<?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-7303746908962454377</id><updated>2011-07-08T21:56:05.887+08:00</updated><category term='Im not gg nowhere'/><category term='a friend then i&apos;ll be.'/><category term='If its my fault'/><category term='Its only 1.25pm . . . O.O ... and now its 7.52pm'/><category term='Two sides'/><category term='Revamption is what I need. Revamp EVERYTHING'/><category term='i will.'/><category term='Every breath that i breathe.'/><category term='No more tears already london bridge.'/><category term='Or maybe i don&apos;t have the balls to say it straight to ur face'/><category term='This is plain lazyness . .?'/><category term='I spoke halfway . I knew.'/><category term='Equals to sadness.'/><category term='Time will tell. Please be fast'/><category term='Ur missed.'/><category term='I asked my dad to buy pads for me. =.=&quot;'/><category term='See you soon b.Love u lots'/><category term='noooooooo'/><category term='im not a flirt.'/><category term='Going to be along journey ahead'/><category term='Hees better stop or it will definitely get lengthy'/><category term='I don&apos;t have any ciggs to smoke BAH'/><category term='i dun want it to come true but i wish it will.'/><category term='Its a movie lah.'/><category term='Dolt is a stupid person.'/><category term='Geez'/><category term='That second shot is nice'/><category term='Im bored. And i wanna upload those photos'/><category term='No worries'/><category term='Hell its long too much to talk about'/><category term='chase you down until u love me paparazzi'/><category term='Counting days'/><category term='aftr the fourteen'/><category term='im really in a good mood aren&apos;t i? =)'/><category term='Im glad if u try to give me a second chance.'/><category term='Luckily school starts at 10 tmrw. Dun be late .'/><category term='Been going on for days [Edited]'/><category term='Okay i better rush'/><category term='Annoyed. Toolbox missing. F**kin page error.'/><category term='Dun ask me anything.'/><category term='I wanna be billionaire so freaking bad.'/><category term='Rough day but i recieved two Kinder Bueno today yayness love u a lot'/><category term='FCUK ME AND MY DAMN FINGERS'/><category term='woah so long'/><category term='Have faith.'/><category term='IDIOTS ARE INEVITABLE'/><category term='Babe'/><category term='Ah . . look at my hair hahahaha'/><category term='im still not accepting the fact.'/><category term='Edited a bit coz it sound so serious in the first place'/><category term='Ur password changed.'/><category term='this is my declaration'/><category term='Hahha ERP board.'/><category term='Maybe donna isn&apos;t trying hard enough.'/><category term='Ouhh I talk so much . Hmmm'/><category term='Getting close to January'/><category term='eveything was fake.'/><category term='Tomorrow'/><category term='Can&apos;t wait for the slumber party . .'/><category term='Sharing is caring.'/><category term='Bye again. Btw i&apos;ll be gone for the weekends. BYE'/><category term='if u accept it or not. bye.'/><category term='Im waiting . . .'/><category term='Does anytbody feel this way?'/><category term='Boyfriend where are u?'/><category term='Lazy to update this blog already. Wait.'/><category term='By the time Im 22'/><category term='Now too many words.'/><category term='Stop daydreaming'/><category term='Recovering'/><category term='P-R-E-P-A-R-I-N-G'/><category term='why should i ?'/><category term='I couldn&apos;t find The Last Song book . . anybody?'/><category term='Its not too late to wish myself happy birthday haha'/><category term='Its the picture that counts.'/><category term='Wow what an experience. With uniforms btw'/><category term='Syawal menjelma. .'/><category term='Uhm spaghetti anyone?'/><category term='it won&apos;t come true.'/><category term='Now 0632 in the morning'/><category term='damn it then.'/><category term='$%((*(^)***%$$$'/><category term='Its getting frustrating . . [Edited]'/><category term='Too many words I should say'/><category term='im not breaking up with anybody'/><category term='the verdict. Sigh'/><category term='Its gg to be the same isn&apos;t it?'/><category term='Im only left with ur shirt and nothing else.'/><category term='still yet complete. Gosh why is it so hard to be a girl?'/><category term='Baby i had fun . ;)'/><category term='everything will end'/><category term='can&apos;t make them understand.'/><category term='I should have msg u this morning . .'/><category term='Just normal.'/><category term='Im moving but backwords. Opps'/><category term='It seems harder to accept the truth'/><category term='Dedicated to the Harry Potter fans. =p'/><category term='one story.'/><category term='Okay im going out people bye'/><category term='I should really post this on Sunday.'/><category term='Finally it turned out sweet'/><category term='This is my answer. =D'/><category term='don&apos;t misunderstood the message.'/><category term='to a women so heartless'/><category term='Ramadhan ends'/><category term='Yes 3 more days   .. =)'/><title type='text'>Baby. Its unpredictable.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>291</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2877045617812068884</id><published>2010-09-22T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T23:37:39.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ugly truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I prefer writing at onsugar instead of blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh no bloggy, its not because i've forgotten about u or anything but seriously ur layout is making me bored to death already and im such a lazy ass when searching for new skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh well, at least i have you rite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I could share my thoughts and feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Since i totally effing forgotten either my username or passwords on onsugar, by all means im jotting it all down here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Im been enjoying myself for the past two days. Well actually it was today and yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seriously, money do make things a lot more easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But now that im back home, i tried to think back of what i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It just leads to two different possibilities that neither one of them make me feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't get me wrong i had fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gosh how is wish i could prolong that one day one night and a three quater of the day of ' living my own life ' thingy ebenthough its right at the town of singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I mean its been a while since i enjoyed so much ya know living my own life and such but idk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its like im hanging by a loose thread again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But at the same time i prefer this kind of situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It made me feel special but at the same time feel the same as the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-2877045617812068884?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2877045617812068884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2877045617812068884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/09/ugly-truth.html' title='The ugly truth'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-1713409940398055270</id><published>2010-09-11T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T12:38:59.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SAM_0105.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 508px; HEIGHT: 339px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/SAM_0105.jpg" width="636" height="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Okay fine fine. Hari Raya isn't always about $$$$ but i can't help it. I mean it will be a matter of a few more years before this capricorn teenager will be reaching her adult years and that means no more receiving but giving those filled green packets. Actually, im pissed cos this group of adults didn't give me those colourful packets. I grumbled when i shake head with them. In my mind lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its always the same questions asked by the makciks especially. Pakciks are a lot more less &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kepo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First :&lt;/strong&gt; Dahkerja? ( Are you working already ? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second:&lt;/strong&gt; Poly eh ? ( Poly eh? )&lt;br /&gt;* No mkck. Im in ITE. Whats wrong? Got a problem with it isit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third:&lt;/strong&gt; Dade boyfriend? ( Do you have a boyfriend? )&lt;br /&gt;* No mkck, i did have one but our relationship didn't last. Wish i could snap that&lt;br /&gt;sentence straight to their face. Do you have to remind me that? F.U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth:&lt;/strong&gt; Bile nak kahwin? ( When are you getting married ? )&lt;br /&gt;* Firstly mkck. How can i get married when i dun have a boyfriend in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Secondly, im only reaching, i repeat REACHING 19. Want me to spell it out for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;strong&gt;N-I-N-E-T-E-E-N .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were to get married at this age, u mkcks will start bitching saying im married in a&lt;br /&gt;shotgun marriage rite? Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually these are the main questions asked every year. Thank god its once a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point is. IM STILL YOUNG TO GET GREEN PACKETS ! Ouh yah. Someone always remind me this. Say alhamdullillah. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7303746908962454377-1713409940398055270?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1713409940398055270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1713409940398055270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5118164670907170237</id><published>2010-09-06T19:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:10:37.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey im here again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey hello there . Im back here. Not really but i think i'll be shifting back here. Reason being i can't log in to my onsugar. I forgot my username. Or my password. Either one. Ha ha ha ha ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh well it was an okay experience ya know sharing stuffs on onsugar. I did quite a lot of updates since i've moved there. Since i've forgotten my username, i believe it should be my username, i'll be here. Hey wait. Didn't i just said that just now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Getting old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Things to share. Lets see, i totally screwed up my OFA. Microsoft excel 2007. The ever first time in my ITE history that i'll be failing a module. And mind you, its my favourite subject in the past for god sake. Bonkers as it is. Dang it. There goes my grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My internet explorer is having problems. Thus making it much more irritating to be surfing websites these past few days, I don't even play that much games anymore on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;In other note, thank god for that i guess? Or else, life will be filledwith Fb games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Boring much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Im kinda anticipating for raya to come by this year. In a matter of 3 days left. Wow and this year, besides my menses hols, i didn't do any deliberately break-fasting. Yay me. Clap clap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mainly because i have no reason and kakis too. Ha ha ha ha ha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last year was fun yet sinful much. So many kakis to break fast with. I guess this year my mind isn't that crazy . Or gees im blabbering nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Besides that, im glad we're in good terms. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ouh wait. One more thing. I have problems with my right eye. Blurry much. Even with the spec on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ouh one more thing. Hehs. I didn't get to watch Camp Rock 2. Aww man. Dang it much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5118164670907170237?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5118164670907170237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5118164670907170237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/09/hey-im-here-again.html' title='hey im here again.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-166391672827880915</id><published>2010-07-31T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:08:54.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've moved to onsugar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-166391672827880915?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/166391672827880915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/166391672827880915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-moved-to-onsugar.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6528310314882917861</id><published>2010-07-31T18:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T18:37:07.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lets see whats on the list today . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouh i was in dreamland, heavenly sleeping so soundly until a message popped. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouh yeah thats me, i can sleep so soundly but a short message tone still wakes me up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If only i am that alert in time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im not pissed at what happened while exchanging messages.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe i was but i tried to be rational ya'know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos ultimately whatever happens, even if its my faults or not, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it will definitely marked as "Okay Intan, its your fault". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So whatever to whats happening now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love my boyfriend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just wish that he have a lil more confidence in me when i say that phrase.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Smiles *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moving on . . I did another account just now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An account on Onsugar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was just fooling ard but then it got serious and then i decided why am i thinking?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im so used to Blogspot already even though its considered lame now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moreover, who reads this boring old blog rite ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like heading back to bed but its just too hot to sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh my gaaddddddd weather. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't u just like make a decision to either be hot or cold.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U can't be like&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Katy Perry's Hot and Cold&lt;/span&gt; song ya'know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TFP7GDimKRI/AAAAAAAAA2g/D1rAqmqwBYg/s1600/Katy_Perry_Hot_N_Cold.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 536px; HEIGHT: 405px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500015651397708050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TFP7GDimKRI/AAAAAAAAA2g/D1rAqmqwBYg/s400/Katy_Perry_Hot_N_Cold.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think of all these poor Singaporeans earthlings will ya? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got a fever thanks to ur indecisive weather control dear weather.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh my gaaddd, speaking of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;, i wanna go to Singfest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahs i wish. Sob sob sob .. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay bye people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-6528310314882917861?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6528310314882917861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6528310314882917861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/lets-see-whats-on-list-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TFP7GDimKRI/AAAAAAAAA2g/D1rAqmqwBYg/s72-c/Katy_Perry_Hot_N_Cold.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-615312257161162833</id><published>2010-07-31T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T01:12:13.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>You know what?&lt;br /&gt;Im so used to typing my fb password that i kept typing it for any other accounts i have.&lt;br /&gt;Whats my password?&lt;br /&gt;Im not telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like switching into another main domain for my web diary, but the only thing pulling me against it will be the fact that its so 'sayang' to give up the old posts away. Wait wait, who am i kidding with? Besides the unwillingness to give up that past posts, another thing on my mind will be for what? This blog is mainly written for me, myself and i. Just that its open for the public to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current situation?&lt;br /&gt;Im in my room surrounded by darkness and accompanied by my dear lappy and the sound of my fan. Why didn't it occur to me to switch on the lights? Cos the lights ain't working people.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare spook me.&lt;br /&gt;I shall shout "DADDY" as loud as i can.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i'll be shouting "MUMMY!"&lt;br /&gt;Ouh besides that, im totally down with a fever.&lt;br /&gt;My body is hot and cold.&lt;br /&gt;Those ugly annoying symtoms of a fever.&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;Up till now im still wondering if i spelt 'symtom' correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Cos it ain't look correct to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I just hate that feeling of ya'know when u're down with a fever and ur mouth started to feel a lil, how to say . . uhmmm its just ain't rite. And the fact that whenever you try to swallow down ur saliva, a part of your ear, in my case my left ear kinda hurts. Its not really hurting, it just have tat feeling which im loss for words to describe. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well again. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-615312257161162833?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/615312257161162833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/615312257161162833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3207544948474898797</id><published>2010-07-29T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T20:26:32.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it was a mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TFFzCRnSqiI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/x8Vosp0eqpo/s1600/Snapshot_20100630_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 545px; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499303102921222690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TFFzCRnSqiI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/x8Vosp0eqpo/s400/Snapshot_20100630_8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes maybe it was a mistake.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It hurts ya know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Making me cry everyday like nobody business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isit that enjoyable to see me having a red eye always?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like seriously?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sheesh maybe it was a mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shouldn't have decided upon you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I shouln't have changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I should stick to the ones im used to but oh well since im quite a headstrong person, i should endure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;contact lenses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of whatever brand u are, im never ever gonna buy ur brand again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bah ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't like the sight of unbalance eyes sizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One smaller than the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I should stick to my freshkon alluring eyes and stick to brown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmpt. Pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ha ha ha to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too much of Edward Cullen is not much of a favor to your life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or in my case my dear right eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its always the right. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wait wait wait hold on, why is Edward Cullen being pulled into this situation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because u wanna know why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thought buying a maroon coloured maxi contact lenses will make me look like one of the cold ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahahahahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How vulnerable of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I look good with spectacles to school. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-3207544948474898797?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3207544948474898797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3207544948474898797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/maybe-it-was-mistake.html' title='Maybe it was a mistake.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TFFzCRnSqiI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/x8Vosp0eqpo/s72-c/Snapshot_20100630_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3888942137712494523</id><published>2010-07-25T18:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T19:14:58.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of control.</title><content type='html'>Because as far as women keep saying about how big or how huge or any other chim synonyms to decribe a man's ego, i think women ego are no difference too. Example will be me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, women might be true. Don't we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-3888942137712494523?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3888942137712494523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3888942137712494523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/out-of-control.html' title='Out of control.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3458558835004332012</id><published>2010-07-25T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T02:12:55.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wish that im living alone in my own room. Eh wait a min, i am living in my room. I mean . . err .. ugh just forget about it. Pimples keep popping out on my face and i hate it. Ive been pimple free for quite a while ya know and a pimple will only be there when my menses is coming. My menses symtoms. Hey wait, is that the correct way to spell symtoms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My english had turned crappy. Really.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even talk fluently as before.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Make me even more stress.&lt;br /&gt;I dun whats wrong wit my speech.&lt;br /&gt;I kept stammering or stumbling upon words whenever i speak.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing upon the O level years.&lt;br /&gt;Chim words are nothing to us hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh i guess not. O level years kinda suck in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are turning red.&lt;br /&gt;Its been turning red quite often now.&lt;br /&gt;The right eye especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a random post by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like i have a lot in my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;But when i break it down into like so called bullet points, its just a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed today.&lt;br /&gt;I cried too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of the misconception of people on me.&lt;br /&gt;Dad actually thought i was . . ugh nvrmind.&lt;br /&gt;Idk if his friends are physo-ing him in anything but its getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;If u're thinking that im like that daughetr of tat friend of yours who is the kind of person who solves her bloody own problems by running away frm home and do nonsensical things,&lt;br /&gt;gees dad, u surely don't know who i am at all.&lt;br /&gt;Gees balls im bloody hell gonna be 19 this year.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't u calling me at 9.41pm is a bit too early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it would be nice to be older.&lt;br /&gt;Roughtly abt 21.&lt;br /&gt;When people starts treating you like an adult.&lt;br /&gt;A real adult.&lt;br /&gt;Not young adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk whatsup wit u parents lately but . .&lt;br /&gt;Well thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Saying the truth doesn't help either.&lt;br /&gt;What to do.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will ever believe a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, isit wrong to have a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it normal parents?&lt;br /&gt;Im not that type of person who mixed in relationships and studies together.&lt;br /&gt;Gees i may be in ITE, but im not dumb, parents. Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Did it affect my grade last year?&lt;br /&gt;Did it affect my overall grade last year?&lt;br /&gt;Even if i do well, its not really much appreaciated.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt u parents know what course im taking anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a long post.&lt;br /&gt;Im just typing what i feel like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im used to fake smiles.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter what words are coming frm people, friends, boyfriend or parents.&lt;br /&gt;I still managed to put on a smile somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-3458558835004332012?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3458558835004332012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3458558835004332012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3150384108831314597</id><published>2010-07-19T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T09:57:03.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday morning</title><content type='html'>By morning i meant real early for me lah which is abt hmmm . .  what the time now? O&lt;br /&gt;Ouh 9.46 am.&lt;br /&gt;Early rise for this bitch haha.&lt;br /&gt;I've cool down.&lt;br /&gt;Not angry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;U decide cos ur the man. I'll follow ur lead.&lt;br /&gt;Self-centred has always been in ur dictionary to decribe me.&lt;br /&gt;I dun mind and i dun really care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;U have ur rights to be angry and mock me for all i care cos u gt mad .&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because i had my attitude on.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, im sorry about that but honestly im not hiding anything u ass.&lt;br /&gt;If u're reading this, hahahaha just read.&lt;br /&gt;Im not making things worst than it already is, im juts stating my facts.&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to my side of the story, u called it defend.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning is ruined.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, i cry when i get mad.&lt;br /&gt;Then it made me just blurt out angry words/sentences/phrases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its true that i was a lil bit pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning still in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Recieved a msg from my boo.&lt;br /&gt;For u is asking, for me its doubting.&lt;br /&gt;Im a liar.&lt;br /&gt;So it doesn't matter if a liar says the truth.&lt;br /&gt;A liar will always remain a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for god sake, its monday morning. Rise and shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think we were enjoying ourselves yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-3150384108831314597?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3150384108831314597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3150384108831314597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/monday-morning.html' title='Monday morning'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-446705385879830132</id><published>2010-07-18T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T09:59:02.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WEST COAST PARK WAS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMguM1JSfI/AAAAAAAAA2I/3zHaRa430Xs/s1600/Photo0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMguM1JSfI/AAAAAAAAA2I/3zHaRa430Xs/s1600/Photo0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495271948412340722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMguM1JSfI/AAAAAAAAA2I/3zHaRa430Xs/s400/Photo0827.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMhHnxVYAI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/4MqowRvjDI0/s1600/Photo0829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495272385140842498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMhHnxVYAI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/4MqowRvjDI0/s400/Photo0829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMgHoI5-pI/AAAAAAAAA14/ztI2J6PqrMQ/s1600/Photo0821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 391px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495271285728082578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMgHoI5-pI/AAAAAAAAA14/ztI2J6PqrMQ/s400/Photo0821.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMgTGzUVdI/AAAAAAAAA2A/O_aVmWu_JeE/s1600/Photo0825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 208px; HEIGHT: 391px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495271482937595346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMgTGzUVdI/AAAAAAAAA2A/O_aVmWu_JeE/s400/Photo0825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMhHnxVYAI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/4MqowRvjDI0/s1600/Photo0829.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, we've reached West Coast Park. Our second attempt to go there after the first attempt was such a failure hahs. Also, we took a different bus . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no idea on what to talk about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just knew the meaning of the word imminent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-446705385879830132?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/446705385879830132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/446705385879830132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/west-coast-park-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TEMguM1JSfI/AAAAAAAAA2I/3zHaRa430Xs/s72-c/Photo0827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6099943644354463672</id><published>2010-07-13T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:05:58.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im the one who has no dignity to offer.</title><content type='html'>Might as well ust tied me up on a chair locked up in chains . Im getting tired of the unpredictable fights that we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-6099943644354463672?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6099943644354463672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6099943644354463672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-one-who-has-no-dignity-to-offer.html' title='Im the one who has no dignity to offer.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3887649719084371136</id><published>2010-07-05T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:12:54.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a pic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TDCy1CdTtPI/AAAAAAAAA1w/UimUZvwSiek/s1600/d9ec07da740272ba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 565px; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490084570027242738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TDCy1CdTtPI/AAAAAAAAA1w/UimUZvwSiek/s400/d9ec07da740272ba1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another successful one. Gosh only if the body is mine. =.=&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/7303746908962454377-3887649719084371136?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3887649719084371136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3887649719084371136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-pic.html' title='Just a pic.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TDCy1CdTtPI/AAAAAAAAA1w/UimUZvwSiek/s72-c/d9ec07da740272ba1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-565798780227789265</id><published>2010-07-04T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:09:59.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its the picture that counts.'/><title type='text'>Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not to late to present you this .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nisa.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/nisa.jpg" width="592" height="581" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-565798780227789265?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/565798780227789265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/565798780227789265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/birthday-wish.html' title='Birthday Wish'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3674025170349695397</id><published>2010-07-03T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T22:23:35.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singtel Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im having catfights with mum again.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh what bad mood she has nowadays, she don't even talk to me nicely and always have that face when she talks to me.&lt;br /&gt;Talking meaning nagging and nagging and nag.&lt;br /&gt;I raised my voice on her, that preety much what i do everytime cos i can't control my mouth either.&lt;br /&gt;The things i said just spontaneously came out of my mouth which i didn't mean to.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't deliberate.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, i have this one freaking problem with Singtel regarding my broken modem.&lt;br /&gt;It has been four months and the problem is anywhere near solved.&lt;br /&gt;Warranty doesn't cover physical damaged than whats the warranty for ?&lt;br /&gt;If terminated, the sum will be $500.&lt;br /&gt;Suspend the line? Good idea but Singtel said ' No, u can't suspend your line. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* Fuck face*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he gave me a simple answer, ouh the Singtel guy.&lt;br /&gt;He said ' Why don't u the sim card in the back of the modem for ur phone ?'&lt;br /&gt;Not a solution either.&lt;br /&gt;Dude i have a line with M1 so why should i use this Singtel line for.&lt;br /&gt;My purpose of coming down was to get my modem replaced and its been months still to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What the fuck does your service do !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kaninafcukingcibai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;* Fuck face again *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now mum is nagging me all along.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain to her that nothing can be done , she keep on nagging saying im not listening to her.&lt;br /&gt;Mum its not that im not listening to you, its just nothing can be done.&lt;br /&gt;I can't terminate the line for another 1 and half years.&lt;br /&gt;I can't suspend theline either.&lt;br /&gt;So what the fuck should i do ?&lt;br /&gt;Instead of just paying the bill every month.&lt;br /&gt;I know its stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Im gg down again to get this solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. What a day.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my best friend for accompanying me for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my another best friend, Happy Birthday Abit !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh i managed to meet my another best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total best friends? Just three . Hahahhaaaahah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-3674025170349695397?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3674025170349695397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3674025170349695397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/singtel-problem.html' title='Singtel Problem'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4274693194376109666</id><published>2010-07-03T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:24:07.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharing is caring.'/><title type='text'>Face in Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TC4SDX7u3pI/AAAAAAAAA1g/f6SRIQiwuTM/s1600/e2cfa7da721419423c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 539px; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489344844984671890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TC4SDX7u3pI/AAAAAAAAA1g/f6SRIQiwuTM/s400/e2cfa7da721419423c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess out of all my face in hole attempts, this may be the closest to being successful. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If i had a bod like that, i would be proud to be with my toned muscular boyfriend. Hahaha !&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/7303746908962454377-4274693194376109666?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4274693194376109666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4274693194376109666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/face-in-hole.html' title='Face in Hole'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TC4SDX7u3pI/AAAAAAAAA1g/f6SRIQiwuTM/s72-c/e2cfa7da721419423c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5133458529450749259</id><published>2010-07-02T15:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T00:29:43.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face-nosing</title><content type='html'>I was reading my notes done a year ago on fb and i shld say reading it back, it was hilarious and my english was miles better than now.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh what should i say, i was fresh from the oven last year with O levels bla3.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im bored.&lt;br /&gt;I think it'll be fun to try this out again so here goes. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RULES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button (ONLY ONCE!!!) to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS - even if it is incredibly embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 15 friends who might enjoy doing the same as well as the person you got the note from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For being the shuffle button it really doesn't shuffle things up quite enough everything is almost spot on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY...&lt;br /&gt;Hatin On the Club [  ... feat Rihanna ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;Candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Jump [&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Emergency Room [ Akon feat Rihanna ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Cry [ Kelly Clarkson ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Lady Marmalade [ OST of Moulin Rouge ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Rude Boy [Rihanna ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;If we ever meet again [Maroon 5 feat Rihanna ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Gypsy [Shakira ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Trust [&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Poker Face [ Lady Gaga ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Soul Sister [ Train ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Rockstar [ Nickelback ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Self-inflicted [ Katy Perry ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Missing You [ Black Eye Peas ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;How Low [ Hahhaahahahahahahahaha ! Gees ! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Mercy [ Duffy ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Save You [ Kelly Clarkson ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Forever in my life [ Jojo ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;No no [ Raghav]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Far away [ Nickelback ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;Rumors [ Lindsay Lohan ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Breakout [ Miley Cyrus ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Waka Waka [ Shakira ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Impossible [ Shontelle ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;Party in the USA [ Miley Cyrus ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Heartless [ Kris Allen ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Fearless [ Taylor Swift ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in Vegas [ Katy Perry ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Bulletproof&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5133458529450749259?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5133458529450749259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5133458529450749259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/face-nosing.html' title='Face-nosing'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6180250189127516279</id><published>2010-07-02T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:47:13.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was wet today.</title><content type='html'>Okay as weird or maybe horny as it sound on my title, im talking about the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh cut the crap out of your head people.&lt;br /&gt;So as i was saying, yes it was wet today. Totally wet, drenched i should say.&lt;br /&gt;We practically just ran thru the streets while it was pouring without an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;Mind that please.&lt;br /&gt;No umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;Though of buying one but 7Eleven sell a bloody plain umbrella which u can buy at the market for like what 4 bucks or so for $6.90.&lt;br /&gt;And it was plain i tell ya !&lt;br /&gt;So not worth my money.&lt;br /&gt;So the results, drenched and gosh were we freezing in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;But it was worth the drenched, the cold and the practically ruined hair. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Robert Pattinson. Sighhhhhhh.  * dreaming . . . .  *&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ad of course the other cast as well.&lt;br /&gt;Ouhh Taylor's bod was wootz with a capital W.&lt;br /&gt;It was miles better than new moon.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the movie was long abt 2hrs or so yet it was not draggy.&lt;br /&gt;Breakng down please come fast !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should catch up on Breaking Dawn again.&lt;br /&gt;Just that my book is not here with me for i think maybe a year now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be rude but just take the initiative to give it back to me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just realized that i now have two Eclispe posters on two different posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real movie posters just cost 10 bucks. Cheap .&lt;br /&gt;But i can't afford it now.&lt;br /&gt;Im totally broke.&lt;br /&gt;Honesty broke.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that im being rude of asking u back my money, its just that i just need that money.&lt;br /&gt;Yes take ur time but don't take advnatage of me just bcos im being too nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is getting longer. Bye now.&lt;br /&gt;I shall catch up on my sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-6180250189127516279?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6180250189127516279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6180250189127516279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-was-wet-today.html' title='It was wet today.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5755237979898804650</id><published>2010-07-02T00:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:35:17.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Team EDWARD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/eclispe" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 561px; HEIGHT: 678px" border="0" alt="eclispe Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i777.photobucket.com/albums/yy56/Thundeh/Twilight%20Series/ECLPISEPOSTER1.jpg" width="591" height="638" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 598px; HEIGHT: 340px" width="598" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q1D5goGz0SY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q1D5goGz0SY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im proud to say that i've watched it and im team edward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I prefer the vampires better still. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5755237979898804650?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5755237979898804650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5755237979898804650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-team-edward.html' title='Im Team EDWARD!'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i777.photobucket.com/albums/yy56/Thundeh/Twilight%20Series/th_ECLPISEPOSTER1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-1762301543359858996</id><published>2010-06-30T14:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T15:02:06.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/robert%20pattinson%20sexy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees school is starting in like whattt . . *counting ...* yeahhh 5 days time.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;And during this three short weeks, i don't get to have a simple&lt;br /&gt;meet up with my &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/eclipse" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;three best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Everyones busy, and as much as im denying that im not busy, i am.&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is, i got noooo cash.&lt;br /&gt;Another GSS missed once again.&lt;br /&gt;I think its an annually thing , missing GSS every year.&lt;br /&gt;Bahhh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/eclipse" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Eclipse Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i725.photobucket.com/albums/ww253/vampire_girl_579/Eclipse/eclipse-poster-365xXx80.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes eclispe eclispe ! Tmrw pls come fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And people, don't be so rush, there are other days as well to watch Rpattz and cast. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im sooo watching tmrw ! *Jumping up and down literally*&lt;br /&gt;Okay before i land another topic out my head, i'll better end here.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-1762301543359858996?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1762301543359858996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1762301543359858996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/random_30.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i725.photobucket.com/albums/ww253/vampire_girl_579/Eclipse/th_eclipse-poster-365xXx80.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5918521831558914197</id><published>2010-06-27T15:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T15:46:02.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgements.</title><content type='html'>Hi. Im here to complain. About parents perspectives on kids nowadays. Well yeah some are true but some are just a book judged by its cover perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U see, one of my dad's friend called him up to complain that he's 16 years old daughter was missing and never come home. Then dad asked me, do i by chance knows this siti aishah something whatever shit and my answer was simple. Its not an answer but a question from me.&lt;br /&gt;So my reply was, " How old was she and how old am i ? " and then by dad knew i was being sarcastic and realised of course i didn't know this girl. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dad keep on ranting abt teenagers nowadays blah blah blah. Hah dad , dun ever compare me with her. I do things in silence but she does things out loud. So she's showing the world that she's just rebellious. Get it ? Heh. Opps. I mean im not saying my friends are all saint and pure, we are all about the same. Its just tattoos, smoking, drinking and maybe piercings that covers their kindness as a friend. Uhmm u ghost readers get what i said? Well for some maybe those typical matreps &amp;amp; minahs, even i look down upon them. Errrr. . . i think im a lil out of ideas on how to put my sentences right. If not another meaning will be served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouhhh ya dad said his friend have done every single things to ya know make her realise that she's doing wrong, actually sir if i have the chance and the balls to correct you, violence being put on ur child is not an answer. And to the daughter, choose ur friends wisely balls. I mean i rather have fun outside with my friends on a holiday which my parents knew or maybe sleepovers in comfy beds with our own convenience rather than running away from homes and acting like a refugee tsk tsk hahahahhaaaahaahha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im out. I've said enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not saying im pure and saint. If my parents knew what i did behind them, i think they might faint or have an heart attack. Every child have secrets kept from their parents, because this secrets will turned a happy family upside down if the secrets are revealed or known. Secrets are kept so that parents are not hurt. Ain't that true ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5918521831558914197?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5918521831558914197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5918521831558914197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/judgements.html' title='Judgements.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4139110039108049971</id><published>2010-06-27T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T14:12:08.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boyfriend where are u?'/><title type='text'>Its just that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC15644.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 485px; HEIGHT: 788px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/SDC15644.jpg" width="366" height="882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Its either just me not eating properly with a normal food timetable or i just have a thing with major headache. Yeah balls its getting on my nerves this stupid headache of mine. Bah&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7303746908962454377-4139110039108049971?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4139110039108049971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4139110039108049971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-just-that.html' title='Its just that.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2607196302565462298</id><published>2010-06-25T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:37:35.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im a liar , go away from me.&lt;br /&gt;I may hurt ur feelings even by saying the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Im texting with u rite now and i may seem nonchalant but u don't see me crying dude.&lt;br /&gt;Im not a lover.&lt;br /&gt;I will never be a good one even if i tried making up for the things ive done.&lt;br /&gt;Im not a good promise keeper.&lt;br /&gt;I will go back on my promises.&lt;br /&gt;But even if i did, it just seem like i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;I accept that fact cos im a liar in the first place. U can't trust me fully.&lt;br /&gt;Im someone who really content with the person she's with now.&lt;br /&gt;Im really happy to be back with that someone i love.&lt;br /&gt;Its just the things i did in the past that stops us frm being normal.&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to make up for the things i did but i guess it'll never helps.&lt;br /&gt;Im glad to have that someone i love around with me.&lt;br /&gt;Even if we're are acting cats and dogs, im still content.&lt;br /&gt;Cos im still talking to u, contacting u, at least i have u ard me.&lt;br /&gt;So even if im crying, u can't see.&lt;br /&gt;I can't see u too, to see the actual expression u have now.&lt;br /&gt;If its disgust, i'll accept that.&lt;br /&gt;I'll accept all the things u said to me except goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;I just got back that someone i love and i won't lose him that easily.&lt;br /&gt;Im posting this post as letting my heart out and a message for u.&lt;br /&gt;Trust may not be my side but at least believe that i love u so much Mohd Khir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-2607196302565462298?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2607196302565462298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2607196302565462298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-liar-go-away-from-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2593618755618546065</id><published>2010-06-24T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:16:07.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its gg to be the same isn&apos;t it?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have nothing to say except . . .  i didn't know there was a numlock button on a laptop. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-2593618755618546065?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2593618755618546065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2593618755618546065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-nothing-to-say-except.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-8118428059115045688</id><published>2010-06-23T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T00:13:24.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby i had fun . ;)'/><title type='text'>The White Shirt</title><content type='html'>Oh what a day today was.&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is that rainy days doesn't ruin my day but ruined my plan.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody liking this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U see, i was planning to go to west coast park with my boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;cos im like dying to be a child again and wanna play the playground.&lt;br /&gt;Say lol if u want to.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that was the plan but noooooooo it was raining.&lt;br /&gt;So we both just went ahead with the plan since the bus&lt;br /&gt;we're taking will lead us to west coast park and vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;Since it was pouring heavily, we decided to just proceed to vivo.&lt;br /&gt;But then halfway thru the bus journey, i though hey why don't we just chill at his crib since we'll just a be a couple wandering ard with no sense of direction at vivo anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So dearest Hair agreed and we alighted the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Since we don't know where the hell were we except the name of the neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;was Pandan Garden, so we just roamed around the neighbourhood searching for the bustop.&lt;br /&gt;It was still pouring heavily btw.&lt;br /&gt;We walked, walked, walked till the bustop was found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh the misery doesn't end there, it just got started.&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing white and my bag was a mixture of pink and other colours.&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, the pink stained my white shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Sob sob sob.&lt;br /&gt;Took the bus, alighted and home sweet home of his we finally reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh no no no the misery doesn't end there,&lt;br /&gt;my chocolate drink spilled on my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my white shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually im just telling u guys the story of my white shirt. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i should be asleep by now.&lt;br /&gt;Cold sweats and headache isn't a good combination for me to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-8118428059115045688?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8118428059115045688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8118428059115045688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/white-shirt.html' title='The White Shirt'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2602364795971827995</id><published>2010-06-23T02:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T02:22:49.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wanna be billionaire so freaking bad.'/><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TCD9wPAQiXI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/6WfUFVb8KBQ/s1600/36854_1510183038320_1346677746_1394331_6458488_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485663351240427890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TCD9wPAQiXI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/6WfUFVb8KBQ/s400/36854_1510183038320_1346677746_1394331_6458488_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How i wished i have a house like Boo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How i wished i was like Boo. Owned a house, rich and pampered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh wait i am pampered. Daddy's girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've yet to own a house and im content with what my families has. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehehhehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But at times like this especially when GSS sale is around and everywhere is just cheap,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when money is not by ur side,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all u can say is ugh and bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my head, i'll be singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I wanna be a billionaire so freaking bad . . ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUY ALL OF THE THINGS I NEVER HAD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i realised, im not blogging for people to read, im just blogging because ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gees i've forgotten what i wanna say. getting old mind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ITS MY BLOG whattt. Its just open for the public to read.  ;)&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/7303746908962454377-2602364795971827995?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2602364795971827995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2602364795971827995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TCD9wPAQiXI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/6WfUFVb8KBQ/s72-c/36854_1510183038320_1346677746_1394331_6458488_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-9079717528557991008</id><published>2010-06-21T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:26:42.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pfft &amp;*#@%^ bored. ^^</title><content type='html'>Bah . Idk why lately ive been having low self esteem of myself. Its making me stress more. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaahhhh i won't blog about this low self esteem thingy. I don't want to be that kind of person. Its just this few days.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ive to keep reminding myself that ive shed those unwanted kilos of my body.&lt;br /&gt;Even if there's still left a few.&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhh !&lt;br /&gt;Gees. Blame my boyfriend. He has a tone body. Pfft but i like it. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to top it off, WHAT A BORING MONDAY IS IT TODAY !&lt;br /&gt;ITS HOT, HUMID AND BORING TO THE CORE.&lt;br /&gt;GEES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make plans soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well will be meeting my ever so lovable ADN classmates this thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Its a school thing.&lt;br /&gt;ADN is admin btw. Hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha i can't wait for school to start.&lt;br /&gt;Like just imagine gg to school in like just 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Walk half a block, cross the road and voila ! Ive reached school !&lt;br /&gt;Only the thing is, ive to constantly remind myself that its not ite clementi anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Its college west, cck.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, after this a whole lot of ppl frm the west side campus plus balestiar and amk will be there too.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many places that i wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;Only thing that stops me frm gg there or being there is kaching2 $$$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell ya i won't be working anytime sooner. Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-9079717528557991008?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/9079717528557991008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/9079717528557991008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/pfft-bored.html' title='Pfft &amp;*#@%^ bored. ^^'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-8783667912266083649</id><published>2010-06-20T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T17:25:38.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its an animal play.</title><content type='html'>Hey there ghost readers. Ghost writer is here ! Fine L A M E .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an early morning today. Heard mum annoying live alarm clock as early as 9. Bah. Hey ! Thats early for me ya'know. Okay proceed to the story, had a so called family outing so should i say 'future' addition to the family outing. Hehehe . Ouh to the zoo btw. Yay zooo ! Animals ! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Monkeys !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Baboons! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Monkeys ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Orang Utans ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chimpanzee ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Monkeys !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other animals of course. Big brother treated the whole fam there. Free yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the one who was super excited of course despite being an auntie.&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention there's three kids there?&lt;br /&gt;And i still behave as childish as i can be !&lt;br /&gt;What? Its the zoo ! Of course im super elated !&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even care of the auntie status that i have now.&lt;br /&gt;Im still daddy's lil girl. =D&lt;br /&gt;Just not that expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy was exited too. Onl after eating, he was too jaded. Tummy bloating as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh it was also a Father's Day celebration for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day Dad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go there again. I want to play the carousel. =C&lt;br /&gt;Honey are u reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im too lazy to blog now. So this is where i should end. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-8783667912266083649?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8783667912266083649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8783667912266083649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-animal-play.html' title='Its an animal play.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5936036796749461376</id><published>2010-06-19T14:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T15:15:04.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my baker man. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Relating to the title, i had a baking session yesterday at hair's crib. With him of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yeah we baked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually he did. I need to improve a lot on my kitchen skills. =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, it didn't turned out to be a nightmare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cookies turned out good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It should be called Paper cookies. Hahhahahahhahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TBxqBs3wYWI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/U5gMjhGxwv0/s1600/Photo0701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 581px; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484375023687852386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TBxqBs3wYWI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/U5gMjhGxwv0/s400/Photo0701.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEY ! Looks can be decieving okay !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may not look good over here but at least it tasted good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dear brother finished half a bottle of it. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, paper cookies or not, at least its worth a shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGADDDDDDDDDD im like addicted to Baking life in FB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So if u my name publishing cupcakes on ur wall, dun mind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im running a business. Hahhahahahaha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loveeeeeeeee games related to food. Preparing food i mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But in reality, i just suck in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sheeeeesh. What an embarrassment to my mum. She's a great cook i tell ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha which mum doesn't know how to cook rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh gees, maybe in the future, in like 2 years time, i shall bombard myself with cooking classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting with my mum as my first teacher.  Hehhehheee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe not. She's fierce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't just serve my future family with sardines, maggies and fried stuffs everyday what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well im starting to blabber gibberish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll stop now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7303746908962454377-5936036796749461376?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5936036796749461376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5936036796749461376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-my-baker-man.html' title='I love my baker man. ;)'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TBxqBs3wYWI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/U5gMjhGxwv0/s72-c/Photo0701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5894279042220707192</id><published>2010-06-17T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T00:49:06.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a sore throat u ass.</title><content type='html'>For today only, im the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey that should go onto the title box rite? Oh well nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;I sound like a dude.&lt;br /&gt;Really. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;My sore throat is baddddddddddddddddddd i tell ya !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for the bus or lrt just now and mum called.&lt;br /&gt;I answered wit my dude voice and this old couple just stared at me.&lt;br /&gt;Hello dumbass. Don't u ever encounter a sore throat before.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Im nowhere near a transvestite u old couple.&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Okay that tranvestite part is a lil bit over reacting hahhahaha !&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how it'll sound like if i did went for sheesha tday?&lt;br /&gt;Gees i'll hurt my throat even more.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have no voice by tmrw. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;But at times like this, i wonder how's the life of those dumb people.&lt;br /&gt;Its all silence and just handsigns for communications.&lt;br /&gt;The only time i did that when my friend are like far away , handsigns do helps at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pity them.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god im born with no illness.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehehe. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad, human beings can run frm being sick.&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time, im kinda obedient when it comes to taking medicines.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahhaahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like baking cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay tats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5894279042220707192?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5894279042220707192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5894279042220707192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-sore-throat-u-ass.html' title='Its a sore throat u ass.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5982621721046423037</id><published>2010-06-15T03:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T04:06:00.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouh bby im sick.</title><content type='html'>Okay those uneasy, melo-dramatic plus nightmarishchapters are over. As in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And im loving it ! Parapapapa !&lt;br /&gt;Yayness two hands *clap clap jumping up and and down*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahhahaahahahahahahahah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love u very very much dude !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it took me quite a while there to accustom it all in my mind. It seems so dreamy.&lt;br /&gt;U know how i loveeeeeeeeeeee to daydream darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that those chapters are trashed into the past bin, lets start a new one. Lets talk about patience people. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PATIENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TBaDJ6HkmEI/AAAAAAAAA1I/K2W3tbyoWC0/s1600/2448254508_13897e2842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 561px; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482713802613233730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TBaDJ6HkmEI/AAAAAAAAA1I/K2W3tbyoWC0/s400/2448254508_13897e2842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;U know what? I've just realized that i have no patience of waiting for my turn to see the doctor. For example, like today. I waited for a bt 2 and half hours for all the doctor thingy process are over. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As in my waiting time is like 2 hrs just for my number to flash on that box, 15mins for doctor time and 15mins for the time of waiting to collect my medicines. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="gl_bold" border="0" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And all the way i was bugging mum to like cancel the whole thingy and just go home. But noooooooo . . . she didn't listen to her daughter. Instead she said, ' it'll get worse during the night' . Uhmmm quite true. But she did complained too ! The guy before me was taking such a long time and he wnet in to see the doctor twice. He was doing surgery as i was told. Something wrong with his balls or something i guess. Gees thats mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;again. Did i mention my number was like 22. And when i came in, the doctor was only serving patient no 1. Sigh so thats explained the 2 and half hours. Ouh Oi Harry waited for me like 2 hrs or something too. Oppsy my bad. Mother's order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again and again. There's this small chubby fat girl with her grandma, and she just can't fcuking sit still. Its annoying. REALLY annoying. I meant it. I feel like gg to her and shut the hell out of her. I am mean. In the other hand, she's cute. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cos she's fat, short and chubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And im not being damn mean and sarcastic okay. =D  * look left to right *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nearly four in the moning and why am i not ZZzzzz-ing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cockroach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just literally ran onto my leg and probably hiding somewhere in my room. Did i mention that i was sleeping soundly on my bed ? It took me 30mins to ensure myself that it had died. Mummy went to spray my entire bedroom heh. I called mum. What else can i do ? Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im done here. Morning. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5982621721046423037?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5982621721046423037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5982621721046423037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/ouh-bby-im-sick.html' title='Ouh bby im sick.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/TBaDJ6HkmEI/AAAAAAAAA1I/K2W3tbyoWC0/s72-c/2448254508_13897e2842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-8847351325580888260</id><published>2010-06-12T14:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:32:04.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Or maybe i don&apos;t have the balls to say it straight to ur face'/><title type='text'>So maybe the end shld be this way?</title><content type='html'>Hey you. I don't wanna fight anymore. I don't wanna argue anymore. I don't wanna have misunderstandings anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now all i can say is. Now its just u. Then me. No more u and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait a minute, there's is no more u and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can never be at peace if there's u and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure u got tired of all these arguments. fights and misunderstandings. I do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So . See ya when i see ya. If the world is small, we might bump into one another someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not here to prove anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not here to show that i can be totally independent with u not ard or whatsover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just here to say what i had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw u don't owe me anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-8847351325580888260?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8847351325580888260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8847351325580888260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-maybe-end-shld-be-this-way.html' title='So maybe the end shld be this way?'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6882843684103225775</id><published>2010-06-11T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:38:52.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U know i still love u.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have a feeling im having a Facebook Status War. Hmmmm . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe because we don't have the balls to say it out loud straight to the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe its just because. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can we say it straight to the face?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We both don't meet one another for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't that true dude?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or . .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe im just the one who's being overly sensitive abt all these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In second thoughts, why shouldn't i be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For u, ouh i understand that u are a sensitive dude. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imma gonna make this worse aren't i ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well whats the point of being nice too anyways?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its not like everything gonna be the same anymore right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-6882843684103225775?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6882843684103225775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6882843684103225775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/u-know-i-still-love-u.html' title='U know i still love u.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-312679374615257606</id><published>2010-06-10T15:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T11:29:13.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just normal.'/><title type='text'>Im the bitch. Ur an ass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dude listen here. Yeah i gt no balls to say it straight to ur face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know whats our problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U don't trust me and hand down i knew it long ago and i've learnt to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And frankly, i can close one eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when its too much, its getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, u dun trust my friends either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe u do but who know? Cos u've been acting like all my friends are just freaking bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haahs maybe ur best friends don't like me either. And i so think tats true. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made &lt;strong&gt;their best friend&lt;/strong&gt; so down low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked cheap to them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, yes u leave me hanging dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U came in and out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Can't u see that in a way, this relationship or whatsover is controlled by u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u don't think so, i do.&lt;br /&gt;Ur jealousy are out of control.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures doesn't tell all dude.&lt;br /&gt;Wall posts doesn't tell all too dude.&lt;br /&gt;If it does. that i shld be the one one bombarding u with fcuking lame jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;See how many girls u have.&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine they are friends.&lt;br /&gt;Then what are mine?&lt;br /&gt;Scandals lovers to u. I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;I have my empty promises and let u down .&lt;br /&gt;But get this for sure, my love ain't fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think whatever u want to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immuned to it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This three months is just enough to make me stabilize myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i know how u feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we met, we'll be fighting by the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im done with it. Thats why i don't put in high hopes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My problem?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept breaking tat promises i made to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving empty promises to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I act like someone who has no dignity aren't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im stubborn. Fcuking hands down stubb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so u know there's a difference btwn a friend compared to someone u love dude.&lt;br /&gt;Get that in ur mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, i wish everything could just be normal .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im nt over you.&lt;br /&gt;Its just that for the past three months, i have to learn to live my life without u.&lt;br /&gt;Cos, honestly ive been overly dependent on u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my fb status doesn't tell that im over u dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past three months i've to learn to live with myself again what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that ur mind just can't seem to acknowledged that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-312679374615257606?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/312679374615257606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/312679374615257606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/dude-listen-here.html' title='Im the bitch. Ur an ass.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-713471951999737398</id><published>2010-06-06T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T23:33:35.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t misunderstood the message.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babe'/><title type='text'>A message.</title><content type='html'>Babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the things i imagined or daydreamed about finally came true, i won't be bothered. It sounds better with i can't be bothered but i try not to. I shall wait. And see what the outcome will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace. Is what you get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-713471951999737398?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/713471951999737398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/713471951999737398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/message.html' title='A message.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6688642333083557260</id><published>2010-06-04T20:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:27:43.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Im only left with ur shirt and nothing else.'/><title type='text'>Again ive no idea for the title. OPPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today im feeling a lil bit distracted.&lt;br /&gt;And at the same time idk just thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever encountered a time whereby u kept saying to let it all go but at the same time u're wishing that everything will just turn back to normal. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being kinda emotional today.&lt;br /&gt;Ive just watched this Hindi movie and thus explain all these feelings stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Its not just about the Hindi movie.&lt;br /&gt;I've been stalking as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Eeee i &lt;strong&gt;sound creepy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean not stalking as in really stalking, just ya know randomly or purposely checking on how the other party is doing and what the other party is up too.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel its for me, but then maybe ive been daydreaming too much.&lt;br /&gt;U seem happy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Maybe its the same. Ure looking at mine thinking im am happy, and me looking at yours and thinking ouh u're happy now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i do. But not happy. Just smiling following the phase of everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe u're doing that too.&lt;br /&gt;Strangers.&lt;br /&gt;I guess for now we are.&lt;br /&gt;I can never be ur friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss you thats all. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh btw, Got to catch 2 movies in 2 days straights thanks to my oh so lovable friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Prince of Persia The Sands of time and Nightmares of Elm Street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double thumbs up for Prince of Persia! Woooooh ! Its worth watching it including other reasons such as Jake Gallenhael or whatever its spelled is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;freaking hot !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmares of Elm Street. Naaahhh its just a resemblance of Final Destination. Similar.&lt;br /&gt;People will just continue dying anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maybe we'll bump into one another one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-6688642333083557260?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6688642333083557260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6688642333083557260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/06/again-ive-no-idea-for-title-opps.html' title='Again ive no idea for the title. OPPS'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5909286776941964786</id><published>2010-05-31T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:39:37.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yaa the title, ive no idea what to type here.</title><content type='html'>I feel like ya know just typing out updates of whats been going on and stuffs but i just dun feel like it. Cos when im having the so called mood to blog, thats means i'll be crapping nonsense and craps till i found myself a fullstop. Like now. Am crapping aren't i ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, holidays are just ard the corner. Gees its halfway thru the year already like wow. Every beginning of the year i'll be like thinking, so how my life gonna be like tis year? Oh what the hell am i crapping abt, everybody does that rite? Who shouldn't be? Unless ur life is just the same monotonous routine every single day till u didn't keep track of the dates cos everyday is the same. Lols. &lt;strong&gt;Hmmmm i'll be bored.&lt;/strong&gt; I need changes. I went thru a whole lot of change last year and sadly it lasted within that year only. Somehow or another, im wishing i could get back to 2009. Thats the far most happiest year of my entire &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;17 yrs, 5 mths and 1 day life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love 2009.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But too bad, its 2010. And everything is just not working on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isit just me being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;melo-dramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or really everything is just not working on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There i go repeating my sentences. Damn it&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean stop typing. Hehs. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay bye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5909286776941964786?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5909286776941964786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5909286776941964786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-yaa-title-ive-no-idea-what-to-type.html' title='Oh yaa the title, ive no idea what to type here.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-73641213494839859</id><published>2010-05-27T21:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:53:05.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chase you down until u love me paparazzi'/><title type='text'>Paparazzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Im your biggest fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll follow you until u love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa papa razzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry, kinda addicted to the song since i heard it in class this morning. Damn he plays good ! Anyways .. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VGe2cwsR-IQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VGe2cwsR-IQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Uhmmmm . ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i gonna say . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrr . ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmm . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Hehs. I have nothing on my mind. Just a thing i learnt today besides POA which i might be screwed for the first question, anyway back to the story. Jealousy may lead to talking craps and stupid sarcarsm. Isn't that true people? Well for me it is, I created that sentence ya know. Cos i made tat stupid 'im so jealous' move. Haaah ! *Laugh unsincerely to myself then smacks forehead.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm . . watched Shrek Forever After. Errrr . . not soooo bad. The real attraction of the movie will be donkey and puss. Awww the big fat putty . Talking about movies, i guess i won't be watching the movie that i've been anticipating throughout the year. The Last Song that is.&lt;br /&gt;Shoot. Disappointed. Oh well shall wait for the DVD to be released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last thing , gees i've got a lot in my head rite now haha. Naah, better dun mention it. Its better for me to know alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, POA is done. Im gonna get at least a 3 for my GPA i tell ya ! *hopefully =)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMGADDDDDDD DID I MENTION ABT THE INSANE HOT HUMID DRY SCORCHING HEATY WEATHER ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-73641213494839859?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/73641213494839859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/73641213494839859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/05/paparazzi.html' title='Paparazzi'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4928250550627327217</id><published>2010-05-21T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T01:10:29.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic isn't it.</title><content type='html'>Ironically to my previous post, whatever if the sentence doesn't sounds right, that its getting cold now. I mean really cold but i like it. I like the cold better hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, in the past, i tot i wasn't given much space but now i ve been given a hell lots of space for me , myself and i. And i don't really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, i thought i'll never be able to adapt to the new social and study environment im currently having now, but it seems that i get preety much adapt to the changes now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, i thought POA was a 'im gonna die in this subject' kinda module cos back in secondary sch, rumors had it that POA was damn tough. Till now, when i told my friends im studying POA, they'll be like ' are u sure gal ?' kinda face. But im starting to like POA. HA HA. No im serious. At least i passed my pre mock test. Boo. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, when i met you for the first time, i thought 'naah . . we'll be just friends' but now, i just can't seem to get over you. Im the one now drooling for you. Even if that sounds so wrong. I miss you lah .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, just last year, starting sch as early as 8am was such a dread to me. While 3pm was considered very late for school to end. But now, i'll be reaching Clem Mrt abt 8 while on the other hand, i'll be damn excited when sch ends at 3. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And . . . im tired. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-4928250550627327217?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4928250550627327217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4928250550627327217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/05/ironic-isnt-it.html' title='Ironic isn&apos;t it.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4837453867484557891</id><published>2010-05-02T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:48:10.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insane. But not as insane as this freaking hot weather!</title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSHHHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is freaking hot, humid and warm ! Im burning with sweats !&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmm i sounded kind of lame.&lt;br /&gt;Well it beats then saying 'I feel like using a fire extingusher towards the sun.' =.=&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i shared on facebook lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees i missed the rain so much.&lt;br /&gt;I want Edward Cullen by my side so i can be slightly chilled and cool but not really wanting to end up frozen.&lt;br /&gt;Its been too hot with jacob around.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh what am i blabbering nonsensically about?&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me, i've just finished watching Twilight and New Moon so that preety much explains this whole Edward Jacob thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cloud seems to get pretty dark but oh well just wish that tiny droplets of rain will come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean its really getting very warm. Too many sins in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im joking. I don't take this world coming to an end seriously but im still scared. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I shall wait till twilight comes and i shall bath.&lt;br /&gt;Pampered myself with Dove shampoo and conditioner with Nature's Bath body wash in Floral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaaahaahahahaaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM TALKING GIBBERISH ! BYE BYE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-4837453867484557891?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4837453867484557891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4837453867484557891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/05/insane-but-not-as-insane-as-this.html' title='Insane. But not as insane as this freaking hot weather!'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2074995198768915031</id><published>2010-04-30T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:15:12.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oppsy.</title><content type='html'>And. ..  .  .  and i didn't go for camp. *Slap forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And . . . ..  that leads me to thinking of how im gonna answer my CA. Mind me, its not Mr Ooi anymore. Now its Grace. Mdm or mrs whatsover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't i go for camp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm quite a a few simple and stupid reasons. But mind u, i've already packed for camp. The clothes, bras and undies etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First reason, reluctance. So were my other classmates but we have no choice what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, even if im all packed, im still lacking of a torchlight and a sleeping bag. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i know freaking lame reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, physcoed my dad to back me up when that Grace calls. Heehs. He agreed. I guess i shall say to her that my parents don't approve of me gg to camp. Parents orders cannot be disobeyed.&lt;br /&gt;Hahhs. I know im landing myself into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw my whole family will be out of town. Yayness to me but booness to me when it comes to sleeping alone in a empty house with only 3 cats. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh see how it all goes. bye bye people. +D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-2074995198768915031?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2074995198768915031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2074995198768915031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/oppsy.html' title='Oppsy.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7268319727749862783</id><published>2010-04-28T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:59:58.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG there's camp.</title><content type='html'>Hello guys im back here again. Blogging. Sharing. Wtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr yaah anyways, its been 2 weeks of school for me and i guess it ain't that as what i though it was back then on the first day of school. It ain't bad at all. Im loving my classmates. Aged issues hehs i still do have that but whatever i've a young face so hehs some of them even looked older than me. Pheww me. Moving on, there's camp tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;CAMP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me repeat myself,&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;C A M P&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF is tat. I meant why should there be a camp.&lt;br /&gt;I hate camp.&lt;br /&gt;Well the activities i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be held at Singapore Discovery Centre. ;/&lt;br /&gt;I've been wandering what the hell are we gg to do there and where the hell are we sleeping at. Mosquito repellents is one of the things on the camp list.&lt;br /&gt;Mosquito repellent?&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is that for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aren't places like SDC are air-conditioned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't sleepy in skimpy places.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well not that i've decided whether i shld be gg or not.&lt;br /&gt;Its compulsary.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pack later.&lt;br /&gt;Lets just pack and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;Will start packing and stop procastinating.&lt;br /&gt;But urgh idk. Indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;Well its only for a night. I meant 2 days and 1 night.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i have a class who are freaking ditching this camp.&lt;br /&gt;Dun get me wrong, im lovin my classmates. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh can't wait for Saturday. Im home alone ! Yayness !&lt;br /&gt;I got my own plans only when it comes to sleeping alone with only 3 cats, the imagination is really not helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im happy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7268319727749862783?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7268319727749862783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7268319727749862783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/omg-theres-camp.html' title='OMG there&apos;s camp.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7074547041267288125</id><published>2010-04-26T11:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:55:34.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ur password changed.'/><title type='text'>Its just me.</title><content type='html'>Changes.&lt;br /&gt;The changes i made to myself are freaking drastic in a huge way until the furtherst word to decribe who i am was actually the first thought they had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;Im not offended.&lt;br /&gt;Im sad, but i guess its true,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i don't need to go to sinful places.&lt;br /&gt;Sinful places doesn't tell it all, my actions does so.&lt;br /&gt;Im stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I believe all that.&lt;br /&gt;I put on hopes and i nearly get that until i made another mistake that ruins it all.&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;br /&gt;Now nothing could chnage back to what it was back then.&lt;br /&gt;If doesn't does change, i'll accept it all.&lt;br /&gt;Because maybe for me i've changed, my i guess the chnage was so little that it doesn't make&lt;br /&gt;any difference to it all.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's at fault, its just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be angry cos nobody can tell how i really feel.&lt;br /&gt;People may think and assumed but they don't know how i feel deep down.&lt;br /&gt;Yet my actions does not shows how i really feel deep down.&lt;br /&gt;And for that, it ruins it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i said it from the bottom of my heart and it ain't a lie, the truth,&lt;br /&gt;for them, its just a lie and a trick to get u back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7074547041267288125?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5502236418138487899?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5502236418138487899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5502236418138487899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-stupid.html' title='Im stupid.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5081092358121701116</id><published>2010-04-19T10:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:55:38.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In less than 2 hrs, i have to be at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First day of school . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lets see how it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its 0035am now. Obviously first day of school had ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impression?&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say , i'll just endure this freaking course for two years and get back on my tourism again after this.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me again why am i in Business Administration again?&lt;br /&gt;I've been asking myself eversince i step into class this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna be a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;If not good, i'll try to be normal .&lt;br /&gt;Cos obviously, if i have that kind of attitude last year, i'll be kicked out sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i mind, just thinking abt adult fares, boredom and waiting for January next year will be such a pain. Not really pain, just mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i just drop out ?&lt;br /&gt;Let me endure it all and lets see how tmrw goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timetable sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Im gg to school at 8.&lt;br /&gt;Im gg for S &amp;amp; W.&lt;br /&gt;What a freaking joke ! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im being such a bitch brat. Not being grateful.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is like when u get a 49 and wanting to get a 50?&lt;br /&gt;U know what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;And obviously im totally offscale of my insights and focus right now.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Life a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Lost EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Guess im just gonna fake it till i make it.&lt;br /&gt;See how thing goes.&lt;br /&gt;Not buying uniforms yet. I have my own plan (s) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5081092358121701116?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5081092358121701116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5081092358121701116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-day.html' title='First day.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-9014160276679630602</id><published>2010-04-15T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T00:54:29.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouhhh the past and present.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi there people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know , well idk.&lt;br /&gt;Okay lets see. .. ouh yaa i've been reading out my past posts for the whole of last year and i can say that life was not mundane at all. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And u , i mean u&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; u made me an overall happy and jubilent person last year. I meant it. I guess im gonna have yet another different year ahead of me this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still living in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Past as in 2009 past.&lt;br /&gt;For the before 2009, i dun really think of it that much.&lt;br /&gt;Because, for 2009, that is where everything changes and so did i.&lt;br /&gt;Too much changes.&lt;br /&gt;Beneficial and non-beneficial changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What more can i say now lets see.. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for that one thing i know and i feel, it will remain inside me until idk when something tells me to just move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Im letting it all go now. I guess so and i hope so hees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lets start again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Monday im gg back to school people and not really excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I hate first day of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eversince kindergarten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To top it off, school started a week ago hahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well see how it goes then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-9014160276679630602?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/9014160276679630602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/9014160276679630602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/ouhhh-past-and-present.html' title='Ouhhh the past and present.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5353285536995594304</id><published>2010-04-14T20:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:24:29.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi hello hola boo !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/color%20splash" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 512px; HEIGHT: 264px" border="0" alt="cat Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i412.photobucket.com/albums/pp205/noraview/color%20splash/thirsty2-1.jpg" width="549" height="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;First thought, i thought this cat was playing with something red. Instead the red thing is the cat's tongue. Should be more observant next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Gees these days the weather is just plain humid. Really humid. Yes yes it rains sometimes but for what , a few hours and it stops. Currently my fan shows that my room temperature is 33 degrees celcius. OMG. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is random okay. I board the bus near my school and obviously its packed with humans frm work, school especially and others etc. What bothers me when it comes to boarding a full packed bus is the plain reason that those who are covered in sweats is pushing or landing against u with their sweaty palms or arm. And for those with the extra bonus of smell. It really really ruins ur mood rite? I shouldn't have tap my ezlink just now, the bus driver won't know. Stupid me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Another story. It really made me laugh if i overheard indonesian maids talking on the phone with their supposedly bf or someone else husbands or an old uncle who spits just anywhere they like. Really funny when they ask that person why he didn't picked up her calls, didn't reply her msgs etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hahahaha. Okay i shouldn't have been listening to them but hey im malay, they are indonesian and our language are similar so i could understand them what. Hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ouh went for my interview. Well the interview led to the interviewee talking abt his secondary school days, talking abt immortals absorbing another immortal's power etc. I was sitting in front of him half shocked of where the converstaion led to and also kinda half asleep but make a straight face like okay okay i understand and im listening. Actually the reason of the stories he was telling me is to remind me what will happen if i mixed around with bad companies. In my head im like whaaaaattt ? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't have minahs, mat reps, ah lians or ah bengs in my class last year. Im not defending them but its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes we are quite naughty last year but we are not bad. My former CA conception of me is very bad. Truly old-fashioned. Ouhh wtv. Interview gone well after all that stories. Eventually he knew when to stop. Thank god for that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Results will be on friday. I got a high chance of getting in. But just hope my luck is here with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What im trying to say abt my friends are, yes we may be naughty and jsut whimsically mischievious but when it comes to studies, we don't follow each other. We have our own interest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ouh well this post is getting tooooo long. Bye then. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5353285536995594304?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5353285536995594304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5353285536995594304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-thought-i-thought-this-cat-was.html' title='Hi hello hola boo !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i412.photobucket.com/albums/pp205/noraview/color%20splash/th_thirsty2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-52321026975604905</id><published>2010-04-12T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T18:34:35.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No worries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a friend then i&apos;ll be.'/><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>Uhmm no worries i won't be the irritaing ex girlfriend anymore. I decided. So have fun wit ur life. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my blog is alive ! Uhmmm yeah lame.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Im not feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;But there's something for me to cheer abt !&lt;br /&gt;Not totally cheer cheer hooray but yeah it makes me happy. No no relieved shld be e word.&lt;br /&gt;School called me up for a interview tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;Yayness.&lt;br /&gt;I need to do my research on Administration.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, im not really sure abt the course.&lt;br /&gt;Did a lil bit of research abt the course earlier and somehow or so i roughly get the idea&lt;br /&gt;but not that much.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well whatever it is, i won't blow this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i can into the course.&lt;br /&gt;I can see hope.&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense crappers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouhkay thats about all i can say here.&lt;br /&gt;Update tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;Awwww.. . I love u ghostly readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a shower now. The first for the day and its nearly 7pm hahahaahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Of course im sad. But no use hanging ard u anymore if nothing is changing. Don't think im doing good and jolly well happy cos im not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-52321026975604905?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/52321026975604905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/52321026975604905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6668498226461387512</id><published>2010-04-12T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:08:00.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop daydreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it won&apos;t come true.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough i slept like 5plus in the morning yesterday and woke up like 6hrs later.&lt;br /&gt;I was sleepy thru out the day and managed to somehow sleep for 2omins just nice before&lt;br /&gt;Hairspray started.&lt;br /&gt;Missed the Shrek Forever and After thingy.&lt;br /&gt;I repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh i can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Kept tossing and turning.&lt;br /&gt;Then lay still and started what else besides daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;Im still not used to it.&lt;br /&gt;Not this unable to sleep situation, just this one thing that will always be in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;One thing.&lt;br /&gt;One person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all, everything else just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;My life sucks right now.&lt;br /&gt;Totally. Useless.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;People are getting ready for school tmrw but im not.&lt;br /&gt;Fine i know others may have the same situation as me but seriously, it sucks isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;At the age of just 19, well in my case lets just say 18.&lt;br /&gt;Im like lost.&lt;br /&gt;March and April dislikes me so much.&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened during this two months.&lt;br /&gt;At least last year April, im kinda have a life, have a school and have someone by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Ouhh intan, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;Reality checked intan, nothing will change for this one matter that is always stucked in ur mind.&lt;br /&gt;But how could i not to ?&lt;br /&gt;Not thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to let go.&lt;br /&gt;I can't move forward cos i kept reversing and get stuck there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope my appeal will be a successful one.&lt;br /&gt;Please ITE, at least give me something to cheer me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-6668498226461387512?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6668498226461387512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6668498226461387512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/ugh-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6844219063020115598</id><published>2010-04-11T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:55:04.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i will.'/><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>Mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at it all and wonder how we can turn back time to change it all.&lt;br /&gt;But what for. If mistakes are being made again.&lt;br /&gt;Or its too late to do something abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Everything lost.&lt;br /&gt;Everything ended.&lt;br /&gt;Everything crashed down.&lt;br /&gt;And the sad thing is when u know its u who made it to what it is now.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;But then u finally understood that it hurt that other person more than we imagine it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Then, like i said, everything ended.&lt;br /&gt;Because its u who lead to all these.&lt;br /&gt;These mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lead to all these. My mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality checked and im awake now. No more daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;I accept it.&lt;br /&gt;No worries. I'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything. I appreciate it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i meant nothing, u still and always mean something to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-6844219063020115598?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6844219063020115598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6844219063020115598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7948748879911377350</id><published>2010-04-07T12:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:44:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to train your . ..  self</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay the title doesn't really make .. uhmmmm idk.&lt;br /&gt;Okay cut cut.&lt;br /&gt;Hello there dear ghostly readers !&lt;br /&gt;I hope ya'll are doing fine cos im not really doing that fine yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the past posts that i blogged was all solely regarding my education.&lt;br /&gt;And ... the problem is still lingering around me until next week.&lt;br /&gt;Only if the results is succesful. ** Pray pray hard **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helllooo those eligible for poly just go ahead with poly lah, don't linger your time in the course i wanted. Just shoo shoo away and let people like me enter that course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im saying this to the O level students. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to serious matter. i've three choices by now. So hope either one will do me good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of that. Lets go to the fun fun stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/how%20to%20train%20your%20dragon" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="How To Train Your Dragon Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff194/lubuliu/howtotydragon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watched it yesterday in 3D. Oh my god worth the 11 bucks i tell ya. Toothless is soooooo adorable ! I thought it was just a normal cute dragon, eventually its a Night Fury. The dragon who kinda brought desruction to the village whatsover. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We missed about 5 mins of the show. Only entered when Hiccup was briefing abt his village. Andpeople watching movies at P.S just seated anyhow, anywhere where seats are available. Lol. And so did we. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I still have yet watch Remember Me and When in Rome. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Date night seems preety interesting as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ouh well, just waut for the time or just wait for the pirated DVDs hahaahaha. K Bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7948748879911377350?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7948748879911377350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7948748879911377350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-to-train-your-self.html' title='How to train your . ..  self'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2987199438117599607</id><published>2010-04-05T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:17:36.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im still not accepting the fact.'/><title type='text'>Appeal. Backfire and reality.</title><content type='html'>Hey there .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its monday, i've to get up early and met up with my classmates to appeal.&lt;br /&gt;Taken into consideration that we have no idea what to do,&lt;br /&gt;end up gg from here to there and around.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get what i mean ?&lt;br /&gt;Well im too sleepy-headed to explain.&lt;br /&gt;Just wishes everything will go well this time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess my behaviour backfire me this time.&lt;br /&gt;No. Its all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Its not only based on GPA, other reasons as well.&lt;br /&gt;For us the reasons may be invalid, but for those in charge, it is. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;Friends said im stupid, blowing up my chances with my behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher told me , told you so.&lt;br /&gt;Well that helps.&lt;br /&gt;Help in a way by making me think of how a dumbass i am.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, i shall say its my fault. Im not always punctual, i often ran away frm classes and im not really in good terms with my CA.&lt;br /&gt;In my way of looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;Well screw me then.&lt;br /&gt;Im appealing for Business Studies, Administration.&lt;br /&gt;My overall GPA is more than enough to land me in that course.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, even if its only ITE, i mean my working my ass of in ITE so what?&lt;br /&gt;Its still a building whereby education is also being held at.&lt;br /&gt;Its just the standards that are different.&lt;br /&gt;So who cares?&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is that, in ITE really did help improvised me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;In my studies i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my overall GPA is 3.068 or something. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be satisfied but well its good enough. Alhamdullillah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gees, for once i appreaciate what i got.&lt;br /&gt;Now i sound like a snob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and . . im waiting for the results. Im hoping hard for that.&lt;br /&gt;Im not ready to enter the 'working adults'  environment yet.&lt;br /&gt;Neither am i ready to use adult fares. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for the last two weeks i've been dreaming until u hit me back to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-2987199438117599607?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2987199438117599607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2987199438117599607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/appeal-backfire-and-reality.html' title='Appeal. Backfire and reality.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3911453628734493399</id><published>2010-04-03T01:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T02:02:36.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have faith.'/><title type='text'>Its a rough period of life.</title><content type='html'>Im sad. Im feeling really downcast.&lt;br /&gt;First thing, im lost. I mean idk where im leading to now if things isn't gg the right way.&lt;br /&gt;The way ive planned it to be.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i've been lost abt my education journey once and now im in this situation again.&lt;br /&gt;At least last year, i had backup plans.&lt;br /&gt;Going into ITE wasn't a mistake. I don't regret it at all.&lt;br /&gt;Thats why im hoping to progress in ITE but the result was devastating.&lt;br /&gt;Im totally sad. I've no words to decribe what im feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;Its not because i did bad in my exams okay. Get that. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;My mind getting creative by the minute, thinking of the possibilities and negatives possibilities as well.&lt;br /&gt;If its negative, i'll just break down.&lt;br /&gt;Im hoping i'll get into that course.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna appeal. Appeal hard.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same, i don't want to do things due to desperate measures.&lt;br /&gt;Like, for example, vacancies available in other courses are like engineering, megatronics etc.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, im nt interested in any.&lt;br /&gt;Second thing, i don't have any idea about the courses.&lt;br /&gt;And. Its common sense. Higher nitec is for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;2 years.&lt;br /&gt;Im not gonna involve myself in a course that im not interested at all for two years.&lt;br /&gt;Interest still take a stand in my situation. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;Still. idk.&lt;br /&gt;My looking forward to Monday and see how thing goes.&lt;br /&gt;My plans are messed up once again. And this time im really feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;For O levels, yeah i can say serve me right cos my grades ain't good. Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But now, im doing well in school.&lt;br /&gt;Its like wth for me. You feel what i feel people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still. i have to have faith in myself again and pick myself up, think positive.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll be given a space and a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;For now, i'll just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hair .. Don't ever leave me. I love you even if u don't see that in my face and the way im acting. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-3911453628734493399?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3911453628734493399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3911453628734493399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-rough-period-of-life.html' title='Its a rough period of life.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-8411624163895170662</id><published>2010-04-02T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:11:00.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw you.</title><content type='html'>SCREEEEEEWWWWW MY GOOD FCUKING GRADES OKAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST SCREW IT ALL AWAY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im freaking sad right now, sadder than ever.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a school and for the vacancies left in courses, only those electronic courses that are&lt;br /&gt;available.&lt;br /&gt;This time, ITE really makes me feel sooo downcast and fcuking low.&lt;br /&gt;It ain't funny.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if my GPA are 3 and above, i made it on the top list or whatsover.&lt;br /&gt;Screw all that .&lt;br /&gt;Now the only thing im angry about is my CA.&lt;br /&gt;No need to leave my calls unaswered and reject them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-8411624163895170662?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8411624163895170662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8411624163895170662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/screw-you.html' title='Screw you.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2894614127109658672</id><published>2010-04-02T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T01:20:02.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I don&apos;t have any ciggs to smoke BAH'/><title type='text'>Bonkers  !</title><content type='html'>Ouhkay im soo soooooo sooooooooo restless rite now !&lt;br /&gt;And im typing in full speed ( for my pace lah ) cos idk i think im going bonkers soon.&lt;br /&gt;Check my portal countless times.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;No calls or any msgs frm my CA.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Like i said earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Nope im not restless. Im gg bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;Im freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh i feel like dialing my CA up but since its 1.06am rite now, it would not be appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I shldn't be disturbing him. Maybe he's bedrocking or something.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. **Bad image**&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, urghhh when will morning comes. OMGGGGGAAADDDD.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda like repetition of last year.&lt;br /&gt;It was the same feeling again. Waiting for my results but helllooooooooo !&lt;br /&gt;School is starting in two weeks time and i don't even know what course im getting into.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, i only applied one course. GENIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;No, i don't even know if i'll get a school in the first place. Gees !&lt;br /&gt;Screw whatever my GPA was back then.&lt;br /&gt;Even if i did good, make it to the top list, if i don't get a place in that course, im dead.&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay relax. Chill.&lt;br /&gt;Chill Intan chill.&lt;br /&gt;***** DEEP BREATH IN AND OUT *****&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is not mentally cleared.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking out still.&lt;br /&gt;Yet. Okay lets think positive kay intan dearest.&lt;br /&gt;See im really gg bonkers, typing the post to myself ! =.=&lt;br /&gt;I did good.&lt;br /&gt;My GPA was good.&lt;br /&gt;Yes there's competitors frm the O level students, stilll ....&lt;br /&gt;STILL WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Lets just hope.&lt;br /&gt;Friend said 20plus frm my class got in to Leisure and Travel Operation. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe im one of the 20 ?&lt;br /&gt;Thats like nearly 3/4 of the class.&lt;br /&gt;Since my class has 38 people since i last recalled.&lt;br /&gt;Pheww.&lt;br /&gt;Okay now my mind is thinking straight. Still a lil ziq zaq .&lt;br /&gt;Im nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Way way too nervous.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in myself. But still .. sigh idk.&lt;br /&gt;If i didn't get in, im not really sure where im leading to next.&lt;br /&gt;No no no im not giving up.&lt;br /&gt;I'll call my CA first thing, or maybe a few things after i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray pray pray and just have faith in myself. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-2894614127109658672?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2894614127109658672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2894614127109658672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/bonkers.html' title='Bonkers  !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2870177368790726487</id><published>2010-04-01T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:01:46.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its April Fool.</title><content type='html'>Rite now im the fool. U wanna know why why WHY ?&lt;br /&gt;Ya'know i realized one thing about me . My ego.&lt;br /&gt;Way way tooo aiyooooo *slaps forehead many times*&lt;br /&gt;I totally was and am looking forward to today but then i kinda ruined it with my ego.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck me. Dang it dang dang dang it !&lt;br /&gt;*Slaps forehead many2 times and maybe hit myself on the wall ... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhh ! WHYYYYYYY INTAN WHYYYYYYY ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh besides that, ITE ???&lt;br /&gt;Hello helllloo?&lt;br /&gt;Don't u wanna tell me what course im getting&lt;br /&gt;into this coming april ??? *KNOCK KNOCK*&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww man . . ITE always does this to me.&lt;br /&gt;Making me self paranoid abt what if i don't have any school, not gonna study etc&lt;br /&gt;Sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously even if its April Fool, it ain't funny dear MOE. *hhmph*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and ! Clash of the Titans was AWESOME !&lt;br /&gt;I never really thought i'll be so engrossed into the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm does my sentence sound right?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i was not intrigued by the movie in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Hellooo i don't even know the story.&lt;br /&gt;I only knew Zeus.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I kinda roughly get the idea abt Zeus and his brothers, the Olympus or Olympic idk frm&lt;br /&gt;Percy Jackson movie.&lt;br /&gt;I know. Lame. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Bah ! At least now i know what !&lt;br /&gt;Anyway two thums up and 5 stars rating for Clash of the Titans. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-2870177368790726487?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2870177368790726487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2870177368790726487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-april-fool.html' title='Its April Fool.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4412775329173481387</id><published>2010-03-29T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:39:11.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Im glad if u try to give me a second chance.'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Im sorry but i can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I meant my tears. Not u and i.&lt;br /&gt;Im glad u're giving me another chance, well i guess so since u said that way and yeah it gave me a feeling of hope.&lt;br /&gt;And now it all went crashing down again.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want 'the end'.&lt;br /&gt;If that what u think u want, im fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously im not fine with it lah.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my so called 'no feelings' reactions. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;I miss ya so much ya know.&lt;br /&gt;Cos for the smiles u think im putting it all along, it just smiles to cover the sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I hope u'll have that sadness part in what become of us too.&lt;br /&gt;U think i'll never change, i think u never trust that i'll ever change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask myself then, did i ever change?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-4412775329173481387?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4412775329173481387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4412775329173481387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5700544286027861199</id><published>2010-03-29T02:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T02:27:41.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello. At time like this, the best solution for me is to doze off to wonderland. &lt;strong&gt;*Yawn*&lt;/strong&gt; Im &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;way way way&lt;/span&gt; too sleepy now. Still im watching youtube, downloading songs, did some yahoo search and currently blogging. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'know, i should really go to Borders or MPH or any bookstore to buy some novels to read. Yeah with the 'kinda bored and lonely' life im having now, reading is the best solution besides facebooking and bla3. Talking abt novels, i just finished one. Noooooo , not the twilight series. Im bored with it already. Just patiently waiting for the movie. Ya so its the book authored by Nicholas Sparks. The last song. &lt;strong&gt;Miley Cyrus&lt;/strong&gt; is actually the main reason why i've been searching for this book for months eversince i've heard of the upcoming movie heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S6-bPIBG_yI/AAAAAAAAA04/ryVBeZ7jIhY/s1600/The%2520Last%2520Song%2520MTI_Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 469px; HEIGHT: 539px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453748357921439522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S6-bPIBG_yI/AAAAAAAAA04/ryVBeZ7jIhY/s400/The%2520Last%2520Song%2520MTI_Final.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 bestselling author Nicholas Sparks's new novel is at once a compelling family drama and a heartrending tale of young love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seventeen year old Veronica "Ronnie" Miller's life was turned upside-down when her parents divorced and her father moved from New York City to Wilmington, North Carolina. Three years later, she remains angry and alientated from her parents, especially her father...until her mother decides it would be in everyone's best interest if she spent the summer in Wilmington with him. Ronnie's father, a former concert pianist and teacher, is living a quiet life in the beach town, immersed in creating a work of art that will become the centerpiece of a local church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tale that unfolds is an unforgettable story of love on many levels--first love, love between parents and children -- that demonstrates, as only a Nicholas Sparks novel can, the many ways that love can break our hearts...and heal them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*********************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap thats the book. And im done with it like yesterday. I did mention that alrdy rite? Anyway, it really have a good storyline. It made me teared to. I've no words to decribe the book cos helloooo im sleepy now. Hahaha so i shall go to sleep. Bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yeah the movie gonna be in cinema on May 13th. Hopefully i get to see it cos ya'know what, its really hard to watch movies if ur movie buddy is no longer ard. I miss him. &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/7303746908962454377-5700544286027861199?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5700544286027861199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5700544286027861199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S6-bPIBG_yI/AAAAAAAAA04/ryVBeZ7jIhY/s72-c/The%2520Last%2520Song%2520MTI_Final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5756029589759931425</id><published>2010-03-27T12:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T01:42:54.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its been ages since i last had a really satisfying gals day out with my bitchies happymakers. ILYBABES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC14913.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 531px; HEIGHT: 594px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/SDC14913.jpg" width="762" height="691" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SDC14883.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 531px; HEIGHT: 714px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/SDC14883.jpg" width="742" height="745" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the second pciture, crossed out Nisa and visualise Syu's face instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still, its a freaking long day today. Tired ya'know ! K bye . &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUH survivor today was like wth !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats was so unexpected. Let me tell ya that among all my friends, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess im the only one watching survivor with full enthusiasm. =.=&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="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K bye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5756029589759931425?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5756029589759931425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5756029589759931425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/yay-ness.html' title='Yay ness'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7611087869337810386</id><published>2010-03-20T03:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T03:17:51.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't get myself to zzzzzzzzzZZzzzz . .</title><content type='html'>Its 3.01am in the morning. Im freaking sleepy but like my usual attempt to sleep after yawning countless time, when i hit the bed, i can't sleep. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees. Its not imsomnia, its just me thinking too much. No my brain thinking too much leading me to think, daydream as usual. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, im not that emo anymore. Eh wait a minute, was i emo in the first place? Naahhh no no naahhh . . emo doesn't suit me. Melancholic. Haha. Yah anyway that is, im functioning preety normal now, all sorted out , well at least for some, knowing the fact yet still not accepting. Don't understand? Nevermind. Its just me who understands it. Still yeah, yayness to me then. Its been two weeks of the two different things that had happened. Got my pay and now only 3/4 of it is left in my savings. Due to ? Idk. I didn't do any shopping lately. Its just gone like snap. Better save my money gees cos after this no more pay rolling in intan. Wakey wakey for that. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is getting smaller. People know each other. Even if u don't expect that person to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinful things and act may be enjoyable at times. Or its just for self entertainment. For the sake of happiness? The reason may be stupid but sometimes it just felt right. Or like i said, self entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 3.11 now. Dad knocking the door. Lol. Im not having 'projects' like you assumed dad. No more of that. Sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is about me not being able to sleep and i know i've been talking randomly for every paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im depressed. But im smiling. Im feeling happy. Faking happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, i think i SHOULD sleep NOW before i blabber anymore nonsensical things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off for a weekend retreat tmrw. Yay. Hmm yeah right yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye . Im sleepy. Im talking too much. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7611087869337810386?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7611087869337810386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7611087869337810386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-get-myself-to-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='I can&apos;t get myself to zzzzzzzzzZZzzzz . .'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7544988403355617080</id><published>2010-03-13T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:52:57.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For today only, im smiling honestly. =)</title><content type='html'>Hees.&lt;br /&gt;Today was good.&lt;br /&gt;So much better, cos .. . i get to go out. Sounds so lameeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Well its good cos at least im not complaining abt being cooped up at home and doing nth rite?&lt;br /&gt;Had a very good quality time and laughter with my parents alone.&lt;br /&gt;Had our lunch, played bowling at CDANS together with my relatives and just walking arnd .&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm im just happy tday.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my parents for making me smile.&lt;br /&gt;At least for today im not feeling downcast.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my lovelies. Love you parents ! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;K .&lt;br /&gt;Thats all im gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;I still have yet to watch Alice in Wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;WTH.&lt;br /&gt;And Rob's latest movie is coming out this coming thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Well lucky my pay is in. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Kkkay. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S2HIda5wSVU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S2HIda5wSVU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OMGaaaaaaddddddddddddd. . . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just hope . That. Its not gonna be ' awww man.  so not good . .  . . ' like New Moon. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bye bye bye bye !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7544988403355617080?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7544988403355617080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7544988403355617080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-today-only-im-smiling-honestly.html' title='For today only, im smiling honestly. =)'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5501837965894033932</id><published>2010-03-11T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:31:24.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Im moving but backwords. Opps'/><title type='text'>What ? Im bored lah !</title><content type='html'>Being cooped up at home is seriously no fun at all. NO FUN AT ALL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, im so kaninafcukingcibai bored. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM FEELING SO USELESS RITE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what i can do . . . Urmmmmmmm . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHHHHHHHHH SADNESS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so different without u here lah hair !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KKAY BUHBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5501837965894033932?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5501837965894033932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5501837965894033932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-im-bored-lah.html' title='What ? Im bored lah !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7252922574716332329</id><published>2010-03-10T01:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T21:27:25.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equals to sadness.'/><title type='text'>Happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0299.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 459px; HEIGHT: 640px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i591.photobucket.com/albums/ss358/natnilurun/Photo0299.jpg" width="543" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im being such a nuisance for my own self-destruction. Does it even make sense?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I making it more difficult for myself. But thats the only way rite?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7252922574716332329?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7252922574716332329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7252922574716332329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html' title='Happiness.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4444070719558996454</id><published>2010-03-09T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T01:45:46.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This is my answer. =D'/><title type='text'>Kelly Clarkson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWkiRyjxfRg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GWkiRyjxfRg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-4444070719558996454?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4444070719558996454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4444070719558996454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/kelly-clarkson.html' title='Kelly Clarkson'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7414637396809988537</id><published>2010-03-09T00:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:32:00.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one story.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Two sides'/><title type='text'>Its gonna be a long one</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5Ukvudo9GI/AAAAAAAAA0w/uBm8uyA7vvI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I kept crying these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday, i was crying as well as freaking out like kaninafcukingcibai.&lt;br /&gt;As of all u ghost readers know, my FB got the virus flu.&lt;br /&gt;Tagging pictures of me and commenting it on the pics and other ppl pics as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Soooooooo embarassing !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the center of attention to everyone. In a very bad way of course.&lt;br /&gt;Crying cos ppl are questioning me one by one what the hell is wrong wit my fb.&lt;br /&gt;Sadness ya'know. Innocent ley. =(&lt;br /&gt;Freaking out cos WHO THE HELL WILL NOT FREAK OUT IF THIS HAPPENED TO THEM&lt;br /&gt;LIKE SOOOOOOO SUDDENLY ?????&lt;br /&gt;When ur day was just a simple boring day and when the day coming to an end, suddenly u became the centre of attention to everyone. =__________________________=""&lt;br /&gt;Spent ant 5 hours untagging those that ' i tagged' and deleting my photo albums. BOOHOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Also did a new account for myself. Until this haywire thingy of mine is recovered.&lt;br /&gt;And it did ! Yayness.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the help people.&lt;br /&gt;I was worried sick for the whole entire day thinking if it had gone haywire again.&lt;br /&gt;I apolagized to you people out there. Truly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;******************************************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that crying part was yesterday story.&lt;br /&gt;But for this crying part, it still on yesterday's category.&lt;br /&gt;At times like this, i wish u were here. U did but . Well thanks anyway. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its better to cherish it while i can.&lt;br /&gt;I mean thats the only way to have u by my side.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i can. Im happy if u could.&lt;br /&gt;Even if we're still in this idk what relationship, i know that its not the same as it was before.&lt;br /&gt;But im still contented. It will last or it will not. I won't complain. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard what u said. Reluctant but since i said okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pretend im okay wit it all.&lt;br /&gt;That eight letter-ed phrase i'll keep it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;I am strong. Its like back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;U gave me the chances to live up the daydreams i had once before i met u.&lt;br /&gt;Thank u for that. I really do meant it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7414637396809988537?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7414637396809988537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7414637396809988537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/crying-d.html' title='Its gonna be a long one'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2931353212978987141</id><published>2010-03-07T14:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T15:09:33.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my boo back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hello hello hello !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NOCN2plrI/AAAAAAAAA0o/D8OEYULjKMw/s1600-h/boo%27s+simple+room.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445782174406645426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NOCN2plrI/AAAAAAAAA0o/D8OEYULjKMw/s400/boo%27s+simple+room.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi there people. Im practically bored so let me entertain myself by posting this stupid post of mine. As all u ghost readers know, these are the pictures of my newly renovated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pet's Society rooms. My boo's room. The boo im left with now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NN2iP3coI/AAAAAAAAA0g/7fNKJyafd_k/s1600-h/boo%27s+goth+room.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445781973722690178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NN2iP3coI/AAAAAAAAA0g/7fNKJyafd_k/s400/boo%27s+goth+room.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the first picture was Boo's retro relax room. Very retro inspired yet still quite plain.&lt;br /&gt;Not enough coins lah to buy more things to liven it up.  So this second pic is also a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plain room of Boo's. Black, white and red are the base colours. Haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NNs5YQvlI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/vpx2IH9gUVs/s1600-h/Boo%27s+room+6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445781808133226066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NNs5YQvlI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/vpx2IH9gUVs/s400/Boo%27s+room+6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This third pictures can be considered as Boo's kitchen. Well dining area to be exact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since Boo doesn't really cook even if its virtually, so kitchen equipments and appliances are not really needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NNX7fpajI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qSfeG3alEcU/s1600-h/Boo%27s+bedroom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445781447923821106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NNX7fpajI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qSfeG3alEcU/s400/Boo%27s+bedroom.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Boo's bedroom.  Blue is the main colour. I like this room. It still have the nursery look to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it haha. Gosh im talking crap. Dang it. If only I have that kind of window in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NM-kdc-PI/AAAAAAAAA0I/d8Xp37o4YXg/s1600-h/Boo%27s+room+7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445781012243871986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NM-kdc-PI/AAAAAAAAA0I/d8Xp37o4YXg/s400/Boo%27s+room+7.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehehehe. This is my favourite room of all. I am so proud of myself after renovating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this room. Okay i've run out of craps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im trying to keep myself happy now. So I will and acts like im okay with it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretend there's nothing wrong. =)&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/7303746908962454377-2931353212978987141?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2931353212978987141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2931353212978987141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-my-boo-back.html' title='I want my boo back.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S5NOCN2plrI/AAAAAAAAA0o/D8OEYULjKMw/s72-c/boo%27s+simple+room.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3771742135024676319</id><published>2010-03-06T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T09:31:25.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eveything was fake.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aftr the fourteen'/><title type='text'>Updates . .  that if u wanna know or read</title><content type='html'>Life is kinda haywire rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so emotionally unbalanced. So frustrated wit myself.&lt;br /&gt;Parents asking me questions.&lt;br /&gt;Wardrobe driving me craaazyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Room gettin me all so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Face getting me worried.&lt;br /&gt;Tummy getting me soooo paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;Weather getting me so heaty.&lt;br /&gt;Hair is making me missed.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i cut my hair short or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I need my hair with the capital H by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Kay.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;Now i have to reset eveything back to square one.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-3771742135024676319?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3771742135024676319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3771742135024676319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/updates-that-if-u-wanna-know-or-read.html' title='Updates . .  that if u wanna know or read'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6704585208705988151</id><published>2010-03-03T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T00:53:27.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** Remember all the things we wanted **&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everything was okay.&lt;br /&gt;But little did i realized it was not what it seems to be or what i thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;Formality.&lt;br /&gt;I realized the difference and today i know why.&lt;br /&gt;Its sad but.&lt;br /&gt;See how things work then.&lt;br /&gt;Predictions and predicted.&lt;br /&gt;Never predict it to be that way.&lt;br /&gt;I've listen and i took actions.&lt;br /&gt;But trust isn't coming my way.&lt;br /&gt;Never will i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Normal?&lt;br /&gt;That seems preety decent but it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Predicted.&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;At least i know whats coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;** Now all the memories left haunted. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it did came. Just as predicted. Edited at 00.51am.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;Unbalanced but i try to control these feelings im having.&lt;br /&gt;Indelible moments.&lt;br /&gt;Not to be forgotten. But tiramisu.&lt;br /&gt;Aishiteru.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-6704585208705988151?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6704585208705988151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6704585208705988151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/03/remember-all-things-we-wanted-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7134438063442060495</id><published>2010-02-25T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:48:26.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faster faster lah finish !</title><content type='html'>Hahahahhaa !&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; attachment gonna end. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOON. NEXT WEEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STILL FCUKISH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian ya'know !&lt;br /&gt;Anyways its just a week to go sooooo im fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;I just need a good damn 10 to 12 hrs sleep only haha.&lt;br /&gt;Life is good now.&lt;br /&gt;Slightly better than usual. Not really that much unhappiness revolving ard me. Woah . So emo. Lol. Naahhh i ain't emo.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell lah im so freaking broke already. I spent 493.01 bucks in 2 weeks i guess oh no its 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what i bought or wasted on hah.&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, clothes, taxi fares and ciggs. Food ? Not really leh?&lt;br /&gt;Still still still didn't buy any lingerie for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need new bras and panties.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh i bough a set of panties like a month ago. Naahh need to top up.&lt;br /&gt;Im talking crap lah.&lt;br /&gt;I need entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7134438063442060495?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7134438063442060495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7134438063442060495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/02/faster-faster-lah-finish.html' title='Faster faster lah finish !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-1439630977747062594</id><published>2010-02-20T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T22:40:50.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sian . . . . . . . . . ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3_yja-MkmI/AAAAAAAAA0A/-N9nCYhqtDg/s1600-h/Photo0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440333565236384354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3_yja-MkmI/AAAAAAAAA0A/-N9nCYhqtDg/s400/Photo0275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;U people wanna know WHY? Whats the cause?&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE its about me lah.&lt;br /&gt;My blog mah.&lt;br /&gt;Got not time to talk abt other people here.&lt;br /&gt;Bitching and gossiping shldn't be done online but in a clan. LOL&lt;br /&gt;No relation to the previous sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seem preety easy but its easier said than done. Verbally but not physically?&lt;br /&gt;Isit so hard just to be me?&lt;br /&gt;Me being me?&lt;br /&gt;Myself being myself?&lt;br /&gt;Without people thinking that im me because of this and that.&lt;br /&gt;Im just me being me being myself.&lt;br /&gt;And this me is currently confused on what i myself is typing or talking abt.&lt;br /&gt;U confused too?&lt;br /&gt;So am i ! Me and myself !&lt;br /&gt;Hhahaaahhaahaha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ouhya forgot something ! Oh isit forget ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want my fun back. That means no more work pls. I just hate looking at people dressing up on a saturday and there i am wearing my uniform, with an apron. vest and bow tie. LOL. Actually its more to that. I just want to end this. If not, everything will be ruin again. I just wish u can see what i meant and see the people whom i working with. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-1439630977747062594?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1439630977747062594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1439630977747062594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/02/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3_yja-MkmI/AAAAAAAAA0A/-N9nCYhqtDg/s72-c/Photo0275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2962857630789837007</id><published>2010-02-18T02:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T03:02:13.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3w8Od66wMI/AAAAAAAAAz4/s_JR-8ZOi5E/s1600-h/SDC14733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439288669204299970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3w8Od66wMI/AAAAAAAAAz4/s_JR-8ZOi5E/s400/SDC14733.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pocot its near to 3 am already . Opps.&lt;br /&gt;A lil to overboard with internet surfing i guess. Intan go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Apparently i've work tomorrow hahahaha at 11. ELEVEN YA'KNOW !&lt;br /&gt;Until . . uhmmm 11? ELEVEN YA'KNOW !&lt;br /&gt;Cialat ley . .&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind two more weeks left and after then im free again whuaahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Actually supposedly attachment ends next week BUT&lt;br /&gt;Heh i took A WEEK OFF . So good rite?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy isit ? Nobody will let off their staffs during CNY but i managed to get it. Heh&lt;br /&gt;No. Dun even wanna talked abt it. Too personal . Like LOL hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;So did i get a good rest? Ya think? THINK!&lt;br /&gt;Evidently im really in a good mood now. CURRENTLY.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because im not crying to sleep tonite?&lt;br /&gt;Talk is cheap. Changes can either make something gd out of it or just merely bad.&lt;br /&gt;In my situation, its bad.&lt;br /&gt;Who's fault?&lt;br /&gt;Guess guess?&lt;br /&gt;She's 1.6 tall, currenly serving her attachment , she's been quite emo talking about london bridge and stuffs etc.&lt;br /&gt;Guess it already?&lt;br /&gt;If u guess it right, u won the chance of continuing to read this post. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways . . . . . .. . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh wait wait. Ive a correction to a comment i made yesterday .&lt;br /&gt;If i changed, i will be happy because im changing to who i was before not someone else. Someone who for others may just think im still the same but currently im actually not. Not currently, its been months and i've still yet to be that intan. Sigh u guys won't understand what im babbling about anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i stuffed myself with fast food since saturday i think? Lets see, KFC, MCD, KFC, KFC and today AYAM MASAK LEMAK! Less on the carbs but more on the chickens. Hey i do eat my veges okay ! The Kangkong Belacan at the CCK Park was simply yummy ! Oh well at least i do eat my veges even if its once in a blue moon or something. Did i tell u i ate KFC coselow too? Mind the spelling haha. Its nice when u add chilli sause to it and add a few pieces of the crispy chicken layer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im talking WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY too much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cialat ! 5 hours of sleep only !!!!!! FIVE HOURS ONLY YA'KNOW !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Okay bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-2962857630789837007?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2962857630789837007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2962857630789837007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-pocot-its-near-to-3-am-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3w8Od66wMI/AAAAAAAAAz4/s_JR-8ZOi5E/s72-c/SDC14733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5847544957507035572</id><published>2010-02-15T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:34:42.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finally it turned out sweet'/><title type='text'>It started off rough</title><content type='html'>Thank you for today even if we had a rough start. Maybe today wasn't as perfect or according to plan to anything you and me had in plan, but i guess this simple meeting is what we need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5847544957507035572?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5847544957507035572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5847544957507035572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-started-off-rough.html' title='It started off rough'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-149784500298118025</id><published>2010-02-14T05:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T05:48:36.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i dun want it to come true but i wish it will.'/><title type='text'>This Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dreamt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U were out three times with someone i knew through mutual friends. 3 times. U wore red, white and black shirt. I confronted u in front of an mrt station. Confront not in a 'minah' way but saying it out like my own style, without no feelings. No feelings doesnt mean no feelings. Its just an expression. So yeah back to the dream, u denied but then i told u that girl approached me to show the pcitures taken btwn u and her. Ouh u even treated her lunch and movies three times straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot more to this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this dream were to become a de ja vu in the future, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'll be very happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have my own reasons why. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Im not nuts. Im thinking straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;U know what hurts the most? Fighting when we didnt even had the chance to even wish each other happy valentine day and happy anniversary. U want me to change, im trying to. Im not being sacarstic or putting up a fit or anything, im just preety much awake, can't sleep. For u i didnt, i know. Who will trust someone like me to change that easily rite. Please dun think that im happy2 typing it all out rite now, im still sad and ive broke into tears again but u wouldn't know, cos u can't see. Vice versa i see u neither and i dun feel how u feel. I get it now. Im changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;U may think im self centred, but imagine this. If we were not gg to meet today, let me tell u this. Ive made my effort trying to be with u on this day. Taking leaves to even quitting my job. U appreciate that? I dun think so. Yes, u may say im the one who's making things complicated. Quitting my job is the riskiest thing that i ever did. No matter how good ur great are, even if ur top 15 in class, failing ur attachment will cause u the chance of moving on to h.nitec. Im expecting today, february 14. U think i dun want to mit u? I quit my job just to be with u today and u think negative abt it. One word thanks, if we are not meeting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U say i nvr appreciate u, well then think again.&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/7303746908962454377-149784500298118025?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/149784500298118025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/149784500298118025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-dream.html' title='This Dream'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3441971886369476543</id><published>2010-02-12T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:45:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurul Intan</title><content type='html'>I made everything so so so soooooooooo complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell can't i think before doing, saying, acting or responding to something. Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im to to to toooooooo stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And due to my own self destrruction, im kinda landing myself into a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big big&lt;/span&gt; trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-3441971886369476543?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3441971886369476543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3441971886369476543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/02/nurul-intan.html' title='Nurul Intan'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7372432161684992071</id><published>2010-02-09T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T00:09:00.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maybe donna isn&apos;t trying hard enough.'/><title type='text'>London Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Story of London Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436275956535388898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3GILgpJ6uI/AAAAAAAAAzw/vf5gsrJA9Gw/s400/tower-bridge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;London bridge. I called it london bridge cos london bridge is falling down, falling down . London bridge was magic at the beginning. It was superb, so stable and it was just full of happiness and one day everything changes. I can't remember why but it just felt different and london bridge was not stable. Two contractors found a solution on making it stable again but i guess the lady contractor was just freaking stubborn. They can't seem to compramise with each other. Mind my spelling. Im not one of the smart alecks in Spellcast. Back to the story, the donna just kept breaking the bricks of the bridge while the ummo was trying very hard to keep up with the donna but it seems that it just won't work. Now the ummo and the donna are taking a break from building the london bridge again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The donna is at fault but at the same time the donna is just to egoistic. The ummo, he have the reasons to be pissed at the donna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The donna understands now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you ummo for being able to tolerate with the stubbornness of the donna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The donna appreciates it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a way of a telling a story. I guess i won't be able to make it as a storyteller. Im so bad at it gaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Donna wants everything to be normal. It can be if &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt; make extra effort to become who she was before.&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/7303746908962454377-7372432161684992071?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7372432161684992071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7372432161684992071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/02/london-bridge.html' title='London Bridge'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3GILgpJ6uI/AAAAAAAAAzw/vf5gsrJA9Gw/s72-c/tower-bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6146687218961147292</id><published>2010-02-08T23:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:54:08.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No more tears already london bridge.'/><title type='text'>Complications</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3A42X9YBSI/AAAAAAAAAzo/fMLX52bpqIo/s1600-h/4110144602_d5c5c3f856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435907257031722274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3A42X9YBSI/AAAAAAAAAzo/fMLX52bpqIo/s400/4110144602_d5c5c3f856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess there's no denial that Ochre has made my life a lil bit more stressful, sad and and complications along the way. Im tired. From the long hours and then longer hours, dealing with complications along the way and having to have nags frm my dad about work frm my shitty pay to my long hrs. Im tired frm all these. I may seem nonchalant but im nt happy either. Yes, frm the pay, nags, long hours + longer hours and arguments. People wants me to quit and so do i but i have no choice. Given that its not for school sake, i won't be putting up with shitty pay and long hrs but i have to. Yes im playing safe but i do take risks once in a while. Once in a while only. But not now. Im really tired. Im stressed out and of course as usual nobody seems to see that cos im used to havin fake smiles. By the end of feb, im done with it. No more waiting till 14 march cos by the time march comes, i will be by myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i should be thanking myself for ruining everything between u and me. London bridge is crashing down. until this work is over and me changing to who i was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, i like who i am now. But that is physically. Im much more less in a way frm my previous body heh. But, literally i consider that i have changed. Maybe not to my friends, my personally yes i agree that i have changed. Changes. This time of the previous year, im still that Intan u know. Gullible, innocent in a way and just plain nice haha but now. No im serious abt that nice thingy. Now im becoming to be more rude. Just plain rude and can't control my anger and yes im sorry to you cos im always venting it and showing it off on u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO THE FIRST PARAGRAPH. Im doing it for my grade. I need a good grade to make it . I don't want to waste my GPA just because i failed tis industrial attachment. Of course i don't want to waste us either. Its been nearly a year and im loving it even if there's complications along the way. Even if the complications are always started by me. If thats what u want, i leave it to u. Ive ruined enuf already as far as im concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not understand or feel the way u feel and neither can u. Im self centred. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I may consider quitting now even if it ruin it all.&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/7303746908962454377-6146687218961147292?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6146687218961147292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6146687218961147292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/02/complications.html' title='Complications'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S3A42X9YBSI/AAAAAAAAAzo/fMLX52bpqIo/s72-c/4110144602_d5c5c3f856.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4479435931763940202</id><published>2010-01-31T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T01:40:48.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello !</title><content type='html'>Currently im downloading games for spintop. I love the games there eventhough the games that im downloading are all free trial yet whatver its still fun haha ! U see, i've no credit cards to pay the bills later on. Oh talking abt something related to $$$ , im getting my pay next week ! Yes !&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait ! Because . . . . .  . . . .  .  i want to see how much are they paying me. Or its still sticks to the basic pay. Anyways, i guess if u people , i said IF, there's people reading this blog, well i guess u guys are problably bored already with me. " Confirm she talked abt her job  . . .  " thingy. Well i love too but naahh . . .  Haha ! I've met my darling babes for two consecutive weeks, err is my spelling correct or is that 'c' word is in the right sentence? Anyway yup really glad to meet them. Still , im also glad to meet my dearest Hair !  Hahaha ! Okay thats all ! Morning people !&lt;br /&gt;For this week, i had a life and im happy with it. It has been quite sometime since i just laze ard at home and watching tv doing nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-4479435931763940202?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4479435931763940202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4479435931763940202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello.html' title='hello !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-8112660283101074053</id><published>2010-01-23T02:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:48:58.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if u accept it or not. bye.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this is my declaration'/><title type='text'>the same thing</title><content type='html'>Yes its another issue on the attachment. I left work closed to 2am today. Fcuk shit kaninafcukingcibai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other issue, im too tired to think abt it. I don't know how's the current situation like. Just to make things clear, i worked my ass off today till that 1.40am . The strain on my left hand, till my backbone down to the pain of 'sure get blueblack' on my right foot is killing me. Me being happy ? Me having fun ? Me gg out with my collegues when im working my ass off ? Im too tired to think about all that cos i know what i was doing the whole night and not keeping secrets. Breaking promises yes but ive no control on my working hours. Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gg to sleep. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-8112660283101074053?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8112660283101074053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8112660283101074053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/01/same-thing.html' title='the same thing'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-3553527572350584352</id><published>2010-01-20T05:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T05:57:58.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attachment issue again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S1YqtfX2kBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/IrlHYGjRoAc/s1600-h/Photo0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428573361845735442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S1YqtfX2kBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/IrlHYGjRoAc/s400/Photo0063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehs. Yup im bloggin abt it again. Cos u wanna know WHY ??? My work just ended roughly abt 4hrs 45mins ago. Time check, its 0545.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like WTH! My hours are really getting longer and longer, and still , my pay is just a freaking 500 bucks. Uhm alhamdullilah for that money part yet still, sigh. There's like an event gg on tday, and there will be two upcoming ones on thurs and fri. For today, im not really needed for that restaurant waitress thingy so i slacked like hell in the bar yet im still complaining. There's stil hard work to it ya knw. And i broke 2 Martini glasses. Again. Decided to bring up the issue on me wrking morning shifts for a few days in a week and problably get my answer next week when they set up my schedule. Ouh i really wanna say this sentence. For the first time since i started work, today will be the first day whereby my long hours and hardwork paid off. Time flies by quickly when u're actually doing something then nothing. Eventhough i said i slacked like hell inside the bar with 3 others. But that slacking period was meant to last for only a short while. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yah, why the hell am i still awake? Im nt really sure bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this end wrk after 12 thingy is beginning to often, i really don't have enough money for another $34.60 cab fares even if i can claimed it. Im nearly broke. By just a few dollars. Hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-3553527572350584352?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3553527572350584352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/3553527572350584352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/01/attachment-issue-again.html' title='attachment issue again'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/S1YqtfX2kBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/IrlHYGjRoAc/s72-c/Photo0063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4220542668862522361</id><published>2010-01-14T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T12:19:59.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$%((*(^)***%$$$'/><title type='text'>ATTACHMENT</title><content type='html'>Now that i realized that my working hours are damn shitty, i . . . . don't know what to do abt it. Like fcuk, ive no time for my life ! My fun ! NO TIME ! Its like 3 till 11 or 4 till 12 literally. Damnit. If its morning shift once in a while, im fine with it but now its like none. U see its like common sense what, if lets say i wrk morning, i knocked off i ard 5.30, at least i have some time to spend with my friends, bf, family or just practically laze ard at home like fbooking etc, but afternoon shifts are like shit. Work starts at 3 or 4, obviously before that i'll be sleeping my ass off to get ample rest rite? The train journey is another issue. Fcuk it. Damn it. Nbcb. And i dun think there's enough staff cos like yesterday, i was sleeping soundly ard 10.30 and my manager called to ask me to come down earlier. I did having to think that i'll be gg off earlier but what the hell, im the only staff on the floor. The only waitress. I did my job frm 1 till 11. Haha. Okay im done complaining. Im taking a day or 2 days off. Even if im not sick !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting by tmrw !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2 more months to go !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-4220542668862522361?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4220542668862522361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4220542668862522361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/01/attachment.html' title='ATTACHMENT'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7560942878871690529</id><published>2010-01-09T13:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:46:37.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets do a quickie here !</title><content type='html'>Hey there people ! Let me just do a simple summary of everything cos i guess i'll be missing for quite a while after this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing, from my previous post, my cough is still lingering ard. Not worst yet still not good. Anyways, i've started my attachment since last mon. Located at Orchard Central, its OChere Bar, at level 11. Its an italian based fine dining restaurant, but for now only the bar is open. The restaurant will only be open in early feb. Anyways, i feel like wanting to change to another job, cos its preety obvious rite, my job doesn't really have anything related to the course im doing. Tourism. Maybe i'll gv my CA a call. But its a good experience u knw, having to not be in ur comfort zone and picked up a few things here and there. But still, i would prefer another job even if it still enjoyed it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i guess i'll be busy. I just can't wait to get it over and done with. And seriously, i can't wait for school to start. Okay thats all. And ouh, i just need ur understanding and thats all. :) Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7560942878871690529?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7560942878871690529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7560942878871690529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/01/lets-do-quickie-here.html' title='Lets do a quickie here !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-8405854154042677141</id><published>2010-01-01T14:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:01:36.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever ! Fever !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;What a way to start of the new year by being extremely sick, body aching all over, sore throat and etc. Bah ! But in other words, honestly i was not in any mood for countdown yesterday i could have fainted any time. Okay happy new year people. Bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-8405854154042677141?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8405854154042677141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8405854154042677141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2010/01/fever-fever.html' title='Fever ! Fever !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-1498488416986647331</id><published>2009-12-31T12:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:07:06.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown. No?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye 2009. Haha. I've changed drastically from my thoughts to my doings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Szwp2W57R9I/AAAAAAAAAzI/T6U7nCSQH2w/s1600-h/SDC14347.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421254065285449682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Szwp2W57R9I/AAAAAAAAAzI/T6U7nCSQH2w/s400/SDC14347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've no plan for today yet or no plans at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im freaking bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I need my bits of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay im done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2010 comes, and hello im 19 this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bah. Ive been legally 18 for just 2 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7303746908962454377-1498488416986647331?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1498488416986647331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1498488416986647331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/countdown-no.html' title='Countdown. No?'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Szwp2W57R9I/AAAAAAAAAzI/T6U7nCSQH2w/s72-c/SDC14347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6110180667298610522</id><published>2009-12-29T21:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:33:47.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its not too late to wish myself happy birthday haha'/><title type='text'>Its about time people !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;OKAY I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR 365 OR 356 DAYS FOR TODAY AND YEAH FINALLY !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/SzoG_0CW3GI/AAAAAAAAAzA/EcP3ZHKlozQ/s1600-h/SDC14406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420652794863869026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/SzoG_0CW3GI/AAAAAAAAAzA/EcP3ZHKlozQ/s400/SDC14406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahahahaha ! Yayness to me for being a year older. Bah !&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Still i have age issues.&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, most of the recent people i met are 1-2 years younger. Oh whatever ! Anyways, i kinda spent from morning till late afternoon at town. I went there with a formal look, long sleeves and skirt plus sneakers as early as 10. Yah its weird drssing formally and pairing it up with sneakers. Did some freaking last min things before the interview and me freaking out trying to find a way to get to level 6 of Far East Plaza. =.=" Got a job like finally ! Starting next monday. Oh man, im so used to lazing ard at home, well not actually sticking ard at home that much but .. oh well its for my grades, so attachment here i come. Received a chipmunks movie treat. Thank u darl ! Really enjoyed the chipmunks movie ! Im home now, obviously. Rushed home as mum so called said that we'll be eating out later, got back home and dearest dad was asleep. Lols. Anyways, i had fun ! Lots of laughter and nonsense today . Hees ! Bye. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See ya when 2010 comes !&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/7303746908962454377-6110180667298610522?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6110180667298610522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6110180667298610522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-about-time-people.html' title='Its about time people !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/SzoG_0CW3GI/AAAAAAAAAzA/EcP3ZHKlozQ/s72-c/SDC14406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7459736196253748004</id><published>2009-12-24T18:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:23:39.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If its my fault'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn it then.'/><title type='text'>Im the fcuking bad daughter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She wanted to go. Didn't hear her asking me to tag along. Can totally swear on that. I said i can go on my own, just carry on with hers since &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's all ready to go yet instead she didn't go ahead with her plans and went back home. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blabbering non stop saying 'im not ur servant that u can be rude at'. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now im like what the hell.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My fault?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7459736196253748004?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7459736196253748004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7459736196253748004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-fcuking-bad-daughter.html' title='Im the fcuking bad daughter.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-1606727590625205386</id><published>2009-12-19T14:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:24:29.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I asked my dad to buy pads for me. =.=&quot;'/><title type='text'>The Wallet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did a dirty job with Dha yesterday. All because of our stupidity, well actually its mine cause im the one who threw it. Oppsy ! Anyways, the rest of the story can be read from her blog. Hees.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-1606727590625205386?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1606727590625205386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/1606727590625205386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/wallet.html' title='The Wallet.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-815112629428358105</id><published>2009-12-17T14:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:17:30.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I couldn&apos;t find The Last Song book . . anybody?'/><title type='text'>Im a fan of the chipmunks !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I know i've been talking animals lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh well i guess they're are just too cute to resist.&lt;br /&gt;Hey ! That previous sentence . . sounds so familiar. Haha! Oh well!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ZT9b9d5sjw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6ZT9b9d5sjw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I can't wait for these cute squeakquel! I feel like grabbing Brittany's stuff toys at Toy r us. Im totally chipmunks-ing ! Loved the Single Ladies part !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well i guess i'll be watching the first movie later in the afternoon since i'll be doing nothing much ! Bye bye people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7303746908962454377-815112629428358105?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/815112629428358105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/815112629428358105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-fan-of-chipmunks.html' title='Im a fan of the chipmunks !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7598556853396161537</id><published>2009-12-16T02:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T02:23:17.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My chipmunks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;** Its cute to see those two little cute hamsters running around in the rabbit cage and yet the rabbits just sat still. These two lil rascals was literally everywhere on the body, running arnd, climbing onto their bodies and just stepping onto those rabbs like nobody business. Yet the rabbits sat still. **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Uhm hello hello? Why am i talking about rabbits and hamsters here? Cos i just had a moment with them hahahaahaah ! My boobs are getting fatter and fatter. And she's so cute ! Hahahahaa ! Its my hamster. Her biological name is Boobys. Nicknamed Boobs. And she's a 18bucks pearl white hamster. What? Boobs is a cute name alright! Im not being dirty here but its cute. Heheeh ! And she's mine. Only that boyfriend is her guardian who take care of her everything hehs and im just her owner. These adorable lil creatures are just too cute to resist. Well for those who are not 'eeeeeee' to them. Sorry can't seem to find the word to fill that spot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ouh did i said two? The other one belongs to Hair. Now my Boobs is the big sista to the small one. Gees ! I guess i gg nuts. Ouh my boobs likes the 'starstar' biscuits. Told by a very dependent source. Not honeystars. Hamsters biscuits. Haha! Okay im done ! Give myself a big, huge, enormous L O L for this post. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7598556853396161537?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7598556853396161537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7598556853396161537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-chipmunks.html' title='My chipmunks.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4932837218173644494</id><published>2009-12-13T17:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:32:23.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im not a flirt.'/><title type='text'>Watcha say .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pBI3lc18k8Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pBI3lc18k8Q&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its so difficult sometimes when u're not on the same track.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't accept my past, my past mistakes and maybe the person i am. I dun understand ur sadness but u can't see my tears as well. I dun entertain other people or strangers that much. Maybe once in while but for a friendly conversation and not flirting. For u, its easy for me to say all these simple words. but what else can i say. I can't find any sentences that will make a very good and valid reason. Yeah im a very nonchalant person. I know that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U will nvr understand me. I love u very much. But u will bever believe it. As u are msmning with me right now, im crying. Cos im tired of it already but i still dun wanna gv up. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-4932837218173644494?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4932837218173644494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4932837218173644494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='Watcha say .'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4583493383581085916</id><published>2009-12-11T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:12:16.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear with me lah im bored you know !</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its nearly the end of the day ! Another 2hours 1omins to be exact. Yup im blogging for the second time. Today is kinda like a day whereby im doing nothing basically and hours seems to pass by every time. And i survived. Im a survivor ! Crap. Siao already lah. Whole day at home, done nothing much, no good shows on tv etc. No food also. Ouh yaa i ate my home-cooked maggi mee goreng with egg! Two packets i tell ya ! TWO! And i ate it all ! Haha ! To survive for my very late lunch and very early dinner ! Im a one-meal-per-day person so im good. No gastric pain or whatsover. Im home alone since morning. Big brother have yet to come home. Let me tell you a secret, well first of all let me tell u this. Okay the day was humid today thus i decided to bath at a later time to avoid bathing in hot water. (My house is on the highest level of the flat if that explains the thingy im trying to tell here.) So as i was procastinating to bath, it was nearly dark. Aiyaaa its just that im a scaredy cat thus i bath before the sky turned dark with my bathroom door slightly opened and kept peeping behind. This is all due to that stupid horror drama i watched yesterday lah at Nisa's house! Damn it. Ouh i've been stucked in my room since my bath and randomly went out to check on my fat/thin cats. I guess they are bored too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouhh yaa, i watched this Japanese movie titled A handsome Suit Cinderella. Its about a ugly fat short guy whom is the chosen one to try a suit which can transform him to a very handsome guy. (The 'handsome guy' is not that handsome really. ) So thats when he gets all the lavish treats from women, crazy teenage girls and become a model for a modelling agency. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the ugly version, he's not that ugly actually. The movie exagerated it a bit. He has the normal fishmonger face you can find at any wet markets or Sheng Siong. Okay thats all. Im hungry again. maybe i'll whip up scrambled eggs serves with baked beans. Bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-4583493383581085916?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4583493383581085916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4583493383581085916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/bear-with-me-lah-im-bored-you-know.html' title='Bear with me lah im bored you know !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-4315499501592288002</id><published>2009-12-11T14:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T19:09:41.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dolt is a stupid person.'/><title type='text'>Im yearning for all my favourite foods right now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U know what i feel like doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course you people don't right? I feel like dolling myself up and do a camwhoring session alone but to think back that my camera are nowhere to be found. Ouh Mum and Dad brought it Langkawi. Vain. Yahhh but well thats just what i feel like doing. Im so bored at home now ! No plans for today. Lets see whats on my list today .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vacuuming the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Water the plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boil some fishes for my lovely fat cats to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well at least the list is lesser today compared to yesterday . Yet i did it in the nick of time hehs. not complimenting myself to be so 'rajin' to do the housechores. I still procastinate though. Really do. Like example, now. Its already 2.30om and yet my house is not clean and tidy, well me myself is yet clean. The weather is hot, hot water will ruin my hair. Okay no relation to the previous sentence. Bear with me with all these long post of mine. I don't know what else to do besides blogging, facebooking, youtubing etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With this current state, ( of no food in the house to be exact, except for &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maggi, gees im gonna get bald preety easily ) , tagging along with my parents to Langkawi was actually a preety good idea actually. Yaahh because of the food. Im hungry and i need to eat. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413867732078194482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/SyHsBLd4bzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/9iRslM7pk-c/s400/3215268658_a6c7a99df4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bah enough whining whatsoever, i better get started with the chores and clean myself up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After which, its time to cook my special Maggi Fried Noodles with eggs and anything else i could find in the refrigerator. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe its time for me to take up some cooking courses for my own sake?&lt;/strong&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/7303746908962454377-4315499501592288002?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4315499501592288002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/4315499501592288002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-yearning-for-all-my-favourite-foods.html' title='Im yearning for all my favourite foods right now!'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/SyHsBLd4bzI/AAAAAAAAAy0/9iRslM7pk-c/s72-c/3215268658_a6c7a99df4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-437566662008263101</id><published>2009-12-10T15:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:12:22.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im really in a good mood aren&apos;t i? =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geez'/><title type='text'>Its finally December !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hello hello hello there all you lovely people !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I dun really care if people still do read my blog or not, cause i rarely update too. Hees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anyways, im so called free from now on!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well officially will be starting from tmrw, thats when school really ends, but since i didn't attend school since last tues bla3, im free basically. The only thing about school that kinda paranoids me a little will be my IEP, industry attachment. Hopefully i get to go through one or two interviews. I need a job desperately for my grades! The job should be somehow or another connected to Tourism so wish me luck people. Headed down to school tmrw maybe to just checked with the teacher in charge. And and and, im looking forward to results day ! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkay okay enough abt school, im practically home alone now. Mum &amp;amp; Dad headed down to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Langkawi&lt;/span&gt; for a holiday retreat and big brother isn't home till night so sigh. I dun mind doing all the housework for a change since i didn't really help mum much these days except for the weekends. My two cats are sleeping soundly as always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lucky there's people called friends. Hees!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ouuuhhhh im craving again for that Hot &amp;amp; Spicy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;noodles sold at Lot1, food culture. Been eating that meal three days straight. Yes three days people ! Its nice and healthy. Only i've to slow down on the chillies thought. Can help adding on more and more chillies. Hehehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So Mum and Dad will be back on Sunday night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Miss them already. Till then, i better save the money they gave me and not splurge around like a rich ass girl. And and and do my own cooking for sure. Maggi mee goreng here i come ! Ouhkay till then, bye yawwww !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-437566662008263101?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/437566662008263101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/437566662008263101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-finally-december.html' title='Its finally December !'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-8162000930842361849</id><published>2009-12-03T13:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:55:20.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title lahh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413078714552778626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sx8eaUIlf4I/AAAAAAAAAyk/a5nX1UUnlfE/s400/SDC14179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hello people. Im just here to kill time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My time especially&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess I won't be doing anything for today. Lets see how the so called plan goes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If not, i'll just stay at home and do nothing besides feeling bored and maybe pissed if the plan didn't work out. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maybe im already attunned to it but sometimes, i just can't help feeling pissed off all about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anyways, exams are over .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well its just one Office IT exam while the rest are practical tests yet still added to our GPA.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying very hard to maintain my previous GPA of course. Well lets see how it goes, results will be out two weeks from now. Before christmas. Haha. Ouh pardon me if im making you guys feel bored. Im entertaining myself right now. Ouh yaa u know what, exams are over yet we still have to go to school. For what lesson?&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; None.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the modules are done but not to my %$^&amp;amp;@* CA. We still owe him the Lifeskills project. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What do we do at school?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well basically he will open a computer lab for us and let us do our stuffs. Well, in my opinion, poeple will just be busy facebooking playing all the games etc. Yet attendance are taken. =_="'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ditched school today. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe its worth it, maybe its not worth it at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the end of this post, i still feeling kinda pissed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;No mood for New Moon today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Well maybe . But naaah . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-8162000930842361849?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8162000930842361849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8162000930842361849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-title-lahh.html' title='No title lahh'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sx8eaUIlf4I/AAAAAAAAAyk/a5nX1UUnlfE/s72-c/SDC14179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-6847569517300043593</id><published>2009-11-22T15:21:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:30:51.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Does anytbody feel this way?'/><title type='text'>I want me back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine me and year ago and now. Its totally different. May be the same in some parts but i can honestly say i changed a lot. From my thinking, to my doings etc. Im beginning to be that person i thought i'll never be. Maybe i am the same person but from what i can see, that intan sometimes is forever gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well of course im hoping to have her back ! Honestly, that goofy intan is kinda like nowhere to be found and then this stubborn intan appears. Well this stubborn intan created and creates lots of trouble and went through so much mess. Does my sentence make sense anyways? Yahhh i want that intan who talk total crap all the time ! Crapping craps that are totally crap. Like this. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouh u guys should try this out !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 1: Place ur right hand on the right side of ur head. Shape ur finger to an L shape.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Step 2: Do the same thing to ur left hand. make sure ur L is facing the right side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Step 3: Shake ur head.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at the mirror, it shows LOL. Aiyaaa nevermind. Im talking crap. Bye !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;U know i can never say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-6847569517300043593?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6847569517300043593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/6847569517300043593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-me-back.html' title='I want me back.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2475529408512163710</id><published>2009-11-21T14:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:27:35.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im not breaking up with anybody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why should i ?'/><title type='text'>One of my shitty post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ouh i just realized that i have yet to blog any recent doings of mine lately. Or for the month of november. Its ending soon. December sounds nice. Lots of things that i've been waiting for are coming in December. Right now im kinda feeling shitty. Had plans for today and then it just seems that none of these plans are kinda working on me. I don't think i'll be going out today. My mood is spoiled. Well maybe i'll just go. It doesn't seem nice not to go when u've already that person u're going right. Yes i hate this shitty situation but nevermind. I have my bits of fun later on. I guess so if i decided to go. Bye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P29D0nfMN6A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P29D0nfMN6A&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im in need for bits of fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some camwhoring will be nice cos its been so long since i had my moments of vanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About 2plus hr later. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess what , yes im at home. With my baggy shirt gn track pants. I'll spent my day at home cause i don't have any plans. Ouh by right I did have plans but oh well its okay. My attitude sucks anyway. Guess it will be a very boring weekend as usual. Naah im just saying this cause im not really used to staying at home on saturdays but since the last two weeks, i better get attuned to it i guess. Lets look on the bright side, at least i won't be getting peeved by mum calling me every minute to get me back home. That part, honestly, its so irritating. And lets look at another bright side, i won't be doing anything stupid or ridiculous or wearing them. Or stuffing my mouth with cigarettes all the time. Yeah im preety peeved about having plans ruined but nevermind. Lets just chill at home today aite. But still im open to options. Haahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Well maybe bye is ur favorite word. i can never be that Intan who rarely cries.and i can never say goodbye.&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/7303746908962454377-2475529408512163710?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2475529408512163710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2475529408512163710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-of-my-shitty-post.html' title='One of my shitty post.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-216886001183969715</id><published>2009-10-31T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T23:20:17.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read this if ur bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First thing first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im a bit ditzy. Not tipsy in a drinking way, ditzy due to my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cleverness of so called exercising after eating a meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A mega mcspicy meal upsized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F.y.i, i ate a quarter of the fries and the chicken patties and one bread. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After excersicing, head got ditzy and yupp vomitted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ewww but what a waste of my $8.80.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To think that im still frightened to be in my dark room eventhough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've passed that halloween thingy yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well ts just my mind messing with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok. Im still feeling dizy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 panadols taken but its not working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay okie dokie . Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-216886001183969715?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/216886001183969715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/216886001183969715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/10/read-this-if-ur-bored.html' title='Read this if ur bored.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-8995718860940928895</id><published>2009-10-31T00:25:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:35:06.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can&apos;t make them understand.'/><title type='text'>PEEK A BOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/happy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i959.photobucket.com/albums/ae71/stayingyoung/lgt_happy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hellooo people !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes i sound so freshen up cos i am i mean err my sentence doesn't really make sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I may sound fresh as in im in cloud nine but .. uhm nvrmind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lets continue. I've a story to tell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So i just came back from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Halloween Madness at The Night Safari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;abt half an hour ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, of course i've got scared ! Hell ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greeted by all those goury2 monster2 and ghost,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;draculas, mummy, clown, scary butcher etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lots , and lots of screaming and my legs turned into jelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I mostly just remember their clothing. Faces naah . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Especially in the tram on the Terror edition, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went into the spooky thingy place. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lots and lots of spooooky things but i mostly looked down ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehs! And i mostly just kept quiet even if i saw those fake ghosts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Calmed myself down first and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;voila im not really that frightened already hehes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cos, its the second tram ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uhm .. no relations to the previous sentence. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouhhh damn the fcukin clown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouhhh and the chinese lady ghost wearing red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God she followed us to the tram and was behind Isha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She sat at our place with herscary looking face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But nice body ! Haha ! She's so slim !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouhhh yaa back to the story, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isha didn't noticed till Dee told her and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;already cramped to one side covering my face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with my bag and stupidly looked at the right side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and bah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Her face !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screamed, hit my leg and quickly get out of the tram. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like lols right? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But thats how my reaction was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blablabla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And of course i've seen the animals lah haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Overall it was a great day even if it had a not very good ending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to make evryone happy but i just fail everytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its so often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes it all mostly my faults and i admit it. But.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its better to keep quiet. Im already attuned to it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A home of strangers is nothing new. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And crying is also nothing new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-8995718860940928895?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8995718860940928895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/8995718860940928895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/10/peek-boo.html' title='PEEK A BOO!'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-2550403291363875359</id><published>2009-10-28T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:55:41.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Now too many words.'/><title type='text'>Lets get wasted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Currently im feeling errr nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing as in nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No expression, feeling or whatsoever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just feel like wasting or lazing myself on bed, watching videos whereby i just hear the voices singing haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My laughter also doesn't sounds sincere in a way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know lah, i just feel sooo nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;U came upon a time when the things u did, the timing of the sentence u said, the reactions u show doesn't really come by a right time ? And then it pisses u off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i did that like most of the time or practically said always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaha . I guess thats all.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of this post, im still having that nothing feeling. Not empty but nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouh my bedroom is my favourite plce again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Catfight with mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-2550403291363875359?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2550403291363875359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/2550403291363875359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/10/lets-get-wasted.html' title='Lets get wasted.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-7371912310333837480</id><published>2009-10-26T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:18:00.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its a movie lah.'/><title type='text'>Random Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STUCK UP BITCH ASS. ITS GROWING IN ME NOW. HA HA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="525" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kbQGOjpAeWw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kbQGOjpAeWw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahah ! Kambakth Ishq. Darned Love. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-7371912310333837480?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7371912310333837480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/7371912310333837480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-updates.html' title='Random Updates.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7303746908962454377.post-5652950200512998625</id><published>2009-10-11T11:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:18:46.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye again. Btw i&apos;ll be gone for the weekends. BYE'/><title type='text'>Ok im back . . for awhile only.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/StFMxtsV5HI/AAAAAAAAAyM/LsqYp4MkSPU/s1600-h/SDC13813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391174645902074994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/StFMxtsV5HI/AAAAAAAAAyM/LsqYp4MkSPU/s400/SDC13813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pardon me if my post or the way im posting sounds like im kinda pissed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos i am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, went on a high heels and songkets outing again with a new bunch of people, whom some i know, already met, some heard their names before and also those i've just gotten to know. Ok i admit, i was kinda weird or awkward at first. Of cos lah, im meeting new people , not people like my galfrens or my past schoolmates, so yeah was weird. Its not that im judging the books by its cover, don't get me wrong. I just felt awkward. But now or yesterday halfway through or three quarter through, the weirdness was gone. Thank god. Phewww. Nice, funny and friendly people. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7303746908962454377-5652950200512998625?l=inevitablechapters.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5652950200512998625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7303746908962454377/posts/default/5652950200512998625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inevitablechapters.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-im-back-for-awhile-only.html' title='Ok im back . . for awhile only.'/><author><name>Yep Boo Dah**</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/Sd4P6a9-JYI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NyfXzm4WQZg/S220/SDC11706.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sKQG0M3mUk0/StFMxtsV5HI/AAAAAAAAAyM/LsqYp4MkSPU/s72-c/SDC13813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
