my sis jerit:&lt;br /&gt;'KAK NIYAH HEEELLLPPP!'&lt;br /&gt;i was like, 'ape kene la bdak ni?' so i ignored her.&lt;br /&gt;'KAAAKKK NIIIYAAAAAAAH HEEEEELPPPPPP! CEPAT LA!!'&lt;br /&gt;of coz,my two younger sis r like cats n dogs. gdoh je.&lt;br /&gt;and for sure niyah tu malas nk dtg tolong so dri atas she said, 'ape dye?'&lt;br /&gt;my sis kt bawah pon jawab la blk: 'cepat la tolong! hamster terlepas.'&lt;br /&gt;dr toilet aku dh boleh agak, ni mesti keje farid.&lt;br /&gt;so berkejaran la semua nak tangkap hamster.&lt;br /&gt;farid pulak just sit back and enjoy the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the 2nd incident plak, farid bully hamster.&lt;br /&gt;we were all gone for skool, and balik tu we saw him wit a pen.&lt;br /&gt;we caught him poking the hamster wit a pen.&lt;br /&gt;me: haa, buat ape tu?&lt;br /&gt;farid: *dropped the pen and ran away*&lt;br /&gt;kesian hamster tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, one hamster died and im guessing its farid's work.&lt;br /&gt;who else ey?&lt;br /&gt;so tinggal la sekor je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then recently, i glanced at the hamster cage.&lt;br /&gt;me: eh? mne hamster? &lt;br /&gt;my mum: ntah. dah hilang.&lt;br /&gt;me: dah hilang? how come?&lt;br /&gt;my mum: ala, sape lagi mike gyver dlam rumah ni.&lt;br /&gt;me: aahh..i should've known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, &lt;br /&gt;tu la hikayat hamster.&lt;br /&gt;kesian...xlama hidup dlam rumah ni.&lt;br /&gt;may they rest in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anyone wanna buy a hamster cage?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-8077836815395196643?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/8077836815395196643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=8077836815395196643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/8077836815395196643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/8077836815395196643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/hikayat-hamster.html' title='hikayat hamster'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-3018847349175332595</id><published>2009-08-21T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:14:33.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day in alam anda</title><content type='html'>today i realised something.&lt;br /&gt;i realised how many things i've missed out through high school.&lt;br /&gt;as i sit in the crowd, my thoughts ran wild.&lt;br /&gt;then something caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;i see my friends wearing robes proudly and i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;if they can do it, why cant i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone once said to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'you are not stupid. and they are not smarter than you. you all are equal. they just have more time to study. if you pedal faster, you can catch up to them. i know you can do it. what's important is for you to believe in yourself. when that happens, that's when the magic appears.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good advise. trial ni im gonna work my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna prove to myself that i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;today we're supposed to have bm class with pn roslina after skool.&lt;br /&gt;but me n alyn slow talk her.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha it workd.&lt;br /&gt;so off we went to alamanda.&lt;br /&gt;plan nak tgk UP&lt;br /&gt;smapi je trus gi cinema.&lt;br /&gt;i looked at the screen and shouted with joy: 'alyn ad cite UP pkul 3.15!!!'&lt;br /&gt;the she said: 'what time is it?'&lt;br /&gt;i raised my wrist and we both looked at the time.&lt;br /&gt;we looked at each other.&lt;br /&gt;our faces dropped. dah pkul 3.30.&lt;br /&gt;then we started laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met the rest.&lt;br /&gt;i saw bday girl.&lt;br /&gt;then nmpk mualim, izzaty and ali '.'&lt;br /&gt;they asked; nk tgk movie ke?&lt;br /&gt;us; yea, nk tgk UP tp xsempat.&lt;br /&gt;mualim; la ye ke?ingt nk panggil td&lt;br /&gt;us; eleh. ye la tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off we went.&lt;br /&gt;separate ways la. tibe2 tu rse mcm nk go crazy so g la kareoke.&lt;br /&gt;tp ramai so malas la.&lt;br /&gt;went to bowling and saw them all kt situ&lt;br /&gt;went to join them&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i felt mischievious...&lt;br /&gt;i remembered the last time we went bowling, ali took my shoes n put it in his bag.&lt;br /&gt;so payback la kan?&lt;br /&gt;so i ask alyn; hey, i feel mischievous today. *sheepish grin* wanna know wats on my mind?&lt;br /&gt;alyn; wat?&lt;br /&gt;*whisper&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;whisper&lt;/span&gt;giggle&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;giggle&lt;/span&gt;whisper&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;giggle&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;we waited for the right time.&lt;br /&gt;then off we went&lt;br /&gt;alyn took one shoe, i took the other&lt;br /&gt;we took off with his shoes like orang gile kne sawan.&lt;br /&gt;laughing while watching our back if anyone notice.&lt;br /&gt;then we thought; 'mne nk letak kasut ali ni?'&lt;br /&gt;we looked around and saw ad space kt corner tu.&lt;br /&gt;so we dumped it there and ran for it while still laughing mcm orang gle kne sawan.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, we dumped it near d tong sampah.&lt;br /&gt;we were not thinking straight and afraid of getting caught by him so the space next to the tong sampah was the most strategic place.&lt;br /&gt;-sorry ali-&lt;br /&gt;we'll try to not hide it near the tong sampah again.&lt;br /&gt;but other place maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all through the the trip me and alyn were like hyenas.&lt;br /&gt;stupid idiotic jokes were thrown around.&lt;br /&gt;went to reject shop jap.&lt;br /&gt;we were looking at something.infront of us were a dad and his daughter.&lt;br /&gt;while browsing tu i heard the dad said; 'xnak la, nnt dye gigit b*nt*t baru tau'&lt;br /&gt;i burst out laughing and had to ran away from the dad.&lt;br /&gt;so then i looked at what the girl was looking at.&lt;br /&gt;it was the kids underwear section. im guessing there's some kind of animals on it?&lt;br /&gt;dunno, use your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went round and lalu osim&lt;br /&gt;i saw one thing that reminded me of my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;it was this one thing yang kluar asap tu&lt;br /&gt;i think it vaporises something to make the room smell good.&lt;br /&gt;that thing la. dunno wats its called.&lt;br /&gt;one day tu i went shopping with my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;she speaks her mind very loud and clear n obvious.&lt;br /&gt;we went to tnye org keje tu kt kaunter for another size.&lt;br /&gt;mse tu ad yg bende yg vaporise tu infront of her.&lt;br /&gt;she said very loud and clearly; 'ish, busuk la &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kumbang&lt;/span&gt; ni.'&lt;br /&gt;pekerja; *tersengih but ingoring her*&lt;br /&gt;my aunt; *muttering*&lt;br /&gt;then my aunt switched off that thing and even cabut plug.&lt;br /&gt;the pekerja dh speechless and me?&lt;br /&gt;i walked away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the day i was tired, i have stitches on my side, stomach cramp, wheezing of laughter, and toe malfunction.  &lt;br /&gt;wats toe malfunction?&lt;br /&gt;come, i'll show you=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-3018847349175332595?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/3018847349175332595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=3018847349175332595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/3018847349175332595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/3018847349175332595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-i-realised-something.html' title='one day in alam anda'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2891660210207668733</id><published>2009-08-19T18:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:37:59.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my stabilizer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SovVD2nOuOI/AAAAAAAAAYw/gZPn5ksxf5Q/s1600-h/tiya%27s+memoirs+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SovR8EAzjpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/luR-0XgblOc/s200/IMG_3128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371617810368925330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SovR7v78yqI/AAAAAAAAAWo/0zqPBoK8Hsw/s1600-h/Tya92007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SovR7v78yqI/AAAAAAAAAWo/0zqPBoK8Hsw/s200/Tya92007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371617804979849890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SovR7I2L-cI/AAAAAAAAAWg/53rx2vv-ses/s1600-h/Tya92086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SovR7I2L-cI/AAAAAAAAAWg/53rx2vv-ses/s200/Tya92086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371617794486696386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SovR640v-YI/AAAAAAAAAWY/KLJFEjf7qXQ/s1600-h/Tya92151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SovR640v-YI/AAAAAAAAAWY/KLJFEjf7qXQ/s200/Tya92151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371617790185699714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my down syndrome brother.&lt;br /&gt;talk all you want.&lt;br /&gt;pity me all you want.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt care less.&lt;br /&gt;i love him and that's all that matters.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-2891660210207668733?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2891660210207668733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2891660210207668733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2891660210207668733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2891660210207668733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-stabilizer.html' title='my stabilizer'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SovVD2nOuOI/AAAAAAAAAYw/gZPn5ksxf5Q/s72-c/tiya%27s+memoirs+143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-9199607503969123070</id><published>2009-08-18T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T17:54:16.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>khas buat nazim</title><content type='html'>no la, not khas for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nazim &lt;/span&gt;only&lt;br /&gt;but this was the so called sajak yang uztzah ckap td.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Aku ada pasangan hidup sendiri....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila seronok, aku cari....pasanganku&lt;br /&gt;Bila sedih, aku cari....Mak&lt;br /&gt;Bila berjaya, aku ceritakan pada....pasanganku&lt;br /&gt;Bila gagal, aku ceritakan pada....Mak&lt;br /&gt;Bila bahagia, aku peluk erat....pasanganku&lt;br /&gt;Bila berduka, aku peluk erat....Emakku&lt;br /&gt;Bila nak bercuti, aku bawa....pasanganku&lt;br /&gt;Bila sibuk, aku hantar anak ke rumah....Mak&lt;br /&gt;Bila sambut valentine.. Aku bagi hadiah pada pasanganku&lt;br /&gt;Bila sambut hari ibu...aku cuma dapat ucapkan "Selamat Hari Ibu"&lt;br /&gt;Selalu.. aku ingat pasanganku&lt;br /&gt;Selalu.. Mak ingat kat aku&lt;br /&gt;Bila-bila... aku akan talipon pasanganku&lt;br /&gt;Entah bila... aku nak talipon Mak&lt;br /&gt;Selalu...aku belikan hadiah untuk pasanganku&lt;br /&gt;Entah bila... aku nak belikan hadiah untuk Emak&lt;br /&gt;Renungkan:&lt;br /&gt;"Kalau kau sudah habis belajar dan berkerja...&lt;br /&gt;bolehkah kau kirim wang untuk Mak?&lt;br /&gt;Mak bukan nak banyak... lima puluh ringgit sebulan pun cukuplah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berderai air mata jika kita mendengarnya........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kalau Mak sudah tiada..........&lt;br /&gt;MAKKKKK...RINDU MAK.... RINDU SANGAT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berapa ramai yang sanggup menyuapkan ibunya....&lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup mencuci muntah ibunya.....&lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup. mengantikan lampin ibunya.....&lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup..... membersihkan najis ibunya.......&lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup....... membuang ulat dan membersihkan luka kudis ibunya....&lt;br /&gt;berapa ramai yang sanggup berhenti kerja untuk menjaga ibunya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan akhir sekali berapa ramai yang sembahyang JENAZAH ibunya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengar tu topek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-9199607503969123070?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/9199607503969123070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=9199607503969123070&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/9199607503969123070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/9199607503969123070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/khas-buat-nazim.html' title='khas buat nazim'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2004214240185038528</id><published>2009-08-14T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:14:19.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cerita 4 sekawan</title><content type='html'>every friday evening, i spend my time at my neighbour's house.&lt;br /&gt;ya know, mengaji.&lt;br /&gt;kebetulan uztzah ajar kids as well.&lt;br /&gt;so every friday evening, i would spend my evening with kids yang memang agak nakal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday we i went and saw the usual kids yg mengaji.&lt;br /&gt;ad la sekumpulan adk beradik ni yang mmg ...&lt;br /&gt;ya allah...aku xtau la nk ckp ape.&lt;br /&gt;they're all boys.&lt;br /&gt;the youngest one, i think darjah satu bagi la satu teka-teki yang memang padan diberitahu semase mengaji.&lt;br /&gt;dye tanye la sorang bdk prmpuan ni.&lt;br /&gt;boy: ko nk dengar teka-teki tak?&lt;br /&gt;girl: ape dye?&lt;br /&gt;boy: *dgn selambenye* burung ape yg xleh terbang?&lt;br /&gt;me:  *thinking wat kind of bird xleh terbang*&lt;br /&gt;girl: *sambil mempointing* alaa, burung ko tu la.&lt;br /&gt;boy: btol!&lt;br /&gt;me: *wat the tut tuutt???*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness, kids now a days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the siblings ni mmg i think well known kt area ni for being so the la naughty tahap gigabytes.&lt;br /&gt;the first day i went to mengaji was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;being boys and all, of course they're a bunch of fruitcakes.&lt;br /&gt;the naughtiest one is the 3rd named.&lt;br /&gt;wait, let see if i can name them all.&lt;br /&gt;1st: Aiman&lt;br /&gt;2nd: *not sure*&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Aidil&lt;br /&gt;4th: Airil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Aidil ni mmg naughty gle la.&lt;br /&gt;one day he was playing around so uztzah marah and asked him to focus.&lt;br /&gt;uztzh: ish aidil ni, bace btol2. tgk dgn mata. mana mata?&lt;br /&gt;obviously uztzh tgh panas and she didnt mean literally.&lt;br /&gt;then yg kecik skali, Airil pon dgn innocent nye menjawab&lt;br /&gt;airil: *sambil menunjuk mata aidil* ni ha uztzah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one time plak, &lt;br /&gt;si Airil tu stucked his pencil up his nose and went to the girls and said&lt;br /&gt;Airil: weyh, cbe cari pencil aku kt mne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-2004214240185038528?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2004214240185038528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2004214240185038528&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2004214240185038528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2004214240185038528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/cerita-4-sekawan.html' title='cerita 4 sekawan'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-3509435704928060652</id><published>2009-08-12T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:11:59.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the little ones.</title><content type='html'>i know you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how you found my blog, but all i know is you are reading it at this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;yes you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, let me clear things up first.&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing going on between me and adam.&lt;br /&gt;no, dont question about it coz there is nothing to question.&lt;br /&gt;dont listen to other ppl for their words are just like crap and lies.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask other ppl for they will tell you their lies and speculation.&lt;br /&gt;and most important is dont listen to that cryptic guy yang mulut macam tempayan yang berdiameter 1000000000000000 m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, &lt;br /&gt;no, he is not my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;tanye la brape byk kali pon, my answer will always be the same.&lt;br /&gt;me and him are friends. nothing more and nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, go find some other source of entertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-8814829233700496929</id><published>2009-08-09T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:37:38.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stories of Ms. Y</title><content type='html'>Waaaahhh penatnye...&lt;br /&gt;there goes my no-resting weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SATURDAY 8TH AUGUST 2009&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY 9TH AUGUST 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;SEMINAR KECEMERLANGAN SPM 2009 ANJURAN YAYASAN WILAYAH PERSEKUTUAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was resourceful.&lt;br /&gt;we started at 8.30 and end at 4.45&lt;br /&gt;on saturday we started with ice breaking.&lt;br /&gt;not really ice breaking la, but we were seated separately.&lt;br /&gt;i sat next to ain nabeela from p9(1) and azhanie from p16(1)&lt;br /&gt;there's motivational talk from DR. Ismail Zain.&lt;br /&gt;mmg best, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;he's a motivator kt rancangan MOTIVASI PAGI.&lt;br /&gt;anyone heard of it?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;tu maksudnye korang bangun lmbat la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had some teknik jawab spm.&lt;br /&gt;1st we had math. it was ok. cm biase je, buat latihan.&lt;br /&gt;2nd day we had strategi jawab paper BI.&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;the tcer was Ms. Shylaja.&lt;br /&gt;but we call he Ms. Shy.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, the ways she tells stories,the way she act out the scene.&lt;br /&gt;mmg best.&lt;br /&gt;ptg tu we had teknik jwb sains.&lt;br /&gt;but since i dont take science, i went home.&lt;br /&gt;i think all&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; eleveners&lt;/span&gt; went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allow me to story-story jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, &lt;br /&gt;ad la seorang gadis ni, yg bernama Ms. Y &lt;br /&gt;one day tu, naik la lift.&lt;br /&gt;mse tu ad a group of students lain yg tgh ambk gmbr dlm lift.&lt;br /&gt;they went out coz we wanted to make use of the lift.^^&lt;br /&gt;then Ms. Y bersama 2 org lagi rakannya pon msk la dlm lift.&lt;br /&gt;we were at tingkat 4, going to tingkat 5.&lt;br /&gt;msk tu, Ms. Y pon tekan la 5.&lt;br /&gt;bru msk tibe2 pintu bkk balik.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Y pon dgn confident nye kluar n berkata, &lt;br /&gt;'ok,dh smpai. JOM'&lt;br /&gt;rakannya yg bernama Ms. T pon berkata,&lt;br /&gt;'ni bukan tingkat 4 lagi ke?'&lt;br /&gt;dgn cover line nye, Ms. Y pon msuk la blk ke dlm lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kemudian,&lt;br /&gt;masuk dlm dewan, 3 rakan tersebut pergi mencari tempat duduk mereka.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Y dengan confidentnye lagi, pg la kt satu row tempat duduk ni nk tunggu rakan2nye msuk dlu.&lt;br /&gt;rakan2nye pon berkate:&lt;br /&gt;'sejak bile kte dok sini? kt situ la'&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Y dgn muka toya nya pon berlalu ke tempat sebenarnya sambil mendengar rakan2nya gelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selepas habis lunch,&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Y dan rakannya, Ms. T pon ingin pulang ke rumah.&lt;br /&gt;lunch kt tingkt 3.&lt;br /&gt;sebelum pulang, Ms. Y dan Ms. T pergi ke surau tingkt 4.&lt;br /&gt;setelah usai solat, mereka pon berlalu ke lift.&lt;br /&gt;tgk2 ramai org.&lt;br /&gt;jadi mereka pon turun tangga dari tingkt 4 ke tingkat 1.&lt;br /&gt;setelah smpai ke tingkat 2, &lt;br /&gt;Ms. Y dgn tibe2 pergi ke pintu keluar.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. T bertanya, 'nk g mne?'&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Y: 'nk naik lift.'&lt;br /&gt;Ms. T pon menunjuk sebuah sign yang bertulis &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TINGKAT 2&lt;/span&gt; di hadapan Ms. Y&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Y: 'oh yeh?'&lt;br /&gt;lalu, dgn muka toyanya untuk kali ke-2, Ms. Y pon berlalu la menggunakan tangga ke tingkat 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the names have been changed to keep her identity secret.&lt;br /&gt;but i think you can probably guess who she is=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-8814829233700496929?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/8814829233700496929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=8814829233700496929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/8814829233700496929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/8814829233700496929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/stories-of-ms-y.html' title='stories of Ms. Y'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-5474562143727959697</id><published>2009-08-08T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:02:23.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>santa's little helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn2fu1neTSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fO6dYjN0PZ4/s1600-h/Tya92064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn2fu1neTSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fO6dYjN0PZ4/s200/Tya92064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367621957910940962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i made blueberry cheese tart!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuh,&lt;br /&gt;1st time buat cheese tart&lt;br /&gt;lama la jgk nk siap.&lt;br /&gt;maybe coz its small&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt find d big baking tray so i settled with a small one.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, still good=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, boyot helped me bake!&lt;br /&gt;but mostly he dips his fingers in the cream cheese and ate all the oranges.&lt;br /&gt;n he ate some dough.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, the blueberry cheese tart is a success!&lt;br /&gt;yeaaahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone want one?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-5474562143727959697?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5474562143727959697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5474562143727959697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5474562143727959697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5474562143727959697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/santas-little-helper.html' title='santa&apos;s little helper'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn2fu1neTSI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fO6dYjN0PZ4/s72-c/Tya92064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1004505811805787646</id><published>2009-08-07T22:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:00:47.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she proposed to him???</title><content type='html'>went to the movies just now.&lt;br /&gt;plan nk beli big apple je and shop for my bday present=)&lt;br /&gt;i knw,i knw, dh lme lepas, but so wat?&lt;br /&gt;walked here and there but nothing interest me.&lt;br /&gt;see, i told you its hard shopping wit me=p&lt;br /&gt;u gotta at least gimme 2 days to shop, then i can make my mind up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the day to cool down&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, if you guys xtgk &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;THE PROPOSAL&lt;/span&gt; lagi, go tgk!&lt;br /&gt;GO &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt; GO !!!&lt;br /&gt;its good, i swear!&lt;br /&gt;the movie started at 4.50 and ended at 6.40&lt;br /&gt;it was so worth it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh habis tu g la byar tiket.&lt;br /&gt;the line was so long so we had to wait.&lt;br /&gt;lme sgt we went to kluarkn duit dlu.&lt;br /&gt;more like dye yg kluarkn duit=p&lt;br /&gt;tgh kluarkn duit tu, tibe2 my phone ringed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;tyah&lt;/span&gt;: Hi tcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mrs. E&lt;/span&gt;: hi tyah. hey, where r u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;tyah&lt;/span&gt;: umm...im in alamanda...y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mrs. E&lt;/span&gt;: i thought so. i saw you just now.&lt;br /&gt;tyah: hah? reli? *looking around suspiciously*&lt;br /&gt;mrs. E: yea, i was in front of you mse nk bayar tiket td.&lt;br /&gt;tyah: *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;mrs E: who was that tall guy?&lt;br /&gt;tyah: *buat2 xtau* which one?&lt;br /&gt;mrs. E: the one with you td.&lt;br /&gt;tyah: ooohhh...my friend.&lt;br /&gt;mrs. E: uh-huh...*sounding skeptical*&lt;br /&gt;tyah: yea...*awkward dh*&lt;br /&gt;mrs. E: owh, ok, that's all i wanted to say. enjoy your day. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;mrs. E: k tcer, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hung up and looked around.&lt;br /&gt;mne la tau ad plak mata yg memandang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to FLORIA!&lt;br /&gt;any of you guys dh pg??&lt;br /&gt;today saje je nk g coz nk tgk hasil kerja fatin.&lt;br /&gt;we went around and around but xnmpak pon...&lt;br /&gt;but everything was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;the one by sime darby was so nice!&lt;br /&gt;it kinda reminded me to opah's house.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..lme xblk sane..&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the big white khemah and walked around.&lt;br /&gt;i like the one yang ad umbrellas hanging on branches.&lt;br /&gt;its interesting.rupe2nye ad bell kt each payung tu.&lt;br /&gt;ingt nk goyangkan umbrella tu, u knw,nk bunyikan bell.&lt;br /&gt;tp al-maklumlah...xcukup tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i seem to have a thing for bells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to the car.&lt;br /&gt;masuk je he was looking around and said: where are you?&lt;br /&gt;assuming it was me, i said la: dude im here. sebegini besar pon xnmpak?&lt;br /&gt;then he looked at me.&lt;br /&gt;so i looked back la.&lt;br /&gt;after a while he said: i was talking bout the big apple la, not you.&lt;br /&gt;me: T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mrs. E is PN Emelda&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yea, im gonna have a hard time explaining things to her after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thx dude for taking me out.&lt;br /&gt;i needed time to wind down td.&lt;br /&gt;u knw, frust xdpt PLKN...&lt;br /&gt;watching movie and going to floria really really helped!&lt;br /&gt;thx yea!&lt;br /&gt;now when i come to think of it, &lt;br /&gt;ur always around when my mind is disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;and ur always around to help me cool down and forget all my problems.&lt;br /&gt;and whenever we gaduh ur always the one yg kne mengalah.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know, im a pain in d ass.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow you can still bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;thnk u.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;until then, &lt;br /&gt;tooddles yawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn1r5stqC8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/n5F780RXihM/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn1r5stqC8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/n5F780RXihM/s400/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367564969894874050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl stuck in the jungle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn1r5DPFiUI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LqEC835VPVM/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn1r5DPFiUI/AAAAAAAAAWA/LqEC835VPVM/s400/DSC00324.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367564958760798530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy imagining himself in hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn1ri1cw36I/AAAAAAAAAV4/Q05TZzPA8ec/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn1ri1cw36I/AAAAAAAAAV4/Q05TZzPA8ec/s400/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367564577102946210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn1qWjflEdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Dra1AdOozvY/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn1qWjflEdI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Dra1AdOozvY/s400/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367563266612859346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;p/s:i know wat ur thinking. &lt;br /&gt;no,this guy is not my boyfriend.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1004505811805787646?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1004505811805787646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=1004505811805787646&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1004505811805787646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/1004505811805787646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-proposed-to-him.html' title='she proposed to him???'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sn1r5stqC8I/AAAAAAAAAWI/n5F780RXihM/s72-c/DSC00320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-3850468297693335250</id><published>2009-08-06T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:28:50.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me+him=?</title><content type='html'>a few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;ad la sorang bdk ni.&lt;br /&gt;dye tnye : who's your boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;i said: i dont have one.&lt;br /&gt;she said: tipu la. i know you have one.&lt;br /&gt;i said: yea rite. who do u think my boyfriend is?&lt;br /&gt;she said: alaa that guy. i forgot his name.&lt;br /&gt;i said: who?&lt;br /&gt;she said: ********&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LOL&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy, that was really unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;me and him???&lt;br /&gt;really???&lt;br /&gt;as in really really???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-3850468297693335250?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/3850468297693335250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=3850468297693335250&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/3850468297693335250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/3850468297693335250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/mehim.html' title='me+him=?'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-5994878140456946360</id><published>2009-08-04T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:03:19.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he said she said</title><content type='html'>doc said:&lt;br /&gt;'jgn kluar rumah. takot berjangkit-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say:&lt;br /&gt;'wth, im going anyway'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been stuck at home for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;and i am so going to skool tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sorry doc,i gotta do wat i gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-5994878140456946360?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5994878140456946360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5994878140456946360&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5994878140456946360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5994878140456946360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/08/he-said-she-said.html' title='he said she said'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-8228311972689592867</id><published>2009-08-02T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:08:27.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rematch.</title><content type='html'>the so called &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Queen of Bowling&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; calls for a rematch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ad berani?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-8228311972689592867?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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triggers me is mcm mne blh kne???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a slow day.&lt;br /&gt;after recess we had addmath and chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;pn radziah xdtg cox yesterday she felt dizzy tibe2.&lt;br /&gt;im worried...dh la she's pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mse chemistry chip came in our class.&lt;br /&gt;he didnt look so well.&lt;br /&gt;mualim  ni pon satu, hisy...&lt;br /&gt;*eyes rolling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blk debate semua xsihat.&lt;br /&gt;hani is suspected H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;sammy hasnt been feeling well before debate and after debate.&lt;br /&gt;najwa xsihat this morning.&lt;br /&gt;adam pon nmpk xsihat and a bit troubled.&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;i feel fine.&lt;br /&gt;but i am worried.&lt;br /&gt;i was sandwiched between hani and sammy for 4 days in kedah.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, adam squared,(chip's roommate whom i call adam squared coz ad 2 org adam in the room) is suspected H1N1 too. he hung around with us in our room. now im really worried.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll go check nnt if my cough gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i hugged everyone and coughed at them.&lt;br /&gt;wat...?&lt;br /&gt;dont be mad, i was just spreading some love=)&lt;br /&gt;i hugged and coughed at everyone.ngehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;even at nadhirah when she was reading a book kt canteen.&lt;br /&gt;hey, you wanna shoot me, shoot la!&lt;br /&gt;i already spreaded the germs.mwahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;next week im gonna start with form 3 classes;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, where was i?&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, today went to play bowling with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;me, alyn, ali, iman, adam, faiz and later joined by mualim.&lt;br /&gt;i suck at bowling!!!&lt;br /&gt;but the guys taught me a few stuff and ali taught me a trick.&lt;br /&gt;thnk dude!&lt;br /&gt;awal2 tu asyk msk longkang je.&lt;br /&gt;haih...tension je.&lt;br /&gt;faiz called me the 'queen of bowling'&lt;br /&gt;siap kau faiz.&lt;br /&gt;but towards the end baru ok.&lt;br /&gt;faiz had to belanja everyone coz he won.&lt;br /&gt;then my son, iman, drove us all home.&lt;br /&gt;son, dont tell ur dad wat i did when he wasnt around,k.&lt;br /&gt;and the things said in the car shall remain in the car.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha wat things???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then he sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;i saw my dad going to the surau and i wondered who's gonna send me to tusyen.&lt;br /&gt;then son to the rescue, iman took me to tusyen n back home.&lt;br /&gt;thx son!&lt;br /&gt;and ali of coz=)&lt;br /&gt;ali was coughing so badly now i've started coughing worse.&lt;br /&gt;take good care of urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so akhir kata:&lt;br /&gt;guys,take care of yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;hani, rest. dont do anything that might harm ur health, k.&lt;br /&gt;sammy, u too! rest!!! its been days already. take good care of ur health. and eat carrots!!!&lt;br /&gt;najwa, xkn semalaman xdpt tdo ngan blazer dh demam? ayyooo...ye la, i'll give it back on monday. if im nice enough=P&lt;br /&gt;adam, dont be too stressed out. take a deep breath from time to time. rest secukupnya and see the doctor if it gets worse,k.&lt;br /&gt;ali, i think you should really rest. drink a lot of water and if it gets worse, see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;iman, my son, ur still healthy. haha, like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg sihat tu, keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;to those whom i hugged and 'accidently' coughed at today, go see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;this is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;GO GO GO !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-6965230592852042320?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6965230592852042320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6965230592852042320&amp;isPopup=true' 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putrajaya at 8pm last night.&lt;br /&gt;fuh...butt cramp dude.&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want the journey to end.&lt;br /&gt;but it has to end at some point kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got kicked out of the hotel at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;before that we went to bid pahang and melaka farewell.&lt;br /&gt;its been nice getting to know you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhmm..yea.&lt;br /&gt;before that we went to watch the finals.&lt;br /&gt;convent ipoh vs king george 5th&lt;br /&gt;i swear i thought KGV dh bagged in the title.&lt;br /&gt;but surprisingly Convent Ipoh did.&lt;br /&gt;i was...shocked.speechless teramat la.&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, congrats la.&lt;br /&gt;KGV, you were awesome. you made debate fun to watch and participate in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;we bertolak at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;my bag (as usual) was the base of all bags.&lt;br /&gt;we got in the van and semua lentok habis.&lt;br /&gt;najwa as usual tido terus.&lt;br /&gt;adam tido.&lt;br /&gt;sammy tido.&lt;br /&gt;hani kejap tido kejap bangun.&lt;br /&gt;me? tak selesa tido.&lt;br /&gt;i caught tcer emelda looking back to watch us then i closed my eyes again.&lt;br /&gt;it was a pretty quite journey back.&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone slept late last night.&lt;br /&gt;ad org tu kononnya xnk tido tp dye yg tido dlu.&lt;br /&gt;ish2..sape la tu..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we stopped at bukit gantang.&lt;br /&gt;after that baru la semua alive.&lt;br /&gt;we started joking and messing around again.&lt;br /&gt;me n najwa were bored so we played notice the signboard and read it.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i always miss it.&lt;br /&gt;then i played a game with my dad; translate the name of places from bm to english.&lt;br /&gt;mcm2 ad.you guys try to guess:&lt;br /&gt;sungai ramping&lt;br /&gt;bamboo river&lt;br /&gt;iron river&lt;br /&gt;profit hill&lt;br /&gt;hanging rod&lt;br /&gt;miaow road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sang a few madonna songs and sang adam a song.&lt;br /&gt;he was blushing!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, dont worry, if you guys missed it, we recorded it=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;dh smpai putrajaya.&lt;br /&gt;we waited for our parents kt atas.&lt;br /&gt;then hani reminded me something...&lt;br /&gt;i still didnt get my revenge.&lt;br /&gt;so we played kejar2 in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get my revenge...&lt;br /&gt;but i did get najwa's bag=)&lt;br /&gt;full of food. ad a few books and ehem-ehem's blazer.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah come and get it wa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1226533155817495969?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1226533155817495969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1785715804867734797</id><published>2009-07-29T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:34:17.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sambungan cerita kedah</title><content type='html'>ok,sambung cerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to our room and relax.&lt;br /&gt;then me and adam went to the corridor &lt;br /&gt;then the rest plk joined us.&lt;br /&gt;we talked and talked and talked and that's when hani n najwa got their revenge.&lt;br /&gt;what revenge?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started on the first night here.&lt;br /&gt;me n hani were messing around kicking each others ass.&lt;br /&gt;then this morning, najwa was making the bed and i tibe2 je hit her.&lt;br /&gt;then it hit me...&lt;br /&gt;i hit the wrong ass T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just now they got their revenge...&lt;br /&gt;wats the revenge?&lt;br /&gt;i was locked outside.&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TWO HOURS&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;it was me against najwa and hani.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to push the door open but OMG berat macam gajah.&lt;br /&gt;even adam tried to push open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and adam went away.&lt;br /&gt;we brainstormed on how to lure hani out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;but we were too nice to do that.&lt;br /&gt;so me and adam decided to go to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;talk talk talk talk talk &lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, adam got cramp.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, he got it from watching a guy pushing a girl in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;yep, finally after being locked for two hours, i got in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yadda yadda yadda &lt;br /&gt;we went to dinner at KFC&lt;br /&gt;tgh makan tu kan... &lt;br /&gt;tibe2 tcer emelda said, 'tyah, look at the girl's flipflop.'&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to look but xnampak.&lt;br /&gt;then she said, 'its the same as yours'&lt;br /&gt;so i went to see it myself and mmg btol, it was the same!&lt;br /&gt;the exact pair i bought kat star parade!&lt;br /&gt;so i najwa took a picture of my flip flip with hers, without her knowing.&lt;br /&gt;we couldnt help but laughing all the way back to our seat and showed everyone the picture.&lt;br /&gt;the tcer jaja said xnmpak orangnya.&lt;br /&gt;so dgn xmalu nye i went back to que behind her with her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;while i was posing, her boyfriend marah so ape lagi, cabut la!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha then again dengan xmalunya i went back and possed behind her.&lt;br /&gt;then before kena marah again, i cabut lari and got out of KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we had dinner, we went to bowling!!!&lt;br /&gt;wat i dont get is why my bola always ended up msuk longkang...&lt;br /&gt;xpe, 2 years xmain &lt;br /&gt;(alasan...)&lt;br /&gt;so, here are the results:&lt;br /&gt;1st: atiyah&lt;br /&gt;2nd: hani&lt;br /&gt;3rd: tcer jaja&lt;br /&gt;4th: najwa&lt;br /&gt;5th: tcer emelda&lt;br /&gt;6th: sammy&lt;br /&gt;7th: adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im only joking.&lt;br /&gt;the kedudukan kat atas tu terbalik.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, my score was &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish..fail.&lt;br /&gt;after bowling tu we went back to our room.&lt;br /&gt;and rest.&lt;br /&gt;ok, not really resting but more to messing around.&lt;br /&gt;i was jumping on the bed with najwa lying on the it, then adam said if i jump high enough, i can make najwa jump.&lt;br /&gt;so i tried but it didnt really work.&lt;br /&gt;so hani and i jumped on the bed. &lt;br /&gt;it was fun, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;but that was until hani fell off the bed head first.&lt;br /&gt;all we saw was her legs.&lt;br /&gt;then tak puas lagi we jumped again and again until eventually i accidently stepped on najwa and pushed hani off the bed and there she goes again, tercampak dari katil ke bawah.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa ooppss...did i say i pushed her?&lt;br /&gt;i meant i accidently pushed her off the bed.ngehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now here we are&lt;br /&gt;the five of us&lt;br /&gt;on 1.20 am&lt;br /&gt;hanging around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hani started prank calling people and ended up 'networking'&lt;br /&gt;sammy hasnt recovered yet so she's feeling a  bit drowsy and has landed on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;HEEYY sammy, that's my side of the bed!!!&lt;br /&gt;najwa as usual is asleep. paling kuat tido.&lt;br /&gt;adam is sitting beside me, sleeping on the chair. &lt;br /&gt;i think it was from the orange juice i gave him.&lt;br /&gt;dont tell him this but i put some sleeping pills in it.ngehehehe&lt;br /&gt;no, its ok adam. its safe to drink. i didnt put anything in there.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for me, &lt;br /&gt;im here, sitting on the same chair for the past 3 days, blogging&lt;br /&gt;and observing everyone.&lt;br /&gt;right now, the room is like wat hani says 'mengalahkan kandang babi' &lt;br /&gt;adam is half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;i have to be alert coz he'll talk all of a sudden je and it makes me think that he's sleep talking.&lt;br /&gt;sammy and najwa has reached the dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;hani is still 'networking'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that'll be all.&lt;br /&gt;too much happened today but i dont think everything fits.&lt;br /&gt;overall, today was a quite tiring day because&lt;br /&gt;we all breathed in giggling gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sape la supplier gas ni...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1785715804867734797?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1785715804867734797/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-5841382645452578735</id><published>2009-07-29T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:43:20.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day in kedah</title><content type='html'>this morning we get to wake up late!!!&lt;br /&gt;we didnt have anything to do this morning since we lost.&lt;br /&gt;siap pon lambat.&lt;br /&gt;then we bertolak to watch debate kat smk bukhari.&lt;br /&gt;johor vs negri sembilan. johor not sure which school but negri sembilan is King George V.&lt;br /&gt;johor has good points but KGV is good with their presentation.&lt;br /&gt;finally KGV won.congratz guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were all bored and tired.&lt;br /&gt;teacher tanye, nak tgk lagi ke nak go somewhere else?&lt;br /&gt;adam was being coy and asked teacher which one she prefers.&lt;br /&gt;of course we all said shopping!&lt;br /&gt;so we went to star parade.&lt;br /&gt;ok la.&lt;br /&gt;i bought things that i shouldnt have brought.&lt;br /&gt;now i am critically short of money.&lt;br /&gt;najwa la ni...&lt;br /&gt;u r such a bad influence on me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna go shopping with you anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea,&lt;br /&gt;i'll update later tonight after BOWLING!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-5841382645452578735?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5841382645452578735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5841382645452578735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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chair&lt;br /&gt;watching everyone doing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see...&lt;br /&gt;hani feels depressed.&lt;br /&gt;adam has just confirmed himself as a bisexual.&lt;br /&gt;sammy is sitting infront of me looking tired and i think she is looking for a place to crash.&lt;br /&gt;najwa is on the bed, watching transformers.&lt;br /&gt;our neighbours from melaka came and join us.&lt;br /&gt;grace, iman, and another one im not sure of are watching tranformers.&lt;br /&gt;looking at them, they are so focused.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, adam's roommate, whose name is also adam is also here.&lt;br /&gt;tcer jaja was here before but dh kluar.&lt;br /&gt;so before it used to be 10 of us in one room, but now there's 9 of us.&lt;br /&gt;crowded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, im here blogging as usual.&lt;br /&gt;watching everyone...&lt;br /&gt;thinking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-5411462032615927564</id><published>2009-07-28T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T20:08:57.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day in kedah</title><content type='html'>phew...&lt;br /&gt;wat a day.&lt;br /&gt;today, us debaters went against pahang.&lt;br /&gt;and today too...&lt;br /&gt;we, the debaters of smk p11(1) lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how do we feel about it?&lt;br /&gt;GGREEAAAATT!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i am not being sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;you guys have no idea how relieved we were to hear they won.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, RELIEVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;good luck PAHANG, esp M bukan nama sebenar.&lt;br /&gt;(this goes to adam)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the bright side, the judges complemented us&lt;br /&gt;he said our style is like university level.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing wrong with us is we were unstructured.&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;and he also said to carry on debating.&lt;br /&gt;yea rite...i've had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, sammy was so glad!&lt;br /&gt;here she is, wearing telekung, shouting with joy, &lt;br /&gt;'NO MORE U.N!!!&lt;br /&gt;go pray la sammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, where were we...&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, today was quite tiring.but also fun.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed a lot. i guess that's why we are all tired.&lt;br /&gt;its like all of us sucked in giggling gas.&lt;br /&gt;hisy...sape pnye keje ni....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today after debate, we went on a field trip.&lt;br /&gt;we went to museum padi.&lt;br /&gt;dunno wat we were supposed to do there.&lt;br /&gt;but the most funniest part is the taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;u guys knw yang gmbr where u sitck ur face in it x?&lt;br /&gt;yea, that's what most of them did.&lt;br /&gt;hani muka mcm makcik sket.&lt;br /&gt;tcer jaja and tcer emelda no comment...&lt;br /&gt;adam buat muka.&lt;br /&gt;when tcer tnye nape, he said 'stress tcer...'&lt;br /&gt;he said stress sebab menuai padi or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to menara alor setar.&lt;br /&gt;it was HIIIIGHHH i tell you, HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;it took me awhile to tgk bawah.&lt;br /&gt;but i managed=)&lt;br /&gt;guys, how i reacted up there stays up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to pekan rabu!&lt;br /&gt;we only get to spent 2 hours there.&lt;br /&gt;clearly not enough...&lt;br /&gt;xsempat beli banyak.&lt;br /&gt;and we're still xpuas shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, today is quite tiring but fun.&lt;br /&gt;i n hani messed around kicking each others ass and imagining evil things we cn do to each other.&lt;br /&gt;to all the debaters competing tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;good luck and all the best.&lt;br /&gt;to those who lost,&lt;br /&gt;enjoy ur trip  like us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-5411462032615927564?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5411462032615927564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5411462032615927564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5411462032615927564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5411462032615927564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/07/2nd-day-in-kedah.html' title='2nd day in kedah'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-692884341579311398</id><published>2009-07-27T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:53:31.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day in kedah</title><content type='html'>hello hello hello!!!&lt;br /&gt;hi hi hi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,im actually bored.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;i do!&lt;br /&gt;a lot!&lt;br /&gt;i havent done my script yet.&lt;br /&gt;ntah nape this time i don't feel anything. &lt;br /&gt;i dont feel nervous or anything.&lt;br /&gt;i think its because this month i've been through enough.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks public speaking, 2 weeks debate.&lt;br /&gt;hows that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;seriously, I AM BORED PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;help me help me help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, let me tell you about kedah.&lt;br /&gt;it was a long way.&lt;br /&gt;on the way tu we saw another van like us and quite a lot of people. and the van is always behind us. it was as if they were following us.&lt;br /&gt;at that time me, hani, and najwa were sitting kt blakang. adam was sitting kt depan. so there we were, 3 girls kt blakang, bored. then an idea struck. i wrote:&lt;br /&gt;'HI DEBATERS!!!'&lt;br /&gt;then hani pasted it kt cermin blakang.&lt;br /&gt;at 1st they didnt notice. then they were pointing and calling all their friends to read the note. they all waved! hahaaha!&lt;br /&gt;then we flipped the paper which said:&lt;br /&gt;'STOP FOLLOWING US!'&lt;br /&gt;they read it and the driver drove beside us and then back behind us.&lt;br /&gt;i know, that was weird, but imagine us in the bus.&lt;br /&gt;that was our one of the few source of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...wat else...?&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, our accommadation, we're staying at hotel grand crystal.&lt;br /&gt;search it up. its VERY GRAND i tell you. the girls are staying in one room. adam of course have to sleep in another room. not alone but with 2 perlis guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner just now was ok.&lt;br /&gt;everyone tgh tension. so i told them stories in my family. that cheered everyone up. i dont know wats wrong with adam just now. he couldnt stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, that guy mcm terhidu giggling gas...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the floor, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;najwa is beside me, chewing chips. &lt;br /&gt;no, i dont mean chip adam, but chips chip.&lt;br /&gt;hani is infront of me, on the bed, chewing and texting.&lt;br /&gt;adam is standing sebelah hani, chewing, as usual, and texting while looking at the printed map. oh wait, he's squatting while talking.&lt;br /&gt;tcer jaja is on the floor with me, eating chips.&lt;br /&gt;tcer emelda is talking, telling us to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll just keep quite so no one can disturb me.ngeheheh.&lt;br /&gt;tcer emelda keeps remiding us to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;our limit is 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,now hani is pissed off coz kt luar bsing. ad org psang lagu kuat2.&lt;br /&gt;now she's checking the window,opening it...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;she's shouting sruh diam.&lt;br /&gt;she's more pissed off coz lagu tu lagu cina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....when is sammy gonna get here...&lt;br /&gt;sammy,if ur reading this, come here ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;ur missing a lot of action here.&lt;br /&gt;ok, not much la, but we can always create some action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...&lt;br /&gt;the eagles has left the building.&lt;br /&gt;(i meant tcers)&lt;div 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emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-460577676416509786</id><published>2009-07-25T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:06:18.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eww</title><content type='html'>let me tell you something,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NANDO'S XSEDAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food.ermm...&lt;br /&gt;the sauce.ewww...&lt;br /&gt;overall:&lt;br /&gt;i give it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt; out of 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-460577676416509786?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-6098067689968656214</id><published>2009-07-25T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:47:39.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>wat a day.&lt;br /&gt;this morning, my parents ajak balik kampung to see atok n nenek.&lt;br /&gt;before that we had to stop at a few places.&lt;br /&gt;1st: breakfast&lt;br /&gt;2nd: nursery &lt;br /&gt;3rd: damansara&lt;br /&gt;4th: serendah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was long, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;si gemuk slept in my room coz sejuk.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, my air cond is fixed and works like a charm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum beli banyak gile pokok.&lt;br /&gt;but yang siram ktorng jugak.&lt;br /&gt;yang baja ktorng jugak.&lt;br /&gt;yang susun kitorang jugak.&lt;br /&gt;tapi bila dh berbunga, she says: 'eeehhh pokok umi dh berbunga!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat else eih?&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i just had the shortest shopping time ever.&lt;br /&gt;can u believe it my dad gave me half an hour to buy my stuff???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HALF AN HOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me 10 mins to search for the section.&lt;br /&gt;i just took whatever looks right and paid.&lt;br /&gt;i swear, if those slacks dont fit, you owe me another trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;plus &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malas nye nk pack.&lt;br /&gt;the bag is here, wide open but empty.&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;ok,not empty.&lt;br /&gt;farid's in it lying down with a pillow.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should pack him in too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i showed my dad the aturcara,&lt;br /&gt;the first thing he noticed is the trip to pekan rabu.&lt;br /&gt;and he pesan me alot of stuff to buy.&lt;br /&gt;logic nya, most of the stuff boleh beli kt sini je.&lt;br /&gt;but xpe la, beli je la.&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me, i need to buy a few more for teachers.&lt;br /&gt;you know, as a gift and saying sorry for missing a lot of classes.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...i think i need a bigger bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is farid's bday but since everyone is gonna be busy tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;we're celebrating tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you yed,&lt;br /&gt;despite all the things you made me do.&lt;br /&gt;all my stuff you broke, lost and hid.&lt;br /&gt;and despite all those doodles and scribbles you do on my notes and assignment.&lt;br /&gt;i still love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-6098067689968656214?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6098067689968656214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6098067689968656214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6098067689968656214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6098067689968656214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-4546628282975521393</id><published>2009-07-20T19:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:33:09.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something wrong</title><content type='html'>something feels wrong today.&lt;br /&gt;the debaters &lt;em&gt;dihalau&lt;/em&gt; dari english room so we ended up staying in bilik guru.&lt;br /&gt;the other part of the bilik guru is now suram.&lt;br /&gt;you know,without their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually, i would &lt;em&gt;intai&lt;/em&gt; through the window nk tgk if there's anyone for me to kacau.&lt;br /&gt;or if im from the other door,i would sneak tgk disebalik dinding.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;good old times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to bilik guru,&lt;br /&gt;it felt different.&lt;br /&gt;sunyi and suram.&lt;br /&gt;practical teachers, i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though we only knew each other for a few months,&lt;br /&gt;those few months meant a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember i first met miss ain during english camp.&lt;br /&gt;that night she asked my name.&lt;br /&gt;i said its not a very common name so its kinda hard to remember.&lt;br /&gt;then she said she has problems remembering ppl's name.&lt;br /&gt;the next few days tu i went to bilik guru through the door dpn practical teachers room and she called out my name.&lt;br /&gt;she actually remembered my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd time tu i remember it was thursday. i was supposed to meet miss jaja for my public speaking practice.&lt;br /&gt;she called me and we sat and talked.&lt;br /&gt;she asked me to present my speech but i refused. segan la...&lt;br /&gt;i remembered too another practical teacher,who goes by the name &lt;em&gt;kucai&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;or something that sounds like that.&lt;br /&gt;he offered me a sweet and told me a tale when miss ain fell from her car.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah that was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;*no offense*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i also remember during my public speaking practise when i asked adam to go borrow a pencil from miss ain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was a nice pencil&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to return it to her so a few days after that baru pulangkan.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i felt mischievious that day.&lt;br /&gt;i told her i lost her pencil and offered her another pencil,which i found on a table,and offered it to her.&lt;br /&gt;she cursed me to turn into a pencil.hahahah=p&lt;br /&gt;i also got a chocolate=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then last week on friday,&lt;br /&gt;i talked to her for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;again, i felt mischievious so i sneaked and took her pencil.&lt;br /&gt;and now its mine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is dedicated to you miss.&lt;br /&gt;i know you're reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1131791637371198540</id><published>2009-07-19T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:38:24.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nil onwards</title><content type='html'>harry potter.&lt;br /&gt;wat a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping for more action and stuff&lt;br /&gt;but i ended up bored in the cinema waiting for it to end.&lt;br /&gt;urgh,that totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway,&lt;br /&gt;next week we're heading off to kedah for debate.&lt;br /&gt;we're starting from nil so if anyone has any idea,do tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;            Piala Tan Sri Datuk Seri Penglima Dr. Abdul Rahman Arsyad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peringkat awal:&lt;br /&gt;this house believes that school should increase the importance placed on co-curricular activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suku akhir:&lt;br /&gt;this house believes that the United Nation is dysfunctional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;separuh akhir:&lt;br /&gt;this house believes that free trade harms the developing world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peringkat akhir:&lt;br /&gt;this house believes that change is not progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1131791637371198540?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1131791637371198540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-7373338511712153981</id><published>2009-07-18T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:37:26.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>si pekak</title><content type='html'>td after class chemistry kt tmn putra perdana,&lt;br /&gt;my sis ajk tgk klo ad tiket ke tak.&lt;br /&gt;nak tgk harry potter pnye psl la kn.&lt;br /&gt;so smpai2, g la que&lt;br /&gt;panjang sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;tp xpe, demi &lt;strong&gt;rupert grint&lt;/strong&gt;, aku sanggup;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tgh tunggu tu,&lt;br /&gt;ad la sorang abg ni dtg tanye,'dik,dh tgk transformers ke blom?'&lt;br /&gt;so i said,'dh tgk dh'&lt;br /&gt;he said,'oh ye ke...xpe la cmtu.sy ad tiket free nk bg ni...tp klo dh tgk,xpe la'&lt;br /&gt;so abg tu pon melangkah pergi dengan sayu nye.&lt;br /&gt;klau abg tu offer harry potter mmg for sure i'll just grab it rite there.&lt;br /&gt;but...you knw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tunggu la our turn.&lt;br /&gt;they showed this one trailer kt screen btol2 infront of me&lt;br /&gt;best la jgk.&lt;br /&gt;1st i saw trailer up.&lt;br /&gt;funny and cute tgk si tembam tu.&lt;br /&gt;then they showed trailer yg ad woody tu.&lt;br /&gt;quite nice.kluar 2010.&lt;br /&gt;then they showed trailer up again.&lt;br /&gt;funny part atok tu bkk pintu nmpak si tembam tu dh plaster kt wall pastu tutup blk pintu.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tibe2 tu,&lt;br /&gt;suara seorng lelaki bergema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'NEXT PLEASE!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa kusyuk sgt smpai org tu panggil bnyk kali tp xdengar.&lt;br /&gt;last2 kne gune mic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh beli ticket tu,&lt;br /&gt;smpat lagi ckp,'siap gna mic lagi'&lt;br /&gt;dye pon bls la, 'penat saya panggil tadi.'&lt;br /&gt;hahaha sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pkai mic slalu kt cinema supaya customer sng dgr=)&lt;br /&gt;atau jgn letak screen direct kt muka customer=)&lt;br /&gt;atau customer kne lagi peka.=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man...should've let miss ain brought the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;tgk, kn dh malu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-7373338511712153981?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/7373338511712153981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=7373338511712153981&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/7373338511712153981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/7373338511712153981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/07/si-pekak.html' title='si pekak'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-6453431629984642575</id><published>2009-07-17T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:37:23.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pencil</title><content type='html'>today is the last day of practical teachers here in smk p11(1).&lt;br /&gt;i feel...hmmm..ntah la.&lt;br /&gt;its fun having them around.&lt;br /&gt;even though non of them taught me, still...&lt;br /&gt;their presence sure do mean something to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the teacher im gonna remember most is miss ain.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; messing around with her.&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u something, this teacher is very ticklish.&lt;br /&gt;poke sket je dh nmpk like she's dancing=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day tu, &lt;br /&gt;she cursed me to turn into a pencil.&lt;br /&gt;so i said, cool, i'll finally be skinny!&lt;br /&gt;then i had to give her back her &lt;em&gt;purple baby&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;meh...its alright.&lt;br /&gt;i'll take it again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just now, &lt;br /&gt;we went to staffroom and messed around with her again.&lt;br /&gt;you know, last day and all.&lt;br /&gt;she asked what should she save my name as.&lt;br /&gt;then she said ,'atiyah the pencil stealer'&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup teacher,&lt;br /&gt;your pencil is once again with me.&lt;br /&gt;and it will always be.&lt;br /&gt;(unless you steal it back, which i think is impossible!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya around tcer=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-6453431629984642575?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6453431629984642575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6453431629984642575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6453431629984642575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6453431629984642575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/07/pencil.html' title='the pencil'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-5258238392418233273</id><published>2009-07-14T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:40:19.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless</title><content type='html'>so after skool just now,&lt;br /&gt;we went to pick up my mom kt office.&lt;br /&gt;then xpernah2 lalu p9 nk blk, my dad went to p9.&lt;br /&gt;i asked,'where r we going?'&lt;br /&gt;he said,'p9'&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;then nk msk dapurmas.&lt;br /&gt;'why r we going to dapurmas?'&lt;br /&gt;'we're not. we're going to e-didik.'&lt;br /&gt;'ok...why r we going to e-didik?'&lt;br /&gt;'tuition.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;they said straight after debate national i'm gonna start.&lt;br /&gt;ok la, at least they gave me warning so i can prepare myself &lt;strong&gt;mentally&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ni tak.&lt;br /&gt;straight je daftar.&lt;br /&gt;and start tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;who wouldn't be so...shocked and speechless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;what was i thinking telling them the 1st topic for debate???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-5258238392418233273?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5258238392418233273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5258238392418233273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5258238392418233273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5258238392418233273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/07/speechless.html' title='speechless'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-3710733018646915031</id><published>2009-07-13T18:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:50:11.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>explanation behind everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlsMgX6-ymI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PPb18AxYQa8/s1600-h/IMG_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlsMgX6-ymI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PPb18AxYQa8/s400/IMG_0067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357889932004084322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel i havent explain the reason behind everything just now.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to say what's really in my mind&lt;br /&gt;but the problem is...&lt;br /&gt;i cant say what i want without choking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first meet new people, i put on a brave face and an atittude so people wont trample on me.&lt;br /&gt;but when i start to know the person well, get close with the person, i tend to soften up and all my mask, my pretence fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what i &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; wanted to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chip&lt;/strong&gt;, last year we made a mess. it totally ruined what we had before. but we make up for what has happened. what i want to say is im sorry for all the trouble i caused you. i know what you've been through last year for i caused those problems. i know you had to go to a few counseling sessions because of what i've done. but i want you to know that hurting you hurts me too. i had to pretend i was ok every single day so everything wont go from bad to worse.i had to put on a smile whenever im surrounded by people. i had to say im ok,im fine, no problem,im happy when people ask how i feel. i had to joke around people so they wont notice anything.i had to suck everything in just to make everyone ok. to make you ok. when you gve me that letter, i didnt want to read it. i know it will make me feel guilty. but i know by not reading it, it'll make things more complicated. everything you wrote hit me in the head so hard.i realized i was so selfish. i pulled you with an imaginary string and let you go in an instant. it was and still is my fault. yes, i have lived my life pretending to make everyone feel better. and now, when everything is ok, i still feel the burden on my shoulder. apparently, when i lost you, i lost another friend. &lt;em&gt;najwa&lt;/em&gt;. she was the one who comforted you when i left you to deal with the mess. i felt betrayed. i still do. the first time, najwa didnt like you at all. but i persuaded her telling her what a nice guy u are. it wasnt easy, but i did it. then,you guys started to get close. i was happy that i made it. i made you two friends. but...then evrything turned 180 degree. you two were friends. where does that leave me? yes, stranded on an island. non of you talked to me at all. all my effort of making you two friends seems to fade. there was no more me in  the picture. i wasn't mad, or angry. but i was hurt. i still am.&lt;br /&gt;i kept this to myself for a long time. i hope this explains everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hani&lt;/strong&gt;, you know how much i adore you. you're like my personal teddy bear where i can tell you anything at all without you telling anyone else. but i know, i never tell you &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;. i just tell you bits and pieces of it and that's it. its not that i dont trust you. i dont trust myself. i dont trust my feelings. i know once i start, i'll keep on flooding. i know all the trouble you've been going through, i guess that's why i never really want to say or tell you much. i dont want to burden you with my problems. you have far too much to handle. you were always there for me. esp through my nervous breakdown. remember last year? i know i hurt you , but you still bear with me. you comforted me through everything. please dont leave me...bear with me, with us, just for a few months. i need you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sammy&lt;/strong&gt;, i know you weren't there just now. but this is the urgent thing i wanted to tell you. like i said earlier, i know this is might or will hurt your feelings. i feel like people have been taking advantage of me.of my effort. this may seem stupid but this is how i feel. i feel used. during my time of public speaking, i felt insecure. so i needed supporters. you came with me to public speaking. but even with you there, i still felt insecure. i felt i was left there alone to deal with my nerve while you guys sit there calmly. i feel the reason you came is to get out of class, not support me coz i feel i didnt get any support from you. same goes after the the public speaking. after they annouced the winner and all that. i felt insecure. alone. what saddens me is that..you didnt even congratulate me. i know its childish and so on but i kept quite at that time. i didnt want to cause a scene. again, i know this is stupid, but its true. this is how i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hafiz&lt;/strong&gt;, sometimes i feel you depend on me too much. i know we both have problems to make ends meet. i've known you the longest. how long has it been? 5 years? during those 5 years, we have been through ups and downs. we say things that hurt each others feelings. we do things that hurt each others feelings. we did a lot of things yg menyakitkan hati. i still remember last year, you sat for ur spm examination. you were so busy with your study till you hardly have any time to actually talk to me or sms me. now its my turn to sit for my spm examination. we've gotten closer this year and this actually made it harder for me to express my feelings. i feel like you've been depending on me too much. i sacrificed my time to sit and talk to you on the phone. listening to how your day went, and how its going with you and syafiqah and so on. sometimes i feel you dont understand my position. you've been through this before last year, you know how busy it would be for me this year. but i feel you still dont understand. obviously i would be under a lot of stress from not only academic pursuit, but as well as my other personal problems. sometimes i feel it would be nicer if you actually ask me how my day went.how i feel and so on. you were the one i pour half of my heart out at coz i know by telling you all my problems, you'll forget what i told you. ur such a goldfish la...&lt;br /&gt;but still, sometimes it hurts when you say things aswell. i know i sometimes forget things. but that is no reason at all to perli me. i have reasons why i forget. &lt;br /&gt;for example; last night you said you wanted to talk about something but i had sejarah notes to finish. so i said i'll text you when i finish. and yea, i fell asleep on my sejarah note book. and just now i got a msg from you saying 'ad org kte nk msg.xmsg pon'. seriously hafiz, i have feelings too. please dont treat me this way anymore. a bit of respect would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry it took me a long time to voice it all out. &lt;br /&gt;i grew up this way but i dont blame my parents for all this.&lt;br /&gt;my childhood is not something im proud of.&lt;br /&gt;i went through alot yet i still kept quite about it.&lt;br /&gt;but like hani said, i need to learn to open up.&lt;br /&gt;this is just a small step.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-3710733018646915031?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/3710733018646915031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=3710733018646915031&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/3710733018646915031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/3710733018646915031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/07/explaination-behind-everything.html' title='explanation behind everything'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlsMgX6-ymI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PPb18AxYQa8/s72-c/IMG_0067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-5466535975795681218</id><published>2009-07-09T19:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:38:48.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>public speaking 2009</title><content type='html'>last tuesday,i competed in public speaking 2009.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, you guys already knw.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this year's host was p16(1).&lt;br /&gt;i went with the choral speaking team naik bas.&lt;br /&gt;here are the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx chip,for d candid. cant remember wat i was pointing at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdsqLoiuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/STni1hTGu6A/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdsqLoiuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/STni1hTGu6A/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356431091134139106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and tcer jaja befoe the competition.&lt;br /&gt;time ni ok la, the nerves havent start kicking in yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdsUwftGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ef_HLCGaI-I/s1600-h/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdsUwftGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ef_HLCGaI-I/s320/IMG_0027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356431085383169122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very emotional speech.&lt;br /&gt;it went ok.&lt;br /&gt;except once again i missed one line.&lt;br /&gt;*eyes rolling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdr9lX7iI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/h-UKlpqYpDw/s1600-h/IMG_0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdr9lX7iI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/h-UKlpqYpDw/s320/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356431079162506786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay,done with my speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdrjD344I/AAAAAAAAAVI/bDjQR6nwxbQ/s1600-h/IMG_0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdrjD344I/AAAAAAAAAVI/bDjQR6nwxbQ/s320/IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356431072042673026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still waiting nervously for the impromptu speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdrbVs2vI/AAAAAAAAAVA/96S6hPWux38/s1600-h/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdrbVs2vI/AAAAAAAAAVA/96S6hPWux38/s320/IMG_0024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356431069969963762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the closing ceremony, i took pictures with the public speakers.&lt;br /&gt;ni yg sempat tangkap je.&lt;br /&gt;i lost p14 and p18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Hazim from SAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXcefvwLrI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rntRPTEtIGI/s1600-h/IMG_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXcefvwLrI/AAAAAAAAAU4/rntRPTEtIGI/s320/IMG_0074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356429748303048370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite close with him but im sorry,i didnt catch his name.&lt;br /&gt;form 1, from p11(2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXceAeKByI/AAAAAAAAAUw/hGNFawtfgDA/s1600-h/IMG_0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXceAeKByI/AAAAAAAAAUw/hGNFawtfgDA/s320/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356429739907745570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is amira from p8(1)&lt;br /&gt;she's a debater and we went against each other in 2nd round.&lt;br /&gt;(like you guys care,rite?)&lt;br /&gt;very nice, got canadian accent=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXcdvBCCrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AyMONrlb1_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXcdvBCCrI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AyMONrlb1_Q/s320/IMG_0072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356429735222184626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zul asyraf, p9(2)&lt;br /&gt;very good speaker.&lt;br /&gt;his speech was good,both prepared and impropmtu. he sang a song too=)&lt;br /&gt;and apparently, he said pakai mike 'x macho' la...&lt;br /&gt;betol ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXcdZYhA1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/RovY2wg1-mc/s1600-h/IMG_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXcdZYhA1I/AAAAAAAAAUg/RovY2wg1-mc/s320/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356429729415103314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izarin p16(1)&lt;br /&gt;he said jgn post gmbar ni takot gf dye marah.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, i dont listen to ppl.&lt;br /&gt;plus its my blog.&lt;br /&gt;so =P&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXcc_ZvmnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/AxMdZMLw-p8/s1600-h/IMG_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXcc_ZvmnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/AxMdZMLw-p8/s320/IMG_0086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356429722440931954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain aris p9(1)&lt;br /&gt;very very nice.&lt;br /&gt;i think i hurt her...&lt;br /&gt;i squeezed he hands too hard.&lt;br /&gt;sorry~&lt;br /&gt;nobody was there fo me to squeeze.&lt;br /&gt;see hani,see how much i need you?&lt;br /&gt;ur my squeezer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYBQ85ZQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/G_lg1sentGc/s1600-h/IMG_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYBQ85ZQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/G_lg1sentGc/s320/IMG_0089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424848068928770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYA7LwwUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/5CUDtLWFtgQ/s1600-h/IMG_0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYA7LwwUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/5CUDtLWFtgQ/s320/IMG_0092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424842225697090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tu je la.&lt;br /&gt;after that we HAD to go back to skool coz tcer marniza aka &lt;strong&gt;miss 43&lt;/strong&gt; kept repeating:&lt;br /&gt;'no alamanda'&lt;br /&gt;'presint 11(1)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYAgdZCSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5j14U1m6LY4/s1600-h/IMG_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYAgdZCSI/AAAAAAAAAUA/5j14U1m6LY4/s320/IMG_0097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424835051882786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muka2 sedih xdpt gi alamanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYATU-TeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aCmK2ELSFs0/s1600-h/IMG_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYATU-TeI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aCmK2ELSFs0/s320/IMG_0102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424831526915554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYAD-wwuI/AAAAAAAAATw/p0-zqh8pLko/s1600-h/IMG_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXYAD-wwuI/AAAAAAAAATw/p0-zqh8pLko/s320/IMG_0103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356424827407221474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so frustrated that day.&lt;br /&gt;so hafiz ajak kluar mkn baskin robin.&lt;br /&gt;haha i got to go to alamanda=p&lt;br /&gt;1st thing smpai alamanda,kcau my sis keje kt skin food.&lt;br /&gt;kesian...&lt;br /&gt;then we went to baskin robin.&lt;br /&gt;there was this one ice cream that looked like puke.&lt;br /&gt;so, mmg xde selera la.&lt;br /&gt;then g big apple, beli donuts of coz.&lt;br /&gt;then went to famous amos beli ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;bru satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;haha sorry hafiz.&lt;br /&gt;i change flavor every time i buy ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;then g cinema nk book ticket.&lt;br /&gt;xdapat...&lt;br /&gt;nvm la...maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;harry potter yea!&lt;br /&gt;but rupert grint kene H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;stupid flu.&lt;br /&gt;stupid pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i got naib johan again this year.&lt;br /&gt;now i know how mus feels...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-5466535975795681218?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5466535975795681218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5466535975795681218&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5466535975795681218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5466535975795681218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/07/public-speaking-2009.html' title='public speaking 2009'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SlXdsqLoiuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/STni1hTGu6A/s72-c/IMG_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-3244484907626412431</id><published>2009-07-06T18:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:40:35.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messed up</title><content type='html'>winners never quit,&lt;br /&gt;quitters never win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayya...&lt;br /&gt;pressure nye hari ni.&lt;br /&gt;first of all,&lt;br /&gt;i messed up&lt;br /&gt;i forgot my speech pg td.&lt;br /&gt;haha trus blank otak.&lt;br /&gt;shut down jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then practise from that moment smpai balik.&lt;br /&gt;trying very hard to NOT lose my voice before d competition.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets look at the highlights of today:&lt;br /&gt;1) i forgot my speech&lt;br /&gt;2) i forgot my speech&lt;br /&gt;3) i forgot my speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets hope tomorrow goes well.&lt;br /&gt;if not i am so DEAD&lt;br /&gt;not to mention all my effort is thrown out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;sheesshh...&lt;br /&gt;and no special treat.&lt;br /&gt;no transformers.&lt;br /&gt;which i have been trying to watch over the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea,&lt;br /&gt;i found out the person who's been harassing me lately.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i call it harassing.&lt;br /&gt;you b****.&lt;br /&gt;i dont normally curse but if you were in my shoe, you would be pissed off too.&lt;br /&gt;mmg..&lt;br /&gt;haih...get a life a weh...&lt;br /&gt;xde keje ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha suddenly teringat wat happend ths morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'kabung ka..?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yes i am &lt;em&gt;merepeking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got a problem with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special mgs to b****:&lt;br /&gt;you do tht again i will SLAP you.&lt;br /&gt;im not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if you beg me to stop hitting you,&lt;br /&gt;i will carry on till you bleed to death.&lt;br /&gt;mark my words.&lt;br /&gt;sounds violent?&lt;br /&gt;well,that's me.&lt;br /&gt;you want to sue me?&lt;br /&gt;go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DONT GIVE A&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;tut tuut tuuuut tuuuut tuuuuuuuut&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or wat bart simpson always says: EAT SHORTS!&lt;br /&gt;or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:&lt;br /&gt;i know ur reading this,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;teacher ain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-7679318417365554305</id><published>2009-07-05T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T08:27:41.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mencari kebenaran</title><content type='html'>lets see if wat he said is true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time,&lt;br /&gt;there lived a boy,&lt;br /&gt;he dreams to be the best musician ever borned.&lt;br /&gt;girls admire him,&lt;br /&gt;guys want to be like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came a girl,&lt;br /&gt;minding her own business,&lt;br /&gt;reaching for the star,&lt;br /&gt;way up above her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day,&lt;br /&gt;the two met,&lt;br /&gt;but since that day,&lt;br /&gt;they can never be together,&lt;br /&gt;they fight,&lt;br /&gt;argue,&lt;br /&gt;quarrel,&lt;br /&gt;you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why aahh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-7679318417365554305?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/7679318417365554305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=7679318417365554305&amp;isPopup=true' title='61 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/7679318417365554305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/7679318417365554305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/07/mencari-kebenaran.html' title='mencari kebenaran'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>61</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-4717947369910717123</id><published>2009-07-04T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T16:04:48.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50-50</title><content type='html'>should i?&lt;br /&gt;or shouldn't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dilemma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is ticking.&lt;br /&gt;so,should i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-4717947369910717123?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-6268375865242566641</id><published>2009-07-01T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:44:58.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about a boy</title><content type='html'>he was the one who took it away from me&lt;br /&gt;he took it slowly and very quietly&lt;br /&gt;so quiet till i didnt even notice.&lt;br /&gt;not a sound...&lt;br /&gt;not a shadow...&lt;br /&gt;not a stir in the wind...&lt;br /&gt;the next thing i knew, it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes,he took my &lt;strong&gt;cadbury bytes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-6268375865242566641?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>92</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-7141418785763575248</id><published>2009-06-28T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:19:36.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>earth to WALLY</title><content type='html'>hey wally!&lt;br /&gt;are you home yet?&lt;br /&gt;i said i'll tell you the origin of WALLY&lt;br /&gt;so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the day when you helped me remove the cai na li?&lt;br /&gt;ingat tak?&lt;br /&gt;now, remeber when the pieces just fall apart in your hand?&lt;br /&gt;haha=p&lt;br /&gt;well, after that i went back to class and the word wall breaker crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i thought of  that for quite a bit but it was too long.&lt;br /&gt;then, WAL-LLY was ringing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;hahah so i decided to call you WAL-LLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SkdQbYM3l7I/AAAAAAAAATg/D-OxRE0kf3c/s1600-h/IMG_3840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/SkdQbYM3l7I/AAAAAAAAATg/D-OxRE0kf3c/s400/IMG_3840.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352335113436239794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanks for helping me remove the cai na li=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-7141418785763575248?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/7141418785763575248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1362841598300280867</id><published>2009-06-24T18:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:50:47.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love story</title><content type='html'>this post today is actually dedicated to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;after reading this, im pretty sure you can guess who this person is.&lt;br /&gt;or are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, before that, my oral marks kekal!&lt;br /&gt;wohoo!&lt;br /&gt;full bebeh!&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;thx hani for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;next event;public speaking=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway,back to the story&lt;br /&gt;td after i did my oral test, i went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;at that time it was sivik. 5ibs yg xamk tasawur came to our class.&lt;br /&gt;so there we were,(me n tut tuut)sitting at the back reading newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;*very odd.i hardly read newspaper*&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly ali came and sat satu meja with us.&lt;br /&gt;dunno how, we started talking about chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;then tut tuut said she likes chemistry more than physics.&lt;br /&gt;me and ali disagreed. we,or i think its just me, thinks physics is better. &lt;br /&gt;*by half a margin je*&lt;br /&gt;then ali said 'S' bukan name sebenar likes chemistry too.&lt;br /&gt;so aha! there's chemistry between the two of them: 'S' bukan name sebenar and tut tuut.&lt;br /&gt;then we saw 'S' bukan name sebenar walked past our class so we looked at tut tuut.&lt;br /&gt;haha she didnt wanna look at him!&lt;br /&gt;then 'S' bukan name sebenar came in our class and walked towards us.&lt;br /&gt;tut tuut still xnk pandang.&lt;br /&gt;MR.S (im tired of typing 'S' bukan name sebenar)&lt;br /&gt;came to give me back MY pencil.&lt;br /&gt;so i said, its not mine, its tut tuut's.&lt;br /&gt;so MR.S pon hulur la the pencil but tut tuut buat xtau je and looked away.&lt;br /&gt;shy eh..??&lt;br /&gt;MR.S kata, amk la.&lt;br /&gt;i said, its not mine, its tut tuut. give it to her la.&lt;br /&gt;haha tut tuut malu and sorok her face.&lt;br /&gt;*sorry,i cant resist*&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i took back my pencil and gave it to tut tuut in front of MR.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we talked and talked and talked...&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, tut tuut stood and went to her bag to get her chemistry books.&lt;br /&gt;me and ali;look, she cant wait to go to chemistry. ni mesti sbb ad MR.S kan?&lt;br /&gt;she said mne ade!&lt;br /&gt;she grew impatient. drumming her fingers. clearly tut tuut xsabar nk jmpe MR.S&lt;br /&gt;sabar wahai rakanku,you guys will have many months together.=P&lt;br /&gt;or ur whole life.&lt;br /&gt;*i see hearts everywhere*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then bla bla bla,chemistry class plk.&lt;br /&gt;we, 5ibh gabung with 5ibs.&lt;br /&gt;ske la tu si tut tuut.&lt;br /&gt;mse nk amk jelly tu i was standing next to tut tuut&lt;br /&gt;then i looked up and saw MR.S standing btol2 infront of tut tuut.&lt;br /&gt;ape lagi, hey, there's ur man!&lt;br /&gt;haha, luckyly MR.S didnt hear our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, we celebrated pn radziah's belated bday just now during chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i saw her wiping tears from her eyes...&lt;br /&gt;well, i feel like wishing her again.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BDAY TEACHER!&lt;br /&gt;she's young.*btol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, another part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;me and alyn went to koperasi to buy food.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, alyn pulled me aside.&lt;br /&gt;sure enough, it was &lt;strong&gt;pn marniza.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw her evil grin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sure enough; "cai na li!!!"&lt;br /&gt;aww come on teacher...&lt;br /&gt;i have learned my lesson, i swear!&lt;br /&gt;*pinky promise*&lt;br /&gt;then she said, xpe, i'll think of a new name this weekend ni.nnt i'll tell you next week.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* watever makes you happy teacher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got ready for extra class.&lt;br /&gt;physic!&lt;br /&gt;tgk2 kan. tut tuut and MR.S dok dekat2!&lt;br /&gt;haha btol!&lt;br /&gt;xcaye tanye ali! &lt;br /&gt;xcaye lagi tanye adam and topek!&lt;br /&gt;i asked tut tuut answer for question 6 i think,&lt;br /&gt;and ali tanye MR.S answer for question 6 too&lt;br /&gt;tgk2 they got the same answer.&lt;br /&gt;oohhh telepathy yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, warning to faiz;&lt;br /&gt;tut tuut is taken by MR.S&lt;br /&gt;so back off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey ali, we shud match more ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:tut tuut is not alyn.^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/ss: to those yg tau wat im talking about,spead the news!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1362841598300280867?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;see,us up there^^&lt;br /&gt;its about 3 friends went to travel around the world to learn about other culture.they then stop to a few countries and some miscomunication happened. they went to countries that hardly speak english; arab,italy,france,japan. long story short, message of the sketch is people around the world try to speak english,why can't you? do your part,speak english for the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had a lot of activities during the week. banyak la. they showed twilight ptg tu but i couldnt join coz extra class. hey,hey, have you guys watched new moon's trailer? capital OMG! *sigh*jacob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway,back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;one of the activities was battle of the top scorers. i had a feeling im gonna be chosen so i asked teacher syarifah but she said ask pn sufina and i did. so there i go,looking for her,up down,everywhere la. sadly xjmpe so back to class. teacher asked bg name sape. i said topek. wat,he was getting on  my nerve. ske ati je cmpak nme org for oral. he was..hmm..lets just say he wasnt happy bout it. ugut bk bom rumah la and stuff. oi,dats wat u get when u piss me off. peace^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day tu mmg for sure,my name was called. haha,lega ye kau topek. and someone leaked some info. dye kate topek takut gle smpai study mcm nk exam. huahuahua! dude,next time dont piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k,back to there story.&lt;br /&gt;english camp started from 8am to 10pm on saturday. yes, i just got back n trus blog.&lt;br /&gt;we played a lot of games. charade was fun. we got 4/5. not too shabby kan. then skip other games, we played Amazing Race. it was jolly fun.the aim is to find a treasure box with the help of clues. i have never run that sungguh2 in my whole life.haha yep,i dont run. it was jolly fun except when we got to 5th station. clue:"ni cai na li?" from china with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like..wat in the world?? ad ke tcer marniza gelak when i said that.&lt;br /&gt;the teachers kept repeating "atiyah,ni cai na li!!!"&lt;br /&gt;still,x phm phm jgk. aduii..&lt;br /&gt;"atiyah,you should know this! you out of all the students!"&lt;br /&gt;the teachers had fun torturing me. ni cai na li...&lt;br /&gt;how the hell am i suppose to know???&lt;br /&gt;so i think i stood there for 20 mins or so trying to figure things out. n yea,teachers were still laughing at me the whole time.rse cm nk nanges je.=(&lt;br /&gt;then finally, hani pulled me and told me the answer. &lt;br /&gt;god i cant believe it! how dumb could i possibly get???&lt;br /&gt;its great wall of china la mangkuk!! ayya..&lt;br /&gt;dh la great wall of china kt lobby tu i buat. still xphm2. keling ape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we went to hall coz i finally,yes ppl,FINALLY guessed wat d heck  ni cai na li is.&lt;br /&gt;then the english teachers came and laughed when they saw me. news spread among the other english teachers so quick. aaii...malu nye.&lt;br /&gt;ms jaja came and told me since i took a long time to guessed the answer,no secret recipe for me.&lt;br /&gt;i was like wat??? no way!&lt;br /&gt;so yea,that was wat the drama anak and mak tiri was all about kt dewan td.&lt;br /&gt;i had to do wat i had to do=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway, dh petang tu we had to present a song for camp fire night.&lt;br /&gt;at first blur je but hani gave us a song and things just fell into pieces there.&lt;br /&gt;at camp fire time each group presented their song. so here is our song, from &lt;strong&gt;Orange &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Survivors&lt;/strong&gt;,esp NUR ATIYAH NAJIHAH to all the teachers who made it oh so easy with the ni cai na li. enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(song:we will rock you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buddy old boy and his friends went to english camp &lt;br /&gt;trying to find a big treasure some day&lt;br /&gt;he got mud on his face&lt;br /&gt;a big disgrace&lt;br /&gt;kicking the can all over the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing:&lt;br /&gt;we will, we will find it!&lt;br /&gt;(but we didn't, but we didn't)&lt;br /&gt;we will, we will find it!&lt;br /&gt;(but we didn't, but we didn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we continued our journey&lt;br /&gt;with the help of friends and teachers all the way&lt;br /&gt;we got kicked along the way&lt;br /&gt;with grime on our face&lt;br /&gt;crying out,"teacher,what's cai na li???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing:&lt;br /&gt;we will, we will find it!&lt;br /&gt;(but we didn't, but we didn't)&lt;br /&gt;we will, we will find it!&lt;br /&gt;(but we didn't, no we didn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to group Orange Survivors for making it easy for me to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for ur cooperation on listening to me babbling and your patientcy with me through out the day. thank you for letting me use my own words on the lyrics and dedicating the song to our dear dear teachers who had a fun time torturing me with ni cai na li. thanks guys,u guys rawk!&lt;br /&gt;team members: atiyah, hani, fahmeeda, nani, elisa and our one and only guy,shafiq.&lt;br /&gt;and give a round of applause to shafiq for staying with us the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;wohoo!&lt;br /&gt;ok,im tired.&lt;br /&gt;nitey nite=)&lt;br /&gt;ps:i have another thing to post but 2mrw je la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-6364492753344898904?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6364492753344898904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6364492753344898904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-7606217158074256098</id><published>2009-06-19T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:23:45.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please dont leave me...</title><content type='html'>why?&lt;br /&gt;was it something i said?&lt;br /&gt;did i do something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;was it me?&lt;br /&gt;tell me...why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt we get along fine?&lt;br /&gt;i know i always ignore your words&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry for that.&lt;br /&gt;i know my actions sometimes tick you off.&lt;br /&gt;but that is not a reason to leave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you kept it a secret.&lt;br /&gt;why didnt you tell me ealier?&lt;br /&gt;so that the news wont hit me in the head?&lt;br /&gt;i found out today.&lt;br /&gt;yes,today.&lt;br /&gt;but you knew for quite a while kan?&lt;br /&gt;today i couldnt concentrate at all.&lt;br /&gt;u know why, coz the image of her lingers in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today,&lt;br /&gt;i saw you for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;i talked to you for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt dare to look you in the eyes because i know the tears in my eyes will betray me and fall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to p14(1): you took pn rahaizah away from me, then pn koh. now ur taking cikgu zaidi away from me too???&lt;br /&gt;aww come on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i am not in love with cikgu zaidi ok.&lt;br /&gt;leaving us is one thing,&lt;br /&gt;but leaving us with her is another excruciating thing!&lt;br /&gt;yes, her! pn roslina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-7606217158074256098?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/7606217158074256098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-4752391604227404664</id><published>2009-06-18T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:59:24.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>khas buat kau yang satu</title><content type='html'>tolong la grow up.&lt;br /&gt;for once,think about others.&lt;br /&gt;jgn pkir dri sendiri je.&lt;br /&gt;wat,u think ur so special?&lt;br /&gt;urgh,pls la.&lt;br /&gt;special my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makin lame mkin menyampah tgk perangai kau tau x?&lt;br /&gt;ingt org ske ke ko buat hal camtu?&lt;br /&gt;y not for once,help around.&lt;br /&gt;im not the only one here so get up off ur ass and do something for a change.&lt;br /&gt;wat a &lt;strong&gt;lazy ass&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough.be responsible for once and stop clinging on to me.fullstop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-7894823024637211498</id><published>2009-06-16T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:04:40.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is in the air;)</title><content type='html'>i see...&lt;br /&gt;people in love...&lt;br /&gt;everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha keep the love going!&lt;br /&gt;*xjeles pon*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-7894823024637211498?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2156613000730448900</id><published>2009-06-14T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:50:03.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say wat??</title><content type='html'>esk skolah???&lt;br /&gt;aaahh bugger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-2156613000730448900?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2156613000730448900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2156613000730448900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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knw,i knw, wat in d world is going on??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked it up,field marshall is a &lt;strong&gt;military officer &lt;/strong&gt;rank,it is the highest rank in armies in which it is used.&lt;br /&gt;(copy from wiki je)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my future career is a military officer?&lt;br /&gt;seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took a few other career test.&lt;br /&gt;the results are:&lt;br /&gt;(drumroll pls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a &lt;strong&gt;field marshall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a &lt;strong&gt;stabilizer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a &lt;strong&gt;specialist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the suitable career according to my result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;program designer&lt;br /&gt;attorney&lt;br /&gt;administrator&lt;br /&gt;office manager&lt;br /&gt;chemical engineer&lt;br /&gt;sales manager&lt;br /&gt;logistics consultant&lt;br /&gt;franchise owner&lt;br /&gt;new business developer&lt;br /&gt;personnel manager&lt;br /&gt;investment banker&lt;br /&gt;labor relations&lt;br /&gt;management trainer&lt;br /&gt;credit investigator&lt;br /&gt;mortgage broker&lt;br /&gt;corporate team trainer&lt;br /&gt;environmental engineer&lt;br /&gt;biomedical engineer&lt;br /&gt;business consultant&lt;br /&gt;educational consultant&lt;br /&gt;personal financial planner&lt;br /&gt;network integration...specialist&lt;br /&gt;media planner/buyer&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;bookkeeper, clerical supervisor, dental assistant, physical therapist, mechanic, radiology technologist, surveyor, chef, forester, geologist, landscaper designer, crisis hotline operator, teacher &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;my mum wants me to be an accountant.&lt;br /&gt;yea, me and math dont work well together,mi...&lt;br /&gt;so, adios amigos math!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-5449763442293486120?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-3941481141427675066</id><published>2009-06-10T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:08:39.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>june!</title><content type='html'>this is a kajian made by &lt;em&gt;doc fadzilah kamsar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since its june,i looked it up.&lt;br /&gt;plus my bday is in june=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Berfikiran jauh &amp; berwawasan.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;i'd like to think so&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Mudah ditawan kerana sikap baik.[&lt;em&gt;it depends.sape yg baik&lt;/em&gt;?]&lt;br /&gt;* Berperangai lemah lembut.[&lt;em&gt;urm...yeah,if u say so&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Mudah berubah sikap, perangai, idea dan mood.[&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Idea yang terlalu banyak di kepala.[&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Bersikap sensitif.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Mempunyai pemikiran yang aktif (sentiasa berfikir).[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Sukar melakukan sesuatu dengan segera.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Bersikap suka menangguh-nangguh.[&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Bersikap terlalu memilih &amp; mahukan yang terbaik.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Cepat marah &amp; cepat sejuk.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;not sure bout cepat sejuk,but cepat marah,YES.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Suka bercakap &amp; berdebat.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;i was born this way&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Suka buat lawak &amp; bergurau.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;sometimes&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Otaknya cerdas berangan-angan.[&lt;strong&gt;xxx&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;oh yeeeaaa!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Mudah berkawan &amp; pandai berkawan.[&lt;em&gt;i dunno...maybe?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* orang yang sangat tertib.[&lt;em&gt;urm..]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Pandai mempamerkan sikap.[&lt;em&gt;when it is needed&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Mudah kecil hati.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Mudah kena selsema.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;yea&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Suka berkemas.[&lt;em&gt;r u kidding me?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Cepat rasa bosan.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;yep&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Sikap terlalu memilih &amp; cerewet.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;of coz&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Kurang mempamerkan perasaan.[&lt;strong&gt;x&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;when it is needed,then yes&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Lambat untuk sembuh apabila terluka hati.[&lt;strong&gt;xx&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;oh u have no idea...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Suka pada barang yang berjenama.&lt;br /&gt;* Mudah menjadi eksekutif.[&lt;em&gt;i hope&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Kedegilan yang tidak terkawal.[&lt;strong&gt;xxx&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;i have to agree on this one&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;* Sesiapa yang memuji, dianggap musuh. Siapa yang menegur dianggap kawan.[&lt;strong&gt;xxx&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;true u kiss ass&lt;/em&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ticked the ones that i agree with.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..mne satu btol?&lt;br /&gt;well, u be d judge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-3941481141427675066?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/3941481141427675066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=3941481141427675066&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/3941481141427675066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;teacher...&lt;br /&gt;im not ready for this...&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year ok la.&lt;br /&gt;i came just to fill the spot.&lt;br /&gt;but this year?&lt;br /&gt;the spot IS mine.&lt;br /&gt;ayaa...&lt;br /&gt;cane ni..&lt;br /&gt;speech xbuat lagi.&lt;br /&gt;found the perfect topic...but tahap malas nak tulis tu mmg dh smpai tahap dewa dh.&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;guys, a lil help pls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-4596110038295393892?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/4596110038295393892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=4596110038295393892&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/4596110038295393892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/4596110038295393892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-wordmercy.html' title='one word-mercy.'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-5279674463078663116</id><published>2009-05-29T20:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:48:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bismillah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dengan lafaz bismillahirrahmanirahim, saya lancarkan CUTI 2 MINGGU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(YEEEAAAHHHH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cuti cuti cuti cuti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yea yea yea yeaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but sadly, this year is not much of a cuti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a lot of work needed to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a lot of books needed to be read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a lot of problems needed to be solved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a lot of ideas needed to be turned into reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a lot of..well, you get the idea, rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so today was the last day of the penggal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but to us form 5, its not something we want to shout about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cuti skolah still g skolah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ad klas tambahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;homework bertimbun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but at least there's a few things im looking forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;practice drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;built great wall of china.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;any idea where to buy polystrene?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;here are the list of things needed to be accomplished this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so called holiday:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wake up like usual, go to skool-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;klas tambahan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;finish &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; yg bertimbun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;study &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt; study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;go to sri ptri to watch &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;debate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;practise &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;buat &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;banner class&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;built&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; great wall of china&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;try to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;write an essay&lt;/span&gt; for english week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;write&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; speech&lt;/span&gt; for ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;stay alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;well, wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;and im outta here.&lt;br /&gt;desperate in need of movies&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/67090023431831011-5279674463078663116?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5279674463078663116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5279674463078663116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5279674463078663116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5279674463078663116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/bismillah.html' title='bismillah...'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-8171942870141205312</id><published>2009-05-26T14:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:00:50.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday topek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;17 years ago, on the 26th may 1992,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a boy was born.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was given the name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUHAMMAD TAUFIQ BIN ROSLAN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so, today, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;26th may 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we celebrated his bday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;its not much of a bday, but it was the best we came up with at short notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it started a week ago when we realised topek's bday is coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so, i wanted to do something 'nice', who knows, &lt;em&gt;maybe after this he'll be nicer to us=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so me alyn started talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;at first nak beli cake and party poppers, but lupe plk nk mntak duit kt cikgu friday tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so malam tu, me and alyn discussed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut sruh bwk tepung,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;alyn plk nk bwk telur,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;n a lil bit of sugar, salt and eveything nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then we talked bout what to throw at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i wanted my so called revenge, so i said;&lt;em&gt;what about my bag? i'll load it up with tons of books.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then we started talking about baling kasut, but she stopped me from doing so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;discuss discuss lagi, tbe2 idea nk baling pisang kt topek muncul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we thought of doing that, letak pisang tanduk dlm beg but...pisang xsempat beli la plk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we decided to call it 'the year of the monkey'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;perfect combination: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pisang gorenngg&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;anyway, we, that is myself n alyn teamed up and asked chip for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tolong stall kan topek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;xsmpai kls lgi dh boleh dgr suara topek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tbe2 topek kluar, ckp ngan chip=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so we had a few minutes to gather ppl up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;dh gather, tunggu topek msk plk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mmg susah, kejap kluar kjp masuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ktrng pon tunggu la ngan penuh kesabaran...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tbe2 topek masuk n dok kt meja blakng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;dye tnye; asl korang kumpul rmai2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ayu plk dgn slambernye g kt topek...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SERANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;of course, i wouldnt miss the opputunity so i joined as well=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sh5LYBdcgKI/AAAAAAAAARI/IerRRUhErYo/s1600-h/IMG_3592.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340789084188868770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sh5LYBdcgKI/AAAAAAAAARI/IerRRUhErYo/s400/IMG_3592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; we showered him with glitter so it was a very glittery day for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;topek kata mcm nk g disco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this is him after kne attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sh5LYKLmg0I/AAAAAAAAARA/09hobI10Iz0/s1600-h/IMG_3593.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340789086529946434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sh5LYKLmg0I/AAAAAAAAARA/09hobI10Iz0/s400/IMG_3593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; this is him again, after kne attack 2 kali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;dont worry, glitter bnyk lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;there's more coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;he was on his way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ayu xpuas hati lagi so dye g serang topek again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;high five, ayu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sh5LXjNNdbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rA2z2eKyqto/s1600-h/IMG_3594.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340789076067710386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sh5LXjNNdbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/rA2z2eKyqto/s400/IMG_3594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so yea, that was it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;kjap je ktorng serang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;blk tu tepung plk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then life went back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;study jgn xstudy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sh5KH5jTIpI/AAAAAAAAAQY/EP0mqnYrbaU/s1600-h/IMG_3628.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tomorrow's exam:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; CHEMISTRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;that explains why min tension...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sh5KHi4dbgI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hP01EqMVmSc/s1600-h/IMG_3624.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340787701591141890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sh5KHi4dbgI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hP01EqMVmSc/s320/IMG_3624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh yea, topek found out the glitter was my idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;lets all hope he'll &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;forget my bday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;please please please please please please forget my bday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i promise i'll be a lil nice after this. i swear&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/67090023431831011-8171942870141205312?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/8171942870141205312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-8852289640841332047</id><published>2009-05-25T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:14:16.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pabila diri mula bermonolog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmm..comel nye cikgu hari ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ah, look at that, so tiny. so cute.so-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oi, snap out of it. exam la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nmpak paper kt dpn ko tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ble nk jwab? kosong lagi tau x...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ish, nk jwb la ni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ok, hmm...specific latent heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;heh, cant be that hard...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ish..susaah laa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ape bnde ni???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nnt la aku jawab. skip dlu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmm..ptg ni nk buat ape ek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tdo dlu, mlm bru study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yup, sounds like a good plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*pang*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oi, sape nk jwab paper physic ko tu hah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;adeh...susah la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;dah la xstudy form 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yg aku study bkan nk masuk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tension,tension..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok tyah, focus!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can do this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;c'mon la, you understand this better than u understand chemistry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now put more effort into it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ok,ok..no need to get all cheery on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sheesh...k, back to the questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yeeeaaa i know this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ok, no of coil. eh jap, size of current..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;eh, which one hah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;alaamak. cikgu kte ape ha hri tu time peka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i wonder how he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh, what is he doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;if only he was here to help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oohh &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tut tut tuuuuttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmm..what did he say hari tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh yea..hehe, so sweet of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i wonder if he fe-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*dushdush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oi, ko xyah nk angn2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;paper xsiap jwb ad hati nk angan2 psl si dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;eleehh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dh, jawab la cepat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tinggal 45 min je lgi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ye la, ye la, aku nk jwb la ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;xreti sabar btol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ish, laparnye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;eh, mne plk btol aku ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;alaa, lupe..puasa laa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;k, cepat jwb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ish, ape ckgu ni...have pity on us please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;habis la kne marah lps ni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;klas dh bminggu2 xmsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;bku dh b'habuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;otak dh kosong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yg ad mimpi &amp;amp; angan2 je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sedar xsedar, cikgu kutip kertas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear teacher, im sorry!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my answers semua merepek belaka.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lukisan exagerate &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;skeettt je&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soalan objektif main tembak semua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ish, ni lapar pnye pasal la ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;please help me quit &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;daydreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-8852289640841332047?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/8852289640841332047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=8852289640841332047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/8852289640841332047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/8852289640841332047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/pabila-diri-mula-bermonolog.html' title='pabila diri mula bermonolog...'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-859251700980646362</id><published>2009-05-22T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:34:22.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speak up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;is a place where you spend most of your time, whether with your friends or teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;whoever la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;asalkan ada orang,right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it is a place of knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ya know, &lt;em&gt;broaden your mind&lt;/em&gt; and stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(harry potter=D)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;in the early days of our life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we were sent to nursery, pre-school, tadika, and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmm..i haven't figured that out yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but i guess it is to train us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ya know, like the saying &lt;em&gt;'melentur buluh biarlah dari rebungnya'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;honestly, all i remember was taking loads of naps, and...yea, naps je la yang i remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and the naps do come in handy nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then we were sent to primary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this is where our talent is recognised. well, sooner or later around that age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;though we didnt realise it back then, somewhere in the back of our head, we kinda get the idea of what we wanted to be, &lt;strong&gt;WHO we wanted to be&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;even if you dont see it at this stage, someone is bound to notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;for example; teachers or parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;honestly, at this stage, i didnt know what i wanted to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;maybe coz i haven't seen the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;or i wasnt paying attention, you knw, being a kid and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and that was why my parents allow me to go to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;summer university&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then, baru i get the idea of who i wanted to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but then, you know how parents are, they always wants the best for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i guess what i chose wasnt &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; enough...=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;anyway, now we step into the world of teenagers; secondary school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;to me, this is the&lt;strong&gt; best&lt;/strong&gt; and most i&lt;strong&gt;mportant&lt;/strong&gt; years of our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mine, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this is where not only our talent and potential is recognised clearly, it is also the best time to develop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this is where and when we learn about ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we develop ourselves at this stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we mould into a character; us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;here is were school plays an important role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;as it is the school, there is bound to be activities, thus, oppotunities, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;students get to show what they have; potential, talent, qualities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;school, on the other hand, is suppose to support the students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPPORT THEM BY ALL MEANS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;not slander them down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;because school is where the students spend most of their time in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it is our 2nd home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;teachers are our 2nd parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;they not only teach us, but love and care for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;like parent, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so, shoudn't teachers support us by all means?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;im not gonna talk about other teachers, they're great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but this is dedicated to this one and only teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the administrator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE&lt;/em&gt; administrator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you should be proud of us; your students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you shouldn't slander us down, make us feel like crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;be proud of us for godness sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we compete, we sacrificed our time in class, we crack our brains, god knows what we have to do to get this far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and yet, you're still not satisfied, not proud of us, not thanking us for our efforts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;dudette, open your eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;respect us as students, and we in return will respect you as a pengetua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;students have the rights to be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the saying &lt;em&gt;'children are to be seen, not heard' &lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;no longer exist&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;end of story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&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/67090023431831011-859251700980646362?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/859251700980646362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=859251700980646362&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/859251700980646362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/859251700980646362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/speak-up.html' title='speak up!'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2928842583895226393</id><published>2009-05-20T22:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:36:19.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please &lt;em&gt;try &lt;/em&gt;to understand me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hve feelings too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;that's all i ask for...&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/67090023431831011-2928842583895226393?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2928842583895226393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2928842583895226393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2928842583895226393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2928842583895226393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-thought.html' title='just a thought.'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-41439861011226955</id><published>2009-05-19T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:37:01.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>word of wisdom for today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKltIk9hLI/AAAAAAAAANU/1JLBkwwOIak/s1600-h/IMG_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337510703202665650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKltIk9hLI/AAAAAAAAANU/1JLBkwwOIak/s400/IMG_3479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; the word of wisdom for today is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"be a man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grow a back bone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do the right thing."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hehe,peace=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;p/s: sorry chip, cant help myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKltIk9hLI/AAAAAAAAANU/1JLBkwwOIak/s72-c/IMG_3479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-1401420093031501356</id><published>2009-05-18T22:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:38:14.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teachers' day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;aaah, finally blh online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;today was quite a tiring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we celebrated &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEACHERS' DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this morning, teddy gave me a basket wit cakes in it kt tpak phimpunan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was so empty so i had to do sumthing bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;thnk god smpat beli kertas organza ysterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;last minute la kan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we were in a rush so pls excuse me for d decoration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this was d best i could do in 5 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKqoUbu7LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/I2LA8OtjOuo/s1600-h/IMG_3347.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337516118043978930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKqoUbu7LI/AAAAAAAAAOk/I2LA8OtjOuo/s320/IMG_3347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; we didnt plan anything for pn radziah but at the last minute, i got an idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;at first plan nk ltak gmbar klas, but since there's 'too many' of us, i decided to go with doing sumthing like a collage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;d whole class agreed, but it was only me n alyn yg buat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we did this ysterday, beli n print pon ysterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i love the expression on pn radziah's face when we gave her the frame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was priceless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she loved it. n she even hugged it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;man, i would do anything to see that face again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hehe, i already have something up my sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKqQAAp-tI/AAAAAAAAAOc/LR4uDPFUw0g/s1600-h/IMG_3393.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337515700244839122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKqQAAp-tI/AAAAAAAAAOc/LR4uDPFUw0g/s320/IMG_3393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then moving on to games.&lt;br /&gt;teachers tahun ni are more sporting men game than last year.&lt;br /&gt;this year, smpai tolak2.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, teachers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKqE0fwlFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8wuWkfo6QbI/s1600-h/IMG_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337515508175508562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKqE0fwlFI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8wuWkfo6QbI/s320/IMG_3477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; guess who was d last two?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, pn rasenah vs cikgu practical.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, guess who won?&lt;br /&gt;ckgu practical!&lt;br /&gt;woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKp72xqeoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/i0Fw2Bfsv7I/s1600-h/IMG_3481.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337515354168654466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKp72xqeoI/AAAAAAAAAOM/i0Fw2Bfsv7I/s320/IMG_3481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last skali, we went to pn radziah's room to wish her.&lt;br /&gt;plan nk sruh all &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 ibnu hayyans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but phm2 je la kan, &lt;em&gt;'ramai sgt'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a picture of us girls.&lt;br /&gt;but ain's missing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKpYier8nI/AAAAAAAAAN8/eCOXKOKtDC4/s1600-h/IMG_3510.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337514747424928370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/ShKpYier8nI/AAAAAAAAAN8/eCOXKOKtDC4/s320/IMG_3510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, another thing dat made my day was i got to 'serve the dish'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mwahahah revenge is swee-eet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt plan anything, but the oppotunities came.&lt;br /&gt;twice plk tu.&lt;br /&gt;hahah, when the oppotunities come knocking on ur door, u shud just grab it.&lt;br /&gt;and dats wat i did.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, would you let it pass by just like that???&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ahh, i forgot to write bout the performance, thnx for the heads up azrin=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so yea,td band skolah performed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;first song i dont reli recognise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;2nd song bru familiar; &lt;strong&gt;situasi by bunkface&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the band was awesome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but rahim...&lt;em&gt;well, keep rocking, dude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and wahai azrin, npe la dok jauh sgt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it looked like band tu pecah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hope there's another performance by them soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and if there is, be sure to inform me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;dont wanna miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well, congratz and good job guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hfz came to teach me n alyn math today.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, he was expecting food.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* boys...&lt;br /&gt;and u knw, mmg coincedence btol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we were all wearing green.&lt;br /&gt;me, hfz, frd,ena, niyah, umi and guess wat, even my dad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hah, welcome to the family, buddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-1401420093031501356?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/1401420093031501356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=1401420093031501356&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-9088637590062342912</id><published>2009-05-17T20:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:38:41.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;waahh penatnyee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;setelah puas memujuk and merayu ibuku, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;baru la dpt g mines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wat, i didnt force her, we made pinky promise.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so off we went to mines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nk bli hadiah hri guru from english club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;as usual, i do most of the work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then we went to look for kdai gmbar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nk cuci gmbar kaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ntah la npe ngn putajaya, sume tutup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oi, xnk untung kaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so me n alyn went to this one shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it has this one machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;OMG I LOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hahaha, it was awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(obviously this was my first time using it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;insert disk or memory card or bluetooth, then pick d pictures you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; voila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;its done. just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i want dat for my bday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;anyone nk belikan x???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;please?:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promise i'll be nice after this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;super nice, in fact!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;___________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: all d best to everyone tomorrow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(esp for d performers)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-9088637590062342912?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2302196433560496389</id><published>2009-05-16T19:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:39:15.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cartoon or anime?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sg6foyvu7gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Gf8SDni1-_0/s1600-h/avatar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336378131646180866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sg6foyvu7gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Gf8SDni1-_0/s200/avatar.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;today is teachers' day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;since its on saturday, we're gonna celebrate next monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but im not gonna write anything about that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i'll write bout it on monday.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wat i wanted to write about is d picture above ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i think this is d only cartoon or anime (watever u guys call it) i am reli interested in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my goodness i thnk im in love wit this thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it looks like a simple cartoon/anime, but the moral values in it are so amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you should try watching it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;its so AMAZING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and this comes from a person who hardly watch any cartoon/anime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;its something about overcoming the evil in the world but not through violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;seriously, this cartoon/anime really opened my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;all the things that has happened to me in my life finally made sense when i watched it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it kinda explained everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;isnt it weird that a cartoon can contain so much and make so much sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmm...i should watch more of these..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;why all of a sudden i watch cartoon/anime?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my sis bru blk dr uitm jengka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so now everyone's home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;aahh, sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;just now also my fren called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;he thought of asking me to join him go to seremban to see 'ehem ehem'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hehe, xpe la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i mean, i really dont want to menyebok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;im pretty sure she's dying to see you, not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so, all the best for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; stop d curious feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; just be yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; call her mom auntie, not makcik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;bakal mak mtua tuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh, and another thing, i found out forum dpt no brape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hisy, korang ni nk nyorok plk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;its better if you guys tell me coz if you dont, im gonna use every way possible to find out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;like wat most ppl say bout me; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i always do the opposite of wat ppl tell me to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hey, not my fault. i was born this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ask my parents n sisters. they would know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;everyone askd min and aufa but they refused to tell us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;because i was so curious, i kinda &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tricked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; one of d peserta forum into telling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sorry, i cant help myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;of coz im not gonna tell wat no u got here, so my lips are sealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i guess the others will just have to wait till they're ready to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh yea, today ad org ajak g SAS utk hari karnival or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;honestly speaking, there's no reason for me to be there so i didnt go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sorry druggie, i've had enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pls close the door on your way out.thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;suckerrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nothing more to say so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;im outta here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;p/s: mommyyy take me to living cabin laaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*sob sob*&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/67090023431831011-2302196433560496389?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2302196433560496389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2302196433560496389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2302196433560496389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2302196433560496389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/cartoon-or-anime.html' title='cartoon or anime?'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sg6foyvu7gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Gf8SDni1-_0/s72-c/avatar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-4140502484693151201</id><published>2009-05-15T23:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:39:47.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sg7VH-LHGSI/AAAAAAAAANI/HUtb8UfF4p8/s1600-h/bi..JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336436941406017826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sg7VH-LHGSI/AAAAAAAAANI/HUtb8UfF4p8/s320/bi..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;td exam english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ok la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wait, it was not ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was &lt;strong&gt;HARD&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;rse nk nanges je jwb td.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we sat for paper 1 first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;of course, both essays; directed and..and..urm...dunno wat its called.composition eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i started with d essay yg bg points dlu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;boleh la tahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;obviously, dh bg points kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but i think i did sumthing wrong.forgot how the format is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh well, we'll see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;after that we sat for paper 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG SUSAH GILERR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;if this is how SPM works, then kill me now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;objectives boleh la jawab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;except questions 3 and 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;3 was confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;4? wat d heck man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;n as usual, soalan grammar mmg hancur la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then proceed to the next questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;summary and some other questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;d questions were confusing. the summary tu i just dont get ape yg dye nk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but tulis je la. 25 marks tu. aint gonna waste it just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;next, literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i didnt read so mmg jwb pakai common sense je la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hopefully btol=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then soalan novel plk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i saw my classmates smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yep, they scored there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;i got distracted coz of the noises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;world war 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was happening outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;honestly, we're sitting for our exam and you're shifting the lockers around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;perfect timing btol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;thank you bnyk2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;once again, we'll see how d result is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(fingers cross)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;i actually finished early coz i thought i didnt have enough time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ni la akibat xpakai jam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;p/s: as a prove, look at d pix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pening woo jwb paper BI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/67090023431831011-4140502484693151201?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/4140502484693151201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=4140502484693151201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/4140502484693151201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/4140502484693151201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-lagi.html' title='exam lagi'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sg7VH-LHGSI/AAAAAAAAANI/HUtb8UfF4p8/s72-c/bi..JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-6906800956080855729</id><published>2009-05-14T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:40:13.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, exam datang lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;exam tdi was 'ok'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i cant believe i fell asleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;argh!habis la karangan aku!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;why oh why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the weird thing is, i fell asleep but i was still writing so of course, merapu habis la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;paper bm 1 was ok la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then masuk bahagian esei yg 100 markah tu dah blur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i answered the first question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pasal gejala lumba haram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh well, wat to do, just wait for the result la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;why ws i so sleepy and tired today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well, something came up last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;a fren was feeling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well, you knw wat they say; a fren in need is a fren indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;he said i cheered him up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hehe, i didnt know i could do that.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;he has a thing with feeling curious which he cant stop or resist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so syfqh, if ur reading this, its normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;he was born this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hehe,no offence hfz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so, let that be a lesson to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;never ever ever ever EVER&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;hurt a girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;coz you will pay for it;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but anyways, glad you guys dh ok. keep up the good work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and you know i'm here if you need me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;another reason as why i was so tired and sleepy was bcoz another fren called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i didnt mind, reli coz dh lme x jmpe or dgr berita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;he too was feeling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so he called and we talked bout things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;why he was bored and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it turns out he misses someone;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ya know wat i realised, both of them alwys call after one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so in one night or in a day, i will receive 2 phne calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and dat reli cheered me up to know dat i can cheer u guys up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well, over all, i had a pretty loving nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love was in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;hehe, rock on babe.&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/67090023431831011-6906800956080855729?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6906800956080855729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6906800956080855729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6906800956080855729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6906800956080855729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-exam-datang-lagi.html' title='oh, exam datang lagi'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2647921022789500718</id><published>2009-05-13T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:41:40.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of a hot day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;today is the end of a hot day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hooyay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;bout time u know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this morning i came late.again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;bcoz i woke up late.again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but somehow xkne denda pon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hehehe, lucky me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sampai je i rushed to tapak perhimpunan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;as soon as my butt touched d ground, cikgu said;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"that's all for today, you can stand up and go back to your class"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i was like; wat...? i just sat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh well, i guess dats wat u get when u come late.again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;went back to class, everything was ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my momma made pudings for d debaters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i gave all of them one.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sadly, i cant reli eat but wat d heck, its so good so makan je la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;(stupid lactose intolerence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;before recess we had EST, then my sis' fren came and told me niyah puked in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my first reaction; &lt;em&gt;EEWWWW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wat, i dont work wit all this puking business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so i came back to class, told teacher i need to be 'excused'. here was how it went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; teacher, may i go out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;teacher; why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; my sister puked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut; she's cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; no la, she PUKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut; puked? pe bende tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut; hah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; muntah la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;topek; sape bapak dye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; ko jgn nk kurang ajar eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;topek; aku x kata pon...(bla bla bla bla)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;teacher; taufiq, its not a question to joke about. imagine somone asking you dat question to your sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; yeah..you&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;tut tut tuuutt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;i know we fight a lot but i am d only one who can make fun of her. its my job to do so. but when someone else buat camtu kt dye, oi, silap org la. i will give you a hard time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so off i went when sabut asked me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut; nak gi mne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; balik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut; nak ikot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; jom la cepat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut started packing so i walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut; beg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; npe ngan beg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut; nape x bwak beg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; hah? eh, aku xbalik la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sabut; haa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; aku men2 je la...aku dtg balik jap lagi.k, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so i left sabut hanging and confused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hahaha, sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so me alyn went to her class n took her to bilik kesihatan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;before dat called my dad, but he's at Bentong.(i hope i got d name rite..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so called my momma, she didnt drive to work today so had to wait for her to come with a fren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;dlm bilik kesihatan tu a few things were exposed. &lt;em&gt;all the little secrets&lt;/em&gt;. niyah, niyah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;teacher were supposed to send her to clinic but somehow she didnt pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she said 'org pejabat' said x boleh sbb only kes emegency je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;OI, she has headache, she puked, collapsed, cramp, and were suffacating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wat do you call dat???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wat, you need to see blood baru nk call it an emergency ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so, my momma came and drove us to clicic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me and alyn tagged along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;my reason: my sis x sihat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;alyn's reason: my neighbour x sihat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yea, she's my neighbor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;n you knw wat, they think me and alyn are twins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hhmmm...isnt dat interesting...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;after dh settle everything, it was around 1.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so we went to lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;on d way back to school my momma asked for baki. she gave me rm50 to buy food for me,my twin(alyn), n niyah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so i gave her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;coz i was short of money, i said; you knw, my rm 10 is with the baki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i was actually kididng, but she gave me rm10.thx=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then niyah nyebok je n asked for money too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so my momma was like; alyn xnk ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; of coz she wants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;momma; hmm..xpayah la. since you two are twins, share la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hey, dats not how it works!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so, dh smpai skolah. niyah dpt balik...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it ws already 2.30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;suddenly chip walked past my class to give back bekas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chip was like; im so sorry, sorry sgt2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me;hmm..why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Chip; well, when i was washing it, then it chipped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; why is it chipped, Chip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so now i have already given nicknames to &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;adam,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sab&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;from now, they are known as&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; chip&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; sammy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;teddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the reasons and stories behind the name shall remain secret.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-2647921022789500718?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2647921022789500718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2647921022789500718&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2647921022789500718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2647921022789500718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-hot-day.html' title='the end of a hot day'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2447195506997334302</id><published>2009-05-12T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:03:30.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another hot day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sg2EyEs8o3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/V9N4QVXu8Dw/s1600-h/IMG_3213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336067129294496626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sg2EyEs8o3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/V9N4QVXu8Dw/s400/IMG_3213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i dont reli have much to say actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hari ni tulis pon coz ade peminat setia yg nk bace.hehe...=p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;kidding la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;neway, today, another hot day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;to top it all off, ad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fire drill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pulekk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;haih, hotness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was during bm, we were acting out a scene tajuk kejar rama-rama or somthing like that la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i got watak pedagang. nsib baik xdpt nenek ape ntah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;since orang xramai, watak banyak, cikgu zaidi offer jadi watak perempuan ghairah.huahuahuaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tgh syok bace, the bell rang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mmg dh bagi warning hari ni ad fire drill, tp ad plk yg hysterical. malalak dan melolong. kesiann..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so we had to move quickly tp standard la, we didnt take it seriously. sorry teachers.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;anugerah paling semangat lari diberikan kpd muhammad zharif bin esa a.k.a abang Z.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so ktrng kne berjemur di bawah sinaran matahari yang redup lagi dingin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it took us about 7 mins to clear the school ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the time taken is supposed to be less than 5 mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;xpe, ni bru practice.nnt d real fire (insyallah xde) ktrng lari bersungguh2.macam zharif.hhahha=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ktrng sempt lg tngkap gmbr. topek and sabut. heih, dunno la wat to say about them. nk kte *** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;xbaik plk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cikgu dolah&lt;/span&gt; ckap2 sket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oleh kerana cuaca panas, bdk2 dh xtahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;cikgu dolah&lt;/span&gt; was wearing all green, so one of the student dh xtahan sgt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;he shouted; abang hijau, tolong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then, sabut to the rescue. he shouted; oi, sape yg ajar ko pj ha??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nk backup cikgu dolah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-so evrything dh ok, dh blh masuk skolah n of coz, blaja blk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the debaters met, unplanned ye, and talked. suddenly we saw CIKGU ZAIDI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;heh, ad hati nk lari dr ktrng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we went to claim, but mcm biasa, he ignored us, buat2 xtau wat we were talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cikgu,cikgu...kan kte ad kelas bm same2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i know its weird of me to say it, but,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;cikgu, i know where you live...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-so then life was back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh yea, we made a list for cikgu zaidi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you are soo gonna be broke this month&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and another thing, the longer you ignore us, the longer the list gets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hehe.peace.=)&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/67090023431831011-2447195506997334302?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2447195506997334302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2447195506997334302&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2447195506997334302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2447195506997334302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-hot-day.html' title='another hot day'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sg2EyEs8o3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/V9N4QVXu8Dw/s72-c/IMG_3213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2098555759600339198</id><published>2009-05-11T22:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:07:48.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wats wit d temperature?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;did u notice today was &lt;em&gt;sooo hot&lt;/em&gt;???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ayyaa...x tahan maa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this morning, as usual, woke up to go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was around 7.10 when we bertolak. we were in a rush, takot lambat pnye pasal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tibe2, my dad turn left instead of right. nk gi petronas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i was like "whaatt???we're already late!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but what to do, can't make a u-turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;as a result, i came late this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i got to school and teacher zalilah was waiting for me asking where the certifictes were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;as far as i know, i put it in the library, same place as the trophies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;teacher said she looked for it but couldn't find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so we went to look for it and voila! its there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmmm...isn't that interesting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;today during assembly, they announced bout the debate thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and they announced we're representing putrajaya to nationals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;assembly was quite short. datin was nowhere to be seen. i wonder why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so we went to class. alyn gave me a big piece of chocolate cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;r u trying to sabotage me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;u knw im suppose to be on a diet kan. ish3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;kidding,kidding alyn, if ur reading this=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me and alyn were talking, suddenly &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;topek&lt;/span&gt; masuk; clapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;was i embaressed? yea, a bit la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we had 2 periods of add math but our teacher tgh sarat so we end up doing LK.as usual la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me and fatin were sitting next to each other. fatin got up and tersiku my head.ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;topek&lt;/span&gt;; ish fatin ni, elok-elok la sket. tgk dh kne kepala tiyah. dh la dye nk g debate nasional nnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i was like; ye la topek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;that brings me to the next topic, &lt;strong&gt;law.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;an 'anonymous' told me bdak law ni agak sombong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;at that time, me n umi were in the car, baru hantar kakak balik UIA, so i asked her if its true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she said;yea, bdk law are quite sombong la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;thank god i gave up on being a lawyer 3 years ago.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so i asked umi; im in debate, would i be like that later on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;umi; yes, but you have to learn to control la. not everyone is going to turn out like that. so tiyah, you have to control yourself. dont let yourself be like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me; ...ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;im worried that i'll turn out like that so guys, if i change, please tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh yea, sammy said earlier she couldnt go to nasional so teacher found a replacement. honestly speaking, we got this far as a team, why not go further as a team as well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;maybe by putting someone else in, it might make a difference for us to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we're a team, we worked hard to get this far together. so together we shall go, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;im sorry to 'whom it may concern', its not that we dont like you. we have nothing against you,it's just we did this as a team. we pretty much know each other so well over the past month. we spend a lot of time together, we make stupid idiotic jokes freely without feeling embarressed,we stayed up till morning together, we know each other's live, we are in each other's lives. sorry if i sound snobbish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sammy said her mom xbagi unless she knows the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;that's ok sam, we got your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;if she doesn't agree and won't let you go,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i am gonna camp outside your house and will not move until she agrees to let you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;who's with me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;i said, who's with me???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fine then&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;aaah,lupe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i havent finished the physic work pn hazrina gave 2 weeks ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she asked for it just now and i said; dh siap dh teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;honestly, xstart pon lagi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i didnt have a choice. its either lie, white lie ok, or get screeched at and cubit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;which one would you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh yea, azrin just told me if they win lagu and puisi, which i know they can win (GO AZRIN!), they're going to sabah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nk g skali!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tp itu hanya angan2 kosongku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/67090023431831011-2098555759600339198?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-6458171276200472007</id><published>2009-05-08T22:56:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:10:06.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>debate final 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;juz now &lt;em&gt;debate final&lt;/em&gt; was held&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the night before , nobody reli slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ad pon, tdo lambat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sammy didnt evn sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;poor her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;final english debate was between smk p16(1) and smk p11(1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;p16 went national last year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we on the other hand has NEVER past the 1st round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so this is our first time ever going to the final round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nerve racking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this morning we had to draw lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;eliza drew for p16, i drew for p11(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i let her drew first coz manners la, dh nme pon tuan rumah kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she got government, us; opposition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the motion: &lt;em&gt;as men progresses in ICT, he regresses in humanity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we were glad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmm...sammy wasnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we had to be xtra careful coz p16 saw us debating ysterday n they were observing us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so we had a few strategies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;obviously im not gonna tell ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;in d quarntd room we were laughing more than worrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was fun la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;throwing jokes here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then the hour was up and we were whisked away to bilik audio visual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;dh ready tu suddenly one of the judge briefed us of things not to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we were like 'wat??'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;where's the fun in that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so dat was why debate final tak segempak as yesterday's esp 2nd round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;u know wat i noticed, our team yg banyk cooperate wit each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yg lain macam buat keje sendiri je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;wit us, pink post its were flying around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh yea, my dad came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i was SHOCKED beyond recovering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i stood there with my mouth hanging open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;but everything went well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;dah habis debate tu everyone gathered at audia visual room for closing ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;at this point, we were kinda sure p16 won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;they announced the winner for debat bm. it was between p16 and p8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;p16 won. congrats guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then pn marniza announced for debate english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i remember her exact words.hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this house believe in the motion as men progresses in ICT, he regresses in humanity is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;REJECTED&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;---------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i was like, yea, i thought so, we lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then i looked back coz bising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i saw our school were cheering and clapping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then i looked at hani. clearly we all were confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then it hit us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE WON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hhahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sammy lagi la,she was like,ok, we lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then she looked at her paper and realised we were the opposition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then she realised we won.hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh, i just found out something from alyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she was d one who first realised we won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;alyn said najwa realised dah we won, but bcoz we didnt cheer, she was confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it went like this, when teacher announced the motion is rejected, she clapped and said; yay! kte menang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then when she saw our faces, she got confused and said; eh, salah eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hahahahaa, sorry darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh oh, adam was d best speaker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hip hip hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so pretty much we were d last one in d room to realise we won. hahaha silly us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we were completely dumbstrucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;xsempat celebrate langsung we were asked to go to meeting room. joy killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;there we talked about the national level, how we could've done the debate better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i ws so frustrated coz we planned already but the judge said x boleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh well, wat to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so then after the briefing, we went to bilik jamuan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and the day ended.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so balik rumah TDO puas2.yeaahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;p/s:btw, some parts are not meant to be shared except between the debaters and teachers, so i didnt bother putting it here. nnt kontroversi. bahaya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well, cheers.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;one more thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;d other day before debate, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cikgu zaidi&lt;/span&gt; asked, "boleh buat ke ni?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so we were like boleh pnye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cikgu zaidi&lt;/span&gt;; kalau masuk semi-final, semi-final je, saya belanja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i said; pizzahut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cikgu zaidi&lt;/span&gt;; pizzahut je??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so we got into semi-final and are going to go final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we asked him; cikgu, ktorng dh masuk final. double la kan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cikgu zaidi&lt;/span&gt;; eh, mne ade sy kte ape2. ok lah, kalau awk menang, saya belanja, kalau kalah, cancel semua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me, hani, adam, sam n najwa; mane boleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so we got into final and won.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we hunted him down yesterday, but he just kept missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we kept looking at him but he avoided our looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no worries though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to cikgu zaidi: you are so going down mister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mwahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;_______________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yea, me n hani nazar if we win, puasa 1 week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so 1 week it is.;)&lt;/em&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/67090023431831011-6458171276200472007?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/6458171276200472007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=6458171276200472007&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6458171276200472007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/6458171276200472007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/debate-final-2009.html' title='debate final 2009'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-5366096785447800759</id><published>2009-05-07T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:13:23.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>debate 1st round n semi-final-smk 14(1) and smk 8(1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we had our debate juz now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;fuh, mmg tiring la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the first title was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;'saying yes is better than saying no'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;time cabut undi i dont know why i was so nice to let my opponents cabut dlu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh well, they got government and we got opposition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the first thing that popped in my head was; sammy xsmayang hajat ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so i had to walk away to tell them we got opposition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;sammy said; alaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;n she went pale. she's pale as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;no offence, sam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then we were quarntind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we were against smk p14(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1st speaker: sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2nd speaker: adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;3rd speaker; hani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pretty easy la but then again i was reserved for this topic coz i aimed for government. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;me n rusnajwa sat at d back jotting down POI's n rebuttal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;all was well, hani was no longer fired up, but firing away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;too bad coz we reli like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then we were against smk p8(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;we got government. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;title? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;violence against children is not a parental right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1st speaker; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2nd speaker; adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3rd speaker; rusnajwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;reserves; hani n sammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;alyn said from where she ws sitting, it lookd like papers were flying everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;well, it ws obvious coz we used pink post-its.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;the p8(1) debaters?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmm...no comment. i just wish they were more polite and ethical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i mean, if u wanna deny, say no thank you or denied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ni tak, she mde hand gestures without even looking at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and she made faces. i mean, wat is up wit dat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;xpe la, at least we won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh,oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and you knw wt the satisfaction of winning td??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pusher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yea,you, d immature one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hahaha! puas gler2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;why? coz of wat happnd yesterday n last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she said i wasnt capable of achieving something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;one thing you shoud knw, dont challenge me. i will prove you wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tomorrow final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hope everything goes well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tp sedih la coz after debate we're all gonna be busy with our own stuff to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;no more spending hours with each other, talking, merepeking, joking, laughing, fooling around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmm..=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;before its too late, i juz wnna say one thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;n nk dgr this thing come out from my mouth is quite hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; guys. n i mean each and every one of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh yea, td adam told me his dream. dat must've been a good dream, but y must&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be d pontianak???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;before this he had another dream about a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;which reminds me to my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oh my god mcm connected je.&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/67090023431831011-5366096785447800759?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/5366096785447800759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=5366096785447800759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5366096785447800759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/5366096785447800759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/debate-1st-round-n-semi-final-smk-141.html' title='debate 1st round n semi-final-smk 14(1) and smk 8(1)'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-2278401520015487137</id><published>2009-05-06T23:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:15:11.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>childish sungguh minah itu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;pg td mcm2 happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;first &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;minah tu&lt;/span&gt; ntah npe buat hal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;n then kne marah ngan pn haliza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tension, tension..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it was ysterdy kt library,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i stopped nad frm doing sumthing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;then she spoke too loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;teacher thought it was me coz time tu nad dh walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so mmg kne marah la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ish,sabar je la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;td mse msk library pon kne marah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;n she aimed at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;haih...i am so in her black list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;act wat i reli wanted to say is bout wat happnd this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ntah wats her problem la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;nk pegang2 org plk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;PERVERT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hope she doesnt find this site but then again i hope she finds it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;coz i wanna tell her to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"BACK OFF LA. DONT TOUCH ME, PERVERT. HAVE RESPECT. MAK BAPAK TAK AJAR ADAB KE??"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;see, told ya not to mess wit me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;if i did sumthing to her xpe jgk, ni dtg xpsl2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;xmalu ke??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;btw, d minah is not nadhirah ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-2278401520015487137?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/2278401520015487137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=2278401520015487137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2278401520015487137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/2278401520015487137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/childish-sungguh-minah-itu.html' title='childish sungguh minah itu'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-4508924414619345889</id><published>2009-05-04T18:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:16:43.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fairytale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;once upon a time, in a kingdom far far away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;there lived a girl named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atiyah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;for years she searched for her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she waited for years, searched high and low, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;until one day she lost hope and gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;years past, yet the sight of her prince were nowhere to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;one day, a miracle happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the prince came at last!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;her life changed after she met him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she changed and tries to be a better person for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;instead of him protecting her, she protected him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;she is willing to do anything for him because she is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;deeply in love with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;don't belive it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;look la.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sf7HrEvBlDI/AAAAAAAAALI/TGz64I5TX-o/s1600-h/Copy+of+Tya92066.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331918551672525874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sf7HrEvBlDI/AAAAAAAAALI/TGz64I5TX-o/s400/Copy+of+Tya92066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sf7Hq7CVWpI/AAAAAAAAALA/Sxii8itMdm4/s1600-h/Copy+of+Tya92067.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331918549069159058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sf7Hq7CVWpI/AAAAAAAAALA/Sxii8itMdm4/s400/Copy+of+Tya92067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sf7HqzdTy_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/IBHGK_8XJpU/s1600-h/Copy+of+Tya92069.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331918547034819570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YIsJGGiiN9M/Sf7HqzdTy_I/AAAAAAAAAK4/IBHGK_8XJpU/s400/Copy+of+Tya92069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, she finally got her kiss&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/67090023431831011-4508924414619345889?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/4508924414619345889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=4508924414619345889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-886791989671547397</id><published>2009-05-03T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:17:55.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>debate oh debate.wat am i gonna do wit u...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;aaaaa penatnye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;cnt wait for &lt;em&gt;debate to be over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;topics this year mmg....dunno la how to describe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;memeningkan kepala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;its very general n one sided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mengong pnye topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the topics are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;saying yes is better than saying no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;violence against children is not a parental right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as man progresses in ICT, he regresses in humanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fabulous, is it not???&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how d other skools are doing...&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/67090023431831011-886791989671547397?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-403581864216376361</id><published>2009-05-02T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:59:23.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a question needed to be answered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i have a question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;will u be able to stop loving someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;if so, would that mean its reli love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;coz if its love, shouldnt it be for eternity and not fade away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;would you say "i love you" when you feel like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;or would you wait? juz to make sure its real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;if you love someone, would you give up your whole life for that person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;is that love or foolishness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;is love reli blind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;is sayang and cinta the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;if yes, why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;if not, wat's the difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;heh, it turns out, i dont have JUST a question.&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/67090023431831011-403581864216376361?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/feeds/403581864216376361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=67090023431831011&amp;postID=403581864216376361&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/403581864216376361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/67090023431831011/posts/default/403581864216376361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com/2009/05/question-needed-to-be-answered.html' title='a question needed to be answered.'/><author><name>miss emran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07284422590107084558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67090023431831011.post-4425278954400829160</id><published>2009-05-01T13:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:19:20.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>student labour day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;oooohhh malasnye!&lt;br /&gt;i hve a few scripts to fnish by monday.&lt;br /&gt;let me rephrase dat;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i have 4 scripts to finish by monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;physics exercise n notes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;buku nilam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;addmath to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;study for agama test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;est to finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;chemistry to cover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;sejarah notes to finish. n i havent even started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;course work lukisan kejuruteraan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;assignment lukisan kejuruteraan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;peka chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;teachers day presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;focus on debate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;write speech for public speaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;bake sheperd pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;aaahh! banyk nye kne wat...&lt;br /&gt;well,except for d last one. dat i dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;bru bsuh kipas blik so now im gonna have to tidy up my room.&lt;br /&gt;oh well...better get started now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&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/67090023431831011-4425278954400829160?l=rosiethestoryteller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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