<?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-8837382524194395925</id><updated>2011-11-24T01:43:34.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ATIQAHHH!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>391</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2598349741766099368</id><published>2010-01-04T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:16:52.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Eh yo! I've moved to tumblr ? Hehe :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2598349741766099368?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2598349741766099368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2598349741766099368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2598349741766099368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2598349741766099368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2010/01/moving.html' title='Moving.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1720800227302008509</id><published>2010-01-01T19:21:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:07:23.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2009, Hello 2010! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz3byKDxvSI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/-TjdOBePZL0/s1600-h/happy-new-year-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz3byKDxvSI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/-TjdOBePZL0/s400/happy-new-year-2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421731181164084514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, hey, Happy New Year? Haha, still don't get what the big fuss is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, I'll list my resolutions :D&lt;br /&gt;#01, Stop speaking Singlish. Proper and fluent English is much more appealing (:&lt;br /&gt;#02, Take up a 3rd Language. Japanese/Chinese?&lt;br /&gt;#03, Get Fitter.&lt;br /&gt;#04, Learn to let go. What's past is past and what's done is done, eh?&lt;br /&gt;#05, Be a better friend/daughter/sister.&lt;br /&gt;#06, Be more lady-like? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;#07, Spend money wisely!&lt;br /&gt;#08, Save money (this is gonna be though :P)&lt;br /&gt;#09, Get top 5 in class? I gotta feeling this is gonna be REAL though.&lt;br /&gt;#10, Cut down on computer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a few of them. Skipskipskip, time for my New Year Dedications. To thank all the awesome people who meant something to me for the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with my 3 gorgeous babies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz3jP5FCPyI/AAAAAAAAEBg/O7gxrLrHr3w/s1600-h/eoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz3jP5FCPyI/AAAAAAAAEBg/O7gxrLrHr3w/s320/eoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421739388583427874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Zakiah&lt;/span&gt; : Well, although, we aren't so that very close, we still shared unforgettable moments together. You helped me, I helped you, got lost together, joked about people, went to look for groceries together and many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ili Sofia&lt;/span&gt; ( twinB, used to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ee, tin kosong, popiah basah, far cousin? and many more. Hee:P ) : Thanks for the unforgettable year. We've been through so much. Look where we are now. We used to be great enemies during Sec 1 and I'm thankful that we've worked everything out. I still remembered when we found out we were related. We were, very happy? :D You're my best camwhore buddy. Thanks again for always being there whenever I need you and making me laugh till I actually cry which is mostly because of your blur ness. But hey, it's a good thing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Amirah&lt;/span&gt; (Ahmeng, moneylender, B*hs**, class and MT partner and practically everything) : You 're the one who made me laugh the most with your jokes? Haha, I shared almost everything with you and I would never forget those heart to heart talks we had. And yeah, I'm lucky to get to sit with you in class. Gossiping, talking and much more talking. It is as though I could share my whole world with you just 'cause I know you would give your opinion (which I actually need) to every situation I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My awesome 4 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz3jPeKdzHI/AAAAAAAAEBY/SS_ZBtwyrmQ/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz3jPeKdzHI/AAAAAAAAEBY/SS_ZBtwyrmQ/s320/066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421739381358447730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A whole year of fun and craziness, ehy? We made our very own play pretend family? All that bowling, cycling, camwhoring, trawih prayers, Ikea, Giant, studying for exams moments can never be replaced. We've been to Simei, Bedok and Tampines all together. We got closer ever since we were a group? Six Starz, don't forget. :P You guys were there when I was down, and did a great job in cheering me up and being there when I had no one. There's too much to list, but you guys sure are the awesomest and nicest guys I've ever met :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my two Best -estestest Friends I'll meet only once in a life time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try href=" com="" _2ppwagpm2bs="" sz4paa5asxi="" aaaaaaaaeci="" bwbkcvm6kby="" h="" jpg=""&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz4pAA5aSxI/AAAAAAAAECI/bWBKCvM6KBY/s320/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421816081618193170" border="0" /&gt;Primary 1 then 3 then 4 then 5 till Secondary 2. From Friday meet ups to Teens Alive. You guys never fail to make me laugh. They say you'd only meet true friends in Secondary school, but hey! My awesome 2 here, are friends no one could ever replace. We've been through the thickest and the thinnest. I heart you two manymany!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to Syakirah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try href=" com="" _2ppwagpm2bs="" sz4paa5asxi="" aaaaaaaaeci="" bwbkcvm6kby="" h="" jpg=""&gt;THIS IS A PICTURE OF US IN PRIMARY 6,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz4rUk_7oJI/AAAAAAAAECQ/NiMEXjOAtIU/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz4rUk_7oJI/AAAAAAAAECQ/NiMEXjOAtIU/s320/025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421818633929859218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy 14th Birthday LOVE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl I use to hate, like, hate, like then hate again then like again. Don't worry, I'm sure it'll never happen again. It'ld stay the good way. It's funny how at one point of time you were my best best best best best friend ever, and the next, we would be backstabbing each other. But I guess we were immature at that point of time. And maybe that's how you truly discover a true friend? May God Bless you and I love you always. Hmm, what to get you? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To some cyber friends who I got close to, over the past year like, Tishi? You never fail to make me laugh and I miss those times where we would come up with the stupidest things ever and then laugh about it. I knew you since, Secondary 1? Remember the Chicken Rice at Central? Hehe. Then we each lost contact, then became friends again the next year. You had problems and sang sad songs to yourself and I'm glad I could actually make you laugh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then um, TB? The person who calls me sotong. Sheesh. Mini soccer? Haha, I remember the first late night call we had where you had to stay up to do you art exam? I wanted to accompany you through out the night but I fell asleep half way. We used to talk for hours. Still remember the time we had hand wrestling and little stupid games? Thanks for the extra shirt, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Haha-san ( I know you know who you are :P ) The guy who would crap with me almost everyday. We would rant about stuff that didn't make sense. The times I woke myself up just to give you a morning call to wake you up for school. You'd train me the previous night how to 'softly and sweetly' ask you to wake up. Hahaha. And the time you turned on your web cam. You 'fed' me the corn your mum bought that day. I also remembered that there was this one time where I was already asleep, then you called. I woke up and talked to you in the dark and couldn't fall back asleep after that. There's so much more. Ouch, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, obviously these are not the only people who made 2009 a great year for me, but a lot more people. I'm sorry if I missed you out, but you're still remembered in my heart :D Time is not on my side, sadly. Happy New Year Guys! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1720800227302008509?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1720800227302008509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1720800227302008509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1720800227302008509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1720800227302008509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-2009-hello-2010-d.html' title='Goodbye 2009, Hello 2010! :D'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sz3byKDxvSI/AAAAAAAAEBQ/-TjdOBePZL0/s72-c/happy-new-year-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3171686648563510724</id><published>2009-12-31T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:31:12.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyGz-2T9lI/AAAAAAAAEAo/Hem5YwzX230/s1600-h/P1746%5B02%5D_31-12-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyGz-2T9lI/AAAAAAAAEAo/Hem5YwzX230/s320/P1746%5B02%5D_31-12-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421356279049483858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyHSyh4pqI/AAAAAAAAEBI/aCLVHcoM8C8/s1600-h/P1741_31-12-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyHSyh4pqI/AAAAAAAAEBI/aCLVHcoM8C8/s320/P1741_31-12-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421356808318527138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyHShceNFI/AAAAAAAAEBA/d6UlrFAIIn0/s1600-h/P1740%5B01%5D_31-12-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyHShceNFI/AAAAAAAAEBA/d6UlrFAIIn0/s320/P1740%5B01%5D_31-12-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421356803732419666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyHSYQYfvI/AAAAAAAAEA4/mmAdgD_o5j8/s1600-h/P1745%5B01%5D_31-12-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyHSYQYfvI/AAAAAAAAEA4/mmAdgD_o5j8/s320/P1745%5B01%5D_31-12-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421356801265794802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyHRwERHxI/AAAAAAAAEAw/mTJU08s1v90/s1600-h/P1700%5B01%5D_31-12-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyHRwERHxI/AAAAAAAAEAw/mTJU08s1v90/s320/P1700%5B01%5D_31-12-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421356790477561618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's New Year's Eve :D Went out with sister. We had free movie tickets so we planned to either watch Sherlock Holmes or Avatar 3D. We went out late, hmm? I saw Akmal at KFC, haha. The place was jam pack with people. While queueing, I accidentally hit a young boy and he kept repeating "You hit me and you didn't say sorry" HAHA, I didn't know actually. He kept repeating till his mother had to cover his mouth. Since most of the movies were sold out, we bought tickets for 'Old Dogs'. Read the movie reviews and they said it wasn't good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we had an hour before the movie started so we went to NTUC and BK. Tweeted to kill time. On the way up, I saw Syakirah! Haah, then when I went up again, I saw Rawy People. HAHA. In the cinema, Syakirah and friends were sitting two rows in front of us? She text me if I wanted keropok, since she had extra. How cute. After the movie, I then realised that the Rawy people were sitting behind us! Such coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was pretty funny and a little sad? Walked to WS after that. Going to Compass Point later for Ice Cream at Swensens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyGzPWZcGI/AAAAAAAAEAY/YRIdvI9Cez8/s1600-h/P1131_29-12-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyGzPWZcGI/AAAAAAAAEAY/YRIdvI9Cez8/s320/P1131_29-12-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421356266299158626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two days ago, went to school with Meng, she made me walk from school all the way to her block. She also made me wait for 15minutes! Haah, saw Sufi under her block tho. After that, walked to school. Bought uniforms, saw QaafHafizLuqmanIrfanSufi. Then we headed to WS. Got the things we wanted, talked, then we headed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3171686648563510724?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3171686648563510724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3171686648563510724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3171686648563510724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3171686648563510724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/12/nye.html' title='NYE.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzyGz-2T9lI/AAAAAAAAEAo/Hem5YwzX230/s72-c/P1746%5B02%5D_31-12-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5150950995264412576</id><published>2009-12-28T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:35:55.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think that I should go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzigRMOtSpI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/lt-ZBkOxaUw/s1600-h/20109All-Time-Low-profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 105px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzigRMOtSpI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/lt-ZBkOxaUw/s400/20109All-Time-Low-profile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420258368741526162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yoxzxz&lt;/span&gt;. I'm exhausted. Wee, 3D 2N at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Melacca&lt;/span&gt; was no doubt awesome. Kinda weird tho. I can say, we didn't do ANY shopping. Sad case, huh? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Caught the movie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Muallaf&lt;/span&gt;. O.o, a very nice-short-movie yet the ending could drive you crazy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, went to school in the morning for the last briefing before the Sec 1 orientation. I'm stoked! :&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DDD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lalalililulu&lt;/span&gt;, ate lunch with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BFLS&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rais&lt;/span&gt; and this guy who looked like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Luqman&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rawy&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hoho&lt;/span&gt;. I went to the gym after that. Rang B rang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hazirah&lt;/span&gt; rang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Meng&lt;/span&gt; but no one could go :((( So I went alone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;doh&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Lawl&lt;/span&gt;, I then met Mama at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;WS&lt;/span&gt; at 5.30? Bought a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Billabong&lt;/span&gt; Backpack which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cost ed&lt;/span&gt; me around 80bucks. I need a second opinion tho. Anyone? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stoked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tml&lt;/span&gt;, going to school with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Meng&lt;/span&gt; in the morning, then Alvin and the Chipmunks, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;WS&lt;/span&gt;? Anyone wanna tag along? *hinting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Zaks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Popiah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Kosong&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Alright, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5150950995264412576?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5150950995264412576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5150950995264412576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5150950995264412576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5150950995264412576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-that-i-should-go.html' title='I think that I should go.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzigRMOtSpI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/lt-ZBkOxaUw/s72-c/20109All-Time-Low-profile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-60270406887224506</id><published>2009-12-23T22:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:59:40.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzIpmi6uqVI/AAAAAAAAD_4/sVcFGpDG6yQ/s1600-h/15357_1315261804448_1317798088_866098_1114738_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418439043865028946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzIpmi6uqVI/AAAAAAAAD_4/sVcFGpDG6yQ/s400/15357_1315261804448_1317798088_866098_1114738_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wee, so um, for the last 3 days, Monday till today? I was busy with Leadership Training @ School. The First day was boring. But the Second day was not that bad. &amp;amp; Then the Third day, today, was super awesome oi! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a mass dance on Tuesday, and hell it was tiring but super fun. Laughed a lot. Partnered with someone who pretended to be my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;boyf&lt;/span&gt; on Monday. I had no other choice. Nobody else wanted to partner with me ): &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;, but still, it was funny. Played a lot of games, I pity Jonathan, he got a rope burn because of this one guy who actually scratched me. I also got friction burns while playing Dog and Bone, believe it or not. But I wasn't alone, Si &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yinn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rais&lt;/span&gt; had it too :D I was so tired that day so much so that I crashed on the couch without me even knowing it. I never get to watch my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt; ): &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we reported at 12. Well, I woke up late and was late. Lucky for me, the teacher decided to wave the punishment. He was so nice, he said "I don't want to scold you because you would be upset and it would spoil your whole day" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wahh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Played mostly games today. There was this one game that was like "Capture The Flag". &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wahh&lt;/span&gt;, we played Boys vs Girls. Guess what, the girls won! Hard to believe eh? But got me what, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ofc&lt;/span&gt; they will win :P I played as the Medic. I got scratched by this girlish looking guy! (no offence) Got our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PSL&lt;/span&gt; '10 t-shirts. And I'm so hype about it! I don't regret one bit coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzIvAaAayVI/AAAAAAAAEAA/4SkXAFw6YZs/s1600-h/P2150%5B01%5D_19-12-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418444985707710802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzIvAaAayVI/AAAAAAAAEAA/4SkXAFw6YZs/s320/P2150%5B01%5D_19-12-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzIvA9INF9I/AAAAAAAAEAI/X1vjMzjA99M/s1600-h/P1947%5B01%5D_19-12-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418444995135608786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzIvA9INF9I/AAAAAAAAEAI/X1vjMzjA99M/s320/P1947%5B01%5D_19-12-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sososo&lt;/span&gt;, last weekend, one night stay at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mutiara&lt;/span&gt; was awesome :D I managed to swim 60 laps in total. I know, so little ): The BBQ buffet for dinner was awesome. Brother's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xbox&lt;/span&gt;360 was still not ready yet. Watched Avatar. &amp;amp; Even if we had the front row seats, the movie was awesome! Everyone should go catch it. I recommend it (Y) Bought wrist bands and bangles :P (I should really stop the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tommorow&lt;/span&gt;, heading out early w mum and sis for breakfast then to Cedar Sec to buy my sister's books. In the afternoon, I'll be off to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Melaka&lt;/span&gt;. Till Saturday. My week's so pack :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-60270406887224506?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/60270406887224506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=60270406887224506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/60270406887224506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/60270406887224506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/12/breathe.html' title='Breathe.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SzIpmi6uqVI/AAAAAAAAD_4/sVcFGpDG6yQ/s72-c/15357_1315261804448_1317798088_866098_1114738_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5780655596931229185</id><published>2009-12-18T23:30:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T03:52:46.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lay your heart next to mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvcY5d9-QI/AAAAAAAAD_o/jDHa0SGZauI/s1600-h/P1939%5B02%5D_15-12-09+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyujFOSMxoI/AAAAAAAAD7I/fItbgwp0qC8/s1600-h/10839_1250390534049_1058048216_758708_5699890_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416602286972257922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyujFOSMxoI/AAAAAAAAD7I/fItbgwp0qC8/s400/10839_1250390534049_1058048216_758708_5699890_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ohmygeez, it's been dinosaur years since I last updated and I don't know where to start! It's gonna be a quick one tho 'cause dad implemented a rule that has to be followed which is to be in bed by 12am. Hahaha, difficult to oblige, but there's nothing I can actually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyulG7MjxLI/AAAAAAAAD7o/WL3gSudmxbM/s1600-h/10839_1250387493973_1058048216_758686_7407074_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416604515231319218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyulG7MjxLI/AAAAAAAAD7o/WL3gSudmxbM/s320/10839_1250387493973_1058048216_758686_7407074_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I've been in India from the 6th to the 12th and I hafta say it's super different compared to Sg. Like the streets are filled with beggars, street peddlers, dogs, oxes, camels, horses, goats, wild bores, pigs, peacocks, monkeys and, well, basically almost any animal you can think of -.- And their waste, obviously. This experience has been an eye opener to me, and probably everyone on the trip :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with Day 1 then, which is on December the 6th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyusUoeBXpI/AAAAAAAAD8g/f5Y_htQz66k/s1600-h/10839_1249021779831_1058048216_755125_7903087_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416612447303851666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyusUoeBXpI/AAAAAAAAD8g/f5Y_htQz66k/s320/10839_1249021779831_1058048216_755125_7903087_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the flight to New Delhi, we had a rest at a nearby hotel and despite the fact that I already slept in the plane for more than 2 hours, I slept the whole time. The hotel was creepy and it was only my sister and I in the room, what else did you expect me to do? We went Sight-seeing. Then a 5.5h journey by bus to Agra. It made my butt cheeks sore! Ohoh, and I slept almost the whole time(again) Hehe :P But I was constantly awoken by the irritating sounds of horns from buses, cars, taxis, tuktuks, you name it! Had dinner at hotel and went to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyuutzsBO3I/AAAAAAAAD8w/FozMhlTZC7s/s1600-h/10839_1248954978161_1058048216_754926_1844471_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416615078835338098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyuutzsBO3I/AAAAAAAAD8w/FozMhlTZC7s/s320/10839_1248954978161_1058048216_754926_1844471_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416615072881390370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyuutdgfMyI/AAAAAAAAD8o/gFH1BxdNUoI/s320/10839_1249518952260_1058048216_756365_5480884_n.jpg" /&gt; After Breakfast, went to the Taj Mahal and the Mini Taj. I can't even believe I was there! It was simply breathtaking, and it was hard for me to let the reality sip in. Thank God someone invented the Camera, so that there's photographs to remind me I was actually there :P &gt;&gt;&gt; Another 5.5h bus ride to Jaipur and otw, there was a 2h JAM! Surprisingly, there wasn't anyone who honked annoyingly! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvEKEvUGTI/AAAAAAAAD9A/s1GZM6EfFWU/s1600-h/10839_1249505151915_1058048216_756337_6050315_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416638654193080626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvEKEvUGTI/AAAAAAAAD9A/s1GZM6EfFWU/s320/10839_1249505151915_1058048216_756337_6050315_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checked in @ Holiday Inn and had dinner there. I loved the hotel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvELHpfJ4I/AAAAAAAAD9Y/_u7ALNNyJHw/s1600-h/10839_1249514832157_1058048216_756349_3364938_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416638672153814914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvELHpfJ4I/AAAAAAAAD9Y/_u7ALNNyJHw/s320/10839_1249514832157_1058048216_756349_3364938_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvF8T9BT-I/AAAAAAAAD9g/AupplMpMqK8/s1600-h/10839_1249520712304_1058048216_756372_2133294_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416640616782188514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvF8T9BT-I/AAAAAAAAD9g/AupplMpMqK8/s320/10839_1249520712304_1058048216_756372_2133294_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breakfast&gt;&gt;Elephant ride&gt;&gt;Jeep ride&gt;&gt;Water Palace&gt;&gt;Got sweared by a beggar :(&gt;&gt;Gems factory&gt;&gt;Local Market(Bought a Sari + Bangles :D)&gt;&gt;Lunch&gt;&gt;Monuments&gt;&gt;GYM (My brother and I sneaked away when the guy who was taking care of the GYM went out to check on something. We were afraid he wanted a tip and at that point of time we didn't have any cash :P)&gt;&gt;Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvF8kkPBjI/AAAAAAAAD9o/uG5oB7VmgfQ/s1600-h/10839_1249509712029_1058048216_756346_7852073_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416640621241632306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvF8kkPBjI/AAAAAAAAD9o/uG5oB7VmgfQ/s320/10839_1249509712029_1058048216_756346_7852073_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416638660615423522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvEKcqhRiI/AAAAAAAAD9I/l8epq5zzh1U/s320/10839_1249509672028_1058048216_756345_6731093_n.jpg" /&gt;We had to be ready by 3.30am according to the New Delhi clock, which is 5.30am in Sg. I didn't sleep the whole night, instead I watched the National Geographic channel about India, terrorism, etc. It made me more aware DD: Slept during the 5h bus ride back. Then flew to Kashmir. Had to use a "Shikara" to get to the "Boat House" that we were staying in. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416638645476351954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvEJkRFX9I/AAAAAAAAD84/IGpuLQZOK5M/s320/dfs.bm" /&gt;Lunch was served by a butler who even cleaned our plates and table after that. We were treated as tho we were the "Maharani"= Princess and "Maharajah" = Prince of the house. &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvHbEEUdmI/AAAAAAAAD94/z5zPaGBLvTQ/s1600-h/10839_1249504991911_1058048216_756334_2176791_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416642244605408866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvHbEEUdmI/AAAAAAAAD94/z5zPaGBLvTQ/s320/10839_1249504991911_1058048216_756334_2176791_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner, there were sales mans coming to the boat house to sell their products. Made a tailored Punjabi suit(sp?) together w mum and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 5 - Day 7:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416646614190130770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvLZaCgBlI/AAAAAAAAD_A/GyjlZ--TKOs/s320/10839_1248961018312_1058048216_754945_7979443_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416646605968868162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvLY7aZg0I/AAAAAAAAD-4/_-0-6V2l064/s320/10839_1248961138315_1058048216_754947_4283407_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416646596385888242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvLYXto1_I/AAAAAAAAD-o/RgJLNnNrhJk/s320/10839_1248960898309_1058048216_754943_3178067_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416646602413699186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvLYuKx8HI/AAAAAAAAD-w/Zqvz9j8IUJo/s320/10839_1248960978311_1058048216_754944_6973380_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416646589242366514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvLX9GfWjI/AAAAAAAAD-g/u6TjAkHdTDE/s320/10839_1248959978286_1058048216_754940_1548631_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416647490230685874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvMMZi2ELI/AAAAAAAAD_I/Ta_oMKP9UTE/s320/untitledty.bmp" /&gt;I totally lost touch of the time. But one of the days we went to Gulmarg. *Insert jakun here* Played with REAL snow for the first time, as the one at China was artificial. &amp;amp; Apparently snowball fights can be pretty exhausting. Ski-ed, we were pulled on sledges to get from place to place. We rode the cable car and we saw houses almost sinking in snow, and the scenic view left me breathless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 8:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I find this adorable. Do you? Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvQCKqtfdI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/V1xf-LWoDRc/s1600-h/10839_1250390574050_1058048216_758709_795506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416651712484965842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvQCKqtfdI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/V1xf-LWoDRc/s320/10839_1250390574050_1058048216_758709_795506_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flew back to New Delhi and I felt like crying having to leave the boat house )): Well, on the last night in India, I opened the window in the bus and let the cool air calm me. Shopped somewhere which my mum said it was like Petaling Street in KL. Hoho, which reminds me, I wanna go KL! :P &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416651703979607458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyvQBq-4BaI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/FMTUbImS2j0/s320/10839_1249003579376_1058048216_755083_140477_n.jpg" /&gt;Grabbed a bite @ MacD and apparently, there was McVeggie and Shakeshake fires which was made of Masala Mix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Day 9, 141209.&lt;br /&gt;Flew back to Sg. Ate dinner at East Point :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;151209&lt;/span&gt;: Hi Tea @ Carousel with Mum and Siblings. Walked around Orchard with heels that were slowly killing me DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;161209&lt;/span&gt;: Went to Airport @ 3.30am to send brother off but there was a problem w his passport so he couldn't fly. Went to Swensens for a late dinner or breakfast? Spent the day at home sleeping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;171209&lt;/span&gt;: Headed out early in the morning to Lavender to update bro's passport. Had Lunch at MacD @ Bugis. Walked to Arab Street then went back to Bugis Street. Got myself a new Denim Jacket :DDD Trained to Tampines and visited my maternal grand mum. Then Swensens @ TM to get cake. Dad fetched us, zoomed to paternal grand mum. Selamat Tahun Baru ye! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;181209&lt;/span&gt;: Sent brother off to the Airport at 3AM, went to school at around 2PM w mum to get my books. She dropped me off at LP to get my hair done. Bussed home and slept. Zzzz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To top off the hectic week, I'm staying over at JB tomorrow night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5780655596931229185?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5780655596931229185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5780655596931229185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5780655596931229185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5780655596931229185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/12/lay-your-heart-next-to-mine.html' title='Lay your heart next to mine.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SyujFOSMxoI/AAAAAAAAD7I/fItbgwp0qC8/s72-c/10839_1250390534049_1058048216_758708_5699890_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-102827804348169550</id><published>2009-12-05T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T20:54:01.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Leaving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxoyoIGlsgI/AAAAAAAAD64/VM0eKRtpyT8/s1600-h/AB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 229px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411693567190348290" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxoyoIGlsgI/AAAAAAAAD64/VM0eKRtpyT8/s400/AB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'ld be in this part of the world for the time being. Yay, flight is at 11pm -ish? Will be back only on the 13th. Kinda excited, kinda not? Whatever it is, I'm so not looking forward travelling by plane -.- I hate the smell, or wait, the food? I just get nauseous. Wee, smell ya' later. P.s, I hate goodbyes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-102827804348169550?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/102827804348169550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=102827804348169550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/102827804348169550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/102827804348169550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-leaving.html' title='I&apos;m Leaving.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxoyoIGlsgI/AAAAAAAAD64/VM0eKRtpyT8/s72-c/AB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5972836712400064223</id><published>2009-12-03T11:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:39:49.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxctaQSCI9I/AAAAAAAAD6w/HNDo2kaL0mM/s1600-h/tumblr_kty5p2G5Vc1qzjggvo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410843406379394002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxctaQSCI9I/AAAAAAAAD6w/HNDo2kaL0mM/s400/tumblr_kty5p2G5Vc1qzjggvo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Currently waiting for th last part of Twilight to load :D Just for th sake that I won't get lost watching New Moon later on &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, so. On Tuesday, trained to Orchard. Then, to Mac for Lunch. Then seperated w Mama who went for HiTea w her friends. Then walked around ION. Bought bangles from Ruby. Everlast was selling boxing gloves at half price. Took like half and hour just to find out how much it was -.- Nobody dared to ask, so I did, hahaha! Walkwalkwalk, then at 5 plus headed to Fareast. Got eyelashes and belts and more bangles :P Met Mama at Royal on Scotts. Then we trained to City Hall. Went to Penin. Got new jeans, yay. Hahaha -.- Papa fetched us, then headed to Downtown since Hazriah had to check her toe. Had dinner at th same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, nothing much, woke up late. Then lazed around. Went out to WS at night w family since Papa needed a hair cut and I wanted to go to th library. Returned and borrowed books. Bought tops at Cotton On. Had dinner at KFC. Charles is finally out! No offence but, yeah. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, I'm up early. Probably th earliest I ever woke up on a holiday -.- I'm leaving on Saturday night and I have yet to pack! I'm kinda excited, haaah. It'ld probably be a great getaway from all th drama happening. I think better when I'm not under so much stress. FYI. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5972836712400064223?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5972836712400064223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5972836712400064223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5972836712400064223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5972836712400064223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-know.html' title='i dont know.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxctaQSCI9I/AAAAAAAAD6w/HNDo2kaL0mM/s72-c/tumblr_kty5p2G5Vc1qzjggvo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2467653321122196474</id><published>2009-11-30T23:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T05:57:10.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovelovelove, I want your love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP9UBtAG2I/AAAAAAAAD6A/zlHgLwPZ5Jo/s1600/PB280138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409946097898494818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP9UBtAG2I/AAAAAAAAD6A/zlHgLwPZ5Jo/s400/PB280138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's cookin' humanoids? Well, my weekend was awesome. On Saturday, went for Flu Jab at Downtown w family @itsfahmy and Ammar tagged along. Lunch @ BBQ Chicken. Home, John Little Sale @ Expo w mum. Singapore Flyer w family, Omah and extended family. Dinner @ Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409934441424544594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxPyth9C41I/AAAAAAAAD4w/wLoVKXl7VYY/s320/PB280148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409932573923424130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxPxA0-FN4I/AAAAAAAAD4Y/aO719eX8l18/s320/PB280168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410004379221368498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxQyUcjMHrI/AAAAAAAAD6g/646PbEhwIA4/s320/PB280150.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxQyT84A2VI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/pkU3OfE1C-s/s1600/PB280160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410004370718775634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxQyT84A2VI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/pkU3OfE1C-s/s320/PB280160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, Geylang w mum. Saw th same familiar face. HAHAHA. After that, little cousins came, parents went out for dinner. I was put In Charge. Ofc, I didn't do my job^^ It was like child care. But a super awesome one :D They were so cute jamming Beat it on Guitar Hero esp when Beodi took th vocals. O.o, made a "cover" w @itsfahmy -Remembering Sunday, ATL. But half done. Heh. &amp;amp;Obviously my voice spoiled th whole thing :P Slept at 6am. Played Scrabble, Wii and CookingDash. Ammar talked to me D: I kinda pity him. Heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxQAV8tkeiI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/RLLU5ywc9JA/s1600/46128884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409949429453322786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxQAV8tkeiI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/RLLU5ywc9JA/s320/46128884.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxQAVkcURgI/AAAAAAAAD6I/CEtMYT_hpxs/s1600/46128189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409949422938506754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxQAVkcURgI/AAAAAAAAD6I/CEtMYT_hpxs/s320/46128189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, met Meng at th busstop after E!hub. Sweet right me? :P Walked to E!hub to meet DeeMusZaks. Got snacks from NTUC. Zoomed to Felicia's Condo. There was nothing much, really. Th Security guard was annoying, he mumbled stuff which I didn't even understand. *rollseyes* Ate, then had a heart to heart talk w Meng :D Walked to WS, went to Watsons to get something which I shall not state here. You know, I know, we know eh? &gt; Popular to look at Music Albums. I'm in love w Cobra Starship's Hot Mess Album, It's uber cool. Both sides. &gt; Library to borrow books. I was so glued to th magazine that I didn't realise th time. Reached home at 7.30. Haaah :P Then went out again to Airport to Change currency and then to Swensens :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP27dUZWwI/AAAAAAAAD5g/UISDqtBJ5IY/s1600/P1523_30-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP26I2QjpI/AAAAAAAAD5I/BaVvkEtqqus/s1600/P1701_30-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409939056070004370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP26I2QjpI/AAAAAAAAD5I/BaVvkEtqqus/s320/P1701_30-11-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP26mg8TiI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/fc8GelKSfbw/s1600/P1703%5B01%5D_30-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409939064033660450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP26mg8TiI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/fc8GelKSfbw/s320/P1703%5B01%5D_30-11-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP2604Zg1I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/HnOQ8oGa0B0/s1600/P1703_30-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409939067890139986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP2604Zg1I/AAAAAAAAD5Y/HnOQ8oGa0B0/s320/P1703_30-11-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxQ0Iwi5PlI/AAAAAAAAD6o/6U6svsz1eRU/s1600/P2241_30-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410006377453665874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxQ0Iwi5PlI/AAAAAAAAD6o/6U6svsz1eRU/s320/P2241_30-11-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP7qbhpDDI/AAAAAAAAD5w/av-6cGvMnmE/s1600/P1554_30-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409944865959658882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP8MUX5RYI/AAAAAAAAD54/siy-WPkeOVg/s400/DSC01362-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm thinking of moving to tumblr. Heee, I've been appearing offline and not chatting w people on FB. Dk why, but no mood. Hee, sorry :D Truthfully, i think it is because I feel I'm super boring. I'ld be th one ending th convo w 'hahaha' when there's nothing better to say. I always run out of things to say! Only if you're as crappy as me then we can crap on and on together! HAHAHAHA. Ohoh, Ammar and @itsfahmy went home while I was out. How saaaad! ): Might be going to town w Mama and siblings tml. How exciting! I have things to get for th India Trip. Plusplus, if I clean my room, Mama would give me my 50 bucks :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2467653321122196474?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2467653321122196474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2467653321122196474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2467653321122196474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2467653321122196474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/lovelovelove-i-want-your-love.html' title='Lovelovelove, I want your love.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SxP9UBtAG2I/AAAAAAAAD6A/zlHgLwPZ5Jo/s72-c/PB280138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-9084867784386444057</id><published>2009-11-27T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:59:29.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I lose myself I think of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw_LxF94pGI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/4ne5LJAGUW8/s1600/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw_LxF94pGI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/4ne5LJAGUW8/s400/cats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408765721771025506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha and Happy Thanksgiving to people in America! -.- Ha ha, @itsfahmy and Amar is sleeping over @ our crib. Weee, I predict it's gonna be awesome man. Today didn't start off so well, mom and dad had a heated argument. It was kind of my siblings and my fault tho. We woke up late, but it was because we stayed up all night cleaning the house yesterday to make them happy. Had to re change. But we went out at 3ish, to Woodlands to read Doa Selamat. After that, eat. Then had to wait in the car without air con for more than half and hour while waiting for parents who went to NTUC. Slept, but woke up cause it was friggin hot. Okay, they're here, weeee :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-9084867784386444057?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/9084867784386444057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=9084867784386444057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/9084867784386444057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/9084867784386444057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-i-lose-myself-i-think-of-you.html' title='When I lose myself I think of you.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw_LxF94pGI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/4ne5LJAGUW8/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6216082171302735616</id><published>2009-11-25T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:53:49.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's killing me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0iQZ4SvFI/AAAAAAAAD3I/HjwoAdHzDaY/s1600/storeheader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0iQZ4SvFI/AAAAAAAAD3I/HjwoAdHzDaY/s400/storeheader.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408016392762080338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Konichiwa, hahaha. I kick start th day with a jog at th park. I didn't fall asleep after that, washed up and texted peepos. Made my own breakfast. Peanutbutter and banana sandwich, hee :P Yadada, got ready since I was going out with sister to Afghan. After I painted my nails, ironed my clothes, she told me that she wanted to go out with her friends to watch 2012. I was mad, I mean who wouldn't? Furthermore, @itsfahmy wanted to meet us since he was sick of rotting at home. I feel so bad now.  He actually changed, then he had to change back. Didn't meet him in th end, all thanks to sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then sent an sms to my sister's friend, then my sister decided not to meet them (Y) HAHAHA. Bussed to Afghan, it was a looong ride, I almost fell asleep, hahaha. Bought stuffs that we wanted to get, then shared a meal at Mac. Home afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0lZSiMjRI/AAAAAAAAD3o/bGLhffhi44Y/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0lZSiMjRI/AAAAAAAAD3o/bGLhffhi44Y/s320/092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019843944058130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0lYEKhgWI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/bYIR1fCQCtI/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0lYEKhgWI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/bYIR1fCQCtI/s320/076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019822906802530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice I'm holding two similar phones? Heeha  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0lYiZjMpI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/tLlv16Z5bzc/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0lYiZjMpI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/tLlv16Z5bzc/s320/086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408019831022891666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep looking at my pictures. Hahaha, so yeah. Gotta help brother paint his room after this. Colouring/Highlighting my hair chesnutbrown. Hahaha, I have no idea if it'll even turn out. Lastly, I would like to wish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0m-eUHBUI/AAAAAAAAD34/hIKGoy47MiU/s1600/yert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0m-eUHBUI/AAAAAAAAD34/hIKGoy47MiU/s320/yert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408021582272988482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy 14th Birthday Luqman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for always hearing me out and never leaving me out. Thanks for entertaining me with your lameness and merepekness. At th same time, thanks for being a great friend. HAHA, hope you had a wonderful day and may God bless you, okay? May you have a great future ahead :DD You better not forget me, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6216082171302735616?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6216082171302735616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6216082171302735616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6216082171302735616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6216082171302735616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-killing-me.html' title='It&apos;s killing me.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sw0iQZ4SvFI/AAAAAAAAD3I/HjwoAdHzDaY/s72-c/storeheader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1503433056970859464</id><published>2009-11-24T21:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:01:52.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwvenX-1pTI/AAAAAAAAD2g/oGyMfzYlwOY/s1600/3895469918_774b778cde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 490px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407660545622254898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwvenX-1pTI/AAAAAAAAD2g/oGyMfzYlwOY/s400/3895469918_774b778cde.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yozxz, today, I literally sprang out of my bed thinking it was already 2pm when it was actually 11.10am? HAHAHAHA. Watched tv and all, then at 1.20pm met up w Rayyan. Bussed to Luqman's place then took another bus to E!hub. Waste money only, you know. Thenthen, saw Ben and Douglas. Watched them play bowling while waiting for Syahkir and Hafizz to come. Douglas used th vvv light bowling ball, probably th kid's one, but guess what? He managed to STRIKE. After Syahkir and Hafizz came, tried to get a lane, but we couldn't cause there was somekind of tournament going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we took 5 and wanted to bus to SAFRA Tampines. Half way, Matthew called saying that if we waited 15 minutes or so, we would be able to get a lane @ E!hub. So we were arguing and contemplating if we should continue our journey or go back. We then decided to go back. Stopped at Simei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayyan: Eh, kite amik MRT je ah.&lt;br /&gt;*At th MRT station*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rayyan: EH! Aku tak leh masuk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha, he had to top up before getting to pass through th thing. It was so hilarious. So much for using th train eheheh? :P Trained to Pasir Ris, I was then contemplating if I should go home or stay. After wasting all that money, I decided to stay. So, bussed to E!hub once again. Th waiting list was super long. Furthermore, they put Syahkir's name as "Sihlir". Th funniest part was when they were announcing it. But, since we were too lazy to wait so long, and thanks to GabrielSyafiqLuqman, we took over their lane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Swvi8UZRVGI/AAAAAAAAD2o/DGqHcMni-kU/s1600/P1639_24-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407665303483143266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Swvi8UZRVGI/AAAAAAAAD2o/DGqHcMni-kU/s400/P1639_24-11-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Played 1 and a half game and I only paid 4 bucks? Best :P Bussed to WS after that. Seperated, then home afterwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwvkYUDhihI/AAAAAAAAD24/Nxqa4K5EL-w/s1600/P1929_23-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407666883939895826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwvkYUDhihI/AAAAAAAAD24/Nxqa4K5EL-w/s320/P1929_23-11-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwvkXyRBs1I/AAAAAAAAD2w/VDjkIc_TBto/s1600/P1929%5B01%5D_23-11-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407666874869723986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwvkXyRBs1I/AAAAAAAAD2w/VDjkIc_TBto/s320/P1929%5B01%5D_23-11-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sent brother for Prom last night before going for dinner. I helped him with make up^^ Haha, just applied concealer and powder, bahaha :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1503433056970859464?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1503433056970859464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1503433056970859464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1503433056970859464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1503433056970859464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple.html' title='Simple.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwvenX-1pTI/AAAAAAAAD2g/oGyMfzYlwOY/s72-c/3895469918_774b778cde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-795099951615712332</id><published>2009-11-23T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:41:04.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me what I wanna hear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwpiHL1TNhI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/e_YxF5idPpg/s1600/alwaysonstandby_b004_021.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407242178186655250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwpiHL1TNhI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/e_YxF5idPpg/s400/alwaysonstandby_b004_021.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wazaa. Hahaha, going out soon, I think. Eating dinner outsideee. Hazirah has to go check her toe. Hahaha. Today, as usual, plan to go gym was cancelled. Hohoho, so boring oi. So texttext people, hee. Made my own lunch, vvv healthy you know! Plus, it tasted delicious, be jealous. Haaa :D Being a gooood daughter, I helped around th house^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazirah got th same phone as me! So now, Abang and Mama have th same phone, Hazirah and I have th same phone. While Papa has a "dumb phone". Haha, I finally changed to a new plan, I'm so over th mooon. I don't have to worry about my bill exceeding anymoreee! Oh, which means I changed my number also. Not sexy anymore ): There weren't any numbers starting fron "8", pffftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, woke up early yesterday, had to rush while dressing up. Got screamed at and all. Then, headed to KFC for breakfast. After which, we went to Istighfar to collect stuffs. Geez, th remarks given were so ironic. So, after that, headed home. Changed, zoomed to Suntec to check out th phones. It was super crowded. Thenthen, had Lunch @ Swensens. Went to idk what place to get th plan and th phone. I thought I didn't bring my Ezlink, so we used Hazirah's, so th bill would be under her name. But after that, after everything was prosessed, I found it in my bag! Heh :P Went to Nenek's place, then Omah's. Ntuc, then homeeee :D Had sucha long day and th Frappe and Cookie Monster weren't of any help. Dozed off in th car unknowingly from time to time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-795099951615712332?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/795099951615712332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=795099951615712332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/795099951615712332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/795099951615712332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-me-what-i-wanna-hear.html' title='Tell me what I wanna hear.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwpiHL1TNhI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/e_YxF5idPpg/s72-c/alwaysonstandby_b004_021.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-97913772102423197</id><published>2009-11-21T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:45:59.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwfdgH08RxI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/ZcMEIVg9Lfw/s1600/Holga_Print_by_uselessdesires.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwfdgH08RxI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/ZcMEIVg9Lfw/s400/Holga_Print_by_uselessdesires.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406533421608224530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boo. Woke up at around 10ish today, went to Masjid Sultan for th briefing for th trip to Kashmir w Abang and Papa. I'm so excited! Weeeee~ Hahaha :P There were thousands of bangels being sold outside th mosque and I was sososo tempted to buy them. Had Lunch at ZAMZAM. Otw back to th car, Papa was laughing so hard otp that he made me laugh, then abang. HAHAHAHA! Th ride back home was awesome :DD Laughed alot, like alotalot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in th car w bro while dad went back while mum took over. Droped abang at his friend's house while mama and I went to Afghan to get somekind of serbuk for Hazirah. At this one shop, th person complimented me and I was flattered :P Drank tea w mum before heading home. So here I am (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, yesterday right, foryourinfo la, we went for ngaji. And after 9 whole years of turnnaikturnnaik, I finally reached Quran. HAHAHHA, I just realised I was stuck at th last part for 5 months, bummer. Heee, good right. Had dinner @ BBQ chicken after that. Mm, to my most irritating and manja sister, hope your toe gets well soon. Don't be a weakling and crycrycry. Be strong, like me! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-97913772102423197?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/97913772102423197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=97913772102423197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/97913772102423197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/97913772102423197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/should-i.html' title='Should I?'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwfdgH08RxI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/ZcMEIVg9Lfw/s72-c/Holga_Print_by_uselessdesires.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1373777344180609669</id><published>2009-11-19T20:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:15:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dowanna fall asleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU45UVK8mI/AAAAAAAAD04/dks4ZGw4F0E/s1600/2012-movie-poster-375x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405789485089354338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU45UVK8mI/AAAAAAAAD04/dks4ZGw4F0E/s400/2012-movie-poster-375x600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, woke up at around 9am. Woah, first time after a loooong time, hee. Walked to NTUC to buy all th stuffs needed. Cooked Meng's "favourite" dish, hahaha, I was panicking already 'cause it was already 11 plus and I was supposed to meet B at 11.45? So much for "11.45". Met her at around 1. Got drinks and snacks, waited for Meng at th interchange. Saw Syafiqah and Amylia? Haha, after Meng arrived, zoomed to E!hub since Meng wanted to catch a movie -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought tickets for 2012. See, my friends are so sweet, they wasted their money just to accompany me. Haaah, th movie was awesome. Meng made us stay in th hall just so sh could tape th name of th actors -.- HAHA. After that, "picnic" -ed at th last level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU75-jqruI/AAAAAAAAD1A/CcUH3MG_frA/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405792794959326946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU75-jqruI/AAAAAAAAD1A/CcUH3MG_frA/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU76jrDBzI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/EEdgFhFbetQ/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405792804922394418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU76jrDBzI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/EEdgFhFbetQ/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU76YIMSgI/AAAAAAAAD1I/0GU97xmQft4/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405792801823410690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU76YIMSgI/AAAAAAAAD1I/0GU97xmQft4/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU77SefLiI/AAAAAAAAD1g/IWGQbfUFibU/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405792817486179874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU77SefLiI/AAAAAAAAD1g/IWGQbfUFibU/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU80COR5fI/AAAAAAAAD14/XCnvtNCJhIE/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405793792375776754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU80COR5fI/AAAAAAAAD14/XCnvtNCJhIE/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU8zVhH2uI/AAAAAAAAD1o/uv1ZGAZtuKU/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405793780375214818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU8zVhH2uI/AAAAAAAAD1o/uv1ZGAZtuKU/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to White Sands after that. Meng baskett, sh ran off and boarded 17. So, walked w B. Missed one bus for B's sake. Then got this makcik asking for directions, then she talked to B. So I took th next bus. Got scolded when I reached home. My bill went bust again. HAHAHA, it always does. I need to pay it off all by myself. There goes my hard earned money ): FUDGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1373777344180609669?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1373777344180609669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1373777344180609669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1373777344180609669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1373777344180609669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dowanna-fall-asleep.html' title='I dowanna fall asleep.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwU45UVK8mI/AAAAAAAAD04/dks4ZGw4F0E/s72-c/2012-movie-poster-375x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-8108104895820900025</id><published>2009-11-18T19:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:16:30.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush, don't speak a word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwPis6__-SI/AAAAAAAAD0o/EaSa5rjNeGI/s1600/4049971902_394fd08b28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405413239154538786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwPis6__-SI/AAAAAAAAD0o/EaSa5rjNeGI/s400/4049971902_394fd08b28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moshi moshi. It's been a really looooong day. Let's start from yesterday. Woke up at around 12pm&gt;watched tv&gt;helped to mark papers&gt;cook&gt;ngaji&gt;Downtown East&gt;fetch Abang&gt;home. I got a perfume which smelled like Britney Spear's Fantasy Perfume at 18 bucks whereas th real one costs about 80+ bucks? Hahaha, anyway, I didn't use my money :P So I'm happy! :D Abang complimented on my cooking. Hahahaha, awww :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had doughnuts and satay for supper. I couldn't sleep the whole night. Beeped people. Stayed up to see th Meteor thingy, but I didn't see a single thing. ): HAHA, read a few chapters of th book I borrowed and then went for a jog at around 6.45am? Waduhh, so paiseh hor. Th people I saw were aunties, uncles, makciks and pakciks. Some doing taichi and what not. I felt so extra, in a way, but I didn't want it to go to waste, so I jogged around till 7.30? Still, didn't sleep after that. Went online. People were like, "Wah, today wake up early ah" Hahaha, I was so lazy to tell them that I actually didn't sleep th whole night &gt;.&lt; I started to feel tired when I was chatting w Yusri. HAHAHA. Like so lazy want to start bringing up things that didn't make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadadada, I fell asleep around 11ish till 1, when sister came home. Got ready and everything, then zoomed to Tampinese. Parted w sister, met Wan and "gang". Naufal was all dressed up. I later found out he was going for his Prom right after that. Got tickets for "My Girlfriend is an agent" The movie was quite alright, just that at some parts it was boring. At certain parts, it was totally ammusing. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwPlKHdAY2I/AAAAAAAAD0w/ycNrRxFmnhc/s1600/My_Girlfriend_is_an_Agent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405415939736888162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwPlKHdAY2I/AAAAAAAAD0w/ycNrRxFmnhc/s320/My_Girlfriend_is_an_Agent.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed a bite @ Mac. Laughed alot. Gotta admit, they are funny^^ Sister called, trained back w her and her friends. I felt like a babysitter. Hahaha, went seperate ways, bussed home. Rayyan actually invited me to go for a bowling "match" w th guys and his mom. He didn't contact me after Monday, so um, a big sorry ye. I still have ALOT of stuff to do. Like say, plan for an outing w my girls this Thursday/Friday, mark more worksheets, clean my room and more chores. Grrrr. Ohoh, I saw Syazwan and Gaysissyshit(oldold inside joke). He looked weirdly hot. For someone who was so selenge last time, like now dah maju. Hahahaha :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-8108104895820900025?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/8108104895820900025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=8108104895820900025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8108104895820900025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8108104895820900025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/hush-dont-speak-word.html' title='Hush, don&apos;t speak a word.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwPis6__-SI/AAAAAAAAD0o/EaSa5rjNeGI/s72-c/4049971902_394fd08b28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4312827685590331917</id><published>2009-11-16T19:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:54:09.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop talking shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwE_UeG-aII/AAAAAAAAD0Q/UoALdhQogq4/s1600/Photography_love_IIIIIII_by_Nymagirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwE_UeG-aII/AAAAAAAAD0Q/UoALdhQogq4/s400/Photography_love_IIIIIII_by_Nymagirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404670648733558914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yozxzx. Yesterday was&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;, in retrospect, the greatest day of th week. HAHA, in th morning went for TA, sad. Cannot see *insertnamehere* anymore ): Heh, after Zohor, went to Johor. &lt;/span&gt;So firstly, we went to Holiday Inn. Hmm, there was this one shop which was selling everything for 10RM. Hazirah and I grabbed anything we could. At th same time, we were mocking at th way they pronounced certain words in english. Had KFC for lunch. Since there was WIFI, twited a lil, hoho. Thenthen, headed to Angsana. Hmm, bought shoes. Then zoomed to Danga Bay. Had dinner@Secret Recipe. There was this one super cheap dress that's similar to th one I saw at Far East. Got it. Splurged like there was no tomorrow. I was th one who got th most things compared to th rest of my family members, but abang spent th most. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"how do I look? Eh, take my picture for me" *takes pic* "Okay, keep it" :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwFLQQBqn3I/AAAAAAAAD0g/ktfLd4nPB1s/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwFLQQBqn3I/AAAAAAAAD0g/ktfLd4nPB1s/s400/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404683770373250930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, was boring as ever. Woke up late and I felt like a zombie for th whole day. Ha-ha. I'm missing people, boo. Oh, I cooked dinner! Lucky for me, it was edible enoughhh. Alright, I'm boooored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4312827685590331917?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4312827685590331917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4312827685590331917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4312827685590331917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4312827685590331917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-remembered-every-word-you-said.html' title='Stop talking shit'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SwE_UeG-aII/AAAAAAAAD0Q/UoALdhQogq4/s72-c/Photography_love_IIIIIII_by_Nymagirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-982760062562234096</id><published>2009-11-14T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:55:00.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzz off bozo.</title><content type='html'>Today, I woke up so early for nothing. Haaah, got ready and all, but both my brother and father were still asleep -.- An hour later, then we got out of th house. Headed to Sentosa straight away. It was drizzling, so we sat under th shelter w th rest of th people. When it finally stopped drizzling, played games. Haha, th prizes were protractors -.- At around 2 plus, went off and headed for th sky ride and luge, best. Heeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv6kFd0N8HI/AAAAAAAAD0A/xqQ_HP3MiJg/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv6kFd0N8HI/AAAAAAAAD0A/xqQ_HP3MiJg/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403937016701120626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv6jvUdxfKI/AAAAAAAADz4/yeSgaI8AO0g/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv6jvUdxfKI/AAAAAAAADz4/yeSgaI8AO0g/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403936636233940130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv6jugHN9QI/AAAAAAAADzo/xfUiIV41yyI/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv6jugHN9QI/AAAAAAAADzo/xfUiIV41yyI/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403936622180693250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv6juQ0BbhI/AAAAAAAADzg/AKPW7I8iaCE/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv6juQ0BbhI/AAAAAAAADzg/AKPW7I8iaCE/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403936618073648658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 3, headed to th mosque near Vivo then zoomed to Golden Landmark to collect our passports. Ate at Hajah Maimunah after that :D Then, headed homeee. Wanted to go to Expo after that. But something happened. I made my brother cry. Sheesh. Like omg la, I'm so bloody irritating &gt;.&lt; Sometimes I just wanna punch myself in th face. Scary manzxzx. I 've never seen him that way before. &amp;amp; I have yet to apologize. Haiyoo. So um yea, that's about it. Ooo, called Meng and B after a long time just now. Heeeh. Andand, I ditched th pink casio for th new white olympus. Hahahaha :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-982760062562234096?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/982760062562234096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=982760062562234096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/982760062562234096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/982760062562234096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/buzz-off-bozo.html' title='Buzz off bozo.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv6kFd0N8HI/AAAAAAAAD0A/xqQ_HP3MiJg/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1959951824972675564</id><published>2009-11-13T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:46:48.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rockpaperhearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv1RQg_asJI/AAAAAAAADzQ/Eh_aEWThQJs/s1600-h/crime_scene_fashion_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv1RQg_asJI/AAAAAAAADzQ/Eh_aEWThQJs/s400/crime_scene_fashion_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403564472090144914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Supppp :D Stayed at home th whole day today, gee. Helped mama mark her papers, I somehow earned money for that. Heee :D Talking about earning money, I wanna workk. Hahaha, Luqman gave me a number to call for a Sales promoter job or something. Should I caaaall? Hooh. Alright, that's about it :D Will be busy at papa 's shell family day tomorrow. Kay, besttt :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1959951824972675564?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1959951824972675564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1959951824972675564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1959951824972675564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1959951824972675564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/rockpaperhearts.html' title='rockpaperhearts.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sv1RQg_asJI/AAAAAAAADzQ/Eh_aEWThQJs/s72-c/crime_scene_fashion_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4370788033279627492</id><published>2009-11-12T20:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:57:32.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One stupid call, and I ended up alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Svv7UGwwd_I/AAAAAAAADyw/g34mA9csZzw/s1600-h/lp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Svv7UGwwd_I/AAAAAAAADyw/g34mA9csZzw/s400/lp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403188500792113138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Konbanwa, good evening. Hahaha, hellowelloswellojellokellofello. I woke up at around 11ish cause my dearest BFLS called. Talked about what to wear, yadadayadada. Hung up, showered and went online. Mama and friends were at th Dining room studying. I was stuck infront of th computer. Mama order MacDonalds, so I had McSpicy for breakfast + Lunch = Brunch. Got ready at around 1 and then met BFLS under th block. Zoomed to White Sands and dropped off my books and borrowed some new ones (: After that trained to Orchard. We took th wrong train at one of th stations, funneyhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, we did end up at our destination. Otw to Far East Plaza, we saw this super hot bag. We decided to walk around first. Wowee, it was a big dissapointment. Nothing interesting that captivated our interest. So we toured around th shopping center like zombies. I saw a dress that I wanted to get, but it was expensive. My budget was so limited, pffttt. So then, we went back to th shop where we saw the super hot bag. Spent around 15-30 minutes contamplating on which bag to get. In th end none of us got the "super hot" bag. Funny, I know. Camwhored a little then trained to Tampinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and around. Oh, at ION Orchard, we saw this v nice shoes. Wanted to get it, but we weren't confident that we could take care of it properly. Around 6ish, headed home. I had an awesome day with my dearest BFLS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guess what, th guy who prank called wasn't th person I expected it to be! It was Zulllll! Haiyooo, but I have to admit, it was one of th funniest prank call I 've ever recieved. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Svv7TT7OWjI/AAAAAAAADyg/pUqs_W-ZeWg/s1600-h/kij.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Svv7TT7OWjI/AAAAAAAADyg/pUqs_W-ZeWg/s400/kij.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403188487145806386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ohohoh, I need a job. Hahaha, seriously, I 'ld die of boredom if all I do is rot at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4370788033279627492?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4370788033279627492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4370788033279627492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4370788033279627492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4370788033279627492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-stupid-call-and-i-ended-up-alone.html' title='One stupid call, and I ended up alone.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Svv7UGwwd_I/AAAAAAAADyw/g34mA9csZzw/s72-c/lp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-634121411731173795</id><published>2009-11-12T01:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T02:42:38.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best you never had.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Svr0hpjBLZI/AAAAAAAADyQ/3ljc0_72yPs/s1600-h/1127af1a2859eabac1e0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402899561909923218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Svr0hpjBLZI/AAAAAAAADyQ/3ljc0_72yPs/s400/1127af1a2859eabac1e0.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha, I just can't seem to get enough of them :P Moving on, today didn't turn out as boring as I expected it to be. Wait, I mean, yesterday. Hohoho. I actually planned to go cycle to White Sands or something, so I could drop off my books and borrow some new ones. Butbut, I didn't have anyone to go out with. Sad, I know. BFLS 's busy w CCA, and th other girls are grounded. So instead, I spent my day at home. Again. Watching tv, helping around th house. I 'm currently fascinated w th Single Lady 's dance moves! Geee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So um, around 6 -ish, Abang and I went to rollerblade from my place to Elias Mall. (I wore socks this time around) I fell, I fell, I fell. Laugh all you want, but you should know by now that I'mma total klutz. I mean, who trips on their own slippers? Who breaks thousands of their father's coffee mugs? Okay, back to where I stopped. So yeah, th greenman was blinking, Abang went ahead first. I was confident to be able to blade across th road before th redman blinked, so I started to cross. Halfway, okay wait, a quater way (?) I fell. Ha-ha. Th redman was already on! So I picked myself up, and crossed th road. Embarrassing, I know. At Elias Mall, I fell again. At th pick up point. *insert thick face* Had to take out my blades in order to get into th bookshop. So I walked around th bookshop w my socks on :D Headed home, I had trouble with slopes. I 'm afraid to fall ya' see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recieved a cut on my hand, so I currently cannot do any push-ups ): And a reallyreallyreally big blister on my foot! Soso, washed up, got ready since we were going out for dinner. Went to Popeyes@Airport and then had desert at th Food Court beside it. Yummay. Haha, I wanted to get chocolates, but we had to rush home ): Oh, I found out that Chocolates can make you fat. Shoot. Heh. I also found out that Brazillian wax is haram and I also found out that th legal age to drink in singapore is 18. (Not that I drink or anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Moving on, Abang was so fed up when Duanne was out. Haha, but seriously, he can sing, compared to some of them. BFLS texted me around 10ish asking if I wanted to go out w her tomorrow. You don't know how happy I was to recieve that message, hooh. Hopefully her mother agrees to th idea, oh pleaseeee! Ohoh, to Haharace, get well soon hor! :D Someone called me today, well I think I already know who. He uttered a string of bad words and told me to apologize and he would let th matter go, so I did. After that, he told me he loved me, and that I had to tell him that I loved him too. Like WTFish, in your dreams! I just put th phone down. A lesson learned, don't answer th phone when a stranger calls you! (: Lastly, I would like to wish, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy 16th Birthday Abang Fahmy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for being th most "gerek" cousin {:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-634121411731173795?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/634121411731173795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=634121411731173795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/634121411731173795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/634121411731173795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-you-never-had.html' title='The best you never had.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Svr0hpjBLZI/AAAAAAAADyQ/3ljc0_72yPs/s72-c/1127af1a2859eabac1e0.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6241604831151314719</id><published>2009-11-10T19:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:22:18.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't give a damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvlOB8vAEzI/AAAAAAAADxw/IlEWzwExX7g/s1600-h/various-photography-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 489px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvlOB8vAEzI/AAAAAAAADxw/IlEWzwExX7g/s400/various-photography-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402435023397720882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh well, today was supaa boring, I 'd say. Woke up at 6.30 around there to wake somebody up. Slept back, woke up at 11 'cause my phone was vibrating irritatingly. Haha, the "useless" guy called. Had a really short but kinda ammusing convo :S Hmm, showered and then used th computer. Talked about gaining abs and all w Syazwan. HAHAHA :P After that, slacked around, folded clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so booooring, watched tv from 1 to 4? I made my own lunch^^ It didn't taste how I expected it, but who cares. Haaah. I fell asleep at 4 till 5.30. Went rollerbalding w Abang after that. Yesyes, we finally carried th old tv. It was fun, but now I got blisters all over :l Oh, did I tell you, I almost fell. Two times somemoreee. Th first time, I almost jammed my finger, I think. And I now dislike slopes! Muahahahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched ATL interviews and all. Gahh, &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Zack Merrick 's hott, hahaha! Alright there 's one more person who 's hot actually. It was um, a vvvvv boring Sunday afternoon, so my sister and I were browsing th channel 's on tv. We watched "Romantic Princess" and we saw him. Okay shut up Atiqah :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvlRWNy2B-I/AAAAAAAADx4/h9I3Ez-PcCQ/s1600-h/1_716727137m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvlRWNy2B-I/AAAAAAAADx4/h9I3Ez-PcCQ/s320/1_716727137m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402438670109509602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvlRWaNpfKI/AAAAAAAADyA/fPde9u_su-Q/s1600-h/33001_70999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvlRWaNpfKI/AAAAAAAADyA/fPde9u_su-Q/s320/33001_70999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402438673443159202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Hot right? I know :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahaha, so um, from now on, I decided, that I wouldn't bother what people think of me. Hahaha, go ahead, say whatever you want. &amp;amp; Like Abang Fahmy and Syazwan, I 'm on th same mission to get abs. Lolololol. Alright, I think I 'll end here :D Ohoh, anyone free tomorrow? Text me. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6241604831151314719?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6241604831151314719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6241604831151314719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6241604831151314719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6241604831151314719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-give-damn.html' title='I don&apos;t give a damn.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvlOB8vAEzI/AAAAAAAADxw/IlEWzwExX7g/s72-c/various-photography-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2946731918298050355</id><published>2009-11-09T20:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:00:04.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight's like a knife.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvgGHkBsyJI/AAAAAAAADxA/j6soSjf9eZ8/s1600-h/1652185-4-its-raining-in-liverpool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvgGHkBsyJI/AAAAAAAADxA/j6soSjf9eZ8/s400/1652185-4-its-raining-in-liverpool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402074480030566546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eh hello humanoids {: So well, today was such an "unproductive day" Woke up, played wii, cleaned a little and then wanted to rollerblade but I was too lazy to carry th tv, so I climbed to th 16th story and enjoyed th view. Plan to go to th gym was cancelled. It's always cancelled. Pfffttt &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvgGpvx6XRI/AAAAAAAADxg/L4TR6DCoMzo/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvgGpvx6XRI/AAAAAAAADxg/L4TR6DCoMzo/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402075067301125394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sundaysundaysunday! I woke up at 730? Because my dad was calling me. Mama was also shouting for me to get up. Bfls texted me that she wasn't going for TA so when I answered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa: Are you ready already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me: Haah, I but I just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Still can make it what.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But I don't think I want to go today.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *super long pause* None of th people I know going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised my excuse was super duper lame. But on th other hand, I was also too lazy to get up :l So I dozed back to sleep till around 11. Had prata for breakfast. Yadadayadada, went to Swensen 's @ Airport to celebrate cik din 's birthday. Luqmaaaaan! Hahaha, abang and I argued because he didn't dare to ask th waitress to change th drink. In th end I kept staring at her so she asked me what was wrong, haaah. Abang shidi has no clue who Wan is. Weird? Kay haha, Mama wants to use th computer, geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2946731918298050355?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2946731918298050355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2946731918298050355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2946731918298050355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2946731918298050355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/tonights-like-knife.html' title='Tonight&apos;s like a knife.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvgGHkBsyJI/AAAAAAAADxA/j6soSjf9eZ8/s72-c/1652185-4-its-raining-in-liverpool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3507120135997596600</id><published>2009-11-07T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:52:23.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it roll.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvWQkOlgyII/AAAAAAAADwo/6i-oBi8aAEA/s1600-h/_alltimelow_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401382280165902466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvWQkOlgyII/AAAAAAAADwo/6i-oBi8aAEA/s400/_alltimelow_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmm, so today was a supaaa long day. Hoho. Woke up at 11 plus, haiyo. Went online, took a shower, got ready. Th "useless" was online. Haiya, very action hor &gt;.&lt; Soso, got screamed at because I was still using th computer when we were already going out. Zoomed to Nek Sok 's house. She makes th awesomest suji (Y). Insyirah was really getting on my nerves, gaaaah. Thenthen, recite prayers, then eaaat. Muahahaha, headed to Golden Landmark to make visa (I think). Walked all th way to BHG near Bugis there just to take a picture for th visa -.- Hazirah and I were pissed off by th ladies who were taking our peekchas. "Doorknob" Muahaha, *inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, walked back, yadadadayadadada, had tea at Zamzam, Hazirah was acting like th girl who sat infront of me in th bus last Sunday. She need 's a temper management course. So well, got lost trying to find Orchard Central. Th spiral carpark was seriously so spiral -ly. Hoho, collected th underwater camera, tried to find Swensen 's. So um, no Swensen 's ): Anyway, Luqman has my card! Grrrr, hahaha. Play a fool somemore &gt;.&lt;  Omah 's house after that. Then, Ntuc. Vvvv boring, it was actually my brilliant idea -.- All I wanted was chocolates. Heee. Home soon after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3507120135997596600?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3507120135997596600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3507120135997596600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3507120135997596600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3507120135997596600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-it-roll.html' title='Let it roll.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvWQkOlgyII/AAAAAAAADwo/6i-oBi8aAEA/s72-c/_alltimelow_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6358595676923175955</id><published>2009-11-05T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:12:41.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't feel as if I know you</title><content type='html'>Gaaah, I 'm thinking of delete -ing my blog hor. What do you think? Tag meee! ^^ So, well, yeah, I woke up w 17 misscalls and a message. Firstly, I was so smart enough to charge my phone. I was like ":OOO" when I woke up. It was already 10plus. I promised to meet at 1030. So rushed my way through and straighten -ed my hair w th new hair straightener Hazirah bought. (it didn't turn out) So, headed off to school. Meng called, argued and asked her to wait for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkcheck, I 'm in 3E2. I don't know if I should be happy or not. But I 'll have to work REAL hard next year. Waited for Zaks to come. She gave me a really wet hug, haha. It was raining super heavy, so we had no choice but to run to th busstop. We were drenched from head to toe. Played 2 games of bowling, then doneee :D Talked to BFLS otp, helped around th house, the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvKz9OCtsBI/AAAAAAAADwg/EkCltASKRh8/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvKz9OCtsBI/AAAAAAAADwg/EkCltASKRh8/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400576767493517330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought about it and yeah, I think I spend too much time here. Till th point where it actually bores me. Hoho, I don't plan to sms peeps anymore. So misscall me instead. I 'm currently feeling pissed off. Grrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6358595676923175955?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6358595676923175955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6358595676923175955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6358595676923175955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6358595676923175955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-feel-as-if-i-know-you.html' title='I don&apos;t feel as if I know you'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvKz9OCtsBI/AAAAAAAADwg/EkCltASKRh8/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5850225247925136539</id><published>2009-11-03T19:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:42:15.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a fire inside of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvAcEZW7P5I/AAAAAAAADwY/GEYx6YgL7UI/s1600-h/my_sisters_keeper_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvAcEZW7P5I/AAAAAAAADwY/GEYx6YgL7UI/s400/my_sisters_keeper_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399846815069323154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello wello jello dello. Hmm, I woke up at 1045 today, because of this one person who kept calling &gt;.&lt; Annoying, yeah, kinda. But at least that woke me up^^ I didn't call back, too lazy. I then went online. Showered, got ready. Hmm, left th house at 1145. I was supposed to meet "OY" (inside joke) at 1145 actually, so, yeah, I was late :l Bussed to Downtown East and then bought tickets for My Sister's Keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came in just in time (Y) Ohmyy, I got so emotional that I cried several times :S Kay, shhh :P So then, played two games of bowling. I won th second one w a score of 130. Muahahaha, frankly, I cheated la. But it wasn't on purpose! Th pins just didn't come down, so yaaaa. Hoho. Went to eat at Mac then talked for abit. Home soon after. Hazirah kept calling, saying she had forgotten to bring her keys and asking me to get back home :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, slacked, invented my own "photoshoot". Hehe, berS.S :P Hmm, currently contemplating if I should go Bugis tomorrow, should I? Zaks cut bangs, damnn cute^^ Random :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5850225247925136539?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5850225247925136539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5850225247925136539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5850225247925136539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5850225247925136539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-fire-inside-of-you.html' title='There&apos;s a fire inside of you.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SvAcEZW7P5I/AAAAAAAADwY/GEYx6YgL7UI/s72-c/my_sisters_keeper_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4673884055778526186</id><published>2009-11-02T23:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:52:53.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can take back your memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Su8SCum3vaI/AAAAAAAADwM/deA1UT_fUuk/s1600-h/12765_1221663615894_1058048216_684699_837893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papa is already asking me to stop, grrr. Haha, so, fast one. Well, today, woke up at 1045am? Early right, I know. Theen, went online. Showered, and had breakfast. Then I asked Luq if he had any plans for today. He said he had none and so I asked if he could accompany me to th gym since none of my girls could. Heee, planplanplan, decided to go cycle to th Gym. People started to irritate me on msn. HAHA :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soso, at 230pm or so, he and Rayyan met me under my block. Half way to Elias,&lt;br /&gt;Rayyan: "Are you seriously going to th gym w your slippers?"&lt;br /&gt;Myself : "Eh YAAAA!" *Laughs uncontrolably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to th bicycle shop @ Elias to pump my bike, since my pump spoil -.- Luqman and myself were fighting over who gets to ride th bike. My bike mannn! Being a "gentleman", Rayyan offered to be th one walking. So rode to PRP, rented a bike. I offered to pay, since they didn't have cash (told you I was nice) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rode around PRP, and then played th swing for a while. We then headed to Downtown East. It started raining, so we rode REAL fast. Went to Cheers! to get drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, zoooomed to Fizzo 's house. Psstt, want to know what? I fell! HAHAHA, I wanted to turn, but it was too sharp, so yea. Go figure. Soso, Luq and I followed th rules and pushed our bike across th super long overhead bridge. Reached Fizzo 's block, he went down w a soccer ball and Dai di cards. Sat at th Park or whatever, then headed home. So tiring mann :l Ohoh, at one of th traffic lights right, which took SUPERDUPER long to change colour, I was confidently asking Luqman and Rayyan to cross after this taxi. Unknowingly, they didn't. Half way crossing th road, they were like screaming stuffs? One of my slippers came off, so I went back or "patah balik". Want to know th most amazing thing? I didn't turn my bike nor did I just went ahead which equates to total embarrasment. Pffttt &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Su8Eicgh9kI/AAAAAAAADwE/bz3aInsayZo/s1600-h/12765_1221667455990_1058048216_684711_3003688_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399539468055213634" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Su8Eicgh9kI/AAAAAAAADwE/bz3aInsayZo/s400/12765_1221667455990_1058048216_684711_3003688_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At this other traffic light, we missed th greenman 2 times? Busy taking photos :S Want to know why today was so "sway"? Causecause I kept falling out of th pavement &gt;.&lt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh, I 've been so lazy to reply messages :l &amp;amp;I 'm finding msn really annoying. Heee. Alamak, want to know something? I can't open my contact lens in my right eye. Make me feel so giddy. Hmm, when was th last time I took out my contacts? Few days before Raya. Cool, I know. Hahahaha -.- Currently clearing off my inbox for my yahoo email and chatting. Heee :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4673884055778526186?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4673884055778526186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4673884055778526186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4673884055778526186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4673884055778526186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/they-re-no-good-to-me.html' title='You can take back your memories.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Su8Eicgh9kI/AAAAAAAADwE/bz3aInsayZo/s72-c/12765_1221667455990_1058048216_684711_3003688_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-8684621790450572098</id><published>2009-11-01T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:49:52.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you now, so go away from me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Su1w45AKuDI/AAAAAAAADvc/Uzfa-DCufyI/s1600-h/ok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Su1w45AKuDI/AAAAAAAADvc/Uzfa-DCufyI/s400/ok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399095650963601458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever wondered, what life would be after death? Most people have th mindset of repenting after th age of 20 or so, but what if today was your very last day? What if you go so astray that you 're blinded from th right path? Wouldn't you be regretting in th afterlife? In conclusion, we should fulfill our duties as a being on this planet before it 's too late :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish, I talk world man, MP. HAHAHA, so erm, I didn't sleep last night. Two people asked if I wanted to otp w them, butbut, I was too busy watching Bohsia th movie. Although I still have 2 more parts to watch -.- I was also helping this one Mat who was creating a blog. HAHA, he 's so excited about it. I wanna roll on th floor and laugh, can? So, crapped alot on msn w him. At 7, took a shower and got ready for TA. Waited for Papa to come back from work, then fetched BFLS, then zoomed to th Mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were early. Waited for Syak. Boarded th bus, it was like an hour ride from th Mosque to th Cemetary. BFLS has th sample fragrance for th Fantasy Perfume! Jealous seyhh. Haha -.- So, I fell asleep halfway through th journey. Reached there, they briefed us, then showed us where they showered th dead. Toured th Cemetary and all. We were given refreshments after that. Th epok-epok was super niceee. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otw back, almost everyone slept, obviously I did too. There was this one person in particular who was sitting infront of me who kind of disturbed my sleep. Geee. Haha, but it was so shiok sleeping. We were debriefed, then dismissed. Went home with BFLS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, ate, and then sleeeeeeeeeep. Best^^ Parents are out having dinner, brother is studying, sister is, otp?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-8684621790450572098?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/8684621790450572098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=8684621790450572098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8684621790450572098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8684621790450572098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate-you-now-so-go-away-from-me.html' title='I hate you now, so go away from me.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Su1w45AKuDI/AAAAAAAADvc/Uzfa-DCufyI/s72-c/ok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4087245160081337780</id><published>2009-10-31T23:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:48:10.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You 're th only thing I know.</title><content type='html'>Updownturnaround. Hello, umm, as usual, it's a Saturday, which equates to a super dull daaay! Haha, woke up at around 11.30am? I just couldn't fall back to lala land :S Although I slept at 2am th previous night. Bathed, started cleaning my room. Surprised? So am I. I washed th dishes and mopped th whole house without even being told to do so. I know, I 'm surprised myself. At 6.30pm or so, went for a Kenduri Arwah at Nek Su 's house. Paisehpaiseh. We came after they just finished praying and everyone was looking at us :l Recited our prayers, then ate. Headed home soon after. Boedi 's adoreableeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398798531503003682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuxiqQwjGCI/AAAAAAAADuo/ZtUZ6I7ljtk/s400/P2033_31-10-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuxfckriwyI/AAAAAAAADug/xe25gWrKN9A/s1600-h/P2024%5B01%5D_31-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398794997797667618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuxfckriwyI/AAAAAAAADug/xe25gWrKN9A/s400/P2024%5B01%5D_31-10-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398794991948560386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuxfcO5AeAI/AAAAAAAADuY/hAbBYb_bl9U/s400/DSC09488.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I plan to erm, watch Bohsia Movie tonight and not sleeeep! Will be going to th Cemetry during TA tomorrow. Confirm best^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4087245160081337780?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4087245160081337780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4087245160081337780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4087245160081337780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4087245160081337780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-re-th-only-thing-i-know.html' title='You &apos;re th only thing I know.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuxiqQwjGCI/AAAAAAAADuo/ZtUZ6I7ljtk/s72-c/P2033_31-10-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7772486264591029499</id><published>2009-10-30T23:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:59:21.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We 're going down for sure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SusFFQ21GFI/AAAAAAAADtA/lVluAT_gVaY/s1600-h/P301009_12_21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398414166316095570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SusFFQ21GFI/AAAAAAAADtA/lVluAT_gVaY/s400/P301009_12_21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahehehoho^^ Had to go to school by myself today, so went w Rayyan. I 'm always th later one :P Luq took th same bus to school too. Haha, I guess people might think I 'm crazy 'cause I said HI to him so loudly. Reached school at 6.55? One of th earliest time I ever went to school. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued watching Drag Me To Hell during English, disgusting. Haaah. Finished my Word Search book which is probably more than 2 years old during CME. Threw it away during recess^^ Watched Ponyoponyo during Geography, cute maaaaan :DD Did a super long survey and got back our Report Book during th 2 period of From Teacher time. Results as shown below,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SusUIQKXCDI/AAAAAAAADtQ/_U2DjL3pL2E/s1600-h/P2209_30-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398430710343600178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SusUIQKXCDI/AAAAAAAADtQ/_U2DjL3pL2E/s400/P2209_30-10-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suckerish right? I know, thank you. Psssttt, I'm becomming a PSL next year! Muahahahaha :P Went for th PSL briefing which lasted till 1, took pictures w people. Haha, wanted to go to Central, but instead, sat at th entrance. Stopped whoever I knew from going out, till they took a picture w me :P Yadadada, yadadada, went in back to school to eat. Zaks blanja, thanks lve^^ Must go out together somedayy. Someone wanted to talk to me, then shyyy. HAHAHA ;P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Headed home, napped. Used comp, went to East Point. Mama so drama! Cute :P Dinner at Banquet. I saw Irsyad, heh. Kept looking at winter clothes. Frankly, it bores me. Papa, fetched us, home. Currently chatting and playing Farmville. Lame, I know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA, Matthew said he used to like me, cause I was nice :X Goshh, I would like reallyreally miss 2E2 ); Fond memories cann never be erased. Esp th people in it. Duck -ass, Bala, Meng, Zaks, B, Qi Wei and everyone la!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7772486264591029499?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7772486264591029499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7772486264591029499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7772486264591029499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7772486264591029499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-re-going-down-for-sure.html' title='We &apos;re going down for sure.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SusFFQ21GFI/AAAAAAAADtA/lVluAT_gVaY/s72-c/P301009_12_21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6371221652992627342</id><published>2009-10-29T15:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:59:31.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe we 're just trying too hard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SulN2zzat6I/AAAAAAAADs4/C5Y3mLNqsf4/s1600-h/Stereo_Skyline_A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397931232394393506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SulN2zzat6I/AAAAAAAADs4/C5Y3mLNqsf4/s400/Stereo_Skyline_A2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmm, so today, nothing much happened. If it wasn't for th fact that we HAD to pass up our option slips, I wouldn't have attended school :S I probably would 've spend th whole day sleeping. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397918894130385362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SulCooMC0dI/AAAAAAAADsY/xwVCqIKc0oA/s400/12765_1218308532019_1058048216_672274_1384413_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397918896760859666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SulCox_MrBI/AAAAAAAADsg/hJZUhad5KCM/s400/12765_1218312852127_1058048216_672285_3330032_n.jpg" /&gt;Yesterday, I got 16th position for th Cross Country ( Kinda Insulting ) and psssttt, in case you didn't know, 2E2 came out as Champions! Muahahahaha. Alright, woke up at 5.45am although I set my alarm at 5. Lucky for me, I asked someone to give me a wake up call :/ So met Rayyan at th busstop, then took th bus, then changed bus, then blablabla. Reached Temasek Poly, and then waited for th rest to arrive. Coincidently met Dee and her boyf, so we waited together. Found out that Zaks was stuck in a small jam, and th rest had already gone in, so we made our way to th assembly area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadada, I thought I lost my towel, but it actually fell off and it was at th busstop &gt;.&lt; Theen, Ms Koh actually didn't allow Zaks and I to bring our handphones during th run, but we still did. The start of th run, I was leading ya' know. Then I started to slow down. Then I listened to music. Then Celeste caught up w me. Ran, walked and supported each other all th way. Love you ahhh. ^^ After th run, had a short rest, interclass netball. I made a fool out of myself at th beginning of th game :S I was trying to intercept, then I fell :/ Embarrassing much? Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o, and I 'lost' my skirt! Only till th ending of th Carnival, I found it. How did I manage to get it back? They made an announcement :X So then, LuqRayFizzAkirHaizanSofiaHazirahZaks and I walked from Temasek Poly to Century Square since th busstop was crowded. Fizz was being disgusting, he kept throwing his SUPER wet towel around. Eat, then met people. Crazy :S Played arm wrestling, taptap face, and somemore ah. I won most of it^^ But some, half way through, give up :P Haha, I failed mastering th art of hitting people w a towel. -.- Th whole day was so taxing that when I got home, I slept :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About that guy who 'sound' me, he didn't really confront me in person -.- He just called my name several times and stared. I made an innocent looking face and walked away. Huhu, Luq settled th matter for me. Best :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6371221652992627342?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6371221652992627342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6371221652992627342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6371221652992627342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6371221652992627342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/maybe-we-re-just-trying-too-hard.html' title='Maybe we &apos;re just trying too hard.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SulN2zzat6I/AAAAAAAADs4/C5Y3mLNqsf4/s72-c/Stereo_Skyline_A2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5163271054359173505</id><published>2009-10-27T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:41:35.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real eyes realise real lies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sub_iMdX-AI/AAAAAAAADsQ/aHKiBWoQLmI/s1600-h/DSC00371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397282166375184386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sub_iMdX-AI/AAAAAAAADsQ/aHKiBWoQLmI/s400/DSC00371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello lovelies {: So today, was a reallyreally boring day. Hahaha. Boarded th bus at 7.30 am? It took like an hour to get there. It was a 2 hours walk around th Sungai Buloh -.- Nothing really captivated my interest. Disturbed people^^ Thenthen, Xuan showed me pictures of his house in China and pictures of his parents :/ HAHA, I didn't even ask ya' know. All I wanted was to borrow his camera. Huhu, so it's like, tak perlu :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zooomed back to school, got our result slips back :S I did pretty well la, but not up to my standard. Papa was like, "What happened to your 6 A1's?!" Cause I only got one this year &gt;.&lt; Awwwh, cheer up Zaks. No matter what happens, I 'm always here for you, lve &lt;3 Hoho, while I was online earlier tonight, there was this one guy who 'sound' me la. Geee, he wants to talk to me tomorrow. I never do anything seyh. Baseless accusations, pfffttt. Went to Ngaji, yadadada, yadadada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and finally that someone texted me. Last night, I fell asleep at 9pm till 10pm. Checked my phone then like, ehh! Hahahaha -.- Meng called several times, then I dozed off back to sleep. My mood was totally flat. I was too tired to entertain anyone, soso sorry. O.o, hopefully I 'ld have enough stamina to run tomorrow! &amp; May 2E2 win th Interclass! (: Bismillah, amin. xP Have to wake up early, ahhh :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5163271054359173505?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5163271054359173505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5163271054359173505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5163271054359173505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5163271054359173505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/real-eyes-realise-real-lies.html' title='Real eyes realise real lies.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sub_iMdX-AI/AAAAAAAADsQ/aHKiBWoQLmI/s72-c/DSC00371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6628116988290774877</id><published>2009-10-26T19:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:07:04.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He got me love drunk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuWQZEEB6OI/AAAAAAAADsI/9g8UR7D9z8w/s1600-h/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396878488735181026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuWQZEEB6OI/AAAAAAAADsI/9g8UR7D9z8w/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuWPwOXtZbI/AAAAAAAADsA/d5GdNlznZj8/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396877787127440818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuWPwOXtZbI/AAAAAAAADsA/d5GdNlznZj8/s400/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello aliensss. Haha, I think I had too much sugar intake, which explains why I'm in such a goood mood andand, highh^^ HAHA. If you need evidence, check Yusri's wall. HAH. Okay, so, th day started off with th briefing, yadadada, yadadada.. Headed to th Mini Mart, but it was closed &gt;.&lt; So, we went to Central. Bought bala tea (bubble tea) then headed to sea shell park. Zaks told us about her Mom. Haah, cute or whaaat^^ Thenthen, camwhored for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to E!hub since Luq wanted to treat us. We still had to put in 2 bucks each tho. Shaleen came, Zirah and B wanted to head home. We actually planned to go to th Gym, but plan was cancelled ); Soo, I walked from E!hub to th Interchange all by myself, then zoomed home. Chat w Syazwan for a little while about treating, then went for a jog. I was like so paiseh jogging alone in an almost empty park.. Akir was asking me about stuffs, it made me think for a while.. Then, I decided to go all th way up to th 16th story. The view was breath taking. The wind was, umm, undiscribe -able. Meng gave me a call. Talked to her, :DD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, and then done. Took a shower, used th computer. Mama, was angry when she came home. &amp;amp; For th first time (I think) I went to her and ask why she was so angry^^ Had dinner, then donee. Just now right, there was this one guy who asked if can kenal2, I was like laughing at him. Then he asked me why, I asked him, what if I said No, he then said, nevermind, and he called me sombong. Haaah, people this days. *rolls eyes ^^ Ohh, I'm kinda looking forward for tomorrow. Eco Trekk^^ I have to like join 2e3's group? Grrr. Nvm, I still have Zaks (: &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s, I woke up every hour just to see if you left a message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6628116988290774877?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6628116988290774877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6628116988290774877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6628116988290774877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6628116988290774877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-got-me-love-drunk.html' title='He got me love drunk.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuWQZEEB6OI/AAAAAAAADsI/9g8UR7D9z8w/s72-c/065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6872480423238930648</id><published>2009-10-24T03:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:30:39.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He got me digging on his vibe.</title><content type='html'>A few hours ago, *ehem, someone was supposed to call me. Ahh, haha. Went to Swensen's yesterday night to celebrate mum's *(insert two digit number) birthdayy. Haha, Abang, Mama and myself wore bluee, while Hazirah and Papa wore purple. I only realised it when we were walking from th carpark -.- I was damn hyper, I don't know why. But I like th feeling, talk continue -ously like there's no tomorrow and irritate people. Best^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIE1b6ZlkI/AAAAAAAADrI/1I5T_Agj2jg/s1600-h/P2116%5B01%5D_23-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395880619615557186" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIE1b6ZlkI/AAAAAAAADrI/1I5T_Agj2jg/s400/P2116%5B01%5D_23-10-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIFSjqZvuI/AAAAAAAADrg/yHj9VdoQE9k/s1600-h/P2116_23-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395881119912148706" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIFSjqZvuI/AAAAAAAADrg/yHj9VdoQE9k/s400/P2116_23-10-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395881117652000642" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIFSbPin4I/AAAAAAAADrY/NWbzIcnrUdg/s400/P2036_23-10-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIE0mfJ2cI/AAAAAAAADq4/U4KHLsrEhfc/s1600-h/P2003%5B01%5D_23-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395880605274200514" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIE0mfJ2cI/AAAAAAAADq4/U4KHLsrEhfc/s400/P2003%5B01%5D_23-10-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIE0YKsNDI/AAAAAAAADqw/0MXr1D3uDEM/s1600-h/P1944%5B01%5D_23-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395880601430275122" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIE0YKsNDI/AAAAAAAADqw/0MXr1D3uDEM/s400/P1944%5B01%5D_23-10-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIE15NLZTI/AAAAAAAADrQ/42lgSh1zQqc/s1600-h/P2036%5B01%5D_23-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395880627478947122" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIE15NLZTI/AAAAAAAADrQ/42lgSh1zQqc/s400/P2036%5B01%5D_23-10-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So then right, I bought for her like a foot scrub? It was supposed to be another thing. Grrr, I think my eyes were playing tricks w me or maybe I was distracted? HAHA -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today, school was boring, but there was a fire drill. There was this one part about Meng's "Nud" Hahahaha! After school, catch up abit w dearest BFLS and laugh at Faaiz who paiseh -ed. Hoho! Before that headed to Lp to collect Mama's stuffs. Heavyyy. Hahaha. Then, headed to Tampinese with MengZaksBHazirah. Otw, funn ya' know. There was this person who called me, then everyone all so kecoh. Then I told Meng something from A-Z so loudly without realising it. My voice loud mann. Hehe, sorry^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thenn, looked around th Body Shop sale. Didn't get anything. Went to Ntuc to get drinks, before that fooled around at th aquarium(?) Bought white nail polish, then went to Aries to get blue eye liner~ Seperated w Meng and Zaks, so I was all alone ); Then right, at th MRT platform, I saw Hazirah (as in my sister) and her friend (Farhanna). I happy^^ Abang called, asking for suggestions about Mama's present. He was at Tampinese Mall too ya' know, even Mama, cool right? :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, went home w sister, saw Danial in th bus. After Maghrib went to Airport la. Haha, after that otp. Haha, I discovered something which made me happier. A question that was troubling me for days is now answered, and I didn't even have to ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday, it was, one word to describe it, 'awesome'. When I reached home, I slept all th way till morning. I found out someone else did th same thing too. Haah. Kayy, so yeahh. I need to tell Bfls so many things, haha, Sunday must go TA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6872480423238930648?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6872480423238930648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6872480423238930648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6872480423238930648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6872480423238930648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-got-me-falling-for-his-vibe.html' title='He got me digging on his vibe.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SuIE1b6ZlkI/AAAAAAAADrI/1I5T_Agj2jg/s72-c/P2116%5B01%5D_23-10-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6892346148671125281</id><published>2009-10-21T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:26:20.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once a whore, you're nothing more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/St8jrFvZIcI/AAAAAAAADqo/0Vd-w9-Szb0/s1600-h/210pksjabh_black,white,hippie,inspiration,love,photo,photography-07986c3ccfbef10fa881052306c7f3a9_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/St8jrFvZIcI/AAAAAAAADqo/0Vd-w9-Szb0/s400/210pksjabh_black,white,hippie,inspiration,love,photo,photography-07986c3ccfbef10fa881052306c7f3a9_h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395070101795447234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wassapp^^ Haha, like about half an hour ago? Got off th phone w this ass. Hoho, oppsss. :X Hahaha, well, I bloghopped and I read this girl's blog. She's vvvv pretty and idk why, but I like her. Heh, as in not that 'likelike' but like. I'm straight kay, heh. Thenthen, I would like to apologize to Shamirul and Bryanna? Cause like, I went off without telling them. And I wasn't much help to Bryanna ); I feel so bad. So kaaay, moving on, we got back some of our results today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so failed english Paper 2~ By one pathetic mark. Dee was like, 'Nur Atiqah Binte Ridzwan FAIL?' Hahaha, then sh repeat and repeat. But if I total it up with my letter writing, it's still higher then Rayyan's :P Soso, got Art papers back too. Woah, there was this one girl who went around showing off. No offence la. I got 67, peace^^ Mmm, got back Science papers too. I got 67? Grrr, I've been getting B3s for most of my subjects. I have yet to see an A~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soso, during P.E, Santa Clause took us. Woah, so many lectures~ Hahaha, Matthew mimic  -ed him, which practically made th whole class laugh. Played soccer, but half way through play what? Rugby. Muahahahaha :P Thenthen, after school, went to th Mosque w MengBZaks. From 2.45 to 5? Heh. Hmm, before that right, I build up all my courage and told Chew that I wanted out. I 'm just afraid she 'ld confront me infront of EVERYBODY, AGAIN tomorrow. I love my girls for being there for me^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, there is this one particular person who 's finding fault. Grrr~ Deprived, someone get her a boyfriend quick. Th more I know, th more I dislike. Cheerios ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6892346148671125281?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6892346148671125281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6892346148671125281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6892346148671125281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6892346148671125281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/once-whore-youre-nothing-more.html' title='Once a whore, you&apos;re nothing more.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/St8jrFvZIcI/AAAAAAAADqo/0Vd-w9-Szb0/s72-c/210pksjabh_black,white,hippie,inspiration,love,photo,photography-07986c3ccfbef10fa881052306c7f3a9_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4766412444878146781</id><published>2009-10-19T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:39:56.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things aren't always what they seem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stx5xEZjdsI/AAAAAAAADqg/SQ3_3KHGyjw/s1600-h/P1449%5B01%5D_19-10-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394320337584486082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stx5xEZjdsI/AAAAAAAADqg/SQ3_3KHGyjw/s400/P1449%5B01%5D_19-10-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey, missed me? Hoho, I came back at around 5 in th afternoon, so it's too late to miss me :P So, came back and slacked. Contemplated if I should follow mama and Hazirah to Lp to cut hair. I just want to cut my fringe, and that's it, cause I'm currently in love w my hair :D I'll probably cut it tomorrow, after school? Ah, idk. Abang 's making a big fuss out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I switched on th computer, started chatting w Meng, then Bfls, then more and more people. Heh, Bfls and her EVIL plans.. So, about th Melaka trip, all I know is that we spent most of th money on food. Hah, like they say, 'what you are is what you eat'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so I only bought a new pair of jeans? Since abang said most of th stuffs could b found in Bugis. Hoho, so, just now, in th hotel room, I made up my mind not to go swimming. Only after watching  'Dont Ignore Diabetes', I changed my mind. I swam 20 laps. Yay me. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my friendship w R, has been corrected. Heh. Btw, just now right, Papa did something which almost made me rofl. Hoho, i miss my girls): Getting back results tomorrow, most prolly. Nervous! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4766412444878146781?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4766412444878146781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4766412444878146781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4766412444878146781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4766412444878146781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-one-night-couldnt-be-so-wrong.html' title='Things aren&apos;t always what they seem.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stx5xEZjdsI/AAAAAAAADqg/SQ3_3KHGyjw/s72-c/P1449%5B01%5D_19-10-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-46090405132605134</id><published>2009-10-16T17:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:03:17.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like I'm frozen in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg-1wUi-CI/AAAAAAAADqY/GSB0ku27MVs/s1600-h/CIMG5294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393129647001237538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg-1wUi-CI/AAAAAAAADqY/GSB0ku27MVs/s400/CIMG5294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg-0_4exMI/AAAAAAAADqI/qliRsoyG3t0/s1600-h/CIMG5331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393129633998619842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg-0_4exMI/AAAAAAAADqI/qliRsoyG3t0/s400/CIMG5331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg9YWaAOaI/AAAAAAAADqA/zZSqkq2dJAU/s1600-h/CIMG5292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393128042316970402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg9YWaAOaI/AAAAAAAADqA/zZSqkq2dJAU/s400/CIMG5292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg8yepyhfI/AAAAAAAADp4/j_kelMhTnj8/s1600-h/CIMG5309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393127391695635954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg8yepyhfI/AAAAAAAADp4/j_kelMhTnj8/s400/CIMG5309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg8SrgQUkI/AAAAAAAADpw/rP6iX975T2Q/s1600-h/CIMG5380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393126845389492802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg8SrgQUkI/AAAAAAAADpw/rP6iX975T2Q/s400/CIMG5380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heyho, lovelies. I'm finally in th mood to blog^^ Woke up at 1+? Slept at around 240 yesterday. Haha, after putting down th phone at 230, I was supposed to continue to accompany someone by calling them at 3, but guessed what? I dozed off! Haha, probably due to th fact that I have been sleeping at around 2-3 plus to study :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soso, exams are like finally, officially OVER! To mark th last day of exam, we went on a field trip to Marina Barrage. We were actually supposed to go there to listen and learn? Haah, when we were given time to wonder around by ourselves, MengZaksB and I went to th water place. Haha, LuqFizzRayAkirDeeRaisFelNicoleInez were there too. Started fooling around, getting wet. I was th least wet. YAY! -.- But my whole skirt was wet, cause of one stupid thing I did :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;When time was up, Chang came and started to get mad. Haha, th rest went off to dry in th toilet, while I sat outside. With th help of th wind, I managed to dry myself. So, went back to school, headed to Central. Zaks and I started to get a headache. But after that, we went back to shool, thinking that we could kick some balls.. Butbutbut, there was like many peepos at th mini field, so we just sat there and watch. 10 minutes later, we decided to head home. Upon arriving home, there were people, who came to fix th fan :S So, I just snuck in and slept :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, am going to Melaka, somehow excited, dk whyy. Probably cause can go shopping! Coming back on either Sunday or Monday. Haha, so I'll end by wishing one of my favourite girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 14th Birthday Meng!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ily truckloads :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-46090405132605134?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/46090405132605134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=46090405132605134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/46090405132605134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/46090405132605134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-like-im-frozen-in-time.html' title='I feel like I&apos;m frozen in time'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Stg-1wUi-CI/AAAAAAAADqY/GSB0ku27MVs/s72-c/CIMG5294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3930245300865633140</id><published>2009-10-11T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T18:51:34.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got a backbone stronger than yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/StGzqAtJrzI/AAAAAAAADpY/r-s4LNsA3j0/s1600-h/Love_me_by_Alephunky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 295px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/StGzqAtJrzI/AAAAAAAADpY/r-s4LNsA3j0/s400/Love_me_by_Alephunky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391287763264450354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yozsx. So, I 've just finished mugging for 4 hours. Woaaah, haha. Did all my notes for th whole textbook. No matter whatt, I must do well. Compared to mid year and tests, I have a weekend to prepare myself, so I MUST do better than a B4. &amp;amp; Note to self : Never let a paper bring you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soso,yesterday, had a study date with dearest Bfls + Ummirah at Elias Mall Mac. Luq and gang invited me to study w them, but I declined, obviously. Saw Afiq Latif, he still looks th same! :S Going out for dinner tonight, YEY! Haha, a breath of fresh air. Skipped TA today. I wonder who even go seyh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time, I catch myself missing you. Andd, I survived almost 21 days without my phone, go me. Alright, I'll end here. Cheerios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3930245300865633140?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3930245300865633140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3930245300865633140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3930245300865633140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3930245300865633140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-got-backbone-stronger-than-yours.html' title='I&apos;ve got a backbone stronger than yours'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/StGzqAtJrzI/AAAAAAAADpY/r-s4LNsA3j0/s72-c/Love_me_by_Alephunky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3538059044629193728</id><published>2009-10-09T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:54:33.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day we met was like a hit and run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Ss9JVT8qpuI/AAAAAAAADpM/8oOTiCwFujQ/s1600-h/Paramore%2BP%2BA%2BR%2BA%2BM%2BO%2BR%2BE.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Ss9JVT8qpuI/AAAAAAAADpM/8oOTiCwFujQ/s400/Paramore%2BP%2BA%2BR%2BA%2BM%2BO%2BR%2BE.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390607909466580706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wassaaaaap. Today, sat for Geography paper. Although I did it w great ease, I only had 5 minutes left to check? That was ofically th first time I had no extra time to check over and over again for a humanities paper~ This was also th first time I spent so long studying for a humanities paper. Yesterday afternoon studied, at night, fell asleep for about an hour or so, continued studying till 3? Slept, woke up early, study again~ So semangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After th paper ended, had lunch w ZaksHazirahMengB at school. Meng and B then went for D&amp;amp;T, while we sat at th canteen talking about something, something that practically made me laugh so hard that my laughter filled th almost-empty canteen. Shall not elaborate further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, we decided to kick some balls. So headed to th field. &amp;amp; Ofc, if Atiqah play, always kecoh. Heh^^ Zaks felt like vomitting, so we stopped. After resting and buying drinks, sat in th classroom. Did Science ws and help Eugene draw, haha. Took someone 's specs, someone got worried :O Told you I was a great actor! :P &amp;amp; Ehhh,  I should've just taken it! I realised I look good in it. Haha, kay crap -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued to play soccer and all, then at 12.35? Meng and B finished D&amp;amp;T, so met up w them. B scared Zaks so much so that her file dropped down from th 2nd floor to th 1st. Went back home, bathed, went back to school. Otw went to mini mart to get sweets :S We saw A* and I couldn't help but laugh. A* is seriously vvv arrogant, no offense. I saw a string on A* hair, so Zaks and I called after A*, A* just ignored. We shouted, so A* was obviously ignoring us! Pffttt. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then the revision ended at around 5 plus, I could 've almost fallen asleep. Meng and B went home, Zaks and I went to kick somemore balls after that. Haaah, after 15 minutes or so, went home. Upon reaching home, it was as if I was struck by something. I got so tired, I kept mum and didn't reply to anyone asking me questions. At 7+ I dozed of for about an hour or so, woke up because my nose bled, had dinner. Pasta Mania^^ Haaaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3538059044629193728?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3538059044629193728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3538059044629193728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3538059044629193728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3538059044629193728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-we-met-was-like-hit-and-run.html' title='The day we met was like a hit and run'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Ss9JVT8qpuI/AAAAAAAADpM/8oOTiCwFujQ/s72-c/Paramore%2BP%2BA%2BR%2BA%2BM%2BO%2BR%2BE.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6312507960413438084</id><published>2009-10-08T19:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:16:10.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It seems like we're meant to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Ss3Qgjgu4EI/AAAAAAAADo8/pq62dTdTNQU/s1600-h/792354n8j3vsgqgf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Ss3Qgjgu4EI/AAAAAAAADo8/pq62dTdTNQU/s400/792354n8j3vsgqgf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390193586739273794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Math was :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD Haha, fake la. It was DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD: Nevertheless, I shall not think about it and still be optimistic^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after my favouriteee paper, ate at school with ZaksBMeng. I bought Laksa in courtesy of Meng. So, while waiting for th stall auntie to ask what we wanted to order, I asked Meng what she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me, "Mee Soto".&lt;br /&gt;I replied, "Mee Soto?".&lt;br /&gt;Then she said, "No, Mee SotOOOO" *With her mouth 'O' -ed.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "Mee what? S.." *trying to impersonate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it, so I burst into laughter. I was laughing SO hard, probably TOO hard, so much so that I hit th concreate. Since one of my lower teeth is sharp, I cut my bottom lip :S I could still carry on laughing^^ Th nice auntie gave me tissue :DD Haaaah. So then, we went to th drink stall to get drinks, obviously. I was still laughing then. Th auntie at th drink stall went, "Hohoho", trying to mimic me. It made me laugh even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we sat infront of th gate. Otw, I saw something. Haaah, so not gonna elaborate. Then it started to drizzle a little. Zaks was saying, "Ni mesti ade orang nyani.." So then we started singing and it was seriously out of tune. Muahahaa, it started raining heavier, we were starting to get wet. Yadadada. Okaay, have to finish Geographyyy Revision! 5 more chapters. Go me! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6312507960413438084?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6312507960413438084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6312507960413438084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6312507960413438084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6312507960413438084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-seems-like-were-meant-to-be.html' title='It seems like we&apos;re meant to be'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Ss3Qgjgu4EI/AAAAAAAADo8/pq62dTdTNQU/s72-c/792354n8j3vsgqgf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-223226229267740352</id><published>2009-10-07T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:17:13.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so much better without you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsyuaTI_teI/AAAAAAAADos/PWIqIkZeWFM/s1600-h/barbie-copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsyuaTI_teI/AAAAAAAADos/PWIqIkZeWFM/s400/barbie-copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389874620893476322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I shall wake up extra early tomorrow to do my revision. *sigh* Hahaha, all I want to do is to get maths paper over and done with. Did you know? B 's madrasah REALLY terbakar. It came out in th news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So todaytodaytoday, had English Paper 2 and Literature Paper. Really confident for Literature, so just praying for th best. After that, had lunch in school with my girls. Idk where Bfls dissapeared to~ And again, I laughed like a retard, when Zaks told us how sh was late for exams today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall pray vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv, vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv, vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv hard that I would get an A1 for Math. But firstly, to do th paper with ease. Insyallah, amin. Heh. Abang taught me how to solve algebra w calculator. Best, ly. Haaaah^^ Oh, then right, today, I couldn't study in peace, because th house phone kept ringing. "Atiqah! How to do this question in TB page.." Haha, irritating ya' know, but kinda good for me too, cause I get to learn something I missed out. Peace :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-223226229267740352?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/223226229267740352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=223226229267740352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/223226229267740352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/223226229267740352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-much-better-without-you.html' title='I&apos;m so much better without you.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsyuaTI_teI/AAAAAAAADos/PWIqIkZeWFM/s72-c/barbie-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2016135622010594491</id><published>2009-10-06T17:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T17:08:00.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time's up, you pushed me to surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SssT9JBG4-I/AAAAAAAADok/vT-qQVKieGQ/s1600-h/new-barbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SssT9JBG4-I/AAAAAAAADok/vT-qQVKieGQ/s400/new-barbie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389423320192443362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whats uppp. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tell me, tell me, can you feel th pressure now?"&lt;/span&gt;  I for one, know that I can. Gosh, tomorrow is already th start of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAJOR&lt;/span&gt; papers. Haiyaa, haha, yesterday and the day before, the feeling was neutral, but now I can feel th stress. Haizx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaaa, yesterday right, Meng made me look like a fool. She made a fool of herself too, esp during Geography extra class. Sh kept biting on her straw and spitting it out! I mean, that's okay, although it's a little unhygenic.. But she spat on ME! Dang it. I was making weird noises -.- Thenthen, I brought my scisors that makes your hair thinner. Meng used it, then sh ran her hand through her hair and said "Ouh, I got cancer..", full of expression. I was laughing my heart out. There were many other funny incidents, but I can't remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, started off with a free period, did science, I think. Literature was next, played th game, although I didn't participate tht much.. Had MT, did practice paper which I forgotten to pass up, then English, did practice paper also. Like boooring. During recess, we had a difficulty finding a seat. Science then Maths (free period) , I was almost going insane trying to figure out th meaning for th PeribahasaS. Lucky for me,  th relief teacher was a malay teacher. So for th next period, did literature notes. Someone was disturbing my peace :S Had Math during Lifeskills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to eat with B and Meng. Took out money at first, there was this uncle who asked if we could help him withdraw money. At first I thought he wanted my money or something, so I asked my girls to stand near me. As we walked away, he was calling after us and being a "Popiah kosong", B went to him and asked what he wanted. Helped him withdraw money, blablabla, headed to Mac for Lunch. There was this instant where B answered a call and suddenly said to us, "Madrasah aku terbakar". I was like, *choke* "HAHAHAHAHA!" I was laughing like an idiot and people were staring -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, photocopy -ed some assesment stuffs from B's book ( Next time you want to photocopy, photocopy at Lp, you can save money ) Hey! I was 'cheated!' Met Zaks and Hazirah. Went back to school to collect our bags and then I saw 2e4 peeps comming down. I waited and waited, thinking I could go home with my dearest Bfls. To my dissapointment and forgetfulness, she didn't come to school. Hahaha, shhhh. So I went home all alone and watched Beauty and th Geek. Kay, got to go revise. Stress ah. Ahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2016135622010594491?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2016135622010594491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2016135622010594491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2016135622010594491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2016135622010594491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/times-up-you-pushed-me-to-surrender.html' title='Time&apos;s up, you pushed me to surrender'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SssT9JBG4-I/AAAAAAAADok/vT-qQVKieGQ/s72-c/new-barbie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3813036684441958857</id><published>2009-10-03T16:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:50:11.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He could be th one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SscGs0MFFLI/AAAAAAAADoU/MmJXKw0NHag/s1600-h/all_time_low.0.0.0x0.422x317.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SscGs0MFFLI/AAAAAAAADoU/MmJXKw0NHag/s400/all_time_low.0.0.0x0.422x317.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388282846165406898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Omgomg, ahaha. Just woke up at around 2 today? Probably to replace alll the sleep I 've been missing for th past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday, school wasn't awesome at all. It was soo boring. Ahaha, gave out th relationship cheque thingy. Fun^^ After school, wanted to give one to Ayam. Didn't have enough courage to do it. Nyahaha. Stayed in school for awhile and it WAS Nazrul in th bus th other day~ Went to Lp to get Bala tea, and then camwhored at th rooftop. Pictures w Zaks and Hazirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school, otw saw Mua'z. He waved hi to Zaks and then a few minutes later I waved too and he was like lost but he waved back. Ahahaha. Had a heart to heart talk with Meng while Zaks and B played taiti or cheat w th guys. Went back home, and otw I saw Hafiz Shah, so I said hi. He probably didn't recognise me cause he had th same lost look on his face. Padehal case Fithriyahh ade jumpe pe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked otp with Tishi until th phone off -ed by itself, chatted with Ayam. Awesome man ;DD Been chatting quite alot for this past few days.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I feel like we're drifting apart. We don't share our problems with each other anymore. We weren't like we used to be. I feel like you're turning into something else, someone I don't know. I miss you, the old you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now contemplating if I should go Washington or not. Help me can? It'll be like from th 16th to 30th December? Helppppp. Hahahhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3813036684441958857?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3813036684441958857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3813036684441958857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3813036684441958857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3813036684441958857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-could-be-th-one.html' title='He could be th one.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SscGs0MFFLI/AAAAAAAADoU/MmJXKw0NHag/s72-c/all_time_low.0.0.0x0.422x317.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1648230694514232383</id><published>2009-10-01T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:33:42.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clean up the mess and sleep the day away,</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsSWkVZiCoI/AAAAAAAADn8/l7jwy4AQCx4/s1600-h/TaylorSwiftOurSong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsSWkVZiCoI/AAAAAAAADn8/l7jwy4AQCx4/s320/TaylorSwiftOurSong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387596605205645954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsSWcfKde3I/AAAAAAAADn0/y1oo4Ygolv8/s1600-h/taylor-swift-straight-hair1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsSWcfKde3I/AAAAAAAADn0/y1oo4Ygolv8/s320/taylor-swift-straight-hair1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387596470387833714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;She look 's nicer w straight hair righhhttt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, had EL and ML compo today. I accidently fell asleep last night, half way reading my notes. Haaah, I woke up in th middle of the night just to stop th papers in my hand from flying and continued to sleep. Went to school, all blur and half awake, tried to see how it's like being Qaaf's height during morning assembly, then did EL compo. I was racking my brains to think of what to write kay -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short break, rushed through all the notes given. ML compo was even harder :S If you took a look at my question paper, it's all written in English. I had a hard time trying to translate the words. I took 45 minutes just to do the dialog. Even if it consisted of only 20 marks compared to th karangan which consisted 50, I wrote vvv long. Heeee ;D Chang paiseyh. Funny like whaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, stayed in school to have lunch w my girls and then headed to E!hub. I practically laughed till I cried, just trying to get back my dictionary from akir.. Soso, headed home after that. Cooked dinner, nice you know! xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1648230694514232383?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1648230694514232383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1648230694514232383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1648230694514232383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1648230694514232383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/10/clean-up-mess-and-sleep-day-away.html' title='clean up the mess and sleep the day away,'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsSWkVZiCoI/AAAAAAAADn8/l7jwy4AQCx4/s72-c/TaylorSwiftOurSong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6442842366332329364</id><published>2009-09-30T20:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:31:54.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fake a smile, so that he wont see..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsNdm_yEmtI/AAAAAAAADnc/S9cvOosYqRE/s1600-h/stressed-out-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsNdm_yEmtI/AAAAAAAADnc/S9cvOosYqRE/s400/stressed-out-girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387252503803108050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I entered school today, I was greeted by someone. Well, not literally. There wasn't any Malay newspaper today, so I did a little of Art. Science was next and I tried my best to not fall asleep.. Did nothing during MT? Played Badminton during P.E, awesome. Recess was kinda weird. Came into class late during Art, so we had to sit in front. Luqman was babbling stuffs that I didn't want to hear.. I was distracted in talking to Rayyan and Hafizz during English, so I didn't complete whatever stuffs that were given to complete. Haha, I hate it when guys tell secrets to one another in front of me! Hafizz kept finding faults. Grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, my 'used to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;' took a vvvvvv long time to do her hair. Went back to school to search for Zaks headband, then to th mosque to collect th CIP letter.. Th Ustaz was showing us th sample of th tag, and guess who 's face  he 'd used? It's the face that you can find outside of th office and mosque. Talk about being an icon.. Haha, headed to WS, and it was just all too weird :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and fell asleep all th way till 7+, had dinner and unwind a little. I'm going to go through vocab and beautiful phrases. Oh, that reminds me, I finally got back my Essay. Debby said that overall, it was okay, just that she didn't really like th story line.. Still, 24/30. Peace :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6442842366332329364?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6442842366332329364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6442842366332329364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6442842366332329364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6442842366332329364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-i-entered-school-today-i-was.html' title='I fake a smile, so that he wont see..'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsNdm_yEmtI/AAAAAAAADnc/S9cvOosYqRE/s72-c/stressed-out-girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3868064159728983536</id><published>2009-09-30T03:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T03:44:42.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who could blame you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsJg8qxACyI/AAAAAAAADm0/I_pJEzF-w3E/s1600-h/black-emo-hairstyle-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386974699676764962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsJg8qxACyI/AAAAAAAADm0/I_pJEzF-w3E/s320/black-emo-hairstyle-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsJg8UyvGtI/AAAAAAAADms/S3v2BmQIsL4/s1600-h/black-emo-hairstyle-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386974693778463442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsJg8UyvGtI/AAAAAAAADms/S3v2BmQIsL4/s320/black-emo-hairstyle-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm beat, I'm fatigued, I'm enervated, yet I 'm still not asleep. Like what theee?! Kay, I'm half way through Art, I finished typing out th malay dialog, I havent touched any science homework, I'm not doing English and I 'm doing all of them tomorrow. Wait, I mean later, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised there were people that slept as early as 9. Hahaha, I thought everyone kept late nights. Apparently I was wrong, after 3 humanoids signed out to head for their beds. I should too. So that's th secret to being hyperactive in class.. Ohmyy, I sound like a bimbo. I made Ayam crazy. Nyahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Waiting for you, is like waiting for rain in this drought." &lt;br /&gt;"I'm confused and frustrated." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3868064159728983536?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3868064159728983536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3868064159728983536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3868064159728983536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3868064159728983536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-could-blame-you.html' title='Who could blame you.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsJg8qxACyI/AAAAAAAADm0/I_pJEzF-w3E/s72-c/black-emo-hairstyle-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3166953162424624941</id><published>2009-09-29T19:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:39:37.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's get this over and done with.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsHrEVIbN5I/AAAAAAAADmk/5YPB5EoKF40/s1600-h/edge-of-love-title-786296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsHrEVIbN5I/AAAAAAAADmk/5YPB5EoKF40/s400/edge-of-love-title-786296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386845088936310674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So hi ;D The day started off with Music, Inez had to teach me how to play th keyboard. Embarassing much? Had literature, goreng pissang! Haha, only Meng knows what I 'm talking about~ MT was after that, did corrections and now I have to type out my Dialog thingy. English was boring, I swear! I didn't even do a thing. Skippp to assembly, I felt like screaming. When I was up there, I was shakingg ever so profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to th extra class then waited for Bfls to finish, then headed home. I have gazillions of hw to complete! Not going visiting tonight. Dang it, I should start on my hwS now. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, if you'd ever run of something nice to say..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3166953162424624941?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3166953162424624941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3166953162424624941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3166953162424624941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3166953162424624941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-get-this-over-and-done-with.html' title='Let&apos;s get this over and done with.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SsHrEVIbN5I/AAAAAAAADmk/5YPB5EoKF40/s72-c/edge-of-love-title-786296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4386855792023147946</id><published>2009-09-26T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:00:03.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna wait too long.</title><content type='html'>Heyy, sorry for not updating for oh so long. Like dinosaur years like that. I have no idea what to say, butbut, I think I'll not really be updating much since EOY 's around th corner. I 'm scared, kinda. Been slacking like what. Nvm, I now have a 'tutor', hopefully that'll be useful. Heeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heeded L 's advice, and it worked! I opened up, they listened, they told me how they felt. Andand, I might be changing my number because I'm changing plans, hopefully student plan la. Andand, Papa allowed me to 'end it all'. Jengjengjeng xD 'Good for me, bad for you'. I'll just pen down all my thoughts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end it all, thanks for showing me that other side of you. It was so unexpected that you broke my heart. It felt like as if you had stabed it. It was bleeding and you were laughing.. Only till th v last second, you realised and wound it back. You made up my mind for me.. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4386855792023147946?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4386855792023147946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4386855792023147946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4386855792023147946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4386855792023147946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-wanna-wait-too-long.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna wait too long.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4821980751419671376</id><published>2009-09-20T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:08:03.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the walls come crashing down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOST MY BESTFRIEND!&lt;/span&gt; )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more to say. To whoever and whatever, good luck in contacting me. I'll be anti-social for sometime. To all those people who are happy on this joyous day, Happy Eid. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4821980751419671376?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4821980751419671376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4821980751419671376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4821980751419671376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4821980751419671376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-walls-come-crashing-down.html' title='When the walls come crashing down.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7969574691907829085</id><published>2009-09-18T20:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T04:13:40.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People never change.</title><content type='html'>When I woke up today, I was like "dang". Cause I woke up at around 10+, ya' see. Only to find out that most peepos also just woke up. Then my phone have 4 msgs :S 2 of them was from 'apek'. He was like 'dah bangun?' After the first msg uh. Managed to log on th LMS thingy. But I ended up doing it half way and not completeing any of it~ Had several mass convos, and look, People copied my name. Haah, Haizan said that I had alot of followers. Heee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrOAzQhhCOI/AAAAAAAADmU/EYlSV-2fJJI/s1600-h/01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382787597735102690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrOAzQhhCOI/AAAAAAAADmU/EYlSV-2fJJI/s400/01312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; confusing much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrN_NtnIu0I/AAAAAAAADmM/4ExRipyeiac/s1600-h/02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382785853196647234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrN_NtnIu0I/AAAAAAAADmM/4ExRipyeiac/s400/02012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then turned off th computer at 4, after chatting with some RAWY friends. Spray painted the mirror and frame. The weather was so cooling that I slept all th was till 7. Didn't even clean th house one bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, that _______ confronted me yesterday. I was like, what does she want? She HAD to make a big scene :S Like wth was her problem? I despise her. Need me to repeat myself? I am giving up soon. I don't know for how long more can I bear this pain. Ohoh, and I 'm currently hating someone else too. Ughhhh. Whatever it is, ONE more day to raye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7969574691907829085?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7969574691907829085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7969574691907829085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7969574691907829085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7969574691907829085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/people-never-change.html' title='People never change.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrOAzQhhCOI/AAAAAAAADmU/EYlSV-2fJJI/s72-c/01312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5302799147479740169</id><published>2009-09-16T19:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:33:19.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep dreaming upside down.</title><content type='html'>Roaaaar~ I am SO wierd. Really, even Meng says so. I can be super dead and sleepy one minute, and I could be th total opposite th next. School was like a dream for me. I slept through most of th lessons, but nevertheless, I managed to complete all th tasks given :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaks was th happiest girl on earth during recess, because.. (fill in th blanks). There was this group of peepos who never fast. Who ah? Haaah. During P.E played soccer with FizzLuqAkirQhaizanIman. It was fun and funny, excluding th fact that I over reacted countless of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fastforward to after school &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Airport with Bfls. Planned to study at first. But in the end we fooled around and there was this one time we took a picture that was so hilarious that practically made me ' rofl '. We wasted more than half and hour of our precious time waiting for th bus. Texted 'apek' and fell asleep halfwayy in the bus. I couldn't find any spray paints at West Plaza )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with th quality of the photos~ There's more actually, too lazy to upload xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrDVuvlFwYI/AAAAAAAADl8/5l6ljJ30YGg/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382036553730474370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrDVuvlFwYI/AAAAAAAADl8/5l6ljJ30YGg/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrDVuBfUldI/AAAAAAAADl0/VrzqF6taBps/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382036541358249426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrDVuBfUldI/AAAAAAAADl0/VrzqF6taBps/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5302799147479740169?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5302799147479740169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5302799147479740169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5302799147479740169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5302799147479740169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/keep-dreaming-upside-down.html' title='Keep dreaming upside down.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SrDVuvlFwYI/AAAAAAAADl8/5l6ljJ30YGg/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5593997778657467216</id><published>2009-09-16T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T01:50:08.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never knew I could feel that much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sq_PSl1Z5YI/AAAAAAAADls/_R4gVxr-q2I/s1600-h/P0117%5B01%5D_16-09-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381747998031734146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sq_PSl1Z5YI/AAAAAAAADls/_R4gVxr-q2I/s400/P0117%5B01%5D_16-09-09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boo! Haha, I 'm halfway doing this freaking art which I started last minute. Heee ;D Typical me. Peace. So just now, or shall I say yesterday, was kinda awesome. Meng owes me a BIG bottle of peach tea cause she used my ruler to scrape her name that she editted on which I wrote at first. Humph! HAHAHA -.- I don't know what was up w me, but I said 'hi' to that Naim guy. Haha, sometimes I do things without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have math today so we trim -ed Mengs fringe. Kecoooh! Hahaha, B cut my hand. But no blood ah. Kay, mepek. Koh wanted to take over one of our period but th whole class started to whine and groan so much so that she didn't ^^ Slacked all th way till 4, met sister at busstop, headed to IKEA and Giant. We spent alot? Nyeeeh. I was so dumb, that I forgot that th trolley at Giant had th $1 slot. I left th trolley like that without retriving back th dollar. Smart or what? Haha, "sesungguhnya aku berpuasa" Padehal, padehal. Kay, mepek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won Khairul for th malay project by 3 marks. Haha, yaaaaay! Show off xD Rayyan's comming in crutches later. Pathetic him sprained his ankle. I can't stop thinking of you-don't-need-to-know-who. Hope you get to see what's obvious. Lalalala, O.o, Raya 's comming, in less then a week! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5593997778657467216?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5593997778657467216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5593997778657467216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5593997778657467216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5593997778657467216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-never-knew-i-could-feel-that-much.html' title='I never knew I could feel that much.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sq_PSl1Z5YI/AAAAAAAADls/_R4gVxr-q2I/s72-c/P0117%5B01%5D_16-09-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7566365284258168959</id><published>2009-09-13T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:08:22.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm caught in between.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I always thought loving someone was the greatest feeling, but I realised that loving a friend is even better, because we lose the people we love but we never lose true friends."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was prosaic(ordinary). I woke up at 3.30pm. Heee. Lazed around or shall I say I 'lepak' around the house(the term mama always use esp for me). At 6.30, headed to Omah's house for buka. Then blablabla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's the real reason why I wanted to blog today. It's because I thought it was important for me to let out my feelings and pen down my thoughts. It sucks to think how I would have to explain myself when th time comes. I've been enduring th pain well not really physically but more of mentally for almost 2 freaking years. Perhaps you know how it feels like to feel left out, perhaps you don't. Well everybody has their problems, and all that matters is how you deal with it. I 'm done trying. I'm sick of thinking. I feel like giving up. I don't want to hold on to something that 's hurting me without me knowing. I don't know what to do. It's like I landed myself in a middle of a maze and I'm lost, only having myself to solve the way out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/P1834_11-09-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Friday, buka-ed at th masjid. Trawih -ed with Hazirah, Hidayah, Syakirah and Farhana. It was also th last day of RAWY. Super saddening )': They showed us a video filled with our pictures at the end of the day. Haizzz. If there were more pictures, I would have probably broken down. 'Sentimental' mah. Went home with Hidayah and Hazirah. To Rayyan, hah. How do you expect me to believe you now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7566365284258168959?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7566365284258168959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7566365284258168959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7566365284258168959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7566365284258168959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-im-caught-in-between.html' title='I think I&apos;m caught in between.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6790460645305215158</id><published>2009-09-10T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T18:16:19.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for wanting it.</title><content type='html'>Today right, had science remidial at 1, it ended at 3. I swear it was booring. But I just made a pledge to myself, which is to pay attention in science. I have no idea if that's ever gonna happen. Went to Syak's house to change. Then we headed to th mosque. Sitsit at th tempat solat there, case tak nak main game. Nyahaha, distributed th bubur, then played games. That Tishi-behaviour-like guy was so lame. Haha, as usual. xD Stayed all th way till after trawih, agian. This time, nenek was my only companion. Haha, texted 'apek' and he is so freaking funny. Haha, you should read my inbox, then you would know what I am actually talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/P1734_09-09-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/P2221_09-09-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;So yesterday, was okaaay la. Helping out at th mosque was kinda fun but I couldn't hide how tired I was. ( Well I wasn't THAT tired actually ) Hidayah and I met Zaks and B at th mosque at around 1.15? &amp;amp; I was late again! Haha, STM ah Atiqah. And oh, my dearest Bfls, 358 doesn't go to th masjid, remember that! Heh. We started cutting the papers and pasting double sided tape on it. Hidayah told us what happened the day before under her block. Super kekek! It made me laugh till I was tearing madly. Paste th thing on th bubur, then played games. See the small girl below? She won ALL th girls when playing scissors paper stone. She almost won Naem too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/P1615_08-09-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then after Asar, B, Zaks, Bfls and myself, went to 2 houses to give bubur and voucher. It was a vvvv humid day. Walked abit, then we started sweating already. Apparently one house was empty, so from th second house, seperated w Zaks and B. While walking half way, Bfls and I decided to cab back to th mosque. We were too lazy to walk. Heee. Played some mind games then took a lift from Cik Din.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/P1630_08-09-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/P1729_08-09-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/P1744_08-09-09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After maghrib, headed to Swensen's. Ate till my heart's content. Nyahaha. Prayed trawih during midnight, cool right? I know xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/P2134_08-09-09.jpg" /&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/8837382524194395925-6790460645305215158?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6790460645305215158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6790460645305215158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6790460645305215158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6790460645305215158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-much-for-wanting-it.html' title='So much for wanting it.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1613830726815654287</id><published>2009-09-07T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:09:49.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I'm gonna love you any old way.</title><content type='html'>Yooooooo! Woke up at 9.30, headed to E!hub at 1200 after stopping by at WS. Apparently I was late today xD Went to 'study' at one corner, waited for someone (idk who) for so looong that made Meng hate me )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUiWMX7mgI/AAAAAAAADlU/sN4onBulX7U/s1600-h/P1259_07-09-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378743094637992450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUiWMX7mgI/AAAAAAAADlU/sN4onBulX7U/s320/P1259_07-09-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bussed to masjid at 0200. Passed B her prezzie and laughed like crazy so much so that th Ustazahs outside stared at us. Went outside, started paste -ing stuffs on th porridge. Guess who helped out too? Luke. Wahliao, he said I was sombong then blablabla, he uderstood idk what s____. Prayed, played some icebreakers, distributed th porridge. Took pictures. Got this pakcik so cute^^ try to operate my phone but dk how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUiVsj2HDI/AAAAAAAADlM/NXDXVqmjpBM/s1600-h/P1704_07-09-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378743086098029618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUiVsj2HDI/AAAAAAAADlM/NXDXVqmjpBM/s320/P1704_07-09-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUiVEHpEuI/AAAAAAAADlE/N2kQy--2agM/s1600-h/P1705%5B01%5D_07-09-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378743075242316514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUiVEHpEuI/AAAAAAAADlE/N2kQy--2agM/s320/P1705%5B01%5D_07-09-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUiUsx3-4I/AAAAAAAADk8/90MkOFXmtcs/s1600-h/P1705_07-09-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378743068977003394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUiUsx3-4I/AAAAAAAADk8/90MkOFXmtcs/s320/P1705_07-09-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhpM9dWlI/AAAAAAAADk0/wmz1fC_zyG4/s1600-h/Photo038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378742321701280338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhpM9dWlI/AAAAAAAADk0/wmz1fC_zyG4/s320/Photo038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhojJc9XI/AAAAAAAADks/PFIfGQIwQBE/s1600-h/Photo039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378742310477297010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhojJc9XI/AAAAAAAADks/PFIfGQIwQBE/s320/Photo039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhoISZaEI/AAAAAAAADkk/X70ZWUDvvDI/s1600-h/Photo040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378742303267055682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhoISZaEI/AAAAAAAADkk/X70ZWUDvvDI/s320/Photo040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhn5Lme1I/AAAAAAAADkc/YI5vWuKTKME/s1600-h/Photo041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378742299212020562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhn5Lme1I/AAAAAAAADkc/YI5vWuKTKME/s320/Photo041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhnnfsi1I/AAAAAAAADkU/-mMa1ceAkUA/s1600-h/Photo042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378742294464465746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUhnnfsi1I/AAAAAAAADkU/-mMa1ceAkUA/s320/Photo042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUf0aF0DDI/AAAAAAAADkM/l7M4mwG6DpQ/s1600-h/P1709_07-09-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378740315181288498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUf0aF0DDI/AAAAAAAADkM/l7M4mwG6DpQ/s320/P1709_07-09-09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, helped to prepare for iftar. I did something supeeer embarassing. So much of praising myself for being 'clever'. Syakirah made me laugh oi! 'Testing je' xD B and Zaks stayed for breakfast alll the way to after trawih. I got friend, I like(: Bussed home at night. First time, fun! xD Awwww, Crayon sad cause he never get to go home with At. Crayon told At something that made At ____________ .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1613830726815654287?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1613830726815654287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1613830726815654287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1613830726815654287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1613830726815654287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-im-gonna-love-you-any-old-way.html' title='I know I&apos;m gonna love you any old way.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqUiWMX7mgI/AAAAAAAADlU/sN4onBulX7U/s72-c/P1259_07-09-09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2807053976769375740</id><published>2009-09-06T13:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T14:01:37.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three's a crowd.</title><content type='html'>Peek-a-boo. Nyahahaha xD During Teen's Alive today, I laughed like crazy. One, was th Ustazah. Two, when (i don't know how to spell his name) took wuddhu' infront of th whole class. Three, the cat that licked it's (you should know what). Lastly, laughing for no apparent reason. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting happened yesterday.. Just that th telly in th living room broke down and all we have is a substitue telly that is ancient and probably a thousand years old. Haha xD I stayed up till midnight to wish my dearest B and Tishi to wish them. Kay, bedek xD I was up till 2? I gave B a ring at first, but apparently, she was already asleeep. I then rang Tushu. There was a long moment of awkwardness. Ahh, whatever! ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soso,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/000C05366ZL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Happy 14th Birthday Ili Sofia bte Shahrin(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rock B! ;DD Stay cute and sewel and thanks for always being there for me :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&amp;amp;Happy 15th Birthday Tushu(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for cracking me up with your lamest jokes. Hope you last longlong with her and have a great day! :DDD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2807053976769375740?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2807053976769375740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2807053976769375740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2807053976769375740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2807053976769375740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/peek-boo.html' title='Three&apos;s a crowd.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-8631961755460901907</id><published>2009-09-04T18:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:36:38.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I can clean up th mess you left.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ohehhi ;D Today was officially th last day of school, well, for th term lah. School was typically mundane. Played soccer during recess and I jammed my little finger)': Stupid ball! Huahua. Skipppp to th last period. Recieved our report cards back. My results somehow aren't up to standard. Meng thinks I 'm showing off. Whateverr :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqD6y5f8bmI/AAAAAAAADkE/dDJHKHK6MfM/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377573707415580258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqD6y5f8bmI/AAAAAAAADkE/dDJHKHK6MfM/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meng, Hazirah, B and I then headed to LP. B cut her hair shorttt. I wanted to try bangs and one of the hairstyle in th magazine. Well, one thing's for sure, my new hairstyle is something to get used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqDxoSFywlI/AAAAAAAADjk/APvjxYz1gQk/s1600-h/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377563629433569874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqDxoSFywlI/AAAAAAAADjk/APvjxYz1gQk/s320/008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-8631961755460901907?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/8631961755460901907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=8631961755460901907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8631961755460901907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8631961755460901907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/but-i-can-clean-mess-she-left.html' title='But I can clean up th mess you left.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SqD6y5f8bmI/AAAAAAAADkE/dDJHKHK6MfM/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1035969237329091159</id><published>2009-09-03T18:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:06:09.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much of you is never enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Burppp(!) Teheees, just finish -ed break fast. Wah, I fast like my stomach grow smaller eh. Eat abit only, full already. I hope this goes on and on until forever. I want to loose some faaattt. If th club wellness pepos can loose 14kg in 8 months, I also want! I shall play soccer every recess time xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, Chang talked to me in th morning because you want to know why? I went to talk to Hidayah and Irfan before sitting down for morning assembly. I was also waiting for B to come. Pfffttt. Then, had free period during PW. Maths was boring. English was also boring. Recess was also boring. Home Ec was mundane. Science was ultra boring! What a day :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After school, went to LP w B. Sat at Mac with th Fantastic 4? At around 3, went back home with Luq and Rayyan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syahkir, my shot.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sp-hPrEqCoI/AAAAAAAADjc/nJ6TDsCE7Rw/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377193770736028290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sp-hPrEqCoI/AAAAAAAADjc/nJ6TDsCE7Rw/s320/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sp-hPR7j5_I/AAAAAAAADjU/HmmaEJmre54/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377193763986991090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sp-hPR7j5_I/AAAAAAAADjU/HmmaEJmre54/s320/048.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377193758599439474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sp-hO93EZHI/AAAAAAAADjM/hGw1ZfYJ8S8/s320/046.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday right, papa allowed me to go for trawih. Went there by taxi with abang. Waited for Zaks to come. Saw Afiq Nordin and Khairul. Said 'hi', gosh, Afiq's voice is so deep. Khairul didn't know who I was at first, but in th end I guess he figured out. Solat, then after that saw Mas Andi and Yasin? Btww, get well soon Ahmeng and Zaks! :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1035969237329091159?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1035969237329091159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1035969237329091159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1035969237329091159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1035969237329091159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/too-much-of-you-is-never-enough.html' title='Too much of you is never enough.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sp-hPrEqCoI/AAAAAAAADjc/nJ6TDsCE7Rw/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-301635781641024640</id><published>2009-09-02T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:56:54.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories that fade like photographs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2fHa6FBO1OY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2fHa6FBO1OY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should watch this video. It made tears sting in my eyes during MT. Gosh, buat malu je xD I'm so sleeeeeepy manzxs. I hope Papa allow me to go trawih at masjid tonight. I'm currently craving for bubble tea. Ahh, kay hush atiqah. Today, I played soccer during recess. I got hit 2 times. Grrrr. Someone was watching, can you guess who? Haha xD I slept durring English after complete -ing th tasks given. Luqman was poking me irritatingly. I just gave him my book and continued to sleep. Jorden asked something vvvvvvvvvv funny during science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Koh : "So now Cambridge is using Sul&lt;strong&gt;f&lt;/strong&gt;ur instead of sul&lt;strong&gt;ph&lt;/strong&gt;ur"&lt;br /&gt;Jorden : "So does that mean Phillipines is '&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;' instead of '&lt;strong&gt;Ph&lt;/strong&gt;' ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahahaha xD And zizimepek la, I only got 15/20 for science practical. Pfffttt, buck up Atiqah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-301635781641024640?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/301635781641024640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=301635781641024640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/301635781641024640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/301635781641024640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/memories-that-fade-like-photographs.html' title='memories that fade like photographs.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-8290721122369416428</id><published>2009-09-01T13:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:18:58.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't waste your fiction tears on me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/P0104_31-08-09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, that's 30-3=27x5 Fererro Rochers &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, we didn't take any pictures yesterday. Well we did, but th picture is in Ad'li 's phone. So yesterday, had concert first. Okay la, Dzul was obviously nervous. Eh Rayyan, see what I told you? 2E2 Awsome Sauce and Six Starz got first for PW thingyy. Like yay. 2E2 also got th most number of Gold for Napfa test. Thanks to who? Atiqah. Haha, kay, ni dah melampau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, watched 'The Freedom Writers' at the computer lab. It was so nice. I almost cried xD Then, went to LP cause I wanted to trim my hair but in th end tak jadi. Otw, said 'hi' to ayam. Like omg la, after days of contemplating and arguing if I should say 'hi', I finally did it :D Took 358 to Park View, met up with Ummirah. We couldn't go in at first, but Hidayah and some others just charged in, and guess what? We were allowed to go in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited at th canteen, Ad'li Suhanna then came. Went to Cikgu 's table. Sat there. Haha, then this humanoid who Zaks thought he was 'arjen' came. He talked with a slang, but he had a really cute smile. -.- At around 2.30, Syak came. At around 3.30/4, went to th playgorund we used to go during th P6 times. At 4.15, went back home. Slept all th way till 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buka -ed, change, went for trawih. Half way through, my battery died. Was supposed to meet up with Rayyan? Help nenek collect donations. Then drank till my heart's content. I saw Jeeha, Dayang and some other Greenviewans. After th syarahan, which I didn't hear, went to Swensen's. Charged my phone, 6 massages manzxs. &amp;amp; Rayyan called me 5 times. Wth-.-' Then daah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay luh, I have to go and clean the house and finish painting my room. Geeez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-8290721122369416428?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/8290721122369416428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=8290721122369416428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8290721122369416428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8290721122369416428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-waste-your-fiction-tears-on-me.html' title='Don&apos;t waste your fiction tears on me.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1293556648369756156</id><published>2009-08-30T07:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:45:10.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I break your little heart in two &lt;/3</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;" The hottest love has the coldest end. "&lt;br /&gt; -Socrates&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now 7:11 am in th morning, I made myself stay up after pre dawn meal. Anyway, I can't be long here. I got to get dressed for TA later. Hmm, so what did I do for th past hour? I painted my half painted room! With a pathetic tinywiny brush. I only did some touchups and did a second coating. There wasn't really any obvious progress. I had to use a small brush to overcome a large area, what do you expect? *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soso, yestrerday, went to Omah's house to breakfast and trawih -ed there. Then headed to TM for groceries shopping and had supper at MacD. And for th record, I didn't train for 5 consecutive sessions. Sheesh! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1293556648369756156?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1293556648369756156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1293556648369756156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1293556648369756156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1293556648369756156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-i-break-your-little-heart-in-two-3.html' title='When I break your little heart in two &lt;/3'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7520091573653605116</id><published>2009-08-28T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:57:55.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Therapy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;" I would like to be a superhero in everyone's lives "&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'More like superZERO', said Ahmeng. But hey! Mr Tan thought it was a v. good statement. I mean come on, even Rayyan was looking at me when I said that. Today was fantastic-o. Out of 8 periods, we only had 3. Debby and Chang were absent today and of course th whole class were elated upon hearing th news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recess, somepeople * hint hint * didnt fast, so we went to th MT classroom. We were laughing so loudly that Mr Koh had to ask us to quietten down. That ahmeng la! Pssst, ayam was nearby. I said 'hi' to Ameer (i'm not sure of his real name actually) and Zaks thought I was randomly saying 'hi' to random pepos xD Ohoh. Then right, after school I saw MKN and I was like ' makann! ' but softly la. Then that humanoid kept staring. Like whaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww dang, my computer th internet connection just now sot abit then I wasnt able to chat with people after breakfast );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I miss DDH laaa, shitzxs. I miss th way you 'd get jealous when I start talking about my classmates because I got all giggly and energetic when I talked about them. I miss comming up with random stuffs. I miss being lame, where you 'd be much lamer. I miss th chats, text massages and phone calls. '&lt;i&gt;Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend '.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7520091573653605116?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7520091573653605116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7520091573653605116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7520091573653605116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7520091573653605116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/therapy.html' title='Therapy.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-392024845810404747</id><published>2009-08-27T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:33:24.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serves you right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SpZ3JNLNtCI/AAAAAAAADi8/p07RP8qHt1g/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374614205352490018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SpZ3JNLNtCI/AAAAAAAADi8/p07RP8qHt1g/s320/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During PW today, th teacher called me 'At-iqah'. Cool or what? She also asked me if I was singaporean or a chinese. She made me read a paragraph even when my throat was sore. Recieved maths test papers back. I got 22/25, still not satisfy -ing tho. Science Practical was 'no fight' ! :D Stayed back in school for awhile, went to th masjid. Amirahhh! you know what I know right? ^^ I conclude that I am having a bad sorethroat every morning, because I eat too much chocolate th day before! ;) Ohmyy, I still haven't started with art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-392024845810404747?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/392024845810404747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=392024845810404747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/392024845810404747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/392024845810404747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/serves-you-right.html' title='Serves you right.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SpZ3JNLNtCI/AAAAAAAADi8/p07RP8qHt1g/s72-c/12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4367514044970437819</id><published>2009-08-25T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:19:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence kills.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SpPbczDaCPI/AAAAAAAADis/jLNu6vwJSuk/s1600-h/maths-cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373880068170451186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SpPbczDaCPI/AAAAAAAADis/jLNu6vwJSuk/s400/maths-cartoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Helloyellowwellodirtyfellow! Kay, crap. Idk why, but it's like I'm bursting with energy. Its like as if I'm recharged with positive vibes. I came to school with a big smile planted on my face so much so that Zaks was like, 'Atiqah, why today you so happy?' xD You ask me, I ask you. It's so ironic, thinking that I had felt 'empty' the previous day. Haha, look on th brighter side of life! *Optimistic much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soso, today learnt to play 2 pathetic notes on the keyboard during music. Syahkir got sent out of class because he was.. Haha, kay, I shouldn't mention it here. Had Literature next and I was fascinated, don't ask why. MT was boring. I was laughing non-stop because of that Ah meng. English was uh, Jorden kept me laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess, sat at th Basket ball place there and watched Ah meng get punished. Of course I laughed at her! xD I fell asleep during Science and OMG, I didn't know I would be able to survive 4 periods of Math after that! Already the previous day, I had 3 periods of math. So gaaah! Hah, Chang was like staring at me when I wore the geek specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So skipskip, went home, slept allll the way. I 've been super exhausted this few days and I have no idea why. So um, I'm missing 'Tishi' right now, but grr, it's for th best, so yea, be 'optimistic' even if it's so hard to do so. It's just so hard to forget you and change to a new 'flavour'!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4367514044970437819?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4367514044970437819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4367514044970437819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4367514044970437819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4367514044970437819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/silence-kills.html' title='Silence kills.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SpPbczDaCPI/AAAAAAAADis/jLNu6vwJSuk/s72-c/maths-cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5381482618897890809</id><published>2009-08-23T14:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:52:58.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atishitushutishi &lt;3</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/024-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/020-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/021-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bashed. Grrr, but I like^^ Haha, I slept during english, didn't pay much attention in other lesson's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY;&lt;br /&gt;It was someone's birthday! HAHAHA. Went for th class outing, got lost. Rumah omah. Home. Cheers to everyone who wished me, through tagged, friendster, massage, or in person. Ly all! hah&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/025-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/024-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/023-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/021-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/019-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/018-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/014-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/012-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/011-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5381482618897890809?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5381482618897890809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5381482618897890809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5381482618897890809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5381482618897890809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday.html' title='Atishitushutishi &lt;3'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3605851672994457415</id><published>2009-08-19T20:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:00:38.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sov1cad8-7I/AAAAAAAADh8/jNSlXFFY-3U/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371656849059543986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sov1cad8-7I/AAAAAAAADh8/jNSlXFFY-3U/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sov074EbH5I/AAAAAAAADhs/_rbOiz3luM0/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371656290069847954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sov074EbH5I/AAAAAAAADhs/_rbOiz3luM0/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sovz1epjIQI/AAAAAAAADhk/wf7vaW8AvpQ/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371655080655397122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sovz1epjIQI/AAAAAAAADhk/wf7vaW8AvpQ/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sovz0lV-6MI/AAAAAAAADhc/ACD8-xaITaw/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371655065272510658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sovz0lV-6MI/AAAAAAAADhc/ACD8-xaITaw/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yo! I was too lazy to update for th past few days. Monday, focusing on training, I saw something gross. Like Ewwww(!) Then on tuesday, nothing much happened. Well today, I spent one period of P.E helping Ahmeng jump. Haha, you cute monkey^^ During English I wrote about her and Farysa. I showed it to her and guess what she did? She erased th whole darn thing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, had th PW thing. My best friend was there! -.- After th thing ended, each group had 2 boxes and one bottle of Pepsi each^^ I threw my phone! Haha, lucky or me, there was no damages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3605851672994457415?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3605851672994457415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3605851672994457415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3605851672994457415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3605851672994457415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sov1cad8-7I/AAAAAAAADh8/jNSlXFFY-3U/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5326042453304999622</id><published>2009-08-16T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:46:49.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Episodes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sof95YxmbyI/AAAAAAAADhU/fFy1bZxld1M/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370540243007467298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sof95YxmbyI/AAAAAAAADhU/fFy1bZxld1M/s320/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mass Chatting :D It confuses me. I can't even start my project xD I am soooo happy. Haha, just came back from Tamp Mall. We went to th Singtel shop. *winkwink. After that, went to Delifrance for dinner. TA today was okay. After that, headed to LP with Syak, Bfls and Zahidah. Ate fries at Mac. Then dah. Nyhahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5326042453304999622?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5326042453304999622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5326042453304999622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5326042453304999622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5326042453304999622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/episodes.html' title='Episodes.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sof95YxmbyI/AAAAAAAADhU/fFy1bZxld1M/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3289179910422736768</id><published>2009-08-15T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:50:18.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been waiting for a miracle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SofybYfIATI/AAAAAAAADhM/mowF63tDxlU/s1600-h/kinopoiskru-harry-potter-the-half-blood-prince-723737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370527632905994546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SofybYfIATI/AAAAAAAADhM/mowF63tDxlU/s320/kinopoiskru-harry-potter-the-half-blood-prince-723737.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alamak?! What telah happen mazsxs? Blogger like so deng ready. Ah, nevermind. Today 's training was funnn! I like it. Although I sweated like some crazy person. Nyahaha, after training Celeste and I talked Xu Ting into treating us bubble tea. Then Sin Hui, bought fries for us to share. See, so nice of her :D Bussed back with Celeste. Saw Luqman in th bus. He was on th way to Rayyan's house to do projects. So hardworking. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, bathed, changed. Headed to Vivo to catch Harry Potter. Dengdenghead asked me to call him cause he was feeling down. DDH is damn lame but vvvvv funny. Make me laugh. After Harry Potter, headed home. Pixon 12 megapixel havent come out in Singapore yet )':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3289179910422736768?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3289179910422736768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3289179910422736768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3289179910422736768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3289179910422736768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-been-waiting-for-miracle.html' title='I&apos;ve been waiting for a miracle.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SofybYfIATI/AAAAAAAADhM/mowF63tDxlU/s72-c/kinopoiskru-harry-potter-the-half-blood-prince-723737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2403142085539465869</id><published>2009-08-14T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:34:49.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kembali pulang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;old picture (e&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoVJk2340JI/AAAAAAAADhE/ohAoHdz_A0g/s1600-h/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dited by Dee)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoVJk2340JI/AAAAAAAADhE/ohAoHdz_A0g/s1600-h/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369779028263227538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoVJk2340JI/AAAAAAAADhE/ohAoHdz_A0g/s320/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was a great wrap up for th week :DD During HEY, I couldn't control myself. I would just look at Amirah and I would laugh like crazy. Got geography test papers back. I only got 35/42 ): Hafizz got 39 seyh. Pantat. Haha. He also won me in English tau. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After school B, Hazirah, Amirah and I went to Lp. Amirah and I were using 'I' 'You' language all th way. Blablabla, went back to school jap. While walking to th busstop I saw Feroz. I was like 'Hi' Then he was like 'Eh?' Hahaha, he was rushing for something. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not long after, th 'fantastic four' like what Dee calls them, came along. Got back my watch from Rayyan. I should buy him a watch for his belated nye belated nye birthday present. He came up to me this morning even before I settled down, 'Atiqah, watch?' Haha! Then he would ask me what colour watch I would wear th next day. So, bussed home with them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have so many things to do! Malay project, Geography project, PW banner, study for math, literature. Haha, but I like doing projects, so besttt :DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2403142085539465869?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2403142085539465869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2403142085539465869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2403142085539465869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2403142085539465869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/kembali-pulang.html' title='Kembali pulang.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoVJk2340JI/AAAAAAAADhE/ohAoHdz_A0g/s72-c/006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4245524768426561959</id><published>2009-08-13T19:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:20:48.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mepek nye zizi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoP7VJSO-DI/AAAAAAAADg8/Z5_kr5ORcf0/s1600-h/021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369411521443985458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoP7VJSO-DI/AAAAAAAADg8/Z5_kr5ORcf0/s320/021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hate Thursdays! Gaah, it's so boring. Todayy, had 5 free periods. Zaidah and Chang never come. Happy seyh. During PW, I realised my arms were blueblacked. Cause Rayyan was like, 'Eee, ni mesti Hafizz buat' HAHA, but no la, it's cause I ask Hazirah to punch me. Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was super fun. I swear I laughed like mad. Went to Lp first, to get materials. I added 'astaufirullah' in most of my sentences. Somehow, they found it amusing. Amirah made me laugh like crazy at MacD, after B and Hazirah left. We then went to Central cause Amirah was supposed to meet up with her friend. After she bought bubble tea, she went crazy! She made me laugh till I felt like I needed to pee. Then right, there was this humanoid who was talking to us but we didn't hear a word that humanoid said cause we were too ______. In th end, sh didn't meet her friend, so we bussed back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4245524768426561959?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4245524768426561959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4245524768426561959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4245524768426561959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4245524768426561959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/mepek-nye-zizi.html' title='Mepek nye zizi.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoP7VJSO-DI/AAAAAAAADg8/Z5_kr5ORcf0/s72-c/021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2876471880139967831</id><published>2009-08-12T20:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:10:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah-meng♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoK7EFRRQbI/AAAAAAAADg0/UP-PIKkA5FA/s1600-h/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369059384587534770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoK7EFRRQbI/AAAAAAAADg0/UP-PIKkA5FA/s320/020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo. Haha. Highlight of th day; Amirah passed her 2.4! Yay! Haha, supported her during her last few rounds. Zaks shared something with B and I during recess. I'm always here for you, k? I was irritated with Abdullah during art. But Ahmeng made me high. Laughlaughlaugh like nobody's business, until we got scolded. Nyahaha. English was neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to LP to buy PW stuffs then got ready for training. Had to run 10 rounds plus sprinting and burpies and sit ups and push ups and endureance. It was hard for me to catch my breath. Hah, after training, I went bonkers. Kay, ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2876471880139967831?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2876471880139967831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2876471880139967831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2876471880139967831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2876471880139967831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/ah-meng.html' title='Ah-meng♥'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoK7EFRRQbI/AAAAAAAADg0/UP-PIKkA5FA/s72-c/020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-745641668671953848</id><published>2009-08-11T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:34:07.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick?</title><content type='html'>I'm burning up!  -.- Haha, manzxz, my nose won't stop running, I can't stop sneezing, my eyes are so teary. Ugh, tak suke ah. Someone's mad at me, huhu. Sorry dey. Yay! I managed to complete paying back my fasts. School today was mundane. I was so tired, probably from th jetlag, however you spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep in math and only woke up when Chang asked if I could see th board from behind. Assembly was boring at first but ended up quite cooly. Okay ah, mama dah marah me and asking me to go to bed and I have yet to pack my bag. Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-745641668671953848?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/745641668671953848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=745641668671953848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/745641668671953848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/745641668671953848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick.html' title='Sick?'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7007971370281111491</id><published>2009-08-10T19:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:16:47.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yozxzx. I'm gonna fill you in about Day 1. Woke up very early in th morning, took th airplane which durated for 1 hour and 10 minutes, reached Medan:DD Setteled in th hotel room, went out again for a 4 hour drive to Lake Toba, which I slept in all th way, took a boat there which toured around th Island for about 2 long hours. Since there was nobody on th boat except my family, papa called it our "personal yacht". The wind and current there was very strong. See for yourself,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368294883833209730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoADwSBs44I/AAAAAAAADf8/m-qq97H_TRE/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoADv3KdIBI/AAAAAAAADf0/korSm26Jh3U/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368294876622168082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoADv3KdIBI/AAAAAAAADf0/korSm26Jh3U/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The journey back was another 4 hours. We had our own 'chauffeured Limousine'. Ate McD takeaway. Other pictures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I told you I picked a fight.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoAEefl0YEI/AAAAAAAADgc/Z3xjEnBk_dQ/s1600-h/042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368295677748338754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoAEefl0YEI/AAAAAAAADgc/Z3xjEnBk_dQ/s320/042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoADwy8rRoI/AAAAAAAADgE/g0ena9sbuPI/s1600-h/047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368294892670502530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoADwy8rRoI/AAAAAAAADgE/g0ena9sbuPI/s320/047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soso, overall, going there makes me feel lucky staying in a place like Singapore. So safe and cleaaan. Over there, you can't even cross th road safely! And there 's thousands of youngsters smoking. Better yet, th streets aren't as clean as Singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7007971370281111491?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7007971370281111491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7007971370281111491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7007971370281111491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7007971370281111491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/medan.html' title='Medan.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SoADwSBs44I/AAAAAAAADf8/m-qq97H_TRE/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2583332580795290200</id><published>2009-08-09T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:48:35.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masih Cinta.</title><content type='html'>Smekom. Currently at th hotel lobby acessing th WIFI. Mama's having a footmassage.. Just came back from a shopping centre. There were alot of "mats", like thousands of them! Okay, moving on, abang and I got scolded in th supermarket for running around. We just acted like we did not understand a word she said. Th weather here is just like in Singapore. So warm and stuffy. We also visited th Sultan house or something. Picked a fight with abang^^ Currently contemplating to straighten hair since it's like supaaa cheep. Will upload pictures when I get back. Silly me forgot to bring th memory stick for th camera, so th picture quality isn't so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2583332580795290200?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2583332580795290200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2583332580795290200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2583332580795290200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2583332580795290200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/smekom.html' title='Masih Cinta.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7315039180466728207</id><published>2009-08-07T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:53:43.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Be good to me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnwhNH3zrLI/AAAAAAAADfs/sKOXuGMk-3E/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367201365253926066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnwhNH3zrLI/AAAAAAAADfs/sKOXuGMk-3E/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm on Hiatus from tomorrow till Monday. Off to Medan, Indonesia. Leave me a comment anywhere else instead of sms -ing kay ;DD And I'm currently pissed! :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7315039180466728207?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7315039180466728207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7315039180466728207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7315039180466728207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7315039180466728207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/be-good-to-me.html' title='&quot;Be good to me&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnwhNH3zrLI/AAAAAAAADfs/sKOXuGMk-3E/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6333754544598640638</id><published>2009-08-07T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:01:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm right here.</title><content type='html'>wazza^^ Currently at Tamp NLB. School today was finee. Although we didn't have any concert or celebration except for some pathetic vedio-.- Got to eat banana cake during HEY. Did a self test during th next 2 periods of Geography. Recess was as per normal. Read blogs and brainstormed during th last two periods of English.. So now I 'm here:DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6333754544598640638?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6333754544598640638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6333754544598640638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6333754544598640638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6333754544598640638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-knew-you-were-something-special-when.html' title='I&apos;m right here.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5103741433772888743</id><published>2009-08-04T20:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:41:32.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jessica Ferrose"</title><content type='html'>Yooo. Today was okaaay, except for th fact that I fasted. School was finee, I was lucky for not being caught sleeping during math. Hee^^ Skipskip, after school did th banner till around 4.30. I didn't get to see ayam. Haha, takpee. I drew th airport tower thingy with th help of Lizda and Luqman 's touch ups, amacam? Hahahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SngnGgsxkJI/AAAAAAAADes/IRAIWaRvNec/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px;  DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366081948822376594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SngnGgsxkJI/AAAAAAAADes/IRAIWaRvNec/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenthen, walked to E!hub, it took us 20 minutes, under th hot scotching sun. We rode th Farris Wheel, cause I had free admission for 4 people, so it was Zaks, B, Ah meng and I. Played bowling after that. I striked! But only once uh -.- Our bowling lane was driving me nuts. Sway uh. Naseb tak batal puase. At 5.45 around there, went home with B.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5103741433772888743?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5103741433772888743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5103741433772888743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5103741433772888743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5103741433772888743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='&quot;Jessica Ferrose&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SngnGgsxkJI/AAAAAAAADes/IRAIWaRvNec/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5945930320008677701</id><published>2009-08-02T20:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:46:09.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"But you came and changed my whole world now"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnWEznjHrLI/AAAAAAAADek/-If-E97M8qo/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365340553406295218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnWEznjHrLI/AAAAAAAADek/-If-E97M8qo/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "It's been a long time since we three took a picture together"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yess, it has been a super looong time. I can't even remember th last time we went out together. Haah. Soso, had Teen's Alive in th morning. Nothing interesting, except for Syakirah acting like 'alien'. Nyahaha. Oo, Hazirah recieved a 7 days MC :OO I should stay away from her! I was so depressed yesterday and I don't even know why. I just felt like crying. Although it may be due to laughing too much on Friday^^ Ughh, there goes my weekend~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt. Fissshhh. I mean, ayaaam. Haha -.-'. "Ye la, tengok lelaki je" Haha, mama said that when I complained about my eye. Mepek seyh. Even Marzuqi said th same thing. Like wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5945930320008677701?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5945930320008677701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5945930320008677701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5945930320008677701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5945930320008677701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/08/but-you-came-and-changed-my-whole-world.html' title='&quot;But you came and changed my whole world now&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnWEznjHrLI/AAAAAAAADek/-If-E97M8qo/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-6212739802583029151</id><published>2009-07-31T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:56:53.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Come on, rescue me"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnLobD9c5cI/AAAAAAAADec/DcscoynPxgY/s1600-h/CIMG3961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364605657768846786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnLobD9c5cI/AAAAAAAADec/DcscoynPxgY/s320/CIMG3961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School today was Fun. With th capital 'F' with it. I laughed till my throat was sore, I laughed till my face went &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;, I laughed till I cried. Ah meng was just super high today and I couldn't stop laughing. Lessons were alright, Yuyun now sits infront of me. Hah, cute or what? HEY was funny too. Everyone sabo -ed Qi Wei. And during geography, teacher was pissed at us 'cause we kept calling 'Qi Wei'. Hahaha. Funny shiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I pissed a &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;oser. Yay! Hahahaha. Saw someone unexpected wearing baju kurong :O Dah taubat eh? Kay, I should  shut my mouth now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-6212739802583029151?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/6212739802583029151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=6212739802583029151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6212739802583029151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/6212739802583029151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-on-rescue-me.html' title='&quot;Come on, rescue me&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnLobD9c5cI/AAAAAAAADec/DcscoynPxgY/s72-c/CIMG3961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-8974056145386501424</id><published>2009-07-30T18:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:29:02.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dasar Pengecut"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wazaaa. Today was hothothot. I doodled through th first period, laughed at Rayyan's jokes about my twin'brother' during PW, and then lost focus during math. I haven't really been getting enough sleep. Grr. Recess was normal. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364205272342384066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnF8RkA-zcI/AAAAAAAADd8/YH5ggwXHECg/s320/CIMG3766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364205266923365234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnF8RP0_I3I/AAAAAAAADd0/11lJ1TBUPbQ/s320/CIMG3767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364205258450557138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnF8QwQ6WNI/AAAAAAAADds/UIsLQ1cLM3U/s320/cats%27.jpg" /&gt;Home Ec test was scary, but it ended up well. Then, had science. Was held back to do th bloody experiment, grrr. I managed to add 1 more mark for Science test, yay! -.- Fish, I really need to start paying attention in class, my grades are deprove -ing and I'm not geting one of th highest in class anymore):&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnGQz1otkTI/AAAAAAAADeU/lvDK8p7ke5c/s1600-h/tertr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364227851420537138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnGQz1otkTI/AAAAAAAADeU/lvDK8p7ke5c/s200/tertr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And to this person, get well soon yeah^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She can't see the way your eyes, will light up when you smile.&lt;br /&gt;She'll never notice how you stop and stare, whenever she walks by.&lt;br /&gt;and you can't see me wanting you the way you want her,&lt;br /&gt;but you are everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna show you,&lt;br /&gt;she don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;she's never gonna love you like I want to,&lt;br /&gt;and you just see right through me,&lt;br /&gt;but if you only knew me,&lt;br /&gt;we could be a beautiful, miracle, unbelievable, instead of just invisible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Invinsible, Taylor Swift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-8974056145386501424?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/8974056145386501424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=8974056145386501424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8974056145386501424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/8974056145386501424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/dasar-pengecut.html' title='&quot;Dasar Pengecut&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnF8RkA-zcI/AAAAAAAADd8/YH5ggwXHECg/s72-c/CIMG3766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1815357661773471290</id><published>2009-07-28T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:46:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Been here all th while, how could you not know?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnGH3UgxfmI/AAAAAAAADeE/g7kfPWBOR20/s1600-h/bag_retro_narrowweb__300x421,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364218015643696738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnGH3UgxfmI/AAAAAAAADeE/g7kfPWBOR20/s320/bag_retro_narrowweb__300x421,0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Supzxz. Today was a typical day at school. But I had an awesome time. The day started off with Literature test. Kinda easy. Then Cikgu Aida was absent(again), so there wasn't any test. But th teacher who took us for th second period was irritating. Grrr. Amirah and I laugh like siao. Then, had english. Recess was as per normal. Hazirah and Zakiah didn't eat cause they puasa. Went to th lab for science. Maths was boooringgg. Had cool stuffs during assembly. Amirah and I laughed like siao(again). We disturbed people^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to LP to cut fringe. Before that, I saw Zul. And it was like th first time since a long time since he smiled. Lol. The person that cut our hair was *o*. I also saw Sufi who 'ponteng' school. Heh. I then went to eat Seaweed Shaker Fries with Amirah which was when I saw Ad'li and Danial Adam, then went off to find ingredients for my home ec test. I tried it out and it wasn't THAT bad. Nyahaha, when I was able to access th computer, Ayam was online. So chat till th computer off. Hah, then daaah :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when we were walking home from LP, there was this taxi driver who asked us where Pasir Ris Primary was. He offered us a lift. I thought it was a great idea. But Amirah disagreed. Lucky for me, she did. Cause he might be a pervert or something. Hah. I also saw ayam. Say only that you would 'tegur' but, walk pass, step cool konon. People say 'hi' never hear pulak. Hahaha, k, I'm off to watch Jihan ;DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1815357661773471290?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1815357661773471290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1815357661773471290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1815357661773471290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1815357661773471290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/been-here-all-th-while-how-could-you.html' title='&quot;Been here all th while, how could you not know?&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SnGH3UgxfmI/AAAAAAAADeE/g7kfPWBOR20/s72-c/bag_retro_narrowweb__300x421,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7719271072976219495</id><published>2009-07-27T18:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:28:34.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Don't you forget"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sm2I1xHwquI/AAAAAAAADdE/DdLOqaTcL6s/s1600-h/stickman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363093188568460002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sm2I1xHwquI/AAAAAAAADdE/DdLOqaTcL6s/s320/stickman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a not so pleasant day. Cause firstly, I was scolded during MT by that stupid Santa Clause look alike. Ugh. Secondly, I wasted 1 hour+ studying Geography when th test is next week. Thirdly, I was caught not paying attention during math class. Lastly, there was still training even if I had secretly hoped it would be cancelled. And now, I'm too exhausted to do anything so goood day ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7719271072976219495?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7719271072976219495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7719271072976219495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7719271072976219495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7719271072976219495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-you-forget.html' title='&apos;Don&apos;t you forget&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sm2I1xHwquI/AAAAAAAADdE/DdLOqaTcL6s/s72-c/stickman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-153492872822115117</id><published>2009-07-26T20:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:43:42.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"How could you not know?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmxRd4cgRkI/AAAAAAAADc8/qhEfqMN81Ow/s1600-h/CIMG3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362750830101415490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmxRd4cgRkI/AAAAAAAADc8/qhEfqMN81Ow/s320/CIMG3531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmxPj3QZnHI/AAAAAAAADcU/LVl-gALBv7Y/s1600-h/CIMG3513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362748733838171250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmxPj3QZnHI/AAAAAAAADcU/LVl-gALBv7Y/s320/CIMG3513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yooo. I'm supposed to be at th airport to welcome my uncle home, but apparently, I'm stuck at home doing my homework. There 's so many things, so little time. I can't handle this pressure. I'll have to finish them all, somehow. Grrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to meet B and Hazirah at E!hub today. I waited for 45minutes and because I didn't have my phone with me, I couldn't contact anyone. But ofcourse, I wasn't mad when I saw them, but more of happy. Well at least I got th thing I was craving for^^ We went to an empty spot and started doing art. I was so bored, so much so that I managed to finish my science homework. We went to KFC after that, and we saw Nura. We then went to the Town Park, camwhored, then walked to th interchange. There was this guy who was indirectly extorting money form us. Grrr. Parted with them, headed home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm home, I gotta finish up with my piling homeworks and study for tomorow's testS. There's two of them. Grrr *rolls eyes. My muscles are aching due to yesterday's training, alamak. Wanting to get out of bed is now a chore. And furthermore, there's training tomorrow. But I'm glad it's self training, it wouldn't be so taxing:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-153492872822115117?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/153492872822115117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=153492872822115117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/153492872822115117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/153492872822115117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_6918.html' title='&quot;How could you not know?&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmxRd4cgRkI/AAAAAAAADc8/qhEfqMN81Ow/s72-c/CIMG3531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1153609331829961970</id><published>2009-07-25T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:42:42.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"There's no me without you"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"Everytime I see your face&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you look my way&lt;br /&gt;It's like it all falls into place&lt;br /&gt;Everything feels right"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's up with blogger. Grrr. Well, anyway, training today was stupid. It was taxing. I got shouted in th face and all I wanted to do was laugh, laugh out real loud, believe it or not. Had to do 15 rounds after training, nyahaha, I haven't been completely honest to myself ^^ I saw Synyster today and guess what, I forgot to say hi! Kay, not funny -.-' I'm currently stuck reading a book, 'Deadly Little Secret'. It's hard to put th book down. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362361727957636002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmrvlKAQk6I/AAAAAAAADbs/oH3R5ytNUzE/s320/1423111443.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1153609331829961970?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1153609331829961970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1153609331829961970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1153609331829961970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1153609331829961970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-no-me-without-you.html' title='&quot;There&apos;s no me without you&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmrvlKAQk6I/AAAAAAAADbs/oH3R5ytNUzE/s72-c/1423111443.01._SX140_SY225_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3808972858994128864</id><published>2009-07-24T19:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:53:47.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"And this is where emotion flares"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Smmg4V68BMI/AAAAAAAADbk/I8UCRuFWHIE/s1600-h/HeyMonday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361993721178752194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Smmg4V68BMI/AAAAAAAADbk/I8UCRuFWHIE/s320/HeyMonday1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361993716695351154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Smmg4FOAv3I/AAAAAAAADbc/FkStCDUQMwo/s320/21_oGK7D_7881.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I'm contemplating if I should cut my fringe. It's irritating meee. Hah, okay, moving on, had Math/English/Home Ec Test th past 2 days. For Math test, I'm grateful I managed to complete all th questions while for english, I hatehatehate th passage. For Home Ec, well, you don't know what we know *winks xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I was a gooood friend who helped that Amirah and B with D&amp;amp;T. Tsktsktsk. Parted with Hazirah and B at around 3. Went to th D&amp;amp;T room to help abang but in th end it did not happen because th teachers had something on? I have to admit, I was looking forward to filing th acrylic(: Went to th canteen and guess who I saw? :O Haha, so th unfriendly ah. Laughed like a lunatic, all thanks to Ahmeerahh. Went home, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"This is when I start to bite my nails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;clean my room&lt;/strong&gt; when all else fails."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I finally cleaned my room :D So much for not wanting Mama to lock th computer this weekend. Oo, and although my old time holidaybuddy which I assume would never read this, Happy Birthday eyh, Nasrul. Nyahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3808972858994128864?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3808972858994128864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3808972858994128864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3808972858994128864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3808972858994128864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-this-is-where-emotion-flares.html' title='&quot;And this is where emotion flares&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Smmg4V68BMI/AAAAAAAADbk/I8UCRuFWHIE/s72-c/HeyMonday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2618690054075081206</id><published>2009-07-22T19:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:54:31.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You're a habit I can't break"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Smb0AMXbCRI/AAAAAAAADaU/p5L_jSARYyY/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361240690587797778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Smb0AMXbCRI/AAAAAAAADaU/p5L_jSARYyY/s320/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eheh, you might think I'm crazy putting this bit of convo here, but if you knew what it meant, you'ld be utterly disgusted. Baby Luq and his 'father', 'uncle' and 'datuk' made up a 'glue' company after art class, where they probably got th inspiration from. Okay, so not gonna elaborate further. Today was relatively short and I did get to see *______, heee ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, according to a study published by Applied Cognitive Psychology, doodling helps a person's memory significantly and that is what I never fail to do in math class :D Don't bother asking me what I doodle about ^^ Talking about math, there's math test tomorrow. On &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;GRAPHS.&lt;/span&gt; But I am starting to like it tho. There 's also Home Ec test. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Smb7LXq3eAI/AAAAAAAADac/YHKd4gb96_w/s1600-h/benefits_of_studying_by_savethemuzika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361248579182098434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Smb7LXq3eAI/AAAAAAAADac/YHKd4gb96_w/s320/benefits_of_studying_by_savethemuzika.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dang, now I gotta come home straight after school and my phone got confiscated. Plus, Mama decreased the time span I get to use th computer. Only 3 hours per day. I can become siao. Like no life like that. But every action has their own consequence, don't they? It feels like a seriously loooong time since I chatted with ayAm, and I'm secretly missing it. Gaaah! &lt;p align="center"&gt;"I come home in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;My mother says, "When you gonna live your life right?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones&lt;br /&gt;And girls they wanna have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just wanna have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone rings in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;My father yells, "what you gonna do with your life?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one&lt;br /&gt;And girls, they wanna have fun&lt;br /&gt;Oh girls just wanna have"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2618690054075081206?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2618690054075081206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2618690054075081206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2618690054075081206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2618690054075081206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-habit-i-cant-break.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re a habit I can&apos;t break&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Smb0AMXbCRI/AAAAAAAADaU/p5L_jSARYyY/s72-c/cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3419160348554739901</id><published>2009-07-21T18:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:25:32.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Girls just wanna have fun"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmWgR3FnKbI/AAAAAAAADaM/_E_NoN5Nq9A/s1600-h/022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360867160160151986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmWgR3FnKbI/AAAAAAAADaM/_E_NoN5Nq9A/s320/022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today, during th second period, I and a few others, had to sit outside class. Just because we didn't bring th book -.- I could 've sworn that I had forgotten to bring it, but would he listen? Nooo. I over looked th timetable last night. Grrr. Anyway, at least it was fun sitting outside:DD Had MT, then English. Got our REP test back. I got 27/35 and I'm still not satisfied with it. Nicole got higher than me, grrr^^ Anyway, well done B! Haaah. After recess, had class photo taking. Abang passed me his tie, but he was too late ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayam walked past me, alone(for th first time), but I was too diffident to say hi. Ayam's face didn't look friendly anyway ;D Went through A question for science, then had 2 periods of maths. There was a crazy girl who sat beside me who made me laugh uncontrollably. She would poke me, then I would laugh. Haha, I'm lucky to have her sitting beside me, so that math wouldn't be as boring as it already is. Didn't do anything for lifeskills. After school, th woman at th bubble tea shop was irked by me until sh gave me pearl when I already said I didn't want it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ughhh, freaaak. My bill, $98.52 saaaaaaaa. I diediedie. I'm in freaking dire need for cash. Help me! $.$ Stupid me used th stupid internet on that stupid phone because of th stupid parental block on th comp. Pffftt, I'm such an ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3419160348554739901?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3419160348554739901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3419160348554739901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3419160348554739901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3419160348554739901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-belong-with-me_21.html' title='&quot;Girls just wanna have fun&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmWgR3FnKbI/AAAAAAAADaM/_E_NoN5Nq9A/s72-c/022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-3302550525451748854</id><published>2009-07-19T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T13:05:28.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"kecewa aku sungguh tak berarah"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want this phone!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmKmOw8xfQI/AAAAAAAADY8/DxWWKj5kqs8/s1600-h/cats%5B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmKmOw8xfQI/AAAAAAAADY8/DxWWKj5kqs8/s320/cats%5B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360029279112494338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grrr, I can only get it once I finish cleaning and painting my room. Pfftt. Well anyway, teens alive today was boring. Group -ed with some anti-social people so Hidayah and I analayzed a humanoid. We were pissed at some people *hinthint. Haah, so after that, sent Hidayah to th busstop then waited for papa to fetch. I still have an essay to write and I'm so lazy to do so. Oo, I had a weird dream last night. I don't even know why I dreamt of that^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-3302550525451748854?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/3302550525451748854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=3302550525451748854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3302550525451748854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/3302550525451748854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/kecewa-aku-sungguh-tak-berarah.html' title='&quot;kecewa aku sungguh tak berarah&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SmKmOw8xfQI/AAAAAAAADY8/DxWWKj5kqs8/s72-c/cats%5B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7919716529603826455</id><published>2009-07-17T18:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:07:11.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypnotic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/874/874465z8jkxvvuhv.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late for school. I was late for school! I wasn't able to pass th cheese in time. Stupid toot. Heh. My 'brother' was late too. His 6th time, tsktsktsk. He changed seat ): Haha, I act like so sad like that, when actually I don't care, not even one bit ;D HEY was fun. Quang was stressed while holding th ball. You should have seen th look on his face! Geog was a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During upper sec recess, my face was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;. For no apparent reason. It was warm too. Nyahahaha :D English was okaaay la. Played badminton and finished up science homework after that. Then go home. So sleepy liao. But I don't want to go for a nap because of something. *winks ;DD Kk, now have to read th cerpen for th upcoming malay test. Boo ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7919716529603826455?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7919716529603826455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7919716529603826455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7919716529603826455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7919716529603826455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/hypnotic.html' title='Hypnotic.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4367784326462899554</id><published>2009-07-16T18:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:40:35.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You can't break a broken heart"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ignorance is bliss&lt;br /&gt;You'd always hear me say&lt;br /&gt;But at times you can't deny&lt;br /&gt;Those eyes lookin' your way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soso, today, bag vvv the heavy you know. School was boring. I only like HomeEc. Ugly Face. HAHAHA! Zaks and I got th highest this time. YAAAY, and Hazirah, (my 'dearest' little sister) said I couldn't cook. In your face. After school, at th MT room, we were crazy. K, lame. Oh, and my 'brother' cried during maths today. Awww. There were two 359's with T again. Pffftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I actually wanted to fast today. In th end didn't wake up for 'pre-dawn' meal. And since I didn't eat Lunch or Dinner th previous day, I decided not to fast. Checkcheck, B and Zaks also never fast. Lucky me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4367784326462899554?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4367784326462899554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4367784326462899554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4367784326462899554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4367784326462899554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-cant-break-broken-heart.html' title='&quot;You can&apos;t break a broken heart&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1599225270293372447</id><published>2009-07-15T17:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:45:28.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh eh eh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sl2lEU0IhDI/AAAAAAAADYs/Dvd7BsP_LVo/s1600-h/01412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sl2lEU0IhDI/AAAAAAAADYs/Dvd7BsP_LVo/s320/01412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358620625366189106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sl2lEpEQZ8I/AAAAAAAADY0/tK5wUJyp77k/s1600-h/01512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sl2lEpEQZ8I/AAAAAAAADY0/tK5wUJyp77k/s320/01512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358620630802524098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my weird/blur/sepet 'brother' ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sl2fwElVcXI/AAAAAAAADYU/ZjseTl2whrk/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sl2fwElVcXI/AAAAAAAADYU/ZjseTl2whrk/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358614779853631858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, slackslackslack. Started off with silent reading. All I read was th cerpen. Hee ;D Then had Science. Mr Ng took us today. Kesian Rayyan -.-' Did WB for MT then took a survey during P.E. Didn't have P.E )': Was released early for upper sec recess. Then blablabla, had art. Slack like alooot. Then, 2 periods of english, then done. Weird stuffs happened after school. *grins* :DDD Spent half an hour waiting for th bus. Stupid T. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EWWW, I can't stop picture -ing that image in my head. Want to know what? Try to google about "Black Hairy Tongue" and Infected tattoos. I found it while doing my own research on sleep talking. Gross la. Kk, I want nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1599225270293372447?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1599225270293372447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1599225270293372447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1599225270293372447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1599225270293372447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/eh-eh-eh.html' title='Eh eh eh.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/Sl2lEU0IhDI/AAAAAAAADYs/Dvd7BsP_LVo/s72-c/01412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-4819557282571722297</id><published>2009-07-14T17:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:38:47.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SlyEqSNcr8I/AAAAAAAADX8/vZMOkTmzYiU/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SlyEqSNcr8I/AAAAAAAADX8/vZMOkTmzYiU/s320/043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358303518641663938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grrr. Fed up ah. Cannot find nice skins :@ School today was okay la. I kept smiling th whole day, hee ;DD 'Settled' my problem with that fizzo. This time round, I win! (: Most of th lessons were boring. Ugh, tengah puasa and I'm so sleepy. Then later at night got ngaji somemore. Alamak. Nehmind, I just hope ayAm goes online today. I'll be more than happy :DD 'My heart skipped a beat and I struggled for my next breath' -kay mepek -.-' I can't wait to see Bee tomorow! Heh -.-'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-4819557282571722297?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/4819557282571722297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=4819557282571722297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4819557282571722297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/4819557282571722297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-re-all-i-think-about.html' title='Love game.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SlyEqSNcr8I/AAAAAAAADX8/vZMOkTmzYiU/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7416831052280484633</id><published>2009-07-12T21:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:54:36.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare"</title><content type='html'>It' Sunday! )': So, went for TA this morning. Boringboringboring, haah. Went back with Bfls after that then Mama fetched and had lunch at KFC. Went home, slept, did homework. Two things to note, I dislike graphs and poetry! Haah, but it 's kind of my fault if I do not know how to do. I never pay attention in class ^^ Grrr, then tomorrow have 3 periods of math. Oo, chatted with ayAm just now ;DDD Papa 's leaving for Brunei* for a job interview tomorrow. Gaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7416831052280484633?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7416831052280484633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7416831052280484633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7416831052280484633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7416831052280484633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-just-kid-and-life-is-nightmare.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m just a kid and life is a nightmare&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5016439327696378599</id><published>2009-07-11T21:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:49:56.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no love here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SliYdmvHqLI/AAAAAAAADXc/AQEeHYusbQk/s1600-h/boredom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SliYdmvHqLI/AAAAAAAADXc/AQEeHYusbQk/s320/boredom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357199391139014834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yoo! Haha, today vvvv boring. Stay-ed at home. Paint room abit. "Sikit-sikit nanti jadi bukit" la. Oh, I found my theory WB on my shelf when I thought I lost it. Silly me. Yesterday right, mandi hujan then take so many bus with Bfls. At 9 like that, went to Swensen 's to celebrate Rashidi/Cik Ah 's birthday and eat dinner. At 11.45pm-12.30am like that, we were stuck outside th house because th lock was spoilt -.-' Had to call th locksmith. Then slept from 1.45am to 1.45pm. Cool right? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5016439327696378599?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5016439327696378599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5016439327696378599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5016439327696378599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5016439327696378599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/yoo-haha-today-vvvv-boring.html' title='there is no love here.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PpwAGPM2bs/SliYdmvHqLI/AAAAAAAADXc/AQEeHYusbQk/s72-c/boredom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5437382242561692237</id><published>2009-07-08T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:10:21.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"All I want to do is stand close to you"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/cats-3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo ah boo. God, takde mood seyh. School was uh, kinda fun. Played softball for P.E. I got to do a home run, but maybe a cheated one. Heh ;D During recess w upper sec, I saw Y. Over MaKaN already:DD Haah. Icecream cari pasal only ah. After school had lunch at Lp. Ate Nasi Ayam Penyet. Nice tau. Saw SyazwanPRCS and Syafiq, he lost weight. Don't want to elaborate further. Haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently waiting for Bee to go online so she can pass me a doccument to put in thumbdrive. Haah~ I can't wait for teens Alive! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5437382242561692237?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5437382242561692237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5437382242561692237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5437382242561692237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5437382242561692237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-i-want-to-do-is-stand-close-to-you.html' title='&quot;All I want to do is stand close to you&quot;'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-7239598861154309686</id><published>2009-07-07T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:50:55.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a typical tuesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/cats-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz, hello. Haha, so sleepy. The whole day of school today was boring. After school, went to Central with Ayuni, Zaks, Hazirah and Bee. Bought fries. Then temaned Zaks buy Bala tea, parted with Bee and Hazirah. Walked to Ayuni 's house, cause she wanted to change. Zaks and I talked about something while waiting for her. Haha. Then after she finished changing, walked to E!hub there, Zaks parted. Then that minah rep and I walked to WS. Parted with her and went home. I found out something rather shocking today, but I promised to keep my lips shut, so it's a secret. Heh ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-7239598861154309686?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/7239598861154309686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=7239598861154309686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7239598861154309686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/7239598861154309686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-typical-tuesday.html' title='It&apos;s a typical tuesday.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1161379751343327259</id><published>2009-07-06T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:57:37.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/movie_IceAge3D.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/014-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/020-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/019-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3pm yesterday, check-in to the Costa Sands at Downtown East. It's so ironic knowing that I'm living nearby yet we're staying there. Ha-ah. Anyway, after putting our stuffs in th room, headed to Escape Theme Park. Pffftt, lousy. Rides like The Inverter, Wet and Wild and The Rainbow thingy close for maintainance :@ So, took th viking thingy and th twirltwirl thing, queued up for th go-cart then it started to pour. So, met Mama, Papa, Nenek, Insyirah and Cik Noor at th tempat makan. Drink and eat abit, then go to Escape back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took viking again without Hazirah and sat at th end. Best. Haha. Then while abang took th go-cart, Hazirah and I took th twirltwirl thing 3 times? Then took th superman thing to enjoy th wind, went to th Hunted House. Haha, Hazirah grabbed me so tightly that my arm blue-blacked. Skipskip, went back to th room. Insyirah scratched my face 2 times with a comb, pffft. Went to BBQ chicken for dinner, then watched Ice Age 3 at E!hub. Saw some teachers there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, checked out at 10.30? Then went to Swensen's at TM with Omah and Cik Nana to have lunch. I untung duduk sebelah omah, heh. Then shop-shop abit, then went homeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1161379751343327259?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1161379751343327259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1161379751343327259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1161379751343327259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1161379751343327259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/youth-day.html' title='Youth Day.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-2556232223915829286</id><published>2009-07-03T21:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:49:26.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drag me to hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/anim_b3ca3cf5-bfe0-0744-9db4-997619.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/anim_b463ca7e-c029-5904-fdae-b8b0df.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/024-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/018.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/014-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today right, Chang never come which made no difference. After silent reading, had one period of english, then HEY lesson. Funny oi. Then had Geog. Then recess with upper sec. Then 2 more periods of english. Stayed in school for awhile to wait for Bfls and Ola to finish eating. Then at 1.45, met up with Zaks and Ah meng near Pasir Ris Pri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to E!hub. Bought Yougart Ice Cream after that. Bought tickets at around 2.44? Hoho. Then when we reach inside th cinema th movie baru start. Stole some Nachos and Doritos from th people sitting infront of us (Hazirah and Sofia). Waaah, th first time I scream in a cinema (so many times pulak tu). Ahaaa, lesson learnt from th movie; you can't avoid fate. Lol ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to th last level. We laughed madly (kecoh oi). We played with this ball to see who could catch it, then almost had a dance competition. Went to KFC for cheese fries, then back home. Bee lost her thumbdrive. Harap-harap dapat cari eh bee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-2556232223915829286?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/2556232223915829286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=2556232223915829286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2556232223915829286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/2556232223915829286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/photobucket_03.html' title='Drag me to hell'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-5181306496174380776</id><published>2009-07-02T18:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:11:12.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cats1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/cats1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, after temperature taking, had PW. Pfftt, our group had to go first. Chey Rayyan, can think on th spot seyh. After that, had maths, then english. Debby took us today, I happy :DD Then had recess. Got my money back, like finally. Then, had Home Ec. Watched videos and find recipes. Kinda boring. Then had science. Sat beside Bee(: Tapi still feel like macam nak tido. Went to buy Bala Tea after that. Then went to somewhere creepy, then went home. Heee ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-5181306496174380776?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/5181306496174380776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=5181306496174380776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5181306496174380776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/5181306496174380776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/photobucket_02.html' title='Something more.'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837382524194395925.post-1070852834682800425</id><published>2009-07-01T22:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T18:56:34.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PitPotPetPut♥</title><content type='html'>Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/?action=view&amp;amp;current=025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/025.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/?action=view&amp;amp;current=023-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/023-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/?action=view&amp;amp;current=021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/?action=view&amp;amp;current=029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/029.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/?action=view&amp;amp;current=031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg267/atiqahhlover/031.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, today right, slack alot tau. I like ;D After school, went to Lp first as Zakiah wanted to buy Bala tea. Then, headed to Sofia 's housey. At first all I wanted to do was sleep. But once Ah meng arrived, I became HIGH! Laugh-laugh like nobody's business. When we were eating, I told them what I did when I ate alone, everyone started to gag. Then another time is when Zakiah was talking about catching and I talked about motorbikes. Then another is when we were tearing th newspaper, another one is when Sofia's brother looked like farysA and another time is when nobody paid any attention to what I said and another time is when Sofia's brother suddenly laughed(I told you I was emotional). I had truckloads of fun. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then right, yesterday, Zaks, Bee and me went to East Point (which we for once didn't get lost) to buy my shoe. We went up to the last level and found out th door to th open air place was open. So we went in. It was last time th funfun pool that one. Dk why they close oso. Camwhored. Then daaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837382524194395925-1070852834682800425?l=diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/feeds/1070852834682800425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837382524194395925&amp;postID=1070852834682800425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1070852834682800425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837382524194395925/posts/default/1070852834682800425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diaryofsuperat.blogspot.com/2009/07/pitpotpetput.html' title='PitPotPetPut♥'/><author><name>atiqah(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12881414661605193216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
