<?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-4859364254290266899</id><updated>2012-02-03T13:22:05.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Monsterous</title><subtitle type='html'>by syfmyra</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-427222965899184454</id><published>2012-02-02T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T13:22:05.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Verdict.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Almost one whole month of college which literally spells for almost a whole month of chaotic schedules, endless meetings and a multitude of new facts to be churned and digested. Thus explains this very first post for the year 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot have been going on, and trust me those 30 days had seemed like it has been 3 months instead. The not-so-impressive results, the new lecturers, the countless projects within these 3 months, the messed up biological clock, the inhumane timetable on wednesdays and thursdays, so on and so forth. It has been tough, that I couldnt deny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the ludicrous month January has been, being optimistic seems to be the only viable option I have now. Apparently that, and of course Him, are the two sole reasons I had been waking up for each morning for the past few weeks. And then, there's him too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, I find myself being&amp;nbsp;ecstatically&amp;nbsp;happy for no apparent reason. At times, I find that everything seems too good to be true. Who knew, a bunch of random and wishful thoughts I'd ranted about somewhere in the month of February last year would really be happening to me now. A year later. It's good to have someone to talk to by the end of the day. But shouldnt I be talking more to Him instead? So where do I stand now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeas, and the problem in articulating in English has been getting a lot more worse. Altho, Alhamdulillah, it's good to be able to breathe a sigh of relief right after my speaking test a few days ago. But yeah I know, being over-confident is a big no-no. It might turn out to be not so good afterall. Who knows?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I find myself spending countless of minutes contemplating whether what I'm doing, about to do or what I had got myself into is the right thing for me. But most of the time, the contemplation didnt turn out to be as fruitful as hoped. Thus leaving me with countless of minutes staring blankly into space for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this dream of striking balance in everything that I do. I too, have this dream of setting my priorities right. Then I would abide to it religiously so that I wont get diverted along the way. Tho does this seem to be too far fetched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, well yeah. Not being emotional, just voicing out thoughts as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record tho, I've never been happier to have someone that accepts me for who I am. But there's always that fear that I might have just spoken too soon. Yeah, apparently a girl's mind can really wander sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-427222965899184454?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/427222965899184454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=427222965899184454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/427222965899184454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/427222965899184454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2012/02/verdict.html' title='The Verdict.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6617060170532155519</id><published>2011-12-30T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T21:02:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Introductory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;started writing letters to my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;et many new people, made a whole bunch of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;ot to spend a few days with extremely braniac people, yet i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;roved myself that 2 years of struggling in school was definitely worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;een through the most number of nerve-wrecking interviews in a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;ot to feel the joys of getting a couple of scholarships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;earnt that driving license is a necessity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I &lt;/b&gt;had for what seem like a summer fling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;earnt a new language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;began my college life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;ot to taste how independent life really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;ecame a project manager and was unexpectedly got awarded for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;iscovered many mind-blowing new bands and new writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;earnt that college is the direct opposite of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;ade the college library as my favorite hanging spot in college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;urvived my first semester of A-levels.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;nd the list simply goes on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So would you look at that, it's almost 2012. the plan was to post my very last entry for 2011, so here i am posting my last entry on the very last day of 2011. i have to give it to you tho, i was finding it verry hard to let 2011 year go, but i cant find a legit explanation for that, thus i'll leave that fact unexplained. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me though, reminiscing bits and pieces of what i'd gone through in 2011 is the last thing i would want to do in this post. (the intro was just highlights btw) but all in all, 2011 had been a pretty impressive year. one of the best in my life so far. ahhh, there're just so many things that i've gone through that words arent enough to describe it all. and no matter how much i might try, it would never come out as something i would be contented of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were ups and downs, joys and heartaches, good times and bad times, usual stuff, parts and parcel of life as they always say it. i guess they're part of the lessons that we should be learning throughout life, tho this time there were no books, notes or lectures involved. and the best part of how life works? not a single soul gains the exact same lessons as you, or other people for that matter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So all in all, may you all have a wonderful year; a year filled with His blessings and a year that you would effortlessly cherish for many years to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Happy 2012, dear readers :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-6617060170532155519?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6617060170532155519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=6617060170532155519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6617060170532155519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6617060170532155519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/12/introductory.html' title='An Introductory.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-54NqPvsRwG4/Tv9a-vyc_8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/6uSZbeVWl0I/s72-c/335291_2730548259369_1127113029_32860678_1887014002_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-2993626823826106488</id><published>2011-12-16T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T20:14:28.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superficial.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;when words are just scarce, everything'll be bottled up with the cap tightly sealed. so tight that the tiniest push might just make it explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people run to shave their fats off, burn their carbs away, ward off diabetes, prevent myocardial infarctions. i run to think. i run to escape from my stagnant thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people have the liberty to talk to their mum and dad about things.&amp;nbsp;incomprehensible things. i write letters, scribble on scrunched up paper or perhaps, the back covers of my txt books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plenty travel for pleasure. some travel for work.&amp;nbsp;handsful travel for a getaway. i travel to explore, to take photographs that shall be&amp;nbsp;reminisced on in years to come. though, wishful thinking this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"everyone says that they'll figure something out, but the truth is they never do". so i see, people say that just for the sake of making themselves feel better. less guilty. yes, that could be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some turn on their iPods to make them fall asleep. some would be doing so to keep their minds off problems. i do it to get in the perfect mood to jot down thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatsapp enables me to chat. to talk. to ramble. the only thing that's making me sane these few weeks, besides praying and reciting quran. so please whatsapp, don't act up, at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courseworks requires early preparations. get in new semester, begin coursework, make adjustments, submit to lecturer. that's the procedure. that's the drill. tho nothing seems to be progressing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say changes are inevitable. some are undeniably good. some might leave others in despair. thus i plead you, don't change, stay as you are right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some smile over good deeds. some smile because of pure contentment. some would smile because of loved ones. i smile over scrumptious meatballs and Daim cake. that smile lasted for a mere day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy. contented. freed. restless. nervous. clueless. frazzled. you name it, i'd probably be feeling everything at once. hahaha weird as it is, this happens once in awhile. so please dont mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts, that's all these are. typing them down in the simplest way, feeding you with what my workaholic mind's been on these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okayy, i think i'm done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-2993626823826106488?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2993626823826106488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=2993626823826106488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/2993626823826106488'/><link 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consist of Kings of Leon, Lil Wayne, Stereophonics and Bad Meets Evil. Why am i telling you this? probably because i have no other way to start this blog post, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been blogging less now. and unexpectedly this time it aint about pure laziness, nor anything close to being busy. so then why? have you ever been in a place where you've just so many places for you to vent out your anger, express your disappointments and voicing out your thoughts that blogging seems to be the last resolution to do all this? okay so maybe not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;many, and maybe i'm exaggerating a tad too much, but well, i guess i'm just thankful of how things are right now, Alhamdulillah for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo anyway, guess what utter boredom got me doing last saturdaay? I MADEE BISCOTTIS! hoyeah! starbucks's biscottis can kiss my little biscottis asses goodbye. haha okay okay too much? sorry bout that. the idea didnt exactly come from me tho, but rather someone challenged me to do such thing. haha. guess that day turned out to be a productive day after all. and since my best bud requested a picture of it, here youu go :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PO4FPW0kVzI/TuVOHsNQU0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/0llvjHYTkLk/s1600/DSC_0555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PO4FPW0kVzI/TuVOHsNQU0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/0llvjHYTkLk/s400/DSC_0555.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;other than that, nothing else happen really. the fact that the semester break will be over in about 3weeks is bothering me somehow. honestly going back to the hectic life scares the crap out of me every single time i think of it. tho i still cant dismiss the happy thought of going back to my college buds and the intec's library! hahaha nerd much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess this is all for now, now imma transfer all the tunes to my iPod!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5106271375925230095?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5106271375925230095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5106271375925230095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5106271375925230095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5106271375925230095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/12/music-to-my-ears.html' title='Music to my ears.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PO4FPW0kVzI/TuVOHsNQU0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/0llvjHYTkLk/s72-c/DSC_0555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-3134106284670331780</id><published>2011-12-04T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T16:04:18.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of words, lines and paragraphs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;well hello december! one more month and there goes another year people. boy how much the time really flies. and yeah, as cliche as that may sound, there's just so much truth in that. especially this year. i would have to give it to you tho, that by far, this year has been the best year ever. eventhough it has been much of a roller coaster ride throughout these 11 months, i still cant deny the fact that through those ups and downs, twist and twirls too, i'd learnt so much. there's no point of brooding over what has been bygones now would there? though i'll have to cut this here so that i wont be left speechless or rather, wordless for my last post of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, its been awhile since my last post. apart from being the usual lazy-ass-during-the-holidays person, i'd been reading 2 books. so that wld make 3 books that i'd read for the past 2 weeks. call me a slow poke, or call me anything you want, but thats helluva achievement for me! hahaha. so yeah, i'd mentioned the first book in my previous post, the one i'd borrowed from nanin. the 2nd book is entitled Boy Next Door. if you're wondering whether its one of those chick lit books i wld usually read, i'd proudly say that it's not. it's about the life of a girl during the post-independent Zimbabwe era in the 1980s. so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;okay,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; maybe there's a fragment of the novel that reigns about her love life with this whitie who once lived next door to her, but that wasnt the main plot of the novel. so i guess it was okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i moved on to the next novel which is The Kite Runner, which someone had lent it to me. or rather sent it via pos laju just so i could read it as soon as possible. hahaha, neway, it was nice of that person to do so, and clearly not a single penny was wasted for sending it via mail eventho the book could just be handed to me personally :D so anyway, i'd heard that book was great and all, but idk, just the thought of the plot itself that revolves around the era when afghanistan was at war didnt seem appealing to me somehow. but clearly i'd made one of those errors dani once mentioned to me regarding my thinking skills (sorry bro, cant remember the term. haha) and guess whaaaat, it took me only 2 days to finish the novel ! and yes i know that is considered slow for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;some&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;people, but heck, that's like a super duper achievement for meh ! haha. and yes, the book was just bleeeping goood. one of those books that would definitely remain in my mind for many years to come. and definitely one of those books whereby all the plots and good parts would remain&amp;nbsp;unyielded in here *taps forhead* hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://schol.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/kite-runner-book-jacket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://schol.files.wordpress.com/2011/04/kite-runner-book-jacket.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so anyway, just to prove that i'm not being biased on my judgement on the book (as pointed out by aika), i'll give you a reason why i'd find this book 'bleeping good'. well, there is this one part where it got me the most. the part where i find such irony it was when the main character simply laughs when he was being beaten up to death. (okay, almost to death. he didnt die, heh) so anway, the reason why he laughed was that somehow, when his ribs were being shattered, and his face was being smashed, he somehow felt he was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;healed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;. because along all those years (35 years to be exact), he had been carrying this guilt around for what seemed forever to him, and finally, just finally he felt that he was being paid for what he had done. i may be the worst story teller possible to describe this to you now, but trust me, you just have got to read it to know what i'm telling you about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand i guess this is all for today's post. nothing to ramble about me this time. lets just say that i'm doing fine and all is well right now. but sometimes it just freaks me out too. these goodness and happiness, well do they really last? haha okay dah start rambling. so yeah, i would end this post with these lines i'd read from The Kite Runner which, forgive me if it's not the exact line but i'll just try to requote it anyway - "..I'm very happy right now but I'm afraid, afraid of this happiness. Because when there's happiness, it's sometimes a sign that something else would be taken away from me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-3134106284670331780?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3134106284670331780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=3134106284670331780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3134106284670331780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3134106284670331780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/12/of-words-lines-and-paragraphs.html' title='Of words, lines and paragraphs.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-2856821132912374952</id><published>2011-11-22T08:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:13:49.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallflower.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;have you ever had a song in your playlist that you would just play over and over again non stop for the rest of the day? hitting the replay button repeatedly while plugging your ears with a pair of cheap earphones and turning up the volume as loud as your ears could put up with. i guess that's pretty normal and hey i'm currently doing it right now. the track that's been playing for the 8th time is Penakut by Yuna which is quite queer really especially since i'm not that much of a big fan of malay rhapsodies. what else play it for many times on my iPod. but i dont know, the song's pretty cool for now, not sure whether it'll still be the same for the next few days tho. dang it, i should stop sounding so depressed in my post. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, end-of-sem-one break has officially started ! sorry for not updating much for the past few weeks. i blame the heart-wrenching and nerve-wrecking two weeks of study leave and 5 days of end-of-sem finals i had to bear with. glad that's over now, and all i want to do right now is just to enjoy this one and half month break as much as possible and well yeah, make it as productive as possible too. yeaa, not sure how though, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so i began the sem-break with a 2days 1night camp which was planned by this club i'm in, and it was held at this forest research institute in Kepong. basically it was a man made jungle but it was pretty awesome. aside from getting annoyed every minute by this guy named Jo, i had a wonderful time with the seniors, friends and all. nature never fails to overwhelm me though, and having the chance to walk on that long canopy walk 1000ft above sea level was just stupefying. other than that, camp was aite, i was completely frazzled by the end of the camp. so yeah, remind me to take up an exercise regime or something during these holidays, cause i have the feeling that i'm in a really really bad shape. &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cX3Zi8QqwW0/Tssf75ecbII/AAAAAAAAAlw/Apf3wJlUGmE/s1600/387970_306196429398123_100000233065754_1214244_1743555674_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cX3Zi8QqwW0/Tssf75ecbII/AAAAAAAAAlw/Apf3wJlUGmE/s320/387970_306196429398123_100000233065754_1214244_1743555674_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;fellow campers !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;oh and i'm reading this awesome book btw. nanin lent it to me - The Perks of Being a Wallflower is the tittle. interesting book really. it's a bunch of compiled letters this kid writes to his friend, and yeah idk why but i just had a thing with letters. it's really fun to write letters to your friends once in awhile, but i havent done it for quite some time now. i know it's not really a convenient way to communicate these days, but yeah, it's just something random that would definitely make someone smile. i'm half way through reading the book already, thats if you're wondering, and frankly speaking i cant wait to finish it up and start on a new book. wow, i cant believe i just said that! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;guess thats all for now. i have to go somewhere so yeah, have a pleasant day dear reader!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-2856821132912374952?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2856821132912374952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=2856821132912374952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/2856821132912374952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/2856821132912374952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/11/wallflower.html' title='Wallflower.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cX3Zi8QqwW0/Tssf75ecbII/AAAAAAAAAlw/Apf3wJlUGmE/s72-c/387970_306196429398123_100000233065754_1214244_1743555674_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-3029197925232232919</id><published>2011-11-01T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T01:09:47.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing unusual.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To begin with, i find the word idiosyncrasy somehow rather interesting, and what does it mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="header" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;h2 class="me" style="display: inline; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;id·i·o·syn·cra·sy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="body" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-left: 0em; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="pbk" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="pg" style="display: inline; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;noun,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pg" style="display: inline; font-size: 13px; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;plural&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf" style="display: inline; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;-sies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; display: block; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex" style="display: block; float: left; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 28px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="dndata" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 37px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;characteristic,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;habit,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;mannerism,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;like,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;peculiar&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; display: block; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex" style="display: block; float: left; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 28px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="dndata" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 37px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;physical&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;constitution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;peculiar&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;individual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="luna-Ent" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; display: block; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="dnindex" style="display: block; float: left; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; width: 28px;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="dndata" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 37px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;peculiarity&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: pointer; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;physical&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;mental&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;constitution,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;susceptibility&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="cursor: default; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;toward&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;drugs,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;food,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hwc" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.25em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So there you go, the definition of the word which i'd copy-pasted from the net. to cut things short, the word simply means being&amp;nbsp;dissimilar, unlike or well, different. be it from other people, different from a&amp;nbsp;stereotypical&amp;nbsp;way of thinking, or even different from the norms of the the society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;but then being different from others might have its own consequences and risks. sometimes, being different from the pack might cause other people to be&amp;nbsp;skeptical&amp;nbsp;towards that certain person, and being different too might cause that certain person to be blindly labelled as a weirdo or a freak. i sometimes ponder why are some people&amp;nbsp;so against to the idea of being different. i mean,&amp;nbsp;truly we can't all be the same, act in the exact same manner, what else think in the same way, right? so we might argue or complain as much as we want if a friend do things differently than we do, but then that's just how they are. mind you, i too complain sometimes if that ever happens, but then it wont bug me that long cause well, sooner or later i'll just have to accept how life works - people are just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;however, as contradicting as this may sound to what i was saying earlier, there are also times that it's just good to be normal. haha, yeah i know, whaaat in the world am i trying to say righht, haha. but the thing is, sometimes, there are just some things that we might occasionally think that they're bad, or think that they might corrupt ourselves in one way or another but in reality it aint that bad, really. it's just, well.. normal. lemme show you a couple of examples ;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;today as i was walking downstairs, i saw my ma and pa talking to each other on the couch. they were just sitting, facing the pitch black tv screen, and they were just having a chat. talking about their friends, how the weather is, and what they're planning to do tomorrow. i know it's nothing peculiar, nor anything special about that, but then somehow it got me thinking. it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; actually normal that sometimes, we would just want to have somebody to sit with and talk to. that urge to speak, talk about something, anything to someone. it doesnt have to be something immensely important as it could be as random as you want. but that's the point, cause&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;sometimes, ya know, it just feels good when you could just talk to another human being, voicing out your thoughts out loud for a change, rather than just monologuing inside your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; also normal to miss something or even someone at times. provided that you wont end up daydreaming most of the time. (er, yeah note to self that. haha) but a friend once mentioned to me that he misses how his mother would make him a cup of milo when he was studying back then when he was at home. and now that he's in college, far away from home, he wont be getting all those stuff anymore. (wehh if you're reading this, dont be too flattered ! haha) i guess sometimes, those simple gestures that people do, are the one that never fails to leave a tremendously huge mark on our hearts. and when all that are lost and gone from us, we just cant help missing it now can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so yeah, i would rant a whole lot more of that really, but then mama's already calling me for dinner. and well yeah, this post would end up being a super duper long one. but hey, sometimes one shouldnt be too hard on oneself if she or he's going through some rough patches in his or her life, cause that's just how life works. and that's how normal people go through their lives. bear in your thoughts and minds that there's always that somebody else on this planet that's feeling the same way as you are. thus, have no fear, because you ain't alone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. exam's is on the 11th. blimeeey i'm bloody scared. and yeah, stressed out too. suree cant wait for it to be over, which is on the 15th (wohoo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-3029197925232232919?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3029197925232232919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=3029197925232232919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3029197925232232919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3029197925232232919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/11/nothing-unusual.html' title='Nothing unusual.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8220596420944644743</id><published>2011-10-23T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T02:22:42.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silhouettes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;out of all the existing feelings one could ever feel in this whole entire world, i guess there's this one feeling that you ought to avoid because really, it brings you no good at all. that very feeling when you're still living in the past when everyone around you has moved on, or at least has achieved something good while you on the other hand, is still left behind under the shadows of yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i may sound all poignant in this post and the post before, but here's the thing that some of us are still clueless about, and i somehow wish that when somebody out there reads this, that somebody would somehow learn that he or she is not alone, and that there's someone out there that might be feeling the same thing they're going through.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living in the shadows of yesterday is definitely something that you would want to avoid in this life, dear reader, regardless of whoever you might be. and by this, it might mean anything that has got to do with something that has been done in the past, something unreachable and inaccessible, even how hard you might try to do so. it could have been something that you've done throughout the years of you being a student, a teenager, a daughter, a son ; or it could have been something that you've done with someone that was once special to you. it doesnt matter if it winds about your mistakes, your doings that you're regretting about or even something that you know you should have done, but you just didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i guess everyone knows this; you do, i do, he does, and so does she. we should just drop it and let bygones be bygones as they say. but really, it'll hit you hard that words are easier to be said, rather than to be carried out, especially when you're going through it at that very moment. so you might have just guessed it, i'll just say what i'll always say in my previous posts; go to Him whenever you're facing any problems whatsoever. even when whatever that's been revolving in your mind tends to haunt you over and over again, just.. try to think of Him instead, and with His wills, you might find a way to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;"Therefore remember Me (by praying, glorifying, etc.). I will remember you..." (Al-Baqarah : 152)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;but as i've mentioned earlier, nothing could be done as easy as that, because one must work hard for it and by this i mean we all have to work hard to get close to Him first. so with what i'm feeling right now- where everything that i see or i do, it just brings me back to the past with you in it, i know that i still have a long way to go. it's not exactly a good place to be, under the clouds of the past, but sometimes, i guess we all intentionally go there because it just reminds us of the good times we used to have back then. so what do you do? you know what to do, just hear out what that little voice in your heart says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;random rants. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-8220596420944644743?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8220596420944644743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8220596420944644743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8220596420944644743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8220596420944644743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/10/shadows-of-yesterday.html' title='Silhouettes.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-1626534025960740906</id><published>2011-10-18T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T17:14:54.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unattached</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is all my own." - Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749-1832)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so if you're ever wondering where have i been for the past two weeks, which i doubt you are, haha, let's just say that i'm in those phases where i'm just really really lazy to blog. but well, aside from the laziness, i've been superlatively busy with a whole bunch of stuff in college. test, projects, reports, presentations, you name it, they're all crammed in a few days time to be completed and to be passed up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hn55WdAZ-s/TqE2Rvb6e-I/AAAAAAAAAlo/VLVo7PSI10I/s1600/final+design+intec+go+green+on+shirt+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hn55WdAZ-s/TqE2Rvb6e-I/AAAAAAAAAlo/VLVo7PSI10I/s320/final+design+intec+go+green+on+shirt+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tee forrr my Go Green project !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;but this week though, i cant help having that feeling where i finally have room to breath. not that i've been suffocating for the past few weeks, but then it &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;actually quite tiring to have those worries and uneasiness in every breath you inhale. one thing i have to give it to you though, handling a project which involves a whole bunch of people from different programmes in your college aint an easy task to do. suddenly everything revolves around your head, every single task and every single problem, as if the whole enchilada is on autosave. and wow, how those crunch would come popping up in my mind regardless of where, when and what i'm doing, including during the lectures in class. and well, as you have might guessed it, prior to this, my grades are a bit off track. but then againn, i kept reminding myself to be optimistic about this whole thing. after all, everything happens for a reason, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, my post isnt really about how tiring my week had been nor about my grades that i'm very worried about, but what set me off typing this post is a movie i'd watched last thursday during english class. eventhough the choice of movie wasnt exactly something what i would have chosen myself, but well that movie definitely got me thinking to such an extent about the meaning of being attached to someone, or at least something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hpham2017.edublogs.org/files/2011/04/Hachiko-A-Dogs-Story-1t2c5e5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://hpham2017.edublogs.org/files/2011/04/Hachiko-A-Dogs-Story-1t2c5e5.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;oh yeah, the movie? well it was entitled Hatchiko. some might have heard it before, some might have not. and if you're wondering what it's about, it's about a dog. it's not exactly those types of movies that would keep you captivated nor make you sit at the edges of your seats the whole time it's playing, but i guess the ending of the movie was what endeared me the most.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a teenager, i was often told by a friend, or well at least by tumblr that i should never get too attached to a person, because once this person leaves, it would leave a scar in your heart. as corny as that might have sounded, i guess i do have a strong belief to that. but then again, Hatchiko somehow gave me a jolt that humans arent exactly the only living things on earth that have those feelings. shockingly, i've never thought about this before, but animals too, have such feeling to humans too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sorry for keeping you in the shadows of what i've been talking about, so just to keep things short, Hatchiko's about a dog who was immensely loyal to its owner up to an extent that It would wait for his owner to come back from work at the train station every single day at the very same time for years. &amp;nbsp;nothing remarkable about that huh? it was at the climax of the movie when the owner died, and well regardless of this unforeseen event, Hatchiko still goes to the train station every single day for the next 9 years. come rain or shine, he remained at his usual spot, anticipated for his owner's arrival. 5 years passed by, he still sticks around at the train station at the exact same time. 9 years gone, he still waited, up to his very last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventhough this might some fictionally to you dear reader, but this movie is actually based on a true story and this whole thing happened somewhere in Japan. well yeah, the point here is that the dog wowed me big time. i mean so maybe us humans get attached too easily to another person sometimes. and once they leave, of course it might leave a mark or even a scar, but then again the scar would just heal through time and as years pass by, that feeling would just vanish into thin air. but hey, that doesnt simply mean that we're not loyal. cuz come to think of it, there are some good to that, becasue He, definitely knows whats best for us humans. i mean if those feelings were to stick in our hearts for so long, dont you think we would be miserable for the rest of our lives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, sorry it this post might be a very long one, but here i am pouring my hearts out on what i've been confused about myself. feelings are what that i'll never fathom or comprehend. i mean sure we can lie to others about how we feel about something or maybe someone, but can we lie to ourselves about our own feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okaaay emo much? but this topic have been something my friends and i have been talking about lately, but as far as that conversation might take us, none of us would pour their hearts out about what they really feel. as for me, i guess i am in the same boat as they are. just waiting for that exact moment where the boat might actually just sink to the bottom. hahahaha crapping again, i know. this is getting boring huh? but yet again, like i've said it before, i'll never get this whole thing, or maybe i'm not just quite there yet to apprehend all this. i'd often advise my friends to ignore all those feelings and just kick them away, but look who's talking now huh? one minute the feeling's like this, and the next minute it'll make a 180 degree turn to a complete whole level of unexplained feelings. but by the end of the day, there are just times when even how hard you tried kicking this particular feeling away, it would just end up coming back. i guess the only resolution to this is just to seek help from non other than Him, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh i hate talking about this crap cause i would just end up talking nonsense. so i think i should just end this. way to go lah, i just scared my readers away. sorry if this is a complete and utter bore to you, but this is the end result of not blogging for the past two weeks. haha. i, better get back to my islamic studies now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fffff2;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...And whoever believes in Allah - He will guide his heart. And Allah is Knowing of all things. &lt;br /&gt;(at-Taghabun : 11)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-1626534025960740906?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1626534025960740906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=1626534025960740906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1626534025960740906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1626534025960740906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/10/unattached.html' title='Unattached'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hn55WdAZ-s/TqE2Rvb6e-I/AAAAAAAAAlo/VLVo7PSI10I/s72-c/final+design+intec+go+green+on+shirt+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-532769860436206470</id><published>2011-10-02T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:57:39.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darth vader</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you're wondering whether this post's gonna be about Star Wars saga, well guess again. haha, honestly i can't see any correlation between the title and the rants i'll be talking about in this post, but well yeah, darth vader seems to be the first thing that popped out of my mind when i think about the word death. i know right, death, such a grim word to say, and what else to be put as a title of a post (if i were to put it lahh, that's why i chose darth vader instead. &lt;i&gt;ughh, crapping, i know. sorry&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i dont know why, but the word death seemed to revolve around my head a number of times this weekend. again, i know this might be a depressing thing to talk about, and definitely a topic that we would avoid most of the time, but well yeaaa, it's not like i could stop my brain from thinking about it, even if i wanted to. soo must be wondering ey why am i suddenly talking about death? well, i'm sure everyone knows about the blast at Subang Empire last wednesday, no? well, even if you don't know about it, here's a picture of how bad the blast was ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamwaywen.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/subang-empire-explosion-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://iamwaywen.files.wordpress.com/2011/09/subang-empire-explosion-9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Luckily the blast happened at 3.45am, when obviously no one was there, except for the guards. but then it got me thinking, what if it happened at 3.45pm instead, when the mall's packed with patrons, window-shoppers, or even passers-by? what if i was there? i mean, i'd spent countless evenings during the 6-months-holiday, sitting by the window of one of the coffee shops at Empire, reading my novels and what if the blast were to happen at that exact moment? MasyaAllah, i know i shouldnt be thinking of such thing, but still, like i said it still got me pondering right up till this very moment,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;What if?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And then there's this friend of mine, &amp;nbsp;a classmate actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;she mentioned about the sudden change of&amp;nbsp;behavior&amp;nbsp;of this other classmate of mine (it's a he), whom i shall not mention both of their names, hehe. but well, she's always overreacting about stuff sometimes, but then somehow what she said bothered me for no reason. i mean, he did acted all weird and quite that friday, and she mentioned he was seeking for her forgiveness the night before. i know she was just joking when she said "is he like dying or something?" but then that somehow got to me for no apparent reason. i mean what if that really happens? Nauzubillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And finally today, a phone call was what finally got me posting this blog, eventhough i still have piles of work to do. turns out that my mom's best friend's just lost her husband to kidney failure this morning. it was sad really, especially when my dad's pretty close with him since i was still a little girl. i remembered he would usually give me rambutans from his&amp;nbsp;orchid&amp;nbsp;every single time i went to his house during the fruit season, and i definitely remembered how he would always visit us when we were living in johor back then. eventhough i'd never talk to him, nor had a conversation with him, i could still feel the loss, ya know? the loss of someone that i once knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;ah well, i have nothing more to talk about. i should end this and get back to my chemistry book. gosh, i have soo many things to do this week, tests to sit, presentations to be presented. haha that sounded weird. but anyway, they did say live life to the fullest right? yet talking about all these made me think - am i really prepared to face death if it were to come knocking on my door anytime soon? are you really prepared to face dear God? these things, they made us think dont they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Truly! To Allah we belong and truly, to Him we shall return." (Al-Baqarah ; 156)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-532769860436206470?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/532769860436206470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=532769860436206470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/532769860436206470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/532769860436206470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/10/darth-vader.html' title='Darth vader'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-1588838425078882577</id><published>2011-09-25T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T13:53:05.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected and unplanned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;has it ever&amp;nbsp;occurred&amp;nbsp;to you that it doesn't have to take a person to be on a bed in a hospital to actually feel pain? try looking at the faces of the families of those who are in their death beds, try scrutinizing their faces and what can you tell? i bet no one could make out which level of pain are they on at that very moment. now try thinking about the pain of the less fortunate, those who live in poverty. it's just heartbreaking for them when sometimes, even how hard they try to break out from the confines of their indigent life, they just fail. they just can't escape. be it money for education or medication, it'll always be a barrier for them to get those necessities, and well, that's pain for them, don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well hope it's not to late to say helllooo to you, dear readers ! (better laate than never kaan? haha) i know i sounded pretty depressed up there, but naah i'm nowhere near depressed lah. it's just something random for me to think, and for you to brood on. been watching a lot of the cable this weekend, so that somehow made me think a lot about those things i just ranted about. seriously weh, i think intec should provide us with cable in every house, at least our minds are not tooo bounded to books and the one and only source of entertainment : INTERNET. hehe, too demanding? those scholars who're living at casa subang have tv in their houses, fair lahh right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;nothing much happen since my last post. it's been a fun weekend so far, cause there are no tests coming up this week, so yeah if you still can't make out why this weekend is fun, let me put it in an equation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;no tests = no need to study = no books are touched, what else flipped whatsoever!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. though i have to bear in mind that there'll be two tests coming up the following week ( EEKK! ). okay okay, so to prevent any last-minute panicking next week, i should start doing some revisions now, shouldnt i? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;aaaand i'm out of ideas what to type in here already. so before i start going all mumbo-jumbo here, have a wonderful week ahead okay people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so i did something random yesterday. and i don't know whether i'll regret doing it or not. whether it'll haunt me again like it used to, or whether all those thoughts might come flashing back in. i know i shouldnt have done it, but i guess it happened unexpectedly? (eh waait, do i sound like i just commit some crime or something? haha no wehh, swear to god i didnt do anything bad!) anyway thankyou, for going through all that for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-1588838425078882577?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1588838425078882577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=1588838425078882577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1588838425078882577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1588838425078882577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/09/unexpected-and-unplanned.html' title='Unexpected and unplanned'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-393367951436930055</id><published>2011-09-22T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T02:21:19.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed by words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a picture was drawn, words were aligned, and explanations were meticulously planned. though i remembered coming up in front of class and everything went blank, and i just froze. lost for words, my brain rummaged for what's left in my mind, but it was obvious that words were scarce and everything that i'd prepared seemed as if they vanished into thin air. it was the first presentation during english class, and i was suppose to come up with a picture poem, and mine was about change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;haahhh &lt;/i&gt;so okay okay. enough with the dramatic intro. i could sense stress building up as you read through the lines, and i wouldnt want you to be stressing out while reading this, no would i? but the situation was real though, frustrating in the beginning, but as days turned into months, you'd eventually get the hang of it, if not soon, maybe later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a friend once quoted Nelly saying that language is not a meter of intelligence, its only a tool of communication. and what does language closely relates to? well, words. words are just one hell of a powerful thing, matter, object, gadget, classify words however you may like but words - well they're a necessity to us. words to describe. words to express our feelings. words to voice out our opinions. words to communicate with others. words to coax our families and friends. a person can utter a bunch of medical jargon if he wants to, but it would bring an absolute zero meaning if he cant understand a single thing he just said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;though with words also, one can deeply scar the other. one single word is enough to hurt a human being with actual feelings, giving him&amp;nbsp;(or her)&amp;nbsp;a much more painful effect than getting a cut by a samurai sword (haha okay that was random).&amp;nbsp;so &lt;i&gt;anyway&lt;/i&gt;, to cut the excessive boring rants out, a few words had changed everything today. words that definitely would scar, eventhough not deep, but still would leave a mark. it's not worth getting all sad and depressed about, cause really, i think i'm getting used to these all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;after all, words too have that ability to make people people grow stronger every minute and every second of their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i am dead meat, it's 2 am and class will be from 8am-6pm tomorrow. blimey ey? i better get to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-393367951436930055?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/393367951436930055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=393367951436930055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/393367951436930055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/393367951436930055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/09/changed-by-words.html' title='Changed by words.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-4087518623544243637</id><published>2011-09-21T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T00:48:09.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lackadaisical</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Audrey Hepburn once quote, " Laughter - it cures a multitude of illnesses". for those who might not know who Audrey Hepburn is, she was once a world&amp;nbsp;renowned British actress and a humanitarian, both at the same time.&amp;nbsp;i guess there are some truth that lies beneath those words of hers , especially when it comes to curing a wounded soul. (whoah, that's deep) but the truth is, you might never know when you'll be feeling deep shit emotional. you might just wake up one fine morning to be feeling all numb or miserable without any specific reason. and everything that you do or touch just ended up being so.. wrong. a piece of advice? find a friend that would never fail to make you laugh or smile at least! it might take up some time, but you'll find one. i can't exactly explain how i met mine cause it's a one-thing-led-to-another thing, but well i was lucky enough to meet this person. just make sure that person is easily reachable, cause you wouldn't want to be waiting for almost a whole day before someone would uplift your spirits back, now would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so anyway, ignore the title of this post, cause it has nothing to do with any of what i'll be crapping about later in this post anyway. a friend of mine just discovered that lackadaisical is actually a word, so yeah i thought i should make this moment memorable somehow, haha. &lt;i&gt;urgh, cut the crap syafaf.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;day #2 of the week, and alhamdulillah, so far everything's alright. i'm done with two tests, and there's another Writing Test that's coming up tomorrow morning. so yeah, yet again, i'm praying hard that this blogging would do me some good for my writing tomorrow. sometimes it's just upsetting and disappointing all at the same time when you have sooo many things going through your brain, but you just cant seem to find the perfect words to translate them on paper. sucks even more when you're so blur and even how hard you tried squeezing and squishing your brain cells out, not a single idea seems to be helping you. (oh god, nauzubillah)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i have to give to you tho, today's english class was interesting. Patch Adams was premiered during the 2-hours class and it was a classic piece of work i tell youuu. to begin with, it was one of those movies based on a true story, so it aint so fictional-y or illogical for that matter. oh and did you know that it was first premiered waaaaaay back when i was 5 years old? yeap, 13 years ago! i remembered watching it with my bro back then, and miraculously remembering how i can't make out a single thing out of that movie, nor could i fathom the main plot of the movie. all i could remember was a doctor with a huge red nose. but hey, i was five, sue me for being so naive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fMs8Gp5hRmM/TZee7YEFQOI/AAAAAAAABk4/wOqIP9UBoBA/s1600/patch_adams.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fMs8Gp5hRmM/TZee7YEFQOI/AAAAAAAABk4/wOqIP9UBoBA/s320/patch_adams.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;so anyway, i wouldnt want to blurt everything about the movie, which solely means that you have to check the movie out yourself. but you can mark my words tho, it was definitely a movie where you would find yourself laughing in the first 5minutes of the movie. there were some serious parts, of course, but it was just a awesome how they tend to weave humor, love, reality, etc into a tapestry of art. now a movie is considered as an art, isnt it? haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;god i wish i could type something more interesting in here, but i'm practically foraging for words to describe the movie. let's just stop here before i would just describe the movie so horrendously up to a point where i would just kill that slight interest to watch the movie in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;wish me luck for tomorrow and yes, prayy hard for me as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-4087518623544243637?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4087518623544243637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=4087518623544243637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4087518623544243637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4087518623544243637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/09/lackadaisical.html' title='Lackadaisical'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fMs8Gp5hRmM/TZee7YEFQOI/AAAAAAAABk4/wOqIP9UBoBA/s72-c/patch_adams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6637474759602644526</id><published>2011-09-17T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T19:42:22.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow paced.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so it's been a long day today. it's as if the time lingered around and paced around so slow that 10 minutes seemed to stretch to an hour or so. these cheap earphones of mine have been plugged to my ears since 8pm and the same song's been playing for the past 3 hours. i dont exactly know why, but i tend to do this a lot for the past few weeks - finding a song that i like and hitting the replay button for god knows how many times until i finally get sick of the song. haha, absurd, i know. cant's seem to explain the behavior&amp;nbsp;myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so ok, that was a weird way to start off today's post, especially from this lame' blogspot. but like i said, it's been a very long day today. i've been mopping around all day long, as if my favorite pet cat had died or something, though i dont remembering having any cats, or losing something valuable to me. i bet this might be one of the days that i just dont feel like doing anything. one of the days that comments in facebook seems a lot better unreplied, one of the days that invitations to go out seems unappealing somehow. and unfortunately, sleeping around on the couch with the tv on is the best remedy at this very moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;gosh, can this post get any more uninteresting? haha. yoooou betcha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;well this week has been a veeery veeery long week too. i guess it might have been the effects of having too much fun during the weekends, i guess i just ran out of energy later after that. haha, er okay, so that is the single most ridiculous and medically-irrelevant reason ever. but really weh, i ended up having a few scars, bumps and bruises after that futsal tourney, haha. my mum said i played like a boy but i honestly dont mind. cause all the aches and pain are definitely worth it eventhough we only ended up winning 1st runner up. okay la tu kan, considering the 2-days-training we had before the match. ngahaha, talk about last-minute training!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GbColmw0ioo/TnN-Jy71CmI/AAAAAAAAAlg/trO-9_7U5PY/s1600/DSC01026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GbColmw0ioo/TnN-Jy71CmI/AAAAAAAAAlg/trO-9_7U5PY/s320/DSC01026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;the explorace went alright, uber cool weh, eventhough we lost. (PFFT, honestly, i definitely sense some biased judgement ova theree) haha. really, cause we aced practically every checkpoints and to top things of, we were the first team to reach the end point! even a few of the people who was in charge at the checkpoints gave us good remarks on how good our teamwork was. haha, but heck, we didnt mind at all lah, cause the raya feast that night was even cooler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usNfzCcx_N0/TnN-aAUfzVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4BFLtKNc-VM/s1600/DSC01048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usNfzCcx_N0/TnN-aAUfzVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4BFLtKNc-VM/s320/DSC01048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;daayumn i had a pretty tough time contemplating what to wear to the feast, haha. i had to consult like 4 people before finally deciding to go with the kebaya. the guys had fun making fun of me in the beginning, as always. i bet by the end of the 4 semesters with them, i'll be teased-proof. yadayadayada, nothing happen pun actually haha, besides eating lah right. i guess the best part of the whole event was when my class literally made our own photoshoot in the middle of the event while there was a price giving ceremony going on in front. selamba badak kan, i know. haha. we took pictures up to a point where half of the crowd went back to their rooms already, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;as you may have guessed, due to the tiring weekend, the exhaustion finally got to me days after that. dah laa there were about 4/5 classes cancelled weh, and i know it must be weird right since normally class cancelled = more time to sleep. but well nope, that equation isnt really applicable to me, or errr perharps us (me and my classmates). to us, class cancelled = more time in the FREEEEZING library. haha, we were doing our revisions really, but unexaggeratingly-speaking, sometimes the chilliness of the library can extend to a certain point till i cant text no more weh. frooozen punya pasal. haha. so well, if i were to come up with a new equation, it would be like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;class cancelled = more hours in the freezing library = more energy burned to warm myself up = exhaustion by the end of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god this is lame weh, a very lame post indeed. so just to wrap things up, i have 3 tests next week - physics test, chemistry lab test and writing test (tolong laah this blogging will help me to write better somehow, haha) i should be doing my lab report weh, but i got diverted to posting this blog instead. OH OH OH and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;IRISH WEEK&lt;/span&gt; is next week too ! and i'm participating in the explorace, &lt;i&gt;yet again&lt;/i&gt;. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;wish me luck would yah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;yours sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-6637474759602644526?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6637474759602644526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=6637474759602644526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6637474759602644526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6637474759602644526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/09/random.html' title='Slow paced.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GbColmw0ioo/TnN-Jy71CmI/AAAAAAAAAlg/trO-9_7U5PY/s72-c/DSC01026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5420512343527823121</id><published>2011-09-09T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T00:33:18.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Espresso.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_7S9MO3M3o/Tmoedi78r1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/yEsONW05768/s1600/IMG_4462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_7S9MO3M3o/Tmoedi78r1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/yEsONW05768/s320/IMG_4462.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jb9fk-QTGmk/Tmoel6KEeFI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RSB-5U3p3Oo/s1600/IMG_4471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jb9fk-QTGmk/Tmoel6KEeFI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RSB-5U3p3Oo/s320/IMG_4471.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so yeahh okay, those are a few pictures of my bestest friends in the whole wide world during raya the other dayy. okay, i know the word bestest doesnt exist, but you get the picture of how much i really really and extremely love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been more than a week since my last post, and trust me, i've been meaning to post an update for the past few days, but college had been super hectic this week. note that i was aiming to start studying for my tests next week at 9pm, but well now is already 10.15pm and i havent even started yet. BAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i planned to post a very short and quick update earlier, when i was having my shower just now that is, but i'm not exactly sure of how short will this post be. cause there's a slight possibility that this post would end up being long,&lt;i&gt; as usual&lt;/i&gt; -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i am pretty hyper right now. the one and only reason for that is because i'd just gulped down a cup of my brother's espresso and i have no friggin idea that it would be so effective in such a short period of time. boy how i wish i could have the espresso machine in my room in Akasia so that i wont get so drowsy and sleepy every single night, every single time i flip open my revision book. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okay, i should really like really really be studying now. so here's a quick update on what's going on with my life and what am i feeling right now :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow is game day! yes, &amp;nbsp;i'm playing futsal and believe it or not, i'm going against JPA. yes, people, THE jpa that's currently showering me with a whole lot of affection and allowance. THE same jpa that's sponsoring my pre-u and my degree. HAHAHA i swear to god i have no idea how will tomorrow turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2&lt;/b&gt; sunday is explorace day and my teammates consist of my awesome classmates, namely Anna, Asleh and Fred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#3&lt;/b&gt; on that very same night as the explorace day, there'll be a hugeee openhouse for everyone at intec, minus the adfp students. and i still have no idea which baju raya should i wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#4&lt;/b&gt; i finally bought a barcelona jersey that i've been longing to buy for sooooo long. WOHOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#5&lt;/b&gt; i have physics test and islamic studies test next week, and note that my physics lecturer had been on medical leave for 3 weeks now, which is equivalent to 9 classes. so do the math, i am out of words to describe how worried i am with the test next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#6&lt;/b&gt; i have a mountain-high of work to do, which consists of paperworks, ridiculous essays, just to name a few. and i still havent started on any of 'em at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#7&lt;/b&gt; so far, my class had done 2 raya feasts - one done by us alone, the other with our english lecturer. yeap, the one that i'd mentioned before which is the super duper cool ms nidana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#8&lt;/b&gt; i dont get guys. they constantly keep saying that girls are unpredictable and girls are hard to be understood. well guess what, you dudes are utterly the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#9&lt;/b&gt; my current feeling right now? it's all mixed up again. try blending all emotions and feelings that you could possibly imagine and think of, and like i've mentioned before somewhere here in the blog, it all ends up with a slushy of indescribable feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all for now. i should stop. bahahaha, studying time. wish my luck for tmrrw, the day after and for the whole week next week !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;now that i'd finally see what i should have been seeing back then, it's much easier now to swallow all this and just leave it all behind. as hard as this is for me to admit this a few weeks ago, i guess now i'm finally done with you, really done with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5420512343527823121?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5420512343527823121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5420512343527823121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5420512343527823121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5420512343527823121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/09/espresso.html' title='Espresso.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_7S9MO3M3o/Tmoedi78r1I/AAAAAAAAAlY/yEsONW05768/s72-c/IMG_4462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-9187695349719529514</id><published>2011-08-29T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T00:50:45.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drained.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;yes people, i am completely drained. spring cleaning was indeed very tiring, and even though i had a short nap in the evening, i am still frazzled. yeahh, i know should be sleeping right now, but i guess a quick update wont hurt nobody. let's just hope i wont be raya-ing with eyebags tomorrow, haha. but have no fear tho, there's always make up, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;since it was the eve of eid, my sister came over with her family for our last iftar. syidad and rania tagged along too, and boyyy were they excited ! haha. i played the sparkles, and frankly speaking, i think i enjoyed playing it waaaay more than syidad and rania did ! my mum was being sarcastic, and i remembered she mentioning "ai, orang tua yg excited lebih ni". HAHAHA i just laughed cause honestly, i &lt;i&gt;was &lt;/i&gt;indeed really thrilled. why you ask? well, this would be the first raya in what? 5 years? that i dont exactly have to worry about any trial exams or end-of-year exams waiting for me as soon as the raya break ends. WHOOOPE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;as for eating wise, i'm saving my tummy for raya tomorrow. hehe, i suppose i'll be munching a lot tomorrow, wohoo. CAAANT WAIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;honestly, my mind's pretty blank right now because i'm dead sleepy. oh and yes, i got to meet nanin and dani today :) and that certaintly did made my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;there you were again today, making my day a whole lot better, effortlessly making me smile all night. even if my heart screams for you to stay, i know it'll never happen, not in a million years. but thank you, for making my day again. thanks a lot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYAA AIDILFITRI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MAAF ZAHIR &amp;amp; BATIN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-9187695349719529514?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9187695349719529514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=9187695349719529514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/9187695349719529514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/9187695349719529514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/08/drained.html' title='drained.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6931241089612505694</id><published>2011-08-28T23:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T23:41:07.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like before.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well people, tonight would be the last night of Ramadhan. it's a bitter feeling really, to see how a month full of blessings and goodness would just come and go that quick. and only He knows whether I'll be seeing Ramadhan again next year. i hope i will, insyaAllah, we all will. but still i guess it would be against the norm if i say that i dont have the least bit of that excited feeling to welcome the month of Syawal. which single-handedly means HARI RAYAA ! jyeaah baby, the time we've all been waiting for !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Alhamdulillah tho, just like a couple of years before, this would be the 3rd year i'd done 20 rakaats of terawih on the very last night of ramadhan. although the doa towards the end wasnt really as heart wrenching as it used to be back then. i mean, i think i'd posted before in this very same blog about how i could hear the imam's voice trembling as he recited the doa for our last rakaat of terawih. but this year.. well, i just didnt get that same feeling and well, that's just upsetting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so anywayy, let's not get into the emotional mood here. third day i'm posting here, and i bet no one reads these posts, other then danoy. haha. (thanks for being such a loyal reader bro, haha) not that i care tho, it feels good somehow to type something and posting it in this ever so mundane blogspot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;so to begin withhhh, i baked another 3 cakes today. which made a total of 6 cakes all together. can't help feeling like a cake factory weh, seriously. and after 3 days of non-stop baking, i would just like to highlight that baking requires muscle friends, no joke. can you imagine how hard it is to make the caramel for a fruit cake batter? sheeeesh it literally demands for endless stirring till it cools down. and just when you're about to think 'pfft, stirring jerr'. well think again ! i've to add the perfect amount of water, to get to the perfect consistency and yet at the same time prevent the caramel from coagulating with the rest of the batter. HAHAHA did i describe that okay? it was fun tho, and definitely satisfying. worth all the effort i would have to say, especially when it is suuuuper delish ! (cehh praising myself much? haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;other than that, nothing else happen. at least, nothing interesting. oh wait! there is one! nazneen came over to hand me a box of cupcakes and a raya card this evening. appreciate it love! (aw mann, which reminds me of the raya cards i promised my friends -.- haha am i too late to post raya cards to them?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;assignment wise, my slides for the upcoming english presentation is half way done. i hope i can get everything done by tomorrow. i wont wager on it tho, since tmrrw would be spring cleaning day. yes, it would be the day that i would voluntarily nominate myself for the bibik of the day award. hahaha, &lt;i&gt;okkayy&lt;/i&gt; crapping already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;i guess this is it for this post. nothing much pun, it's boring, bleeh i know. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;if i werent a muslim, i would probably be saying that god must have been reading my blog or something because something good happened yesterday, something that i'd been longing for, for quite sometime. but the fact here is that i am a muslim, and i without a single doubt know that Allah knows everything and what everyone's feeling. so thankyou Allah, for last night. it was good to be able to talk to him again. talking about stuff, normal stuff we would usually talk about. sure did brought me back to those days when we would just talk about something random all night long. thanks for making me smile again, just like before.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-6931241089612505694?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6931241089612505694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=6931241089612505694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6931241089612505694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6931241089612505694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-like-before.html' title='Just like before.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6797846653284069667</id><published>2011-08-27T12:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T12:24:04.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>productive days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;oh boy oh boy i'm all pumped up ! haha. i just baked 2 fruit cakes and 1 kurma cake yesterdaayy. and yes, i made chocolate chip cookies and cornflake cookies today ! oh and did i mention i'm done with my raya shopping yesterday too?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;haha told you these two days have been very productive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7sf0ticzqok/TliA7XDGm5I/AAAAAAAAAlU/XtSvbNUmUs4/s320/IMG00306-20110827-1226.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645403890196585362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but even as productive as these two days might have been, i still havent studied physics. or done anything with my presentation for english. blerghh why am i soo lazy these days? danoy's offering to help me, and i honestly do need his help. i'll just have to find time to meet up with him somewhere. after raya maybe? haha. so anway, these few days, it's either i'm stuck onlining or doing something else, something that doesnt involve me studying. honestly what have i become into? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;okay okay, so enough talking, or typing. i better start studying now. i dont know who might be reading this, but if you're doing preparations for raya, have fun doing so ! and for those who are going back to their hometowns, have a safe journey ahead would ya? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-6797846653284069667?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6797846653284069667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=6797846653284069667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6797846653284069667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6797846653284069667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/08/productive-days.html' title='productive days.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7sf0ticzqok/TliA7XDGm5I/AAAAAAAAAlU/XtSvbNUmUs4/s72-c/IMG00306-20110827-1226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8719560736809686679</id><published>2011-08-27T00:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T01:57:30.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month 17 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;well people, i have no good intros in my mind right now, nor any decent reason why i didnt update this blog for the past month and 17days. haha. but boy, do i wish i could be more persistent at updating this blog. i know it would do me good, especially for my english. have you any idea how lousy my english is these days? it's terrible, beyond words. i dont mean to grumble on how dreadful my english is on this post, but rather to update you guys on what's been happening lately. &lt;i&gt;that is&lt;/i&gt;, if anyone is reading this. hah, i doubt that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so anyway, it's been more than a month since my first day of class. i guess classes are okay, so far so good. at least that's what i've been telling everyone. of course there were a few frustrations and disappointments here and there along the way. but well, i rather not make too much of it cause i know it'll get to me if i get too engrossed in those stuff. sooo yeah, i'm still trying to balance up my life between studying and socializing. i know how terrible i was at doing tht in boarding school, so lesson learnt and yes, i'm trying to make a change here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4Xs-tREUeo/TlfeCWF-15I/AAAAAAAAAlM/LrRyyel-6Dc/s320/img082.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645224789803980690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;one thing i have to give it to you tho, my classmates are suuuper awesome wehh. no joke! (i bet they'll go super gay if they know i'm praising them here, ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ha) let's just say that they'll definitely make my day regard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;less of how awful that day might be to me. the lecturers are cool too, especially our english lecturer. she's the type that'd go "so yoou people cool with it?" with her two thumbs up, instead of "do you agree or not agree?" haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;chemistry's cool also, biology was okay too. although we all pretty much had a hard time to swallow the fact that our lecturer has a soft voice, haha. and her lectures? maaaan the slideshows were so fast we barely had any time to jot down anything! but in the end, she's pretty cool, we managed to get the hang of things so yeah, let's just say that we're enjoying each and every lesson as much as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;physics? HAHAHAHAHA dont get me started on physics. i mean the lecturer was cool too, but imagine this - they're trying to make a bunch of doctors-to-be to like machinery and mechanical stuff, which by the way in case you can't make it out by yourself aint really a good idea! tho one good thing i can make out from this is that when one person is clueless, he or she doesnt really need to be bothered that much, cuz practically everyone's clueless too. haha. i got my first big fat C for my first physics test btw, which i guess would be my first C in 3 years. i almost cried weh, it was one hell of a wake up call for me. hell yeah haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;haha guess what? i started this post, promising myself that this would be one short post, but man i guess it's too late for that now. oh and yeah, it's been almost a month of ramadhan now, and insyaAllah, raya is in 3 days. THEEE HELL? 3 DAAAYS?!! hahaha i didnt realize how time flies weh, but fasting at intec sure did made a whole lot of difference. we had to find our own food for iftar, and yeah i had to survive on cereal and oatmeal for sahur. serious weh, i have no effin idea how on earth did i manage to bear with the oatmeals. bleeeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i guess this is all for now. there are still lots to be typed in here really, but then it's already 1.40 am. which solely means that i would be half-awake during sahur tmmrw. haha, boy am i in troubleeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s. things have changed here and there for the past month. sometimes there were moments where i just wish i could have that good feeling i used to have during the holidays, when there would always be someone to talk to. hah, i know you guys have no idea what the hell am i crapping about. but just so you know, you might see me smiling all the time, laughing and well giggling all day long, but still, i wish i could have that feeling back. one simple feeling that would make a whole lot of difference, and definitely make my life complete.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-8719560736809686679?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8719560736809686679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8719560736809686679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8719560736809686679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8719560736809686679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/08/1-month-17-days.html' title='1 month 17 days'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V4Xs-tREUeo/TlfeCWF-15I/AAAAAAAAAlM/LrRyyel-6Dc/s72-c/img082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5469433918564872978</id><published>2011-07-10T11:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T11:15:30.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>expect the unexpected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "&gt;haaah, i don't exactly know why, but i have the sudden urge to type this blog this morning. eventho i should be packing my bag (for i shall return to my college this evening, haha), i think i'll just have to succumb to my worst habit yet, which is procrastinating. so anywaaay, this post shall be about the beginning of a new chapter of my ever so mundane life. what shall i be babbling about the next few minutes? it's about the beginning of my COLLEGE LIFE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 19px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J3iJFWLT5yA/ThkXCYMy_1I/AAAAAAAAAlE/tAdV4k4a_zQ/s1600/300px-INTEC_Logo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J3iJFWLT5yA/ThkXCYMy_1I/AAAAAAAAAlE/tAdV4k4a_zQ/s320/300px-INTEC_Logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627554538999447378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 23px; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go, i'm now officially a college student and currently am doing my A-levels for Medicine at INTEC, shah alam. daaayumn did i sound like as if i've been doing my A-levels for a year when in reality, my class havent even started yet ! well, it's starting this wednesday, InsyaAllah, so while you're reading this, please pray that i'll do very very well throughout my 2-years programme because hell, i am soo freaking out right now. i know i shouldnt, but my brain's all rusty and i just hope i wont be soo clueless during my first class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(50, 50, 50); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 17.6pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;now about my hostel. haiya, let's not call it hostel shall we? it sounds soooo boarding school-y. haha, let's call it my residency (see how much cooler that sounds?) i'll be staying at Akasia college which is in seksyen18. the campus is in seksyen17 so yeah, i'm sure you can make it out yourself it's not really that far. but still, we have to catch a bus every morning to go to our campus from our residency. have no fearr tho (at least that's what the seniors have been telling us all week, haha) there'll be ample of buses to commute us back and forth from the residency to the campus, tho i'm still unsure what time should i be waiting for the bus every morning to avoid the crowd. i guess i'll be applying the trial and error method this coming week so that i'll get the hang of things in INTEC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 17.6pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); "&gt;my residency is quite cool, definitely more than what i'd expected. and the best of all is, Alhamdulillah turns out we're the luckiest batch ever since INTEC'll be upgrading all the furnitures in our apartments. which means we'll be getting brand new beds, lockers, sofas, study table, etc. WOHOOOO ! I LOVE YOU INTEC ! haha. oh yeaah speaking of apartments, we're suppose to share our apartment with 3 other people. so yeah, yet again, Alhamdulillah i managed to get 3 aweeesome housemates namely Hanim, Iedot and Baiti. the coolest part of all is that all of em used to be studying in boarding schools, so yeah, we're all pretty used to this boarding-school-life. Hanim's my roomie btw, and thank you god we're not that awkward with each other. and plus, she's from kelantan! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1RigpNOKMk/ThkXCBM3vfI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ABvc0TzoRqM/s1600/263530_10150234527996440_654561439_8009293_5397301_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1RigpNOKMk/ThkXCBM3vfI/AAAAAAAAAk8/ABvc0TzoRqM/s320/263530_10150234527996440_654561439_8009293_5397301_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627554532825742834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(50, 50, 50); font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px;"&gt;orientation week was okay, quite cool actually. altho it was actually quite long for an orientation. 5 days weh, and since it's being held at the campus, we only get to hit the sack at around 12/1am. then we're suppose to wake up at 5 the next morning. hey, i'm not complaining here, i sweaar, haha. but i guess after living the life of sleep-anytime-time-you-want-and-wakeup-anytime-you-want for the past six months, everyone was pretty weary during the whole programme. haha, yes people, including me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(50, 50, 50); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 17.6pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); "&gt;there's a whole bunch of LDKs being carried out throughout the orientation, and it was pretty awesome since we played sooo many mind-twisting games. hahaa, i said mind-twisting, when in reality it's not really like that pun, it's just a bunch of games where you just have to think out of the box. then there's the tepuks. urghh i soo hate the tepuks weh, it's like i cant escape doing it. the thought of actually leaving all the tepuks behinds when you leave high school life, well, lets just saay, think again! there's the tepuk kangaroo, tepuk ali baba, tepuk gajah, etc etc. thank god i'm soo used to doing all that in seseri, i wasnt even bothered by it anymore. haha. thaank you seseri !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 17.6pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); "&gt;oh yeaaah, did i mention i had to act during orientation week? bloody hell weh, it was embarrassing! hahaha and it was pretty annoying too when everyone's re-quoting all your lines the next day every single time you bump into them. tho i have to give it to you tho, it was one hell of a fun experience too. definitely a superb way to start a brand new life in college. well, i least i hope it &lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;a superb way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 17.6pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); "&gt;so yeah, to wrap things up, college life's pretty awesome, at &lt;i&gt;least&lt;/i&gt; for now. not to mention how lucky i am to have a lot of friends there! i guess this is the cool thing about attending all those educamps and interviews during the holidays, i sure met a lot of familiar faces there at intec ! and yeaaas, having my best bud Nazneen at INTEC sure made me feel less awkward there. it's nice really, to be mingling with new friends and not to mention with people coming from all around malaysia ! tho one serious matter i have to deal with right now is to remember all the names. I EFFIN'LY SUCK AT REMEMBERING NAMES WEH. i definitely should do something about it, find a cure to it or something. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 17.6pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); "&gt;guess this is all for now. i'm going back to INTEC this evening, and well leave subang again. haha, so far i'm not feeling&lt;i&gt; thaat&lt;/i&gt; reluctant to go back there. at least not how i usually feel when i was in boarding school. i hope this feeling will stay like this for the next two years. haha i wont wager on it tho. OHH WAIT, before that, do yoooou have any idea how cool INTEC's library is? OHMYGODDD, the coolness of it just made the level of my nerdyness to rocket sky high ! haha. okaaai lah, that's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(50, 50, 50); line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 17.6pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: rgb(50, 50, 50); "&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5469433918564872978?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5469433918564872978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5469433918564872978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5469433918564872978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5469433918564872978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/07/expect-unexpected_10.html' title='expect the unexpected.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J3iJFWLT5yA/ThkXCYMy_1I/AAAAAAAAAlE/tAdV4k4a_zQ/s72-c/300px-INTEC_Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-9146983719844000261</id><published>2011-07-08T13:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T09:52:53.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“Change the changeable, accept the unchangeable, and remove yourself from the unacceptable.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-style: italic; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Denis Waitley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;what do you know people, i'm back blogging here at this long-forgotten blogspot. well, i'm not so sure if my english is still in good shape. so yeah, just bear with me (whoever you are), and just.. dont wager on this post to be one hell of a good post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been verrry long eh, since my last post. and urgh, did the last post suck. i mean can i get more emotional than that? excuse the lame' and emotional posts, it's just that you can never know how boredom and depression while sitting at home doing nothing can get to you, bigtime. to be honest, i'd de-activated this blog a few months back, since i thought that there's no point in having a blog when you dont post anymore blogs, right? but then there's this someone that had got me re-thinking of what i'd did and he definitely got me staying up till 2 in the morning reading all my previous blogs, &lt;i&gt;well,&lt;/i&gt; not exactly all but yeah, i definitely did read my 2008 posts back when i was in form4. good times, good memories, and definitely good english back then. boy do i miss high school life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;haiyaa, sorry if this post turns out to be an emotional post too, but i just cant help it. the thing is, everything around me is changing. it's not that change is all together bad, but it just sucks at times. realizing how my posts had changed through out the years, boy did that bothered me. i was so cheery, always in good spirits, happy back then, and to compare to my last few posts, haaah i bet you can deduct everything all by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;even as terrifying changes can sometimes be, i guess i should just stay optimistic all the time. speaking of changes, there's this one huge change in my life that i am glaaaaad to share with you. I'm now in college! it's a wonder really how time flies so fast, feels it was just yesterday i was in form4, struggling to fit in at my boarding school. alhamdulillah, thanks to the two tormenting years in boarding school back then, it definitely did help me a lot to fit in at college. tho i cant really say or be sure of anything just yet, because i'd just been there for a week and class havent even started yet. it's one hell of a mashed up feeling really, like those smoothies at Boost. ahaha, weird way to express this feeling, i know, but well i'm getting there. i'm thrilled, i'm nervous, i'm confused at times, i'm petrified. try combining all of that and try put it into a blender and then hit the blend button. what do you get? a smoothie of indescribable feeling. hahaha but i guess this is normal right, it's just a phase, i know. i'm being optimistic remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;i'll talk about college in another post. (heh, i hope i'll be diligent enough to type another post) but come to think of it, i better do something about my english tho, since i'm taking up IELTS soon. &lt;i&gt;wohoo&lt;/i&gt;, cant wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;so yeaah anyway. not sure what more should i say in this post, i began this blog with a whole lot of emotions clogged up in my head, and i guess i'm alright now. hey it's not that i'm not alright before i began this eh, i'm perfectly okay and fine here. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;now that's the problem really, with blogging i mean. the only reason why i stopped blogging was that because i just cant seem to translate the exact feelings i'm experiencing into words. it kinda sucks really, to be inflicted by a whole bunch of feelings, a whole lot of it at a single time. and even the feelings are gushing uncontrollably in your head, you cant seem to get hold of it, not even one. it's pretty messed up sometimes. haha, confusing too. but i guess this is the part and parcel of growing up. everything's changing buds, time to deal with the changes, &lt;i&gt;all by yourself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-9146983719844000261?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9146983719844000261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=9146983719844000261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/9146983719844000261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/9146983719844000261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-do-you-know.html' title='what do you know?'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-1399325497030066406</id><published>2011-03-13T13:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T15:24:06.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wait,</title><content type='html'>&lt;space&gt;&lt;space&gt;&lt;space&gt;&lt;space&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mp-sk.swf?myid=57504453&amp;amp;path=2010/06/16" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="mycolor=d91818&amp;amp;mycolor2=301A0F&amp;amp;mycolor3=6B412E&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false" width="400" height="180" name="myflashfetish" salign="TL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:200px;height:90px;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT. a simple four lettered word that almost everyone has to encounter at some point of their lives. be it waiting for a train at the train station, or even waiting for someone special to us to come back home. at some point, we all wait. a mother has to wait for 9months for her child that she's been carrying around to be born. and it sometimes amazes her how that long wait can seem so worthless to her child when she or he's all grown up. now let me ask u a question. have you ever waited for something that it felt as if it is so long when in reality it is actually just for a few mere seconds and how sometimes waiting for something felt so short when in reality it actually took us months, maybe years? waiting can be hurtful, waiting can be a moment when every second that walks past seems like hours. take it for a person, and that person can be anyone you like. be it a child, be it a daughter, be it a son or be it a wife. to them it doesn't really matter if the wait will take them hours, months or even years for them to see their father or their husband again. but is it really the truth? i mean waiting can be so hurtful sometimes. especially when we're standing alone, waiting for something or someone who is not guaranteed to come back to us with our expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sure we've waited for something in our lives. we've waited for our take out foods from a fast food outlet. we've waited for our test results after sitting for it when we used to be in the shoes of a school student. but sometimes it got me thinking, waiting isn't really bad. had it ever came to you that sometimes, a person needs that waiting just so he or she could think of something, sometimes think for something really deep. for instance, if you could just stand in the midst of a crowd at the train station and if you could just see all the faces of the people waiting for their trains. what can you see? what can you translate from their faces while they wait for their queue to board on the train. god knows what's in their mind. for a student, maybe she's thinking what shall she say to her mother and dad as she comes home. for a father, maybe he's thinking how is his children doing at school today and for a mother, maybe she's thinking what will she be cooking for her family when she gets back home. what if the period of waiting at the train station doesn't exist? it doesn't have to be at the train station, be it waiting for the person queuing up in front of you to move a step closer to the counter, be it waiting for the tv commercial to end, or even be it waiting for a call from someone who mattered to you. what if those waiting doesn't exist at all? will a person have the time to be thinking of their lives just for a second? will a criminal waiting for a death penalty have the time to redeem themselves to dear god? our lives are just running pass us really fast when we're occupied by something. but waiting for something, or at least someone, somehow just freezes the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;waiting isn't really that bad, is it? but yeah, i do have to admit, waiting isn't really that good either. a wait for something to happen can be tormenting sometimes. especially during that period of time, there seem to be no hope for it to really happen. sure we will get the advice to never give up, or even be patient during the wait, but what if every conversation or even every chat with someone just make the waiting even longer than ever, that at some point we just wish that the wait will come to an end. we are all afraid, really. afraid to admit that there is actually a risk where the wait would somehow disappoint us in the end. afraid that our expectations or maybe other peoples' expectation will be crushed when all the while we're waiting for something will finally hit us that we've wasted the whole time waiting for nothing. i guess this is the point where we just have that little faith to dear god, that there'll be something good that will be lying for us at the end of that wait. after all, god knows the best for each and everyone of us. so i guess the only thing to hold on when the time seems to linger so slowly, is that god is the only One that knows what's best for us in the end and everything always happen for a reason. so the only advice i can chip in here is that the next time you're waiting for something or someone, be it a text message which you are hopping that could cheer you up, or even be it waiting for someone who mattered to you to come back home and give you the warmest hug you used to get, just..wait. and even if everything that you've been waiting for all this while doesn't happen the way that you'd hope, it's okay. have a little faith that everything will be okay and dear god will always be there for you. so if we just have faith to dear god, The Only One and The Almighty, i'm sure there everything that we've waited all this while would be worth waiting for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-1399325497030066406?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1399325497030066406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=1399325497030066406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1399325497030066406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1399325497030066406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/03/wait.html' title='wait,'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-4929776481846986701</id><published>2011-02-13T15:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T15:43:22.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing new.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;nothing much to post really, but i just read my last post about wishing for a change about something. well, i guess some wishes are just not meant to be granted. people come and people go, and that's just that. i got really bummed out at first, but i guess it's normal. but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;then it got me thinking that things always happen for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;nothing's new really. i dont really know how to put this, and i guess how i'm thinking this might get you all think it's wrong and all. but i guess having 'someone' sometimes make you wanna get up in the morning everyday, just to get all excited about what will we be the surprise for today. what will we talk about, and what will we do together or some sort. hey, i'm not saying that no someone means no purpose of life. we do have our purposes in our lives like our responsibilities towards god, ourselves, etc. but sometimes i guess we just need that jolt. that 'thrill' to make our lives be more meaningful and stuff. i know i sound immature, but then hey, i'm a teenager. blame me for watching too much tv. but i believe that there's some truth in whatever i'm saying. as human beings, i guess it'd be nice if you'd we waken up by a text wishing you - good morning sunshine !, when your eyes are just barely opening to that glaring sunshine or your mum's loud voice waking you up. (heyy, dont get me wrong, i do wake up early for my morning prayers, i sleep back right after the prayers okay, haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i guess my mum would be mad for reading this for having such fantasies i got from those american movies i'd watched. but i think anyone would want to wake up early in the morning, just to get excited on what will you be expecting today. no, i'm not saying to expect anything big, but sometimes, the smallest gestures like wishing a person to have funn making lunch by yourself would definitely draw up that smile on the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ahh, i think i watch too much movies these days and i just cant stop imagining things that i dont think would ever happen to me. i know what you're thinking. am i like those people who would just shake their heads and deny things, saying - naaah, those things would never happen to me and a couple of days later, the thing does happen and they'll go extremely happy and act all excited. well, i guess it had happen to me a few times. but it's definitely rare. and i'm greatly thankful for the past ones that i'd encountered. i really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;aah enough of these huh. i'm not supposed to be acting all depressed and stuff when i should be enjoying my life while i still have the time to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;so yeaah, till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-4929776481846986701?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4929776481846986701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=4929776481846986701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4929776481846986701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4929776481846986701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/02/nothing-much-to-post-really-but-i-just.html' title='nothing new.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-2557610817935545637</id><published>2011-01-13T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:05:09.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stepson.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha. i know i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt; to blog earlier. but nazneen and ammar got me into tumblr and i guessed i'd pretty much ignored blogspot. you see, due to the devastatingly massive boredom, i guess posting random pictures are way easier at tumblr. it's quite fun too and i guess words are just words and people are not interested to read about other ppl's life anymore. well, things change, and everything will soon or later change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it seems that this might be an impossible thing to wish for, but please. please change this ending into something awesome for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-2557610817935545637?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2557610817935545637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=2557610817935545637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/2557610817935545637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/2557610817935545637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/01/stepson.html' title='stepson.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-2046048254609449834</id><published>2011-01-06T09:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:18:08.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, blogspot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;here's the deal. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; for ignoring this blogspot for a veeery long time. now that i'm bored as hell sitting at home, i guess i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; blogging ! HOHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;btw, happy birthdayy danoy ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-2046048254609449834?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2046048254609449834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=2046048254609449834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/2046048254609449834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/2046048254609449834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2011/01/sorry-blogspot.html' title='Sorry, blogspot'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8660617430053062866</id><published>2010-11-07T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T00:30:34.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now that fun's over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's time to face the reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;even how tall the wall will be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;promise yrself that you'll nvr give up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if you ever fall down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;get back on your feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;always remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that there are arms that you can fall back into,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;they'll never let you fall on your back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;of fall deep into that dark hole,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;promise yrself that you'll do the best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;regardless of how horrifying the test might be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;never be tired of learning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;never be a coward,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;never be scared to face the future,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as future lies ahead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as future would tell you when,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;where,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and how, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you're gonna grab that dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the dream you've been having since yr five,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;strengthen your heart up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;find a way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to find that spirit again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the one that's slipping away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;remind yrself that the picture would soon be colourful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yet again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;like it used to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;immediately after,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the test is over !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;go myself ! i can do this ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAA you too people, i wish you the best of luck for SPM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-8660617430053062866?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8660617430053062866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8660617430053062866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8660617430053062866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8660617430053062866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/11/super-something.html' title='super something.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-3526902514428592978</id><published>2010-09-19T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T02:15:07.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syafaf is Sitting for Spm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TJUACsaudJI/AAAAAAAAAkA/P6uvo7EEiRo/s1600/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518316964695405714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TJUACsaudJI/AAAAAAAAAkA/P6uvo7EEiRo/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahh yes buds. S for SPM, looks like this is the end of it all. i had fun with you buds and all the best of luck to yoouhh people ! going back to school tomorrow :( so yeah, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 months&lt;/span&gt; time and it'll be all &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-3526902514428592978?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3526902514428592978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=3526902514428592978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3526902514428592978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3526902514428592978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/09/syafaf-is-sitting-for-spm.html' title='Syafaf is Sitting for Spm.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TJUACsaudJI/AAAAAAAAAkA/P6uvo7EEiRo/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-7155331400291331679</id><published>2010-09-10T21:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:30:42.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>named.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO WORLD !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515279302848279778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TIo1TgNV9OI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RigS4gsjhv4/s320/DSC_0020+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meeet, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Syadwa Rania&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so there you go. after a wholee long day of thinking and deciding, i never knew that giving a name to a baby would be so hard. HAHA. but come to think of it, people will be calling her by that name every single day for the rest of her life. so it was quite understandable and well, acceptable when it took the whole family a whole solid week to agree on a single name. ohh yes, the meaning ! as tongue-twisting as the name might be, the meaning's awesome, really. HAHA. well at least we think it is. rania means princess in arabic, while syadwa means a person who is devoting herself to god (seee, told you the meaning's awesome) aa dah dah, that's all about her for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ohhh ohh and last but not leaast ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515291061379199506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TIo__8Jk8hI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Np8rh_ya5lk/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI, MAAF ZAHIR &amp;amp; BATIN BUDS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;"&gt;au revoir,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-7155331400291331679?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7155331400291331679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=7155331400291331679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7155331400291331679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7155331400291331679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/09/named.html' title='named.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TIo1TgNV9OI/AAAAAAAAAiI/RigS4gsjhv4/s72-c/DSC_0020+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-7463022101516752780</id><published>2010-09-09T12:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T12:59:16.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flowery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm preetty worn out and i have a sore throat. but i cleaned my room tho. and by cleaning i mean REALLY clean it till it's squeaky clean, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. dining room's done , kitchen too. now it's time for me to clean the bathroom and most of all, clean me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;plan for tonight ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- invite kakak to come lepak lepak with her new baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- play bunga api with syidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not study&lt;/span&gt;, hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- ice kacang project with mama !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- iron baju raya - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IMPORTANTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;kakak's new daughter a.k.a my new niece is still nameless - sadly. be prepared tho, because i think we're naming her tonight. since tomorrow's already raya en, and there'd probably be a lot of people asking what her name is. haha. good luck in finding a name for her sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got to proceed with the last task of the day ! (besides finishing addmaths haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then, au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-7463022101516752780?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7463022101516752780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=7463022101516752780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7463022101516752780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7463022101516752780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/09/flowery.html' title='flowery.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-7871767188187809411</id><published>2010-09-09T00:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T02:03:31.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not there yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i did something extraordinary today. that was - i prayed terawih 20 rakaat hehe ; for the first time ever :D abang's not home and he'll be back by tomorrow night. so unlike other nights, whereby i'll go back home with him after 8 rakaat of terawih. mama said it would be fun, what else on the last night of ramadhan, but i didnt really buy it when she said it then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;honestly, i was preeety tired half way trough, but i strengthened up myself for i wouldnt want to waste this final night. i didnt really feel anthing in the beginning, besides feeling sleepy, until it was in the last sujud of the 20th rakaat when it finally hit me - this would be the last sujud of terawih for this year and god knows if i'll ever make it to ramadhan next year. a lump made it through up my throat but quickly i swallowed it back. and thenn the imam read the doa and it didnt really take a genius to hear that his voice was shaking and trembling as if he was about to cry. thanks to &lt;em&gt;sekolah agama&lt;/em&gt; which i had involuntarily attended during my primary schooling years (yes mama, thanks for sending me hehe) , i did made out not much, but a little bit what the doa meant. pretty much like the feeling that i had felt earlier, he too was feeling sad for ramadhan, the month full of blessings will be over in one day time. i guess he cried in the end but it was sad really, because not a single drop of tear came out from my eyes. i heard a few people sobbing silently in the corner while the prayers were being read, but then again, i guess i'm not quite there yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seeyou &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ramadhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i'll be waiting for you again next year. insyallah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s . tmrrw's spring cleaaning day - the day that'll make me bibik of the year HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;au revoir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-7871767188187809411?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7871767188187809411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=7871767188187809411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7871767188187809411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7871767188187809411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-there-yet.html' title='not there yet.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-4070009588766431984</id><published>2010-09-06T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T13:44:06.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brand new.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today started like any other day that ever exists in my book of life. however, the good news finally came about thirty minutes or so ago that my sister had delivered a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;baby girl&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;em&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/em&gt;. i have myself a new baby niece which means syidad is now a brother. haha he had this broad smile when we told him that he's a big brother now. wasnt sure tho whether he really did understand what we were saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh well, off the hospital now. ohh and how raya this year would be a lot &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;merrier&lt;/span&gt; with a new family member ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-4070009588766431984?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4070009588766431984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=4070009588766431984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4070009588766431984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4070009588766431984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/09/brand-new.html' title='brand new.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-605407865097122591</id><published>2010-09-06T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T01:04:45.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the fact that ramadhan will be ending in three days time is sad, really. i hope to see you again ramadhan, insyallah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s. RAYAAA HERE I COME ! (inspite of the painstaking homework waiting on the desk =.=')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-605407865097122591?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/605407865097122591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=605407865097122591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/605407865097122591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/605407865097122591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/09/sad.html' title='sad.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8270047039321320875</id><published>2010-08-27T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T00:25:25.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mygod.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OHMYGODDDDD WEH. finally i'm home, after being like a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;prisoner&lt;/span&gt; for a whole month in school. there had been sooooo many things going on since my last post and it'll be a bore if i start telling you evrything anyway. altho, i should say that the international programme with the thai students was aweeessome + the school carnival too. it was one &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; of a tiring week, but come to think of it, gila best laah. the thai students rocked my sock ! HAHAAAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/THfbtvaSCkI/AAAAAAAAAhw/DFvQaByYQ9U/s1600/DSC01362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510114247978388034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/THfbtvaSCkI/AAAAAAAAAhw/DFvQaByYQ9U/s320/DSC01362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we rocked the programme, didnt we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/THfbtFBFIDI/AAAAAAAAAho/XHfvvUdwZw0/s1600/DSC01361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510114236598394930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/THfbtFBFIDI/AAAAAAAAAho/XHfvvUdwZw0/s320/DSC01361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with the thai dudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/THfbsTTHwKI/AAAAAAAAAhg/xoE_gVsQmx4/s1600/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510114223252291746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/THfbsTTHwKI/AAAAAAAAAhg/xoE_gVsQmx4/s320/DSC01312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;school carnivaaaal, this made us rich haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/THfbrWS_24I/AAAAAAAAAhY/apuAO6mPtQU/s1600/DSC01343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510114206877211522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/THfbrWS_24I/AAAAAAAAAhY/apuAO6mPtQU/s320/DSC01343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAAAAHA i dont remember his name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ohh ohh AND TRIALS is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OVAAA!&lt;/span&gt; daaah la weh, i'm jst gonna stop here for now. i'll update more laterrrr. anyway, it's been sooo good to be home weh. best je tidor tadi HAHAAA. happy sahur-ing tmrrw people. i'm gnna go chop my hair short tomorrow ! jyaaah HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-8270047039321320875?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8270047039321320875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8270047039321320875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8270047039321320875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8270047039321320875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/08/mygod.html' title='mygod.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/THfbtvaSCkI/AAAAAAAAAhw/DFvQaByYQ9U/s72-c/DSC01362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5045748562369379576</id><published>2010-06-20T13:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T14:17:51.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TB2uXmsiTgI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mcM7RZNyAdU/s1600/DSC_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484731641754701314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TB2uXmsiTgI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/mcM7RZNyAdU/s320/DSC_0521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GUESS WHAT? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; okay don't guess. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; just tell you. history was made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ysterday&lt;/span&gt;, as i went to the movies with papa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ysterday&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; i know it may not be a huge thing to you buds, but well, let's just say that the last movie he ever went was during Monster's Inc. was premiered. and that was like ages. he sort of dozed off during monster's inc and i sort of got angry at him (i was a little girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;laaa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; time) so since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ysterday&lt;/span&gt; was practically my last day of holiday, i was desperately in need of a friend to watch toy story. so i asked papa to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;teman&lt;/span&gt; me. and he said yes ! he dozed off again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; but this time i just managed to crack a smile watching him in the cinemas. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;laa&lt;/span&gt;, he's such a good sport to accompany me, so yeah, it's okay dad, i love you no matter what (even when you sort of almost snored in the cinemas) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i love my dad. he's not the kind of dad who gets angry all the time when i disobeyed the rule (not that i have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;) or things like that. he's the kind of a dad who would give you wise advices and cut newspaper articles just for the sake of my own good. he's not the type of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;superdads&lt;/span&gt; you'd watch in the telly who could be everything at once. he has flaws but he's flaws made him my own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;superdad&lt;/span&gt;. i love you daddy, happy father's day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;DONTTT&lt;/span&gt; WANNA GO BACK TO SCHOOL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;TODAAY&lt;/span&gt; ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; what's the point. this is it buds. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; off to school on couple of hours. as school re-opens, I'm left with 5 more months of schooldays. bet it's gonna be 5 crazy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;nerve wrecking&lt;/span&gt;, heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wrenching months. pray for me buds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5045748562369379576?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5045748562369379576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-3673652901596907208</id><published>2010-06-16T23:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:56:12.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adorable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so okayy, turns out that they left me a hersheys kisses by the gate (hey no bombs !) hands down, it was classic haha. to think that they'd wld walk that far just to put a single hersheys by the gate HAHAHA you guys crack me up lah (cehh dont get too flattered woi) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thnks buds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;appreciate it loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-3673652901596907208?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3673652901596907208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=3673652901596907208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3673652901596907208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3673652901596907208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/06/adorable.html' title='adorable'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-3141804385691216190</id><published>2010-06-16T13:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T14:05:34.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i went out with a couple of my buds yesterday. all i can say is that i came back home realising what friends are really about in the first place. guess i missed out that whole point a while go and boyy did i have fun with them ysterday. hey dont get me wrong here. friends at boarding school are great, but well you how competition can sometimes makes people see things in a completely different perspective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anywayy, (damn that just spoilt the mood didnt it HAHA) we had a blast yesterday ! eventho it was just for a short while kan, but still, laughing and talking while munching our lunches was enough to cheer everyone up. we ate at secret recipe for lunch. (i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; nazneeeen for belanjaing us ! HAHA )ohh ohh and before thatt, we had ice cream at gelatisimo. guess nanin had a stomach cramp for eating ice cream in the morning HAHA but the ice cream was yummmeh HAHA. ohh i was the first to arrive ysterday, headed to mph where aika then met me there. then met aziem, and then finally nanin. to cut things short, there's a lot of screaming and shouting and hugging when we met. there werent many people during that time, so yeah to hell with the people! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after lunch we went searching for aika's cousin's brthday present. haha we bought this adorable pink dress for the cousin - using aika'a money of course (duh). went to cold storage later after that, but then shortly after tht my mom texted saying that she's on the way to pick me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i guess i'll post in a few pictures later on my next post. i know this post is kindda short, but you cld nvr imagine how awesome yesterday was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah, about the 'everyday-a-single-post' thing. haha guess it's not working out. guess laziness took over me all over again. ohh ohh i had a nightmare the other night. i dreamt i got a 39 for my chemistry. wuddahell weh, i cried my guts out when i received that test paper and to see Ms Foo's face getting all disappointed, well that almost killed me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;DANNGG that had just made me realise what i'll be facing when school reopens in 4days time. 4 DAYS TIME?! i am so doomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;guess this is all for now. i have to babysit syidad for a while. ahh bummer HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh and dani and faris said they had put something at my gate. i'm gonna check it out after this. finger's crossed they'd not planted a bomb there. HAHA joking (but god knows what that two are up to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-3141804385691216190?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3141804385691216190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=3141804385691216190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3141804385691216190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3141804385691216190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-should-do-this-more-often.html' title='loves'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6334178406310408436</id><published>2010-06-08T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T00:25:27.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>train trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hello people !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dangg 12.01 already? grr how time really flies. nothing much on the update tho. i watched the time traveller's wife half way today. taaapi havnt got the chance to continue the other half. so far, i wld have to say that the movie is quite interesting. altho it's quite a shock to find out that the movie was given an average of C+ by the movie critics. dangg nak tgk, but it's already past midnight. so yeahh, guess that's all fr now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s. do you know that i have just discovered that the word practice is spelled with the letter C before the letter E ? serious wehh, mati mati i thought it was spelled with the letter S instead of C. HAAAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;gdnite love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-6334178406310408436?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6334178406310408436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=6334178406310408436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6334178406310408436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6334178406310408436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/06/train-trip.html' title='train trip'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5452257536459808648</id><published>2010-06-07T23:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:37:46.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>croissant and brioche</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TA0XmLxb0FI/AAAAAAAAAg4/sCPub5-eCWE/s1600/Croissant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480062266342363218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TA0XmLxb0FI/AAAAAAAAAg4/sCPub5-eCWE/s320/Croissant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;had lunch with abang ysterday afternoon. mama and papa had to attend a couple of weddings - again. grr, sometimes it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pisses me&lt;/span&gt; off big time. it's like weekends are attending-wedding-days for my mom and dad. just for the record, sometimes it makes me feel tired just by looking at them. and seeing them rushing here and there made me the one to be exhausted instead. well, nobody should be blamed tho. my mom and dad, well they're both undeniably very good people. why i assume you ask? well most of the time, i will be the one bragging and whining on behalf of them especially when one wedding invitation comes after another. but then the only reply i got frm them is that the reason they went is because they dont wanna disappoint their friends - imagine other people doing the same thing to us. yelaa yelaa so &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;lesson learnt&lt;/span&gt; there ; avoid disappointing friends even if it'll costs you your time, energy and not to mention money too. HAHA joking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anywayy, the croissant and the brioche at the loaf was uber tasty. ohh ohh and you should try the U.F.O and the raisin bread too cause my dad said it was damn tasty. okay so he didnt exactly said DAMN tasty. aa you get the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeaah, guess this is all for today. you see, i had this holiday resolution - to update this blog at least once a day, since ya know how this blog will normally be abandoned during school days. so yeaaa, i know this post is one hell of a crappy post. HAHAAAA i'm sleepy la wey. tmrrw's a big day! gnna finish up the ever-so-thick physics module. dont worry Sir Hadip ! i will nvr let you down HAHAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;goodnight, sleeptight !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5452257536459808648?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5452257536459808648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5452257536459808648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5452257536459808648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5452257536459808648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/06/croissant-and-brioche.html' title='croissant and brioche'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TA0XmLxb0FI/AAAAAAAAAg4/sCPub5-eCWE/s72-c/Croissant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8482917496249698575</id><published>2010-06-06T21:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:02:19.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;seriously, these are just random thoughts due to the uber boredness ysterday. enjoy tho. HAHAAAAA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know how they say the tube spoils the youths’ brains? Guess i would have to agree on that. Watched 3 chick flicks today. Gosh how it made a teenage girl think and dream so much. Those movies, how it made people to fantasise all those perfect proposals, the perfect boyfriend when they, actually do have their own rules, regulations, family traditions. Don’t we all have our own traditions and customs that we should abide? It’s true how the cable makes people wonder and ponder all kinds of stuff that doesn’t even makes sense. It gives people false hope. False dream. False everything. It’s a con. It’s horrible. But i guess it is normal for a normal human being to actually feel lonely. I guess it does feel good when there’s somebody that we know tht will always be be there in case of these kind of situation happens, you know, being left alone. You could just text a person. Or if that person’s kind enough, he or she’ll will give you a call of perhaps make sure you’re feeling okay. Or maybe say, ‘’if you need anything, i’ll be here’’. Sometimes it’s good to hear someone is actually being worried over you. Asking you whether you had lunch or are you doing okay there by yourself. Even a simple reassurance when we said we’re okay seems to mean everything to a person. Does everyone really do feel that, or it’s just me being all emotional and redundant? HAHA hey, blame the chick flicks. Sometimes it feels good if there’s a friend that you could hang on to. Through every situation regardless of what the consequences might come out to be. I know it’s impossible, what else at this kind of age. Some people may think that boyfriends are the best solution for this. I might say that i wouldn’t completely disagree on this. It just feels good sometimes. To know that there’s always this person who’d be the one to catch you when you’re falling down. Oh i know, you’d be asking, what about family? Don’t they matter? Of course they do. But what happens when they’re the one who made us feel that we’re in some kind of 100feet hole underground and there’s nowhere else to escape? What happens where they’re the one that we’re hoping to seek help, but they’re not there to ask help from. What happens when the only person you misses the most isn’t there to help you? You’re alone, with no one to call, no one to ask help, no kind of transportation. Scream all you care. No one would be there for you. What will you do? Will you wait? But for how long? Is it considered as exaggerating if i say that that particular person would feel there’s a huge hole in his or her heart that she’s been longing to fill it with something valuable? Something that matters. Something that could be cherished even if the moment or that thing had long gone. When that happens, there’s no other way but to do the only thing that any human being can do. One thing that he or she should have done first, which is to seek help to god. But what happens when that doesn’t help? That doesn’t work out? Keep trying, keep asking, keep begging Him. don’t lose hope, He’ll always be there. But sometimes a person could miss Him so much that the person would give Him everything just to feel that exact feeling again. That same feeling of peace, tranquillity, that feeling of being secured by Him. All those feelings when we cld feel tht we’re so close to Him. what had happen? How could that feeling have slipped away? What have that person done that it seems now that the feeling is so far away. And when that wrong feeling starts to take over, everything just doesn’t seem right. Oh how that person would give his own life just to get that feeling again. That feeling that we’re always being watched over. but everyone knows He still does. He will always do that. But we’re human. That person could have never escaped from making all kinds of mistakes in life. All the turns that person had made. All kinds of unanswered questions that are constantly being flowing from that person’s mind. Could that person get that feeling back? That person could, if that person tries the best she or he could. I guess that person is afraid. Afraid that everything that she or he does may not be accepted. But there’s no excuse to stop trying, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what i mean when i said watching telly makes people think all kinds of stuff. It gives human being all sorts of idea that sometimes could come out to be something good, but most of the time; it goes the other way around. Ask my mom and dad, they would have agreed on this. Guess there’ll always be ideas and unanswered questions coming out from our minds every single second and every single minute of life. So what are we left to do? Guess it’s up to us to find our own answers. Find our own resolutions. Even if nothing seems to bring us the answer, there’s always Him for us to seek answer from. Have faith in whatever we do, have faith in Him. After all, He is the one who knows everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;demm, wish ms vas could read this HAHAHA guess what'll she think of this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-8482917496249698575?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8482917496249698575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8482917496249698575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8482917496249698575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8482917496249698575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/06/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8824743934585440375</id><published>2010-02-20T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T00:02:44.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aint so bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haaa okaay. short post, i promise !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i just looove to post last-minute blogs eh? haha well yeahh, like you've predicted, i'm going back to school tmrrw. it's been a very very interesting holiday this week. hahaha besides being a complete lazy ass, i've done nothing useful to myself at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anywaaay, being a form5 in a boarding school is quite a fun thing weh. suprisingly lah en. since you can do whatever you want without worrying nor expecting gnarly eyes staring at you or maybe even hearing voices you hate to hear badmouthing you. ohh ohh things even got better especially when the form4s entered last three weeks! (tak buli ahh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but the life is still super hectic tho. thaat, you cant deny laaa en. lagi lagi spm this year. my goddd weh, sometimes there's like no room to breath at all. it's like free periods have been banned in our life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;. tapi la enn, there's no denying that it mayy be a good thing tho, i guess. it's like you'll be sooo busy with work and stuff, it makes you soo preoccupied sampai la by the time you realise - oohmyygodd, the school holidays is in 3days ! hahaha mann idk. frankly speaking, i dont really wanna think much abt it. all i wanna do is just go wth the flow and hope i'll be ready enough to get this spm over with. muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dah laaaa. dah kata short post. i'm soo sleepy lah. i guess i'll only be back again on the 13th of march. that's like in three weeks. pleaaaase laah pray for me there wont be anymore suprise-exams during this 3weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay okay, off to bed for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lots of love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-8824743934585440375?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8824743934585440375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8824743934585440375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8824743934585440375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8824743934585440375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/aint-so-bad.html' title='aint so bad'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-7731607154789175689</id><published>2010-02-01T13:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:34:13.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dude behind the counter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hellloo there. well, due to the fact tht i'm going bck to school this evening *grrrrr*, i thought i should just do a quick update on this blog right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so nothing big really happen really. it was just like one act, leading to another act, till i got into this situation that i thought would be interesting to post here in my dusty blog. haahaa so the whole thing starts when i was in such a panic mode after finding out that i cant print my documents for this school curriculum thing. i know how they say doing things at the eleventh hour will most definitely end up with some kind of a calamity, but i'm afraid i would only give an 80% of my agreement on that ol' saying. adehh, dah start crapping. so okay to cut things short, my brother's laptop was with him, and he's currently in jakarta. so it's okay, i calmed myself down, saying the photocopy shop behind FnG could perhaps save me. so on the way back from mydin, i went there lah right, but only to find out that the guy's stupid computer is like super ketinggalan zaman sampaikan it cldnt read the documents on my pendrive. dah la charge gila mahal, can you believeeee that he was about to charge me one ringgit for a piece of paper ? so i made my way to the car cursing to myself for doing this thing last minute MUAHAHA. okay okay so then i start panicking again. got back home and papa said he's going to ss15 to run some errands. so then it hit me, AHAA ! BORMAS is the solution !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so okay, i made my way to bormas on foot since papa parked a bit far. got up the stairs and then got myself into the airconditioned room. all the counters were full with people. so i walked and found out that the counter at the end was unoccupied. some dude wearing a shirt with his sleeves roled up to his elbow at the counter was like facing downwards, checking up on his watch then typed something on the computer. so okay, i walked down the counter asking- 'nak print boleh en?' and that was the minute when he raised his head, and he looked up to me. whoah, my heart made a leap the minute he said - 'yeah, boleh boleh', BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA this is sooo cheesy. that is all actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;guess this is the effect of getting locked up in the school filled with girls for a whole month. haiyoohh, i better do something about this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah, in the end, my documents were printed afterall. and the best thing iss, it only cost me 10cents/paper. CURSEEE YOUU PHOTOCOPY DUDE BEHIND FnG! maaan my brain is so twisted right now. dah dah, for you people who have read this, you have just wasted 3 valuable minutes of your life. MUAHAHA i better get my things packed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;au revoir !&lt;br /&gt;lotsoflove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-7731607154789175689?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7731607154789175689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=7731607154789175689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7731607154789175689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7731607154789175689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/02/dude-behind-counter.html' title='dude behind the counter.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6294760837532232417</id><published>2010-01-03T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:04:44.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, everything must come to an end aint it? so does school holidays. i'm sorry buds, for not updating this blog for so long. it's not the fact that i dont have anything to blog about, it's just there's too much things to type into here tht i'm afraid i'll nvr be satisfied with what i'll post here. deep huh? guess this emotional feeling of leaving home for school isnt going anywhere for a while. this shitty feeling is like blocking the whole brain from working straight. i hate to leave you ma, and so does you pa. but well like they always say, one more year and i'll be done with school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;spm's coming this end of the year. i'll have to work hard to achieve what they'll be expecting from me. i'll have to work extra hard to reach upon what everyone's expecting me to achieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;buds, frankly speaking, no one could ever replace you for anything other. nanin, aika, danoy, effy i'll love you most no matter what, since you've been there most of the time. i know i've been an ass quite a number of times, but you guys had stuck with me ever since we've known each other. making really good friends takes loads of time, that's why it's hard for me to find a really good friend here, in my new school. nvr told anyone about that, but yeah, this is all i could finally let it out on this unplanned blog. for the rest of my buds, not a single person on this earth will ever be able to replace each and evryone of you. you people remember that ! wait for me lepas SPM nnt, and we'll rock this usj2 for real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so guys out there, who's reading this of course, i wish you the best of luck in reaching yr new year's resolution. and for my buds our there, let's kick some SPM's ass, and let's achieve that straight A's for ourselves and for our mom and day ayte. thnks a load for makng this holiday one hell of a vacation fr me. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; YOU LOADS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;au revoir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-6294760837532232417?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6294760837532232417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=6294760837532232417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6294760837532232417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6294760837532232417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-it.html' title='this is it'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5574168102483967485</id><published>2009-12-06T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:05:24.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's killing me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;heyho people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeahh well i know i havent been posting any blogs lately. mostly because i'm too lazy to type really really long posts eventhough i'm pretty much bored to death. okay so fine, maybe i'm exaggerating much. but well, blogging isnt really my thing for this hols. cant explain why tho. last friday was awesome by the way. it was aika's birthday so i went crashing her house that morning. we had a movie-marathon which was ultraaa awesome wei ! we ended up watching about 4 movies - Coming Soon, I Love You Beth Cooper, Talentime, Music and Lyrics. frankly speaking, the second movie was the best of all HAHA seriously we ended up laughing our guts out. that same night we went for pizza with my long-lost buds. haha it was fun at first, but well yeah, unlike for them, the night went down the drain for me. naahh, i'm not gnna tell you why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeaah saturday was awesome too. went breakfast with my sister and brother-in-law at Bangsar South. syidad (my 2yrol' nephew) tagged along ofcourse, ruining our drinks. seriously, he's becoming more and more mischievous then everrr. he ended up throwing lumps of tissue papers into our drinks and yelling 'OH NOO!' once the tissue paper literally 'entered' our drinks. yeah, it is kind of funny. that night i ended up lepaking at taipan with my mum and dad which was awesome. havent done that for a while wei !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today was okaay too. had breakfast at syed. i ate paper tosai which was yum-mey ! HAHA. we went fruit-shopping after that. seriously, we do shop for fruits. haha peculiar enough ? yeah yeah so then later in the evening papa decide to bring us to putrajaya for dinner. it was raining laahh, rugi wohh i cant take pctures. it was still cool tho. roti john ended up filling my tummy haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anywaaaay itu je. but then it has been ages since we had an awesome weekend lah. guess i miss it that much. oh and yeah, i miss my big brother too laaaa. gile tak aci he's having fun at the states. seriously bro, you better bring me home lots of pressies. hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dah laaa. i'm sleeepy. homework must be finished by this week wohh. mummy had just let out her first warning hahaha. bye loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5574168102483967485?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5574168102483967485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5574168102483967485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5574168102483967485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5574168102483967485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-killing-me.html' title='it&apos;s killing me'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5932135551981516921</id><published>2009-11-27T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T15:59:51.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/Sw-GBRWv8LI/AAAAAAAAAgg/LMi0gRRHGdw/s1600/Picture+301edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408689033892065458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/Sw-GBRWv8LI/AAAAAAAAAgg/LMi0gRRHGdw/s320/Picture+301edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/Sw-GAhyrLnI/AAAAAAAAAgY/o8Y7oem2fBE/s1600/Picture+287edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408689021124292210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/Sw-GAhyrLnI/AAAAAAAAAgY/o8Y7oem2fBE/s320/Picture+287edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/Sw-GAM1USnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/IDsJl8eqWjM/s1600/Picture+238edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408689015498230386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/Sw-GAM1USnI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/IDsJl8eqWjM/s320/Picture+238edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/Sw-F_5ZKfKI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kQOJrBdT62M/s1600/DSC00665edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408689010279873698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/Sw-F_5ZKfKI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kQOJrBdT62M/s320/DSC00665edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BUDS dohh haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;our trip to the museum was uber awesome. lepaking sambil belajar, that's wht my mom called it haha. sry fer the late update. there was just soo much going on everyday. nwayyy, selamat hari raya aidiladha you people ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till i type in moree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5932135551981516921?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5932135551981516921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5932135551981516921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5932135551981516921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5932135551981516921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-you-buds-dohh-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/Sw-GBRWv8LI/AAAAAAAAAgg/LMi0gRRHGdw/s72-c/Picture+301edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-7396146440930120409</id><published>2009-11-21T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T16:12:17.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, i am still alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeee i'm still alive ! semalam baru pulang dari asrama for the holidays WHOOPEE. so yeah, today i just went to midvalley since i havent been shopping for ages. bought myself a supadupa cool shirt by TRL. daayumn terasa nak shopping lagi ! hahaha and not to forget makan too. gila do, i'd been craving all kinds of stuff to eat weh this holiday. and yes, before i forget, i have given up to loose down some weight sbb it just didnt work. crap betul. i'm sleeeeeeepy and i'm tired due to the fact that i havent shop for some time. (remind me to buildup my stamina again haiyoohh) this'll be a short one. i'll type in somemoree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lots of loveee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-7396146440930120409?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7396146440930120409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=7396146440930120409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7396146440930120409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7396146440930120409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/11/yes-i-am-still-alive.html' title='yes, i am still alive'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6360821821956262492</id><published>2009-09-25T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:50:04.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curse you !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO GET THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THE FINALS IS IN TWO FRIGGIN WEEKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I BARELY KHATAM-ED ALL MY 10 TEXT BOOKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THE STUPID PREFECTS CAMP'S GNNA BURN MY NEXT WEEKEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;THE SCHOOL'S JAMUAN HARI RAYA'S GNNA BURN MY NEXT NEXT WEEKEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO TELL ME DARLINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;BILAAA NAK STUDY LAAAAA ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IN A NUTSHELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MY RAYA PRACTICALLY ENDS THIS SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'M FEELING VERY VERY ANTI-SOCIAL RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO YEAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS SOOO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAHA BYEEEE LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maaan this post sucks, doesnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-6360821821956262492?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6360821821956262492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=6360821821956262492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6360821821956262492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6360821821956262492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/09/curse-you.html' title='curse you !'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5213135104164063397</id><published>2009-08-31T11:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:56:36.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to doomsville</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962374942298418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SptBTARNETI/AAAAAAAAAfw/T_j1dX01G4s/s320/merdeka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 52nd BIRTHDAY MALAYSIA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i drop dead &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so it's merdeka day today. but the celebration this yr wasnt really a ginormous one, mainly because merdeka this year falls in the month of ramadhan. so it's okay, my love towards you will forever be in my heart, malaysia! hahahaha skema gila but what the heck, i'm proud to be a malaysian. especially after watching those patriotic movies they'd premiered for the last few nights. Memoir Aisyah was awesome, and Hati Malaya last night was superb too. except that my dad and i was the only two left watching the movie last night. itu pun we sort of fell asleep towards the end. the funny part was, my dad was like awaken by the shouting of MERDEKA in the telly and he was like half suprised plus half puzzled "haaa? dah merdeka dahh?! bukan tunku abdul rahman baru kutip duit nak pegi london ke?" so clearly, we missed a lot in the movie. haha. whatever it is, we both woke up for sahur in our sleepy mode today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramadhan so far is wickedly awesome. we broke fast at my dad's cousin's last night, and did our terawih at the uniten's mosque which by the way was huge and well yeah, air-conditioned. okaay so jakun, wtvr. and well yeah, that hottie/edward cullen was there too. and i thought he went away to united states already. turns out belum. so yeah, the food was fantastic, and it was fun to meet up with my dad's cousin's children ( i still cant quite make it out how am i really related to them).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh i went to pyramid ysterday too. and that was like my first visit in 2 months. and i was like whaaaaaat the hell happen here? it had only been 2months but yet, there were quite a number of upgrades and stuff like that. i didnt know burger king is now at pyramid - that's one. and also the Girls outlet. so yeah, outdated, tell me about it. so the main purpose of going there was to complete my brought-forward-shopping-spree, but the only thing that had left me in sheer dissapointment was that i ended up buying these items : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962385914510546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SptBTpJLvNI/AAAAAAAAAf4/s7nNgYo7VEI/s320/Picture+0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375962394183110754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SptBUH8kkGI/AAAAAAAAAgA/XmQdEbKD6u8/s320/Picture+0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;WHICH HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH RAYAAAAA ! for godsakes, i hate sales. they often made me melencong to buy other stuffs. although i really do need the water tumbler and it was ridiculously cheap and cool at the same time, so buying it wasnt exactly a complete waste. now the post box. heheee, it's actually a tabung. it was coool la wey, how can i resist it? i bought another one shaped like the london's phone booth and that's for our english-practical teacher who is about to leave us next week. heeeeeeeeyy wait a minute. something just hit me, now i can use the tabung to actually keep my duit raya ! hahahhahahaha so it has got to do with raya afterall !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT EVERTYTIME, THE FUN HAS TO COME TO A BLOOOODY END. i'm going back to school this evening. which sucksssssssssssssss big time. i dont wanna go back laa. but well, what can i do, life must go on. okay dah, my time is up. packing time. aiyoooo, i'll definitely miss my mom's cooking and terawih with my buds. apa apa aahh. bye people, selamat berpuasa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. i maaay be back on the 11th of sept for the weekend. but tak sure lagi. haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;bon voyage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5213135104164063397?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5213135104164063397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5213135104164063397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5213135104164063397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5213135104164063397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-doomsville.html' title='back to doomsville'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SptBTARNETI/AAAAAAAAAfw/T_j1dX01G4s/s72-c/merdeka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-3874753041551827348</id><published>2009-08-28T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:41:42.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuzzy wuzzy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SpfzuUkcslI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nbO0bWRpS7U/s1600-h/bang.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375032657411093074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SpfzuUkcslI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nbO0bWRpS7U/s320/bang.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so the title sounds lame, who the hell cares. haha so i watched Hot Fuzz today. seriously, the ending was super cool. there was definitely tonnes of shooting and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;killing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;scenes. which made it ultra awesome. got scolded by my mom tho, she made me watch al kuliyyah, so i watched. it was about to end tho, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there's nothing to update laa people. ohh except i'd done half of my raya shopping. damnnn early, i know, but what to do laaaaaaa, isnin dah kene balik asrama. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;crapsomania&lt;/span&gt; betul. so yeah, the thought of having to skip the annual shopping spree with my mom sucks enough. aaa tak sukaaa. what ever it is, life must go on. daaang, i hope the time really fly super fast this time. haha. dah la, my mind isnt functioning very well. till i type in more, hasta luego !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-3874753041551827348?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3874753041551827348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=3874753041551827348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3874753041551827348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3874753041551827348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/fuzzy-wuzzy.html' title='fuzzy wuzzy'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SpfzuUkcslI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nbO0bWRpS7U/s72-c/bang.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8470753588828350633</id><published>2009-08-27T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:05:35.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot em'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SpfyI6dJxXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/J3AiGpz2OEo/s1600-h/img015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375030915234383218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SpfyI6dJxXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/J3AiGpz2OEo/s320/img015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;harharhar. shoot me if you want for not updating this blog for a month and a half. HAHAHAHA fyi, i'm so effing proud right now for being such a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super duper awesome lazy ass&lt;/span&gt;. seriously, i've been sleeping most of the time. and and and i think i've turned into a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;potato couch&lt;/span&gt; over this few days! woot. i guess this is the consequences for being away from home for 5 weeks. yes dude and dudettes, 5 weeks of school. the sound of it just makes you feel &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt; to your stomach eh? trust me, you do not want to feel that feeling what so ever. it's not that i'm hating boarding school, but maaaan, having to go through the exact same thing over and over and over again for 5 weeks is like so boring. haha let's just say that if someone's planning to kill me, tht person could plan a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;perfect assasination&lt;/span&gt; since i'd done the exact same thing every single day at the exact same time. *pukes*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anywaaaaaaay, there's nothing much about what had happen. now that i had realised, school without &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;boys&lt;/span&gt; is like the world without &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha wuttahell am i crapping. so anyway, i miss my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;buds&lt;/span&gt; freakishly very much. i miss nanin and aika and danoy laaa. i miss everyone in seaafield. i bet JIHAN MAKELAH misses me too. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;currently i'm hungry ! mostly sebab i'm fasting laa. so via this lame blog, (i hope it's not too late hehe) i'd want to wish ALL my dearest most lovable muslim friends &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY RAMADHAN AL MUBARAK.&lt;/span&gt; mann i miss fasting at school with you buds. i wonder how will it be like fasting in boarding school. what if the food for sahur &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;stinks&lt;/span&gt;? maan, this sucks. ohh ohh but i do hope i'd loose some weight. since i'd gain a couple of kilos. HAHA BUSTEEDD. but anyway, just to remind myself and well yeah, you buds out there too, celebrating ramadhan isnt just for the sake of loosing some weight, it's also considered as a landmine of pahala where you are very much encouraged to do loads and loads of good things and well banyak banyaklah beribadat. so yeah, buckle up people, it's time to earn more pahala from Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so okaaay the lazyness has taken over me all over again. till i write more. till then, selamat berbuka puasa and have a super fun time stuffing your empty stomach with those ever so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;yummmmy food&lt;/span&gt;. au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-8470753588828350633?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8470753588828350633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8470753588828350633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8470753588828350633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8470753588828350633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/08/shoot-em.html' title='shoot em&apos;'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SpfyI6dJxXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/J3AiGpz2OEo/s72-c/img015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-4103108698673224332</id><published>2009-06-13T13:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T13:04:13.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there's this song that's ridiculously annoying and making me feel gloomy all day. maybe it's because i have got to go back to school TODAY. i used to hate sundays. mostly because there's this person where i used to have to say goodbye to on sundays. turns out now that i'm hating sundays because i have to say goodbye to my precious bed, the fingerlicking food, the telly and most definitely, my faaaamily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hate this. i hate this. and let me bold it to make it even clearer for you.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE THIS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know how i wanted to go to boarding school ever so badly back then, and believe me, i'm not regretting this whole thing. but my mum said this gloomy-feeling-slash-hating-sundays are normal among my siblings. so yeah, i guess it runs in the blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anyway, to my buds (if yr reading it lah) i'm so damn sorry for not being able to hang out with you guys. seriously, it sucks for me. damn weh, this holiday has been one hectic one, i mean with the wedding and all. i havent even got the chance to hang out at sunway pyramid with my buds. *GASP* and that's like a ritual for me during the hols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;had a very good time tho last night. my brother treated us at the m.o which was awesome. except syidad got super hyper active after eating a bar of kit-kat. definitely the sugar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so my holiday's officially ending in T-3hours. crap. crap. crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so goodluck guys, all the best to you. i'll probably be seeeeing you buds during the august break. but then it'll be our fasting month huh? let's just cut it short ayte, i'll spend every day of my life hanging out with you buds AFTER SPM IS OVER next year. you okay with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay buds, i'll see you next time. allow me to go back to the dark dark hole of eeeevil. hahaha joking. i'll be fine. *happy thoughts* *happy thoughts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bon voyage !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-4103108698673224332?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4103108698673224332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=4103108698673224332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4103108698673224332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4103108698673224332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/06/go.html' title='go'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5504926221581367792</id><published>2009-06-12T18:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T19:46:19.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight bowling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SjIrhzZRvWI/AAAAAAAAAdg/w29Aj2-qRdo/s1600-h/DSC_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346383567374105954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SjIrhzZRvWI/AAAAAAAAAdg/w29Aj2-qRdo/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm baaaaaaaack peoplee ! so yeah, i was back in subang since wednesday but well, seemed like mr. lazy invited me to lazyville again. thus i became ridiculously lazy to update this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;although, going back to kelantan this time was suprisingly mega awesome, eventho the whole trip only lasted for 3days. besides attending my cuz's wedding (yeah, she's in the pcture with her brand new hubby hahah) i had also met a superduper hot hunk - yet again. bahahaha. &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt;, i hope this bumping-into-hothunks-at-weddings wont grow into a habit. and i mean seriously. but then again, mygooddd he's gorgeous! and friendly, aaand also helpful. although danoy doesnt seem to approve of him. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;later that evening i went bowling with my cuzzies. it was daaamn awesome. the girls went bowling while the dudes went to play pool. the bowling alley was super packed so we had to wait for our turn. our turn finally came after an hour waiting. it was already 11 so yeah, we played till 12 something. gilaa lah, our lane was like the noisiest lane in the bowling alley. and and dah la the other lanes are all occupied by guys and our lane was like the only lane occupied by girls. so then the dudes came to the bowling alley and they sort of 'rescued' the ones that are loosing. hahahaha and yeaah baby, i won both games ! eventhough both scores werent really something to be proud of. hahaha that evening turned out ultra awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eventually everything has come to an end. headed back home later that morning. i slept trough the whole way back as a result of going back home late and having very little sleep (seriously, my mom woke me up 4.30 in the morning just to make me pack up my things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this is a very boring blog, huh? seems like it didnt turn out like i'd imagined. ah well, i have to jet. and dayumn wehh i have to go back to school this sunday. craaap lah. by dudes and dudettes. till then, cheerio ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s. i haaad mega awesome time at munirah's today. too bad munirah has to go back to her boarding school tmrrw evening. good luck mun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5504926221581367792?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5504926221581367792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5504926221581367792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5504926221581367792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5504926221581367792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/06/midnight-bowling.html' title='midnight bowling.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SjIrhzZRvWI/AAAAAAAAAdg/w29Aj2-qRdo/s72-c/DSC_0336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6410128141465968168</id><published>2009-06-07T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:04:13.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please leave a message after the beeeeep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;waalohh people. sry for not updating fr the last 5days. got caught up with a few things. nothing much really happen. got lazier and lazier by the day. went to pyramid on wednesday. crashed at aika's on thursday. had lots of fun weh! watched a stupid horror movie, grabbed some pizza, took some photos, chatting, crapping, you-tubing, ahh the normal things. the movie was quite scary tho. we screamed a couple of times taapi the ending was somehow very stupid. haha. but it was nice, hanging out with them after sooo long not being able to contact them. oh yeaah which reminds me, danoy's coming back tmrrw. let's hope he have something for me from jakarta ! (i know you'll be reading this, so you better have something for me from jakarta hahaha, NO JOKE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaaa i have no moood what so ever to do anything since the school is about to start in one week time. although it seems like it's still faaar away but trust me, it's not. ee craaap la. why cant the holidays be like a month or heck, 3 months like those summer holidays they have in europe? then there'll be no more complaints or annoying grunts from us teenagers. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anyway, there's nothing much to say nor to type. i'm going back to my hometown tmrrw. which is faaar faar faaar away. guess i'll be sleeping all the way tmrrw. aaaaa oh and yes, i still have noooo idea what the hell am i going to campaign for the prefects election when school reopens nxt week. yikes, HELP! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaa, okaay lah then .that's all for now. i still havent pack up my things. i'll update more as soon as i come home frm kelantan. till then, cheeerio! lots of love, syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-6410128141465968168?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6410128141465968168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=6410128141465968168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6410128141465968168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/6410128141465968168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/06/please-leave-message-after-beep.html' title='please leave a message after the beeeeep'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-1775245398853838680</id><published>2009-06-02T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:22:58.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paint it black.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wooot i'd finished up the high fidelity book. moving on to the next book - Paint It Black, written by Janet Fitch. same thing, bought it at the book fair. which was ridiculously cheap of course. books like that which normally worth around 70bucks at MPH, i'd bought it fr only 15bucks. cool eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i went to mydin today. spent 2 and half hours there. hahaha my mum ended up going back with a sore leg. nothing much happen tho at mydin, just bought some stuffs for boarding school, as usual. typical boring boarding school life, borong biskut habis habisan. as if i'll be there for a whole year without a single contact with the outside world. walked around here and there, browsing baju kurung for hari raya. my mum found a couple of them, but i found none. saving for tmrrw, going sunway pyramid, i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ekkkh, when's danoy coming back? it somehow felt weird not being able to contact him. haha kau jgn nak flatter yrself once you read this. i'm bored, that's all. got a moooovie date with aika and nanin this thursday. ordering some pizza, will be watching a horror movie, like we used to do. hooyeah tht'd be fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;alrighty then. i guess i'm off as usual. telly time. till then, lots of loveee, syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s, i watched half of The Spirit today. i almost fell asleep. hahahah guess i dont really fancy those kind of superheroes-from-the-comic-book stuff kind of movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-1775245398853838680?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1775245398853838680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=1775245398853838680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1775245398853838680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1775245398853838680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/06/paint-it-black.html' title='paint it black.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-733288971218463752</id><published>2009-06-01T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:51:32.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high fidelity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahhh bummer. i've been meaning to finish up this book i bought the other day during the book fair. the title's high fidelty, written by nick hornby. i cant really explain why, but his name reminds me of the word horny. guess i missed the horny times i had in threeC last year with my ever so horny classmates. so anyway, there are like 15 more pages to go but yeah, that's the problem. LAZINESS is practically killing me alive these few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah, been doing the homework and assignment for the past few days. AND BOOOOOYAH, i'm done. no more homework to be done during the holidays. you hear mee? NADA. NIL. ZERO HOMEWORK. well, there's still an english oral to prepare and a speech for the prefects campaign, but well, that's not really a homework homework. aaa i hate this. i wish students could be free form doing ANYTHING which involves school work during the holidays. guess it wont happen. never will be eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nothing's up really. went to parade today. ate nandos, met munirah and her mum. got invited to her house to hang out this saturday. bought a super cool tee for 20bucks. fell in love with this super cool baju kurung at Kassa, but it was too big. tried to look for a PAI revision book at mph, no luck. walked here and there. my mum got tired since she's having a slight fever, so we went back. enjoyed hanging out at parade tho. been a long time since i last went there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohh yeah. theee coooliest thing was that i'd watch 3 awesome movies for the last 2 days. not really a figure to be proud off, but heck, better than watching zero movies. so far i'd watched Yes Man, Bedtime Stories and Eagle Eye. haha yeah go ahead, call me outdated, call me anything you want. at least i got to watch it in our own mini cinema. hahahaa which was utterly awesome. i ought to invite my buds for a movie night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaaaaa i'm bored. wanna watch teeevee for a sec. i'll write summore. and yeah one more thing, i'll try to find a way to change this oh-so-boring blog layout. till theeeeeen, cheerio people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-733288971218463752?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/733288971218463752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=733288971218463752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/733288971218463752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/733288971218463752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/06/high-fidelty.html' title='high fidelity.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8654672292361481590</id><published>2009-05-30T21:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:01:10.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>captured.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so okaay, the main reason i'm posting this blog is to post some pctures of me in my new school. there's a whole bunch of it, but here's a few. hahahaha please excuse the lamest of us girls, since there were no boys, we tend to act extraordinary sometimes :D oh yeah right, theeeese pctures, yeah they're all upside down. i mean, the events, i sort of mixed things up a bit. alaa, i'm posting this in the middle of the night lah, bnyk tired. so yeah, the top ones are the latest pctures. something came up with camera later after that, so i stopped taking pctures. hahahahaha kemalasan tanpa batasan ! so yeah, enjoy buds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-NJHe8fI/AAAAAAAAAcY/y5D-4utmArI/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341619028544647666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-NJHe8fI/AAAAAAAAAcY/y5D-4utmArI/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meet adrina, we call her 'mek', sbb dia budak klate :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh right, this was during our sportsday. WHERE ONCIDIUM WAS THE CHAMP :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-M5mzzwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/liyPTnyTf_Q/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341619024381071106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-M5mzzwI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/liyPTnyTf_Q/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; hahaha okaay, laugh all you want. we were the first runner up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-MmxRRaI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Ri54QnvfNKA/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341619019324671394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-MmxRRaI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Ri54QnvfNKA/s320/DSC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; meeet sara. please ignore the fatso next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-MVtW74I/AAAAAAAAAcA/R9LZkpLgP0M/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341619014744862594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-MVtW74I/AAAAAAAAAcA/R9LZkpLgP0M/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; fatso, ruby aka cs kak fiena haha, roszaihaa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-MNpi-8I/AAAAAAAAAb4/CYYPoo72w1Q/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341619012581391298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-MNpi-8I/AAAAAAAAAb4/CYYPoo72w1Q/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;meeet ishaa, kak piah and faaatso. kak piah has a psycho-looking face, mostly because she's in the dicipline biro. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9h8R9WVI/AAAAAAAAAbw/JX2WSCkUpZw/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341618286364547410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9h8R9WVI/AAAAAAAAAbw/JX2WSCkUpZw/s320/DSC00240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; meeeeet chaa. she tends to fall sick a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9hnilGJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/lk9sKisC6QA/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341618280797116562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9hnilGJI/AAAAAAAAAbo/lk9sKisC6QA/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this was captured while on the bus, heading home from KUSES during the english drama competition. we headed home during night time since we lost hahaha. i was the director of the drama, and we wont 7th place. eh okay ah tu. other schools had specialy paid directors/acting teachers. our school's drama team had me, and only me ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9hZ5iK9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/wlSHHKnCmt8/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341618277135297490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9hZ5iK9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/wlSHHKnCmt8/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the proud director. look at the bright shiny teeeeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9gVRQdZI/AAAAAAAAAbY/SPeRPpDTJow/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341618258712753554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9gVRQdZI/AAAAAAAAAbY/SPeRPpDTJow/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's syera/che'ah/kiju/kerbau/syahirah mohd danil. yeah, apparently she has lots aand lots of nick names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9gGqF6nI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0iVdB9aF6Aw/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341618254790388338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9gGqF6nI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/0iVdB9aF6Aw/s320/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's iznee on the right and insyirah in the middle. insyirah's pn eisma's daughter. and pn eisma's the teacher whom accompanied us to KUSES. she rocked :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9CKEGhdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kEEw6qw3_Ak/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617740308710866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9CKEGhdI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kEEw6qw3_Ak/s320/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;izneeeee again. she's the leading actress for the play. scratch that, she's the leading actress for MY PLAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9B70y_UI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wLvtSKISe8s/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617736486419778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9B70y_UI/AAAAAAAAAbA/wLvtSKISe8s/s320/DSC00179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; after a hard-core week of traaaining. meet fatso, iznee, fanis and farah ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9BX_K1rI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qMyh7-QV5F4/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617726866249394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9BX_K1rI/AAAAAAAAAa4/qMyh7-QV5F4/s320/DSC00174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's not a dude lah dummy. it's only midtra. mid for short. farah asnida's in the middle. and well you know who's on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9BAMVY1I/AAAAAAAAAaw/eK-ikFA6enA/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617720479015762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9BAMVY1I/AAAAAAAAAaw/eK-ikFA6enA/s320/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;syeeeeera again. my eyes can baarely open weh at that time. it was pure tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9BB3cVkI/AAAAAAAAAao/5yo4XfwTRTM/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341617720928261698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE9BB3cVkI/AAAAAAAAAao/5yo4XfwTRTM/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha okaay this is qish. i call her qishy. she gets annoyed by it sometimes. anywaay, this was during the earth hour. we got to watch klcc turning off their lights during the event which was ultraa cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8RsemFWI/AAAAAAAAAag/6A38SoalB3U/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341616907733046626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8RsemFWI/AAAAAAAAAag/6A38SoalB3U/s320/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, bringing our homework along with us during earth our aaaaint really a smart thing to do after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8RfizMfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/tJTZOO0soiA/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341616904261022194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8RfizMfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/tJTZOO0soiA/s320/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this waaas during maulidur rasul the other day. and this is chaa, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8RFL8vlI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cUTvgzfHTu0/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341616897185857106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8RFL8vlI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cUTvgzfHTu0/s320/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; chaaa, fatso and isya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8Q0SYaiI/AAAAAAAAAaI/v8ZuxEYevTw/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341616892649433634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8Q0SYaiI/AAAAAAAAAaI/v8ZuxEYevTw/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; meeet kak syida. she's cool, and she sure did help me alot during the interhouse debate thing. walaawei she stayed up with us till 2 in the morning. that's how cool she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8QpTPr4I/AAAAAAAAAaA/B7UqN4kw3uU/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341616889700265858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE8QpTPr4I/AAAAAAAAAaA/B7UqN4kw3uU/s320/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; laaaast but not leaast, (this pcture was suppose to be at the top, but i messed up haha) meet kak uti. she's my college sister. and she's from cameron highlands :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THAAAT'S ALL BUDS. I WANT TO GO TO SLEEEEEEP ALREADY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. till i post in summore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gooodnight, sleep tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&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&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/4859364254290266899-8654672292361481590?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8654672292361481590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8654672292361481590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8654672292361481590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8654672292361481590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/05/captured.html' title='captured.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SiE-NJHe8fI/AAAAAAAAAcY/y5D-4utmArI/s72-c/DSC00289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-4272921519547318579</id><published>2009-05-27T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:23:16.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's taking foreeeever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay okay. guess what am i doing right now? okay dont guess. i'll just tell youu. *drumrolls* pleaaaaaase. dang, it's nothiing lah weh, i'm just waiting for my turn for the prefects interview. dayumn weh, it's taking ages. we're suppose to wait for our turn in the computer lab, so yeah, i was thinking while waiting, why not online? since the computers are just within milimeters away and the best thing isssss, it's freee. hahahaha. eh anyway, maaan, this whole prefects thing is sssooort of kind of bothering me. it's weird huh? me being bothered about this prefect thing. i used to be an awesome 'orang hijau' in seafield but then when i'm here, it just seemed that i cant be like that nmore. what happen eh? i cant seem to explain it myself. wait till i tell nazneen and raizil about this, we'll be finding solutions for this matter okay duds? so anywaaaaay. our exam ended last week, on friday. our last paper was the ultra ridiculous sivik. trust me, there were like 4 questions about wawasan diri that we have no idea how to answer aaaat all. and the worst part was, all 4 questions have 12 marks each weeeh. crazy. my grades for sivik will be ultra bad, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so then after that horrible exam, we had our outing on the saturday. which was wickedly awesome. we went to jalan TAR, sogo and the mall. yea laaaa, tade lah hebat mane the places, but what can i do,  we werent allowed to go midvalley or klcc, eventho it's just like what, less then 5 km? dah la my parents didnt come during the last weekends, so yeah, i'm missing them badly already. thank god the HOLIDAY is almost here. scratch almost, it's in one daaaaay time. it's in friggin one day time ! seriously, it's like the time evryone has been waiting for. except that it's like taaaaking ages weh. eh dah laaa. i have to end this. the computer lab is closing. chaaao buds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SEEE YOUUU ON FRIDAAAAY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-4272921519547318579?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4272921519547318579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=4272921519547318579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4272921519547318579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4272921519547318579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-taking-foreeeever.html' title='it&apos;s taking foreeeever.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-911009912554916269</id><published>2009-05-02T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:54:17.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>married to chad michael murray.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDEyNzUxNjU*MjgmcHQ9MTI*MTI3NTIyNDIwNiZwPTExMDk5MSZkPU1hc2glMjBHYW1lJmc9MSZ*PSZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg); BACKGROUND-REPEAT: no-repeat; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial'" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="4"&gt;&lt;a title="eSpin the Bottle" href="http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833"&gt;&lt;img title="Behold... My Future" height="150" alt="Behold... My Future" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_crush.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;I will marry &lt;b&gt;chad michael murray&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_city.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_house.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;japan&lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;Shack&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_kids.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;We will have &lt;b&gt;23 kid(s)&lt;/b&gt; together.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_car.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_color.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;Our family will zoom around in a &lt;b&gt;blue mini cooper&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_money.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;I will spend my days as a &lt;b&gt;taxi driver&lt;/b&gt;, and live happily ever after.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="4"&gt;&lt;a title="whats your future" href="http://www.espin.com/mash-game.php?trip=833"&gt;&lt;img height="33" alt="whats your future" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_what_yours.gif" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahahahahahaha who knew i'd end up with chad michael murray in the future? that'd be wicked! except for the taxi driver part tho. i wonder if i could drive like queen latiffa does in that movie. what was it again? Taxi eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, eh alaa, i have to go back to school tomorrow. and worst, i have to face all the horrid lookig eyeballs staring at me. this is pure crap lah, whoever created this slander shall fail her mid year exam. so yeah missy, be afraid, be very afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;speaking of exams, ARRRRGHHHHHHH ! midyear's on the 11th of Maaaay ! dang it laah, why in the world did the teachers change the date laaaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wokay la dudes, people are getting angry with this blog. and i have no idea why. nvm then, i'll still update this blog, since i know there are still very few people reading this. at least i know one does. hahaha youknowwhoyouare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lots of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-911009912554916269?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/911009912554916269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=911009912554916269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/911009912554916269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/911009912554916269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/05/married-to-chad-michael-murray.html' title='married to chad michael murray.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5823382094533235172</id><published>2009-04-25T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:09:34.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blergh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hello there. i'm back for the weekends. and yes, i know this blog is getting stinkier and i'm starting to receive curses about this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i am currently hating life in boarding school and i wish i could go back to how it used to be. OKAAAAY CUT THE CRAAAAAP, I HAAAATE BOARDING SCHOOL AT THIS CURRENT MOMENT BECAUSE IT JUST STINKS, &lt;em&gt;ALRIGHT?&lt;/em&gt; the stress, the tension, the pressure. those three gruelling factors are somehow making its way to act upon my brain, all at the same time AND MY FRIGGIN BRAIN IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE. i wish i could type a super humongous f word in this post. however, the largest font isnt large enough to convey how much i haaaaaaaate this nasty feeling right now. ah crap, i have got to get back to my speeech for the oral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wonder if i'll still be alive when the mid year hols arrive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5823382094533235172?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5823382094533235172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5823382094533235172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5823382094533235172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5823382094533235172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/04/blergh.html' title='blergh'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8898288242336334382</id><published>2009-04-13T08:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:22:18.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fatzilla mcDarkzoid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;10 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; ON SYAFAF HUMAIRA BT AMAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;she has turned &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sixteeen &lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;woooot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sweet sixteen tu haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;she had had an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;unawesome&lt;/span&gt; brhtday in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well getting bullied by the seniors on your brthday apparently appears to be the trend in that school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i got powdered with baby powder as the clock stroke midnight. (tepung susah nak beli laa dekat asrama, so they use babypowder instead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ffff;"&gt;she &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;misses&lt;/span&gt; celebrating her brthday with her buds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha no more monkey to celebrate with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and no more rooftops to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;she's now &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TANNED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as a result of entering the krs's marching competition the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pergh, penaat gila weh marching under the blaring hot sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;she's a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FATZILLA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as the consequences of being the director of the english drama team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;being a director was extreamly stressing so i ate a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we lost, hahahahahaha and STUPID sas won first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;heh, no offence sasians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;she's more than &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fatigue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and that's the result of staying up till 1am for the past week, practising how to cheer !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and well yeah, stayed up for the last two nights sewing our outfits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;she's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cheering&lt;/span&gt; for the house !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay dont laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but i'd turned myself into an amateur cheerleader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AMATEUR LAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;not the gedik type la tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no butt-shaking moves are allowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ffff;"&gt;she had had a mega&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; funtastic&lt;/span&gt; sports day yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;held at the selayang stadium, gila havoc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lost my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was worth it tho, cause &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ONCIDIUM WON FIRST !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stressed &lt;/span&gt;out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;duhh, who doesnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mid-term exam is in one month and how much have i studied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ZERO/NIL/KOSONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;she's&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;crap lah, when one person falls sick en, smua pun jangkit. aisyoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think that's all lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wanna go to sleeeep. sorry for the un-interesting blog, but that's all for the update. hahahahahahahaha lazy bum btol. tooodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s. insyallah i'll be back again on the 24th of april.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-8898288242336334382?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8898288242336334382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8898288242336334382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8898288242336334382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8898288242336334382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/04/fatzilla-mcdarkzoid.html' title='fatzilla mcDarkzoid'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-5361843347622521058</id><published>2009-03-21T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:11:09.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shity feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay i freakishly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i do &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; want to go back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wanna &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stay &lt;/span&gt;home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;see, i'm getting all &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mushy&lt;/span&gt; already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i dont wanna &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt; my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt; as it sounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;really, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you wont really &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; your family till you leave them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;crap, i feel like &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt; part is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wont be able to go home till &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;do you see why i have this &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shitty feeling&lt;/span&gt; right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt; syafaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's just for a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;month&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;heh, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt; days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;piece of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you'll be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay this is &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm talking to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; in my friggin blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; lah buds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wont&lt;/span&gt; be onlining tmrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sorry buds, i wont be attending seafield's &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sports day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;heck, i cant even go back on my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAAATEEE&lt;/span&gt; THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wish me&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s. danoy didnt even bother to contact me this holiday. he must have suffered some kind of a brain damage that had effected his memory somehow. nevermind then, i hope his brain will do just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/ss. i'm gonna miss yooou nazneeen, eventho i met you just for awhile the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-5361843347622521058?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5361843347622521058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5361843347622521058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5361843347622521058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5361843347622521058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/03/shity-feeling.html' title='shity feeling.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8639384253380193542</id><published>2009-03-19T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:28:45.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crapsomania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay this is pure &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt; crap &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;saying crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;because it just &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;today's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;already &lt;/span&gt;thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which means there are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2days&lt;/span&gt; left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;before i have to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go back&lt;/span&gt; to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; little syidad is ruining my holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;see, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have got to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt; saying that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and yeah, i have got to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;cheerio !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s.&lt;/span&gt; Race To Witch Mountain was suuuperbly &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;awesome.&lt;/span&gt; you ought to watch it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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title='crapsomania'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-8326653270976502026</id><published>2009-03-16T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T09:40:36.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thing-a-majiggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;okay where is everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;missing in action&lt;/span&gt; i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ah anyway, i'd &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; up my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;good &lt;/span&gt;thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but dani had asked me this question in the chatbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what happen&lt;/span&gt; to your english?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that question is somehow&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; bothering&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;does it&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; suck&lt;/span&gt; real bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;or was i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;too lazy&lt;/span&gt; to take notice of all those errors?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's making my &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;brain&lt;/span&gt; to ponder all kinds of things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i have&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; no&lt;/span&gt; idea why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;baaaaaaaaaaaa i'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;crapping&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's better if i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt; this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;don't you &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then, lots of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-8326653270976502026?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/8326653270976502026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=8326653270976502026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8326653270976502026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/8326653270976502026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/03/thing-majiggy.html' title='thing-a-majiggy'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-4112423298369207862</id><published>2009-03-13T20:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:44:47.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick review.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wokay buds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first and foremost, i'd like to say that i freaakishly &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;miss &lt;/span&gt;you guys like craaaazy. and i know you dudes miss me like craaaazy too HAHAHA :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay secondly, here's the current issue :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- i've 9 days of holiday, AND &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;9 DAYS ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- during that period, i have to qadak my tido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- do my skyscrappers-high of homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- do some researches for a school play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- do some revisions before school re-opens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- spend loaaads and loaaads of time with my mooommmy and syidad and the rest of the family and ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- hanging out with my ever so ugly buds, ahaha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;crap lah, how am i gonna do all that in 9 days? and aaaaaaa you have no idea what's waiting for me when school reopens. so here's the thing. i'd came up with a resolution. but it's just a quick plan, everything else is in the hand of the god. here it is ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- i'll try my best to finish up my homework during this weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- do the research on monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- do small amounts of revisions during the weekdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- qadak tido during the weekdays also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- spend time with my dearest family at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- and maybe hangout with my friends once during this holiday, max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- minimize my online-time during the holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaaah who am i kidding laaa wei. syafaf humaira is very very suckish at making plans. i'm doomed. but still, i'm gonna try la en. who knows, it'll turn out as i planned. so in order for me to make sure the plan is successfull, i'm gonna type a very quick review on my new life, my new chapter in SESERI. bahahahaha sounds lame alreaady. aiyooh, whatever laaah, i'm trying to minimize my online-time laa ni. so that i wont have to type it during other days. okay okay enought crapping. let's beeeegin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;+ CRYING OUT LOUD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahahaha i bet this'll make me a laughing stock for the rest of my life. so okay, i, syafaf humaira bt aman, hereby declare myself as a crybaby. hahaha seriously weh. i cried like everyday for the first 8days of school. BUT, i have a very concrit reason laa wei. here's the thing, during the first week of school, there's this assimilation program for all the freshies. it's like an orientation or something. aaaand the worst part of the whole program is - we werent allowed to call ANYBODY for the first week. and i mean ANYBODY. gila lah. imagine, being the newbie at a new school was hard enough, without any friends at all, to adapt ourselves with the new surrounding, and then without any notice or heads up, we werent allowed to contact ANYONE for the first week. NOT A SINGLE SOUL. the only thing that'd made me cry was the fact that my mum's gonna be worried sick for not calling her. lucky for me the pak cik guard did me a favour by calling my dad. he called la, not me. so technically i didnt break the rule. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;+ A BUNCH OF NEW NEWBIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so there are 130 newbies this year. and there'll be 60 others coming in after this school holiday as 2nd intakes. and the cool thing about this year is, most of us come from selangor. so takde laaaa culture shock gila. we interacted okay, although there areee some who doesnt reaally suit me - yet. everything takes time tho, so yeah, i wont judge them yet. and perrghh, the first week of orientation was also like hell. why you ask? sebaaaaab all the newbies are ALL BRAINIACS ! it was stressfulling weh, especially the part where we were divided into groups. and then we were given a bunch of tasks. that's when the calamity strikes. adoi, imagine lah, everyone's a braniac, and everyone's showing their kehebatan, and of course when it comes to the part where we were suppose to make a dicision on something, evryone's starting to debate on their ideas hahahahaha. it was fun laa tho. at least evryone's pouring their ideas. but note to self : too many ideas may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;spoil the team leader's brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;+ AN INCH FROM STARDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay okay believe it or not, i almost participated in CITRAWARNA weh. yes people, the colourful and wonderful humongous event at the merdeka square, held yearly to attract tourists tu. i was this close to be a performer and earn a 3-digit worth of cash. hahaha 3 digit tuu. i was chosen along with 39 others. bahaha bangga gila. in fact, we had even went to the first training session at the studio. we were god damn excited, till we received a HORRYFYING NEWS from the citrawarna people. THE NEWS ; the event will be held during the school holidays. which means, if we were to take part in the even, we all have got to sacrifice our march school break. and when i say sacrifice our holiday, i mean staying at the school for the rest of holiday. hahaha okay i cried again after that. others pun cried too. so in the end, we all decided to tarik diri. hahahaha bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;+ KEM RAUDAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;skusj2-riaaaans, do you still remember the rebutia camp we went 4yrs back? dekat gombaaak tuu. so okaay, last 2 weeks, our PK Akedemik decided to bring us all to this raudah camp, it's a one day camp jee. pegi pagi, balik petang. so yeah, we agreed. the teacher said it was in gombak. of course, camp rebutia popped out in my brain. but of course, it wasnt camp rebutia la en. so after the first session, which was the ice breaking session, the trainer decided to bring us mandi air terjun. so we walked, walked and walked. then when we made a left-turn into this very familiar road, and BAAAM ! there was a rebutia camp signboard right ahead. turns out there are about 4 other camps at that area. hahahahaha maaan how i missed that camping trip. altho this time we didnt go for the waterfall we'd went 4yrs ago. since the waterfall is far inside the forest. so we went to the nearby river je. but it was fun and cooooold. after that we had another task- the yuckiest and grossest task ever weh. we were told to cover our faces with mud. pure, thick, yucky, gooiee, smelly mud. gilaaaaa ah. and that's not the worst part lagi. we were forced to dive into pools of mud, and at the same time, they'll be splashing mud on our faces. pails and pails of yucky stinky muds into our faces. YUUUUCK. by the end of the task tu smua pun macam budu. but then we went to wash the mud off at a nearby river. so okaay, it wasnt thaat bad la. on the way backk, everyone dozed off hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;+ CULLEN FEVER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i cant really recall when exactly was the date of this movie premier. but it was on friday night. so yeaah, the PRS did this twilight screening at the school hall. hahaha and the ticket was only 70cent. gilaaa murah. half of us brought their blankies and pillows while i on the other hand brought tonnes of food. hahahaha gila la melantak habis. but i fell asleep tho towards the end of the movie, the scene at the dance studio to be exact. hahaha sleeeeepy la. dah la perut kenyang at that time. evryone from my dorm sat together, so it was superfun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh and well yeah, you must have guessed it. practically, all the girls in the hall had made those uuuuuuhhhh and aaaaaaaaaaaaahh sound once mr edward cullen appears on the screen. hahah including me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;+ DORM-MANIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just when we were about to make ourselves comfortable in our respective dorms, tiba tiba kene la pulak shift dorm. it's like this. when we first registered into seseri, each dorm consists of either form4s or form5s only. so we werent really thaaat akward lah en with each other. but then tiba tiba the PKs had decided to have some sort of a multi-forms dorms. hahah what am i crapping. ala to cut things short, they want form4s and form5s to be together in each dorm. hahaha scaaary gila weh. thankgod all the seniors in my new dorms are super awesome. ahhaha during the shift tu adoooi, tiring weh. i moved from block c-second floor to block b- THIRDFLOOOR. gilaaa weh. jauh tu. dah la tinggi. that same evening, half of the seserians practically dozed off in the dining hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;+ FINGERLICKING FOOD.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa i think i'd gained weight. congratulations to you syumi. your wishes had come true. ayomaa, the food at the DM are all very tasty woh. and during lunch la en, the canteen lady tends to put heaps of lauk on our plates. hahaha and during prep everyone will start to gobble all kinds of food. supper dia pun sedap. people say laa. i still hvent tried the supper tho. NOT ONCE. they tend to serve heavy meals pulak tu during supper. burgers la, nasi lemak la, roti canai, cereals. hahahahaha adoi. ohh ohh and the co-op pulak, there are alllllll kinds of chocolate sold in there. including these chocolate cupcakes which are veeeeeeery nice to eat, as well as very nice in terms of price. serious weh, one bucks je. murah gila. so yeah, after living there about a month, evryone practically had gained weight HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;+ DEBATE-SHEBATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;heh, believe it or not, i just won the inter-house debate the other day. along with my two other friends la. but still. uish, tak percayaa weh. i entered it with zero-debate-skills. entah apa ntah triggred me to enter the debate. but then that's just inter-house debate la. not the debate debate. it's between houses, as in rumah sukan. gilaa doh, we all stayed up till 2 in the morning just to prepare for the debate. and imagine laah, 3 rounds, 3 diffrent days, 3 nights we slept at 2. woke up at 5. huahaha it was fun laa tho, staying up with friends and seniors. ohh ohh the day of the frand finale was hilarious. we werent really prepared at all for the finals. whyy? seeebab, the night before, the seniors said that the finals will be postponed. so dengan gembira nyaaa we slept early that night without preparing much. the next morning, AFTER RECESS to be exact, a senior came to me and said - "finals petang ni tau". i was like WHAAAAAAAAAT? i had a severe panick attack later after that. but alhamdulillah, we still won haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;+ ONCIDIUM, SPIRIT OF THE KNIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;living in a boarding has this super awesome thing - house-spirit. as in rumah sukan laa. you know how in seafield, the house-spirit only appears during the sports day and ends on the sports day too kan. well yeah, not in boarding schools tho. evrything you do will effect the house. let say you participate in something, your house will gain points. and if you do something like let say, break the school rule, they'll demerit YOUR own points and your house point. and the points of each house are displayed near the school-hall. so yeaah, there are four houses. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ONCIDIUM - yellow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DENDROBIUM - red.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;BRASSIDIUM - green&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;EPIDENDRIUM - orange.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha tau, pelik kan the names. they are all names of orchids. even the classes' names are all weird. Adioda, Bakerara, Cattleya, Dorisia, Eliara, Fialara. or was it Filiara? adehh. i'm in 4Cattleya. why orchids? well the school's first headmistress was kind of obsessed about orchids. and plus the orchid is like our school flower. that's why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okaaaay i guess that's all kot. okay there are actually more. but then malas laa mau cerita panjang panjang. i'll bore you guys en. hahaha. what a long quick review. ah well, i hope i shared enough with youu. i wannaaaa watch tv now. bye buds and duds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s. I MISS YOOUUU TOOO NAZNEEEEEEEEEEEEN ! (haha baru baca blog nanin) and yes, i miss everyone in seafield too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-4112423298369207862?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4112423298369207862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=4112423298369207862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4112423298369207862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4112423298369207862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/03/quick-review.html' title='quick review.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-1508953948384391698</id><published>2009-03-13T19:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:18:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 days later.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK&lt;/span&gt; BABY I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACKK !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay there's like &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;trillions&lt;/span&gt; of stuffs to tell you about the new life i'm in, but i'm tooooooo excited to be home after being away for 33days. aaand there's like gabillions of homework to be done in &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;9days.&lt;/span&gt; aaaaand the holiday is just too short to fit everything ! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. i'll type in more after this. till then, loves, syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-1508953948384391698?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/1508953948384391698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=1508953948384391698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1508953948384391698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/1508953948384391698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/03/33days-later.html' title='33 days later.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-3711325532066279925</id><published>2009-02-09T12:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:47:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ending of a chapter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300657270638783298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SY-3tByEK0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/AqOmBK14RDM/s320/img020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i’ve been drafting this blog for a while. Trust me, it never gets easier. it’s hard, harder than doing quadratic expressions in class with my clueless friends. It’s hard to write something so deep that’s meaningful to me, meaningful to someone else and other random people who might accidently crash into this horrendous blog. Something that is so meaningful that it would make someone feel the same way I’m feeling right now as they read through it. Something that won’t turn me into a laughing stock once they read this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, cut the crap. This blog is suppose to be something like a goodbye blog. And the worst part is, i haaaatee goodbyes. Goodbyes were never my thing. Goodbyes mean i’ll have to let go of something. Goodbyes mean i’ll have to move on. Goodbyes also mean that i might have a 10% chance to be able to meet up with that someone or something ever again. See, i’m sounding all cheesy already. As if i’m moving 10 000kilometers away. I know. But we never know. Anything could happen in just a blink of an eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All in all, I’ll give seafield a 7 out of 10. Don’t blame me for cutting that 3 points away, blame on dear Pn cheok for making my sejarah classes absurd for the first 2 years in high school. Maaan her voice. Her voice when she’d proudly told us about her new big bungalow house she had bought, with 8 rooms and a pond with ducks in it still hums in my ear. Seriously, she did rubbed the whole bungalow house thing in our faces when we were in form 2. But as hard as it for me to say, it’s definitely a memory, something that i’d look back and will give it a laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are just too many memories to fit it all in here. Trust me, even if i try, i know i won’t be able to make it. All i could say is that i’ll definitely cherish my moments with my coolest and awesomest buds in seafield. I’ll cherish the moment when i just loved making raizil fall down by tripping her. I’ll remember the moment when i used to be the person sitting in the middle between farahain’s gang and hazwani’s gang when i was in form 1. I’ll remember the moment when i’d a fight with syamirah when i was a prefect’s probation 3 years ago, the part where pn mariani scolded me for having a scandal with faris. Haha. Nor the part where i had loads of fun with nazneen, dani, faris, haikal and syamil during the school’s carnival day. And yeah of course, i’d never forget my first netball tournament in seafield with jihan, farahain and the rest, together with the cooolest seniors a junior could ever ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ohh ohh and i’ll never forget how our BM teacher, pn mariani hated our class to guts, the part when khaizul and syamil started to talk about their lively ghost stories in class during exams, nor the part when i went to encik musawir’s tuition and became close with teah and farah. Oh and yes, how could i have ever forgotten about the part when jihan kamilah started to hate me for going out with his brother? Haha. The part when we lost badly in the u18 futsal tournament, my birthday at mcD and the rooftop, and of course, the part where nazneen had became a seafieldian !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Form 3 was tough, but i gained a bunch of super duper friends. Teah, eda, aina, hanan, farah, mas and surprisingly ‘jamilah’. Pn Poh, our maths teacher used to give us sky scrapers high of homework. The part when jamilah and i got to our mission on getting even with the English-broken-chick. The part where i’d got a bunch of roses and loaaads of chocolate from my buds during valentines. The part where i’d received the most birthday wishes from my pals. The Sundays we used to hang out at mpsj to train our butts off, the crazy charity night we had, and the awesome prefect camp with syuumi i’d went to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300657268011465122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SY-3s3_qeaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/TaXhvaDbY6E/s320/DSC09437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can go on for days, weeks maybe months just to write all the ups and downs i had at seafield with my buds. but it’ll end up being too long and you’ll end up sleeping in front of your computers. So yeah, i’d share a few memories i had with my peers with you, and let me keep the rest in my heart. As cheesy as it sounds, trust me there’ll be no other box or cupboard that i could store them in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300657266437192706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SY-3syIU_AI/AAAAAAAAAZY/57FL1F6ch9k/s320/polaroid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah, i guess this is enough for the last post before i start a whole new chapter of my life. Let this blog be an ending for the previous chapter, which will be cherished every single time i’d read it in days, months or maybe years to come. I had a blast with you guys. I had a blast with my best friend nazneen for a whole month in our new class, copying each other’s work, laughing at pn looi’s silly mistakes and turning speechless when Mr B comes to our place and talk to us. I had fun hanging out and talking nonsense with aika after the farewell party too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So thnks buds, thank you for colouring my life, trimas for lending a hand and a shoulder to cry on, and makaseh for making my world a better place to be. Maan i love you UGLY buds forever :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s. HAHAHAHAHAHA SORRY TERLEBIH PANJANG. TAKE CARE YOU GUYS, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOOOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&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/4859364254290266899-3711325532066279925?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3711325532066279925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=3711325532066279925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3711325532066279925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3711325532066279925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-ive-been-drafting-this-blog-for.html' title='ending of a chapter.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SY-3tByEK0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/AqOmBK14RDM/s72-c/img020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6622462804173095254</id><published>2009-02-08T12:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:07:37.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memoirs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SY5hZthDPII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/hOpaUo4AtNA/s1600-h/img021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300280905804496002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SY5hZthDPII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/hOpaUo4AtNA/s320/img021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wonder if i'll have one of those major meltdowns whenever i see this pcture when i'm at my new school. yeah i know, it's just a few &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;inches &lt;/span&gt;away from subang if compared to kelantan, penang, etc. but the feeling of leaving them behind, saying &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt; to all my dear friends who i'd been growing up with for the past 3 years, ending one of my best chapters in my life, it's tough. it's hard. it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;horrible.&lt;/span&gt; the only thing that scares me the most is, will this be the end of evything? sure, we'll say no way this is gonna happen. but who knows? who knows what'll turn out in 2 years time. evryone changes. will i change? will you people change? i guess we'll just have to see. i wish i'll see you buds again and have lots of &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; together, like we did yesterday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-6622462804173095254?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/6622462804173095254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=6622462804173095254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-4382121063003188282</id><published>2009-02-05T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T13:27:36.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lump down the throat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it'll be a &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt; post. i sweaaar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay the news is, i've beeeen &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;cutting school&lt;/span&gt; for the past 2 days. hahahaha sukanyaa. we'll it's not that fun,&lt;em&gt; really&lt;/em&gt;. sebab i'm deaaad busy. searching for the things on the seseri's list-of-things to-bring-during-registration-day. aiyooh, shopping has never been this stressful for me wei. hahaha aaaaand the worst part is i havent even buy my god damn school bag and pencil box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahaha my dad went to&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; sunway&lt;/span&gt; with me yesterday morning. but he gave up 2hours later, since i was being really reaaaally picky to buy a school bag. ahaha. he swore he'll never bring me shopping again. hahaha it's a joke, really. he'd said that a &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;million times&lt;/span&gt; before, but he never kept his swores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tomorrow's my laast day of school. bummer, i hope it wont be a tough daay. aaaaaaa seriously guys, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont ever&lt;/span&gt; make me cry tomorrow. i wonder how tomorrow will turn out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;news about movies. i'd watch 3 movies with my brother this week. he's being all nicey nice again. maybe because i'm leaaving him next week. so i watched &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bruges &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kami the movie&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha screw the Kami the movie, i know it's outdated. just bought it the other day since i still havent watch it. i cried wehhh when Abu died. hahahaha. those 2 other movies are reaaaaally reaaally fun to watch. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'll end this. i haveeeent read Bukit kepong weeeei. shitaake. ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;till then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;adios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-4382121063003188282?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4382121063003188282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=4382121063003188282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4382121063003188282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4382121063003188282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/02/lump-down-throat.html' title='a lump down the throat.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-2068698904893491633</id><published>2009-02-01T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:38:11.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>egyptian fever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm baackk baby i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;BAAACCKKK !&lt;/span&gt; we finally landed here in malaysia, in klia to be exact at 10 last night. took the airport taxi since it's already late plus my sister has syidad to deal with haha . reached home around 11 something. the plane from cairo to kuala lumpur took about 12 hours which was freakishly tiring. anywaaay, egypt was uber awesome. although it's ridiculously freeeeezing cooold ! so i'd come up with an equation to sum everything up ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;extreme coldness + super dusty air + blooody low humidity = EGYPTIAN FEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;literally, everyone caught either the flu, or the fever. including me, duhh. haha. my brother was the first victim and well he acted all baby-ish and stuff. mentang mentang our mother was there. pfft. ohh did i mention he was being an ass too? bangang gilaaa weh. remember he once said he wanted to be all sharing and caring about the NIKON D80? pffffffftttttttt. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;liaaaaar !&lt;/span&gt; he didnt let me hold it weh. siot gila. dah la amik gambar buruk. cameraman wannabe. hahahahahaha jahat gila. until he fell sick a bit on the 4th day of the trip, baru la i get to hold the camera. ee gedik. so yeah, he ended up taking a whole lot of &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;nonbeautiful &lt;/span&gt;pctures. my sister saw it today and hahaha said the same thing. ye laa fine laa, i'm being an ass too. but sape suruh tak share. pfft. so daaah la, i'll upload some pctures from 'his' BELOVED d80 later. and i'll talk about egypt later too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now i have to go find some letters for the asrama thing. and speaking about the asrama thing, aww man, i'm gonna miss my buds reaaaaal bad. alaah dekat jee kot asrama tu. i'll dropby at seafield anytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so yeaah, i have to go now. byeeeeeeeee buds, cheeerio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s. this whole asrama thing is giving me shivers down my spine. aaaaaaaaand i wont becoming to school tomorrow and maybe tuesday and &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;MAYBE&lt;/span&gt; even wednesday. a lot things to do lah, and plus i &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;havent &lt;/span&gt;touched my homework yet. hahaha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-2068698904893491633?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-87106284836660344</id><published>2009-01-24T10:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:53:05.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'VE BEEEEN OFFERED TO SM SAINS SERI PUTERI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alhamdulillllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Allah had finally answered all my prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;after being rejected three years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and after working my guts out for the past pmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;finally it pays off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;again, Alhamdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, it's like a &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;dream come true !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;now that i'd got what i wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel bad about leaving my buds in seafield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;awh man, i'm gonna miss you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but haaave no feaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;cause i'll be leaving on the 10th of february!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;that's a lot of days to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;which means i still have a whole week to spend with you buds out there !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;well, that's all i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;my plane departs at 10 tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;pray i'll have a save journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;and seeeee you guys next weeek :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;cheeerio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;OH ANDDD HAAAAPPY SWEEET 16th BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;AKIM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;not to forget, HAAAPPPY BELATED BIRTHDAYYY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;BAZLIN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;DARLING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-87106284836660344?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/87106284836660344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=87106284836660344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/87106284836660344'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what will you do if your PE teacher prepares a whole what-to-do-schedule for the whole entire year for her beloved students? hahahahahaha crazy kaaaaaan? talk about the class i'm in. i'm so friggin stressed weh. honestly, it's like a class full of &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;studying-freak-o-zombies&lt;/span&gt; taught by a bunch of &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;teaching-freak-o-teachers.&lt;/span&gt; and after being in there like what, 21days, i'm turning into one of those zombies weeeh ! the stacks of homework are like sky-scrappers high, no joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohhh right by the waaaaay, do you know that i'm as blur as a cow in those add maths as well as physics classes? hahahahahahahaha. seriously i felt like an idiot who &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;left &lt;/span&gt;her brain by the road and had&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; innocently&lt;/span&gt; entered the add maths class. i told my brother and my sister, and they said they too were like that when they were in form 4. so i guess it must have run in our blood. so yeah, not to worry !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NETBALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeaaaah baby ! we won like 2 games out of 4 games ! hahahaha. okay, honestly, it's not really a good thing. cause we didnt even make it for the quarter finals. haha. but hell weh, we trained our butts off for like 7 days. and i mean 7 days only. not to mention we had our trainings &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;without a real netball&lt;/span&gt; court weh ! and other schools you ask? well, if you'd to ask, they practised like months and months before the tournament, AND not to mention, with a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PROPER&lt;/span&gt; netball court. so do the maths laaa, we're like god damn happy for winning those games. ohh yes, and did we mention that the best tournament our school had ever won was by winning ONE game only. and we won TWO ! hahahahahahahaha gila weh, proud nak mati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRdc6iIhI/AAAAAAAAAZI/P-y1ALNzRE8/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294493140858839570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRdc6iIhI/AAAAAAAAAZI/P-y1ALNzRE8/s320/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRdAhFZKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Uky_jza4QgQ/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294493133235905698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRdAhFZKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Uky_jza4QgQ/s320/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRc9T5yaI/AAAAAAAAAY4/0274HpG7TUw/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294493132375312802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRc9T5yaI/AAAAAAAAAY4/0274HpG7TUw/s320/DSC00034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRc_rXUHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/rt33OT02Th8/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294493133010587762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRc_rXUHI/AAAAAAAAAYw/rt33OT02Th8/s320/DSC00013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRcW3fG7I/AAAAAAAAAYo/indFpbkaLL4/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294493122055576498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRcW3fG7I/AAAAAAAAAYo/indFpbkaLL4/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and do you know what pisses me the most? seafield is like the mother of all cheapskets school ever. bloooody stupid weh. how can they ever expect us to win our netball tournaments with no netball court what so ever? i'm not pointing fingers here, but common la weh, use some &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;brain&lt;/span&gt; laa. and to top that off, the brand new basketball court is like minutes away from it's grand opening and wuttahell weh, STILL NO BLOODY NETBALL COURT. now please tell me this person i'm thinking about right now doesnt use her bloody brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLIDAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;huaaalaweyy, no school for the rest of the week ! seriously, that's like the&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; second best thing&lt;/span&gt; that has ever happend to me in this first-21-days of school. right after winning those netball games of course. hahaha. but well, like you've guested, my desk is like congested with books weh. homeworks, projects, presentations bla bla bla. howwwweverrr, I'M GOOOOING &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;EGYPT&lt;/span&gt; THIS HOLIDAAAAAAAAAY ! which means i wont be stuck at home anymore. aaaaaaaand no more chores. WUHUUU! and and seriously, to top that off, my mom had just released an order for me to not bring any books during the vacation! waaala, gila weh. dah la the february test is like in less then a month. i'll be mince meat for sure. so yeaaah, i'll be leaving tomorrow. and i'll be back next saturday. which means i'll be doing all my homework on the next sunday. agaain, crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOARDING SCHOOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohmygooddd, the offer's coming out &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tmrrw.&lt;/span&gt; wish me luck, guys. i'll be needing loads of them. seriously wei, the only thing that's been stirring itself, non stop in my mind for the past few days was about the offer. gaaaah. even the thought of the whole offer thing brings me the shivers down my spine. what if i dont get it? what if i'll be stuck here in seafield, in the netball-courtless school? hahahaha. dont get me wrong tho guys, i dont mean to leave you guys, what else to erase you guys from my life. i think it's just time for me to take a step, a tiny bit ahead for the upcoming spm. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, i'm blooody scared !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i guess this is all. to all my chinese friends out there, have a very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy chinese new yearr !&lt;/span&gt; get loads of angpaus and share at least&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; 20%&lt;/span&gt; of the total amount of money with me. bahahaha &lt;em&gt;lame.&lt;/em&gt; i'll try and update this blog while i'm in egypt. but it all depends if there'll be a wireless at our apartment. so seeeee you guys ! I'LL BE MISSING YOU !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lots and lots of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/4859364254290266899-5830669887863168899?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/5830669887863168899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=5830669887863168899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5830669887863168899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/5830669887863168899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-made-history.html' title='we made history.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SXnRdc6iIhI/AAAAAAAAAZI/P-y1ALNzRE8/s72-c/DSC00065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-3430137117975970715</id><published>2009-01-12T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:12:34.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blockage.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeaap, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;bummer&lt;/span&gt; is quite the word i'm looking for. gaaah, i'm sorry for the late update ! the first week of school has alwaaays been this &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hectic&lt;/span&gt; huh? right you are. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; that i'm bragging nor showing off. i do appreciate it, but huaargh, so many ah? okay okay, sorry to keep you wondering what am i talking about, but i am now officially the president of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KRS&lt;/span&gt;, vice president of the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;netball &lt;/span&gt;team, and the ajk for the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow &lt;/span&gt;house. agaaain, like i said, i'm not showing off. i swear, i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not.&lt;/span&gt; nor complaining about the positions i'm holding right now either. but yeah, you've guess it, these cool positions do come with those awfully &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;humongous &lt;/span&gt;responsibilities. not to mention there're like a 100 tonne weight on both my shoulders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to top thaat off, i have TONNES of &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; to do, ranging from chemistry to english. a lot of chapters to be read. aaaaand the netball tournament is in &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;less &lt;/span&gt;than 10 days. which means we have to train every single day. aaaaand to make that even worse, i still have to find names for the yellow house team members. again, i'm &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;complaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh and yes, so i have made up my mind, i'm&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; not taking&lt;/span&gt; accounts. not because i have to many things to do, but i think &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;10 subjects&lt;/span&gt; are just enough for me. and come to think of it, why burden myself right? aaand plus, studying medicine doesnt involve accounts. so yeah, i guess i'd made the right decision for myself. and to make things better, my family&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; supported&lt;/span&gt; me on that decision from top to bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeaah, i'm sorry but i have to end this. there's this huge lump of things-to-do list that's been blocking my brain from working efficiently. so seeeee yooou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohh ohh and yes, insyaAllah, i'm going &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;for a holiday&lt;/span&gt; during this chinese new year holiday !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;where? i'll tell you on my next post !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-3430137117975970715?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/3430137117975970715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=3430137117975970715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3430137117975970715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/3430137117975970715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/01/blockage.html' title='blockage.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-4447626009280214645</id><published>2009-01-05T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:37:47.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accounts or no accounts?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohmygoddd, form 4 &lt;em&gt;already&lt;/em&gt;? and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sixteeen&lt;/span&gt; years old alreaddy? okaay so i still remembered vividly those days when we were in form 1, being the &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;newbie&lt;/span&gt;, the freshman, what ever you people call it. it was our first daay, being excited and &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;terrified&lt;/span&gt; all at the same time, being so blur. and gosh, looking at those form fours coming out from their classes at that time felt like &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;fuyoo weh, form4 tu&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;. hahahaha what i was trying to say is, that those form4s look soo mature and being a form1 &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;at that time&lt;/span&gt; felt like we were suppose to &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;look up&lt;/span&gt; at them or some sort of respect them or something close to that. we were also half terrified of those form4s since they practically have the power to bully us at anytime / anywhere whatsoever. so yeaah. now it's like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BAAAAAAAAAAAAMMM !&lt;/span&gt; now we &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; the form4s baaaby ! hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeahh, the first day of school as a form4 was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;boooooring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; well, except the part where we all got to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;meet&lt;/span&gt; our friends and seniors back after the two-months holiday. and not to mention, lots of catching up to do. besides making tonnes of &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;noise&lt;/span&gt;, and talking non stop to everyone, we didnt do anything at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh rigghhtt, and then there was the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;program maju diri&lt;/span&gt; thing. where we were suppose to hear pn wong talk about those packages we were suppose to take. it wasnt that boring tho, since we were all still &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;clueless&lt;/span&gt; about these packages thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm taking &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pure science&lt;/span&gt; ! hahaha and call me a geeek but i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; i'm in love with bio ! but the thing i'm still thinking right now is whether to take up &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;accounts&lt;/span&gt; or not. since EST is already in the pure science package, which made a total of 10subjects. i know we &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; allowed to &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;drop&lt;/span&gt; EST, but then it's like, we're suppose to learn it anywaaay, so might as well we just go for it. &lt;em&gt;clueless&lt;/em&gt;, still clueless. i guess we'll seeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so okaaaaaay. i'm laazy to type more. and plus i'm laazy to online since dani's being&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'oh i cant wait for you to move to other school'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; crap. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand i have &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; tonight. wuttahell wei. till then, byeee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-4447626009280214645?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/4447626009280214645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=4447626009280214645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4447626009280214645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/4447626009280214645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/01/accounts-or-no-accounts.html' title='accounts or no accounts?'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-9187376223792270615</id><published>2009-01-01T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:01:50.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loosen up, it's 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;R &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahh&lt;/em&gt;, so 2008 is finally&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; over&lt;/span&gt;. a greet &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;welcome&lt;/span&gt; to a brand new year is in order. so yeeaah baby, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;welcome 2009 !&lt;/span&gt; WUHUUU ! i know i'm suppose to post a blog on the new year's&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; eve&lt;/span&gt;, sort of to wrap things up but yeah, hahaha i ended up &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sleeeping&lt;/span&gt; on the couch watching pirates of the carribean while the clock ticks midnight. the only thing i'm thanking god is that i didnt turn into a&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; when the clock struck midnight&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; last night&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha&lt;em&gt; kidding, joking&lt;/em&gt;. thank god, i reached 2009 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i'm guessing sleeeeping on a couch last night answers your &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt; on how did i celebrate new year. hahahaha but i did celebrate it, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;todaaay&lt;/span&gt; ! todaaaay was utterly awesome. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than utterly awesome in fact. i finaaaally &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stayed&lt;/span&gt; home today ! hahaha must be weird huh, syafaf humaira is &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;very proud&lt;/span&gt; of staying home. well yeaaah, after going out every single day for the &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;past three weeks.&lt;/span&gt; not that i'm not being thankful or anything. but i'm so &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;worn out.&lt;/span&gt; literally, i went out every single day, 7days a week. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;non &lt;/span&gt;stop. and the best part is, i got left home&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ALOOONE&lt;/span&gt; ! YEAAAH BABY ! and and guess what i did. i watched the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;o.c&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;marathon &lt;/span&gt;at channel [V] from 8am till 5pm ! &lt;em&gt;sickening&lt;/em&gt; right? &lt;em&gt;I KNOWWWW.&lt;/em&gt; but hell it was awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; more&lt;/span&gt; could you ask for anywaay? the house to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yourself.&lt;/span&gt; so what did i do exactly, i turned &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;up &lt;/span&gt;the volume. watched o.c. danced like nobody's business during the breaks. i bet my neighbours will find me &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; if they ever saw me doing that. but yeah, exactly, i'm loosen-ing my self up. maaaan it &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;feeeelt good&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. trust me. there is no way &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;better &lt;/span&gt;to start a brand new yeaar what-so-ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeaah to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wrap&lt;/span&gt; 2008 up, not to mention to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;shove&lt;/span&gt; it into a box and yeah, how i wish i could &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ship&lt;/span&gt; it to antartica ! hahahaha agaiiin, &lt;em&gt;kidding.&lt;/em&gt; 2008 was a &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;roler coaster&lt;/span&gt; ride indeed. yeaah, like the pcture on the top of this blog. there were the ups and downs. not to mention several &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suicidal falls&lt;/span&gt; you find it scaarry when you're riding on it at first. but later after that, it just feels good to &lt;em&gt;brag&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;on&lt;/em&gt; to people that you actually rode on one of those craazy rides. hahaha yeah, exactly like that. i'm preettty much &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;crapping,&lt;/span&gt; am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anywaaaaaaaay. to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; with the suicidal falls. there were also&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; a lot&lt;/span&gt; of verry cool and awesome stuffs in 2008. the only thing is i'll bore you to death if i'll start on &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;listing &lt;/span&gt;all of those cool and awesome stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;holidaaay this year was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;uber awesome&lt;/span&gt; tooo ! nvr been awesome-er. the trip to &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;cameron highlands&lt;/span&gt; with all my prefect buds. the vacation to the palace beach and spa with my 3 super cool buds. the trip to genting higlands with my sister. the trip to kuala kangsar. and yeaah not to mention i tried a whole bunch of stuff too this holiday ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i hit the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gym&lt;/span&gt; for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;- i had successfully hit a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;golf ball&lt;/span&gt; for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;- went on the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bumpercar&lt;/span&gt; ride for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- rode on the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;flying coaster&lt;/span&gt; ride for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- took photos in the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;photobooth &lt;/span&gt;for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- tried &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sushi king&lt;/span&gt; for the first time, and hated it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- watched 4movies at the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cinema&lt;/span&gt; in 4weeks in a row for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;chatted&lt;/span&gt; till 3.30 in the morning for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- got &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;paid &lt;/span&gt;for babysitting for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- watched &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;9hours&lt;/span&gt; of tv marathon for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bahahah well, that's a few. told you i had a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;blast&lt;/span&gt; this holiday. well, i had a blast through out 2008. so yeahh, i'm&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; hoping&lt;/span&gt; for a spectacular year, this 2009. aaand, keep your &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;fingers crossed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and also mine, for some sort of a miracle to happen ! HAHA :D enjooy this year, and cheerio people !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-9187376223792270615?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/9187376223792270615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=9187376223792270615' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/9187376223792270615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/9187376223792270615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2009/01/loosen-up-its-2009.html' title='loosen up, it&apos;s 2009.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-7717948332784113921</id><published>2008-12-30T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:02:00.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hugs and kisses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;WARNING : THIS WILL BE A VERY SHORT POST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yes, you've guessed it right. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I GOT 8A's FOR MY PMR !&lt;/span&gt; alhamdulillahh ! gaaaaaaaaaaaaah, the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt; i mean, finally, every effort i'd put into all these while finally paid off. and looking at my mom's face when pn maziha whispered to her abt my result was &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;pure priceless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now all i have to do is to convey a special thankyou to my mom , my dad, my brother and syidad for volunteerily came to my school this morning. pfft, dah la&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; tak diundang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll post moree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all i have to do now is get my head into school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;byee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-7717948332784113921?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7717948332784113921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=7717948332784113921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7717948332784113921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7717948332784113921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2008/12/alhamdulillah-followed-by-yeaaah-baby.html' title='hugs and kisses.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-894297151671783862</id><published>2008-12-29T20:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:21:30.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who says kuala kangsar is boring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sitting on a bench&lt;/span&gt; near a river, listening to the sound of the river &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;water gushing&lt;/span&gt;, following its current while watching the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sunrise&lt;/span&gt;, together with the sound of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;birds chirping&lt;/span&gt; in the background must sounded like i'd just copy-pasted a passage from a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fairytale&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;heckk&lt;/em&gt;, no weeei. wanna experience all that? go visit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kuala Kangsar !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahaha my godd, i sounded like those &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cheap ads&lt;/span&gt; you tend to see in the telly. altho, the intro didnt turn out half as bad as i expected it to be. must be the effects of watching too much of those cheap advertisements on tv. who knows, i'll &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;appear&lt;/span&gt; in one of those ads in &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;10 / 15 years time&lt;/span&gt;? bahahahaha. sheeesh, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hope not.&lt;/span&gt; nauzubillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anywaaay. the title says it all. who says a small town in perak namely kuala kangsar isnt an interesting place for a holiday? all you need is a &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;very very cool person&lt;/span&gt; who knows kuala kangsar inside out and well, about&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; 20 noisy family members&lt;/span&gt; together with you all the time. hahaha thankgod 2 of my uncles decided to have loads of kids. one has &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;8 kids&lt;/span&gt; while the other has &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;9 &lt;/span&gt;if i wasnt mistaken. talk about a fine reproductivity living style they tend to excercise hahahahaha. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so yeaah, the whole trip was noisy as hell. let me elaborate more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285183507597997490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi-ZechtbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Hzliv872APk/s320/DSC09768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no, of course we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; go together on a big bus. or else it'll be a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rombongan cik kiah&lt;/span&gt; like those malay movies you see in tv. (my god, seriously i think i'd watch too much telly this holiday) we went there by ourselves since a family lives in &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;bangi,&lt;/span&gt; which is far from subang. another family decided to depart after the &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;solat jumaat&lt;/span&gt;. another family cant depart before the working hours. yadayadayada. to cut things short, it's hard to have a convoi together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we left at 9 in the morning. but had to turn back home after a &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;thirty minute journey&lt;/span&gt; after realising that we &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;left our outfit&lt;/span&gt; for the kenduri. hahahaha. yeah, what a total &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clutz&lt;/span&gt;. the main reason we went to kuala kangsar is to attend this relative's wedding. so while attending that wedding, why not enjoy the holiday as well? so it was hilarious to find out we left the most&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; important&lt;/span&gt; thing of all. we were laughing&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; like mad cows&lt;/span&gt; the whole way back to our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stopped at tapah for a short break after a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 1/2 hour&lt;/span&gt; journey. decided to eat &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;baskin robins&lt;/span&gt; with my dad and my mom when auntie azah called us and asked where were we. suprisingly they were at tapah as well. so yeah, we met them, talked. and saw &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; dude hahaha,&lt;em&gt; lame.&lt;/em&gt; texted dani to tell him about the dude blahblahblah. so anyway we continued on our journey and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;arrived&lt;/span&gt; about an hour later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to this &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;medan selera&lt;/span&gt; near the kuala kangsar river where there was about &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;20 stalls&lt;/span&gt; selling laksa and cendol. i mean common, 20 stalls selling all the same thing? we wasted about 15 minutes of our time just to think which stall should we &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt;. we decided at last, but had forgotten what was the name of the stall. the laksa was okay. the cendol was fine too. auntie azah called again, and told us that they had already &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;checked in&lt;/span&gt; to the resort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the best thing was, we were all staying at the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;same resort&lt;/span&gt; ! wuuuhuu. now that's just &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;pure fun&lt;/span&gt;. the name of the resort? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Resort Sungai Perak&lt;/span&gt;. yes, the resort is situated along the perak river. our room was &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;118.&lt;/span&gt; rested, prayed and got another phone call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;since only two families had arrived, we decided to have a&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; tour around&lt;/span&gt; kuala kangsar. the groom's hometown is in kuala kangsar, so yeah he was the tour guide for the whole trip. trust me, he's an&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; uber awesome&lt;/span&gt; tour guide. to be honest, i dont think i'll be half as good as him to give a super fun tour &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;around subang&lt;/span&gt;. hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285183509868073506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi-Zm5wUiI/AAAAAAAAAXg/w05VUObhXbQ/s320/DSC09778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;first stop&lt;/span&gt; - a hot spring spot, deep deep in kuala kangsar ! come to think of it, i dont think it's in kuala kangsar anyway. it's about 20km awaay from kuala kangsar and trust me, it's faaar faaar away. we'd passed abt &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;7 kampungs&lt;/span&gt; on the way to the hot spring spot. haha and well, not to mention, the spot is veeery &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;spooky&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;creepy&lt;/span&gt;. but the water was daaaamn hot wei. hahaha &lt;em&gt;duuhh,&lt;/em&gt; dah kata hot spring. but yeah everyone's feet turned &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bright red&lt;/span&gt; after dipping into the utterly hot water for 30 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285183517366867954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi-aC1m1_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/wJ_pFEqzPiQ/s320/DSC09792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we left after that and yeah, like i'd expected, the tour guide &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aka&lt;/span&gt; the groom &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aka&lt;/span&gt; abang alif told us that the hot spring spot is kind of a&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; ''hot"&lt;/span&gt; area. &lt;em&gt;if you know what i mean&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;spooky,&lt;/span&gt; told you. hahaha. so&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;next stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - the majestic &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Masjid Ubudiah&lt;/span&gt; ! haha sorry for the senget-ed pcture. my mum took it. and she herself admitted that she's a bad bad photgrahpher. some of the guys went in and prayed there. while us girls just enjoyed the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;incredibly spectacular&lt;/span&gt; architecture designs of the mosque. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285183524793146434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi-aegK3EI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5qElrz_Q0eY/s320/DSC09800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;next stop&lt;/span&gt; - Istana Iskandariah. alaah you know the building which is well known for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not using&lt;/span&gt; a single paku to build it. hahahaha screw the grammar. i'm &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;laaazy&lt;/span&gt; to elaborate abt the palace. the palace was closed. we arrived about 30 minutes late. what a bummer. decided to take a picture in front of the building and decided to head back to the resort since the other family had finally&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; arrived&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285183526402765826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi-akf7tAI/AAAAAAAAAX4/-GS0rjz89Sw/s320/DSC09807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;walaaawei. things started to get &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;a lot noisier&lt;/span&gt; right after this other family arrived. now this family has &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 girls&lt;/span&gt; in it. or was it 6? entah, but there were &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lots&lt;/span&gt; of girls. what's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cruising&lt;/span&gt; down the perak river ! we walked down the river along the veery veery long pathway &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;behind&lt;/span&gt; the resort. then we hung out and took lots of pictures at the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;riverside&lt;/span&gt;. then waited for our turn for the cruise. my mom was being superstitious when she said sg perak's also a&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; "hot"&lt;/span&gt; place to be. hahaha. it was already 6.30. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;continued &lt;/span&gt;on our cruise. maaaaaaaaan it was fun weyyy. witnessing the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sunset &lt;/span&gt;was one hell of an experience. what else on a boat, with my cuzzies ! had a chance to give this school of fish with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fish food&lt;/span&gt; and well yeah had a chance to watch the birds flying to their nests too. gaaaaah it was ridiculously&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; funn !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285184463368573314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi_RG9_UYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/2hslNoeivx4/s320/DSC09814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That night we had dinner at this &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A &amp;amp; Z seafood restaurant&lt;/span&gt;. which was also uber interesting. not to mention the food was super&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; yummy&lt;/span&gt; too. thanks to the groom for being a very cool tour guide. due to the large number of us family, (&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;27 &lt;/span&gt;people to be exact) we had to combine &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;7 tables&lt;/span&gt; and well, i have to say, we alone conquered &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; of the restaurant. kecoh gilaa wei ! hahahaha. the &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;satay &lt;/span&gt;was gilaaaa sedap, and so was the&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; tom yam&lt;/span&gt;. ate for two hours and then got back to our resort. watched tv for a while then went to sleeep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285184473760238370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi_RtrjiyI/AAAAAAAAAYI/SkG1rn0O2Og/s320/DSC09830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Next morning, we had another trip, this time with uncle omar zaki's family. maan us girls were&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; weh. hahaha. went to the &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;mosque&lt;/span&gt; again, since they didnt go there yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285184480570450882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi_SHDPI8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/B9Uhu6YRW6I/s320/DSC09832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then we headed to the&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; other&lt;/span&gt; palace in kuala kangsar. not sure of the name tho. since we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;werent allowed&lt;/span&gt; to enter the palace. the palace is bloody &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;humongous!&lt;/span&gt; try multiplying the seafield's field by &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;. the cool thing about taking pctures at it's gate is that we could easily lie to people that we were infront of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;buckingham palace &lt;/span&gt;in UK. idk why, but seriously, they both &lt;em&gt;kind of&lt;/em&gt; have a similar gate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285184487811170738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi_SiBjwbI/AAAAAAAAAYY/WS2vrLq_dW0/s320/DSC09838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went back to the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Istana Iskandariah&lt;/span&gt; and this time, it was open for visitors. too bad it was freakishly &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt; haha. there were only a few historical things on diplay. loads of them had been transfered to the galeri sultan azlan shah. so yeah, we headed there, to the galery. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;loads&lt;/span&gt; of very interesting stuff, but trust mee, i'll &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bore youuu to death&lt;/span&gt; explaining what's in that. you have got to check it out yrself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285184497292441858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi_TFWEeQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/17eJTNbPhSk/s320/DSC09847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My goood wehh, we were &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;too preoccupied&lt;/span&gt; with all the cool cool things in the galery till we'd almost &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;forgotten&lt;/span&gt; about the wedding we were suppose to attend that afternoon. hahaha and yeaah the bride needs to be make-uped. and us girls were given a task to give a total &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;makeover&lt;/span&gt;. gila do, risky wey. the bride's mom must &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;reaaally&lt;/span&gt; trust us. yea laa, who knows we'll turn her daughter into a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clown&lt;/span&gt;. thankgod everything went well. the bride turned out &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;veeeeery&lt;/span&gt; pretty. hahaha and guess what, i was hired as a last-minute-pengapit ! hahahahahahahahahahahaha. gila lah, i guess i was very hot in the green kebaya. bahahaha &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PERAAASAN&lt;/span&gt; ! so after the wedding we headed straight back home. met everyone again at tapah tho. hahaha prayed there and bought a bunch of &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;dah laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. i'm ending this. whyyy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;RESULT'S COMING OUT &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TOMORROOOOW&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;blooody helll weeyy, i'm scared and i'm feeling sick to my stomach. i wonder if i'll &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;vomit &lt;/span&gt;right before i open the result slip. OHMYGOOODDD. which reminds me, i havent bought the school books yet, hahahaha. and yes, i havent ironed my school uniform. my school bag's &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nowhere &lt;/span&gt;to be found. and same goes to my&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; pencil box&lt;/span&gt;. oh booy, i'm &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt;. okaaay la, i'm off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH ME LUCK TOMORRRROW !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-894297151671783862?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/894297151671783862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=894297151671783862' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/894297151671783862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/894297151671783862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-says-kuala-kangsar-is-boring.html' title='who says kuala kangsar is boring?'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVi-ZechtbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/Hzliv872APk/s72-c/DSC09768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-7018773323938267066</id><published>2008-12-28T16:34:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:50:53.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lions and flying coasters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVdD-Hg1tCI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xji4f8RT9Ps/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284767422190302242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVdD-Hg1tCI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xji4f8RT9Ps/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so watching a bunch of &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;giraffes&lt;/span&gt; wasnt the best thing to do during the holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha trust me, zoos are definetly meant for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i mean kids only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;although i have to admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was kind of fun to have the same ol' trip to the zoo with my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;like we did &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;10 years&lt;/span&gt; ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;except this time, there's syidad and my brother-in-law together with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and well yeah, bet i was busy &lt;em&gt;ooohh-ing&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;aaaah-ing&lt;/em&gt; back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my god weh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;do you even know how&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; old&lt;/span&gt; these animals are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;looking at the lion is like looking at a &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;dead-lion-walking&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i mean seriously.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284758076743260674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVc7eJAomgI/AAAAAAAAAWY/DelzpT1hblI/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got me thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maaan the lions in zoo negara have &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; in common with the lions in the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;central park zoo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;like &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; in Madagascar for instance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wonder if lions in malaysia can dance like alex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahahaha who am i kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the lions in malaysia look so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tensed up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as if they're about to take their PMR results in &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;1 day time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284758066510728050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVc7di5Ai3I/AAAAAAAAAWI/Bi8_lOo_d9s/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wasnt lying when i said the zoo wasnt really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;since syidad was &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bored to death&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i guess we came to early that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the animals were still &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;half-awake&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;some were about to have their morning shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the others were just about to have their breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284758063160626242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVc7dWaSDEI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8YI7VDVKvYU/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we were planning to watch the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;animal show&lt;/span&gt; at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but hell, it was an hour away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;told you we went there too early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my brother-in-law decided to have a&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;detour&lt;/span&gt; instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;like those detours you see in the amazing race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;where to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;GENTING HIGHLAAANDS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was beyoond estatic by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the un-planned trip to genting was uber awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;although they do know that was indeed &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;craazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and by they i mean my sister and my brother-in-law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we werent prepared for the ridiculously &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; weather, &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;even syidad had a pair of shorts and a short-sleeved tshirt on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and well of course, a pair of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bubble gummers&lt;/span&gt; shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the road was mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sickening&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i hate those kind of roads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all those curvy roads made me sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and plus, having to deal with syidad in the backseat &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wasnt pleasurable&lt;/span&gt; as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we ate a lot on our way up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bytes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mister potato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;popcorn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;100plus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you name it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we practically gobled up everything !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284759252816577954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVc8imOXRaI/AAAAAAAAAWg/KyV526vEpBQ/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maaaan genting was cold !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i mean super&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; cold&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syidad wasnt bragging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i think he's okay with the weather up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and talk about super fun rides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVc8jWPxRmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KZJvVRkT4x4/s1600-h/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284759265707378274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVc8jWPxRmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KZJvVRkT4x4/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okaay so the ride above wasnt really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was for syidad tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he was being &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;jumpy&lt;/span&gt; and hyper all at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and well yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after riding on the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;euro express&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;ferris wheel&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bumper car&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we went outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when i then discovered the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Flying Coaster&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ohmygoooodd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the ride was ridiculously crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;trust me, if my dad was there, he wouldnt have let me ride on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but heck it was&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; WICKED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AWEEESOME !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;seriously, you should try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i recommend you to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVc8jAnf3rI/AAAAAAAAAWo/eVjwdZTN6O0/s1600-h/DSC_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284759259901320882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVc8jAnf3rI/AAAAAAAAAWo/eVjwdZTN6O0/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we had our lunch at KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we then pretty much browsed genting here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but we werent there for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;since we havent prayed zohor yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we went back around &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;2 something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;got home around 3 something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was tired, so i slept the whole way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syidad too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was a &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;super ultimate mega&lt;/span&gt; fun trip indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eventho we didnt go to the outdoor theme park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the indoor was enough for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we decided to come back again for the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;outdoor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this time &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;without &lt;/span&gt;syidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that night i was forced to pack up my things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;where to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kuala Kangsar the next daaaaaay !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;blooody hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kuala Kangsar&lt;/span&gt; was WAAAAAAAY awesome than genting and the zoo.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284758071912902338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVc7d3A_LsI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a6-r4nE1EmY/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;all in all, &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt; to theesee people for treating me that whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'll type more tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;or maybe tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the trip to kuala kangsar of coursee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cheeerio !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-7018773323938267066?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/7018773323938267066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=7018773323938267066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7018773323938267066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/7018773323938267066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2008/12/lions-and-flying-coasters.html' title='lions and flying coasters.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SVdD-Hg1tCI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xji4f8RT9Ps/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-767027017673889139</id><published>2008-12-20T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T22:27:26.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama club.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SUzrGmXbOaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/HMfxV8_8zjQ/s1600-h/dustin+milligan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281854961609292194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SUzrGmXbOaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/HMfxV8_8zjQ/s320/dustin+milligan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bloooooody hell, i am bloody &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hooked&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okayyy, sorry for the seriously &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;inappropriate&lt;/span&gt; introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this week has been a &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;veeery &lt;/span&gt;interesting week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah, i know i'd told you it's gonna be a very hectic week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but heck, i'd enjoyed every minute of it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;before you make such &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; assumptions on the inappropriate introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i am not hooked on anything illegal or anything bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm just hooked on someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha yeah, you're very much welcome to call me a lame-o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;mpsj on &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt; was okaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eventho only &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;seven&lt;/span&gt; people turned up for netball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which wasnt that fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and not to mention, made it even clearer that i am utterly&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; jinxed&lt;/span&gt; at making any plans whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the guys turned up late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;since they were only there to hang out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i jogged for like &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;a round&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and stopped right after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shit weh, &lt;em&gt;pancit&lt;/em&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;after playing netball for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;less&lt;/span&gt; then an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we decided to head to kayu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i had my breakfast earlier tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so the rest ate while i enjoyed my barly drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeaah talk about the&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; typical malaysian habits&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;eat all you can &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; working out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it makes such a perfect sense, dont you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sadly tho, i am pretty much &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;included &lt;/span&gt;in that same party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we went to mcD right after that for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ate the &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;prosperity burger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;shared with fahim tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the twister fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which was ridiculously yummy yet ridiculously unhealty at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;this was the part when we started to crack reaally &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gross&lt;/span&gt; jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was sitting together with fahim, faisal, teah and qahhar, all at the same table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then as i was starting to indulge myself into the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;super yummy&lt;/span&gt; prosperity burger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;faisal started to talk about the secret ingredients they put into the burger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;blur gilaa at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then he started to talk about the&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; lizards&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;roaches&lt;/span&gt; they tend to put into the burger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;reaal nicee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahahaha then fahim and i agreed &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to play along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we started to make this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;lizard sound&lt;/span&gt; after eating the burger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and well yeah, wigled that burger as if the lizard is still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha teah was eating this &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;orange dream mcflurry&lt;/span&gt; when qahhar started to crack jokes as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he was telling this ridiculous story on how yellow coloured lizards are blended together with cream to make the orang-coloured mcflurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we were practically laughing our guts out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and yeah, i almost &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sprayed&lt;/span&gt; my coke on faisal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which was seriously hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my godd weh, i almost chocked on teah's hash brown as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;seriously, jokes can be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hazardous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we didnt hang out long tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to watson near mcd while waiting for my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;teah and alia tagged along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;everyone else made their way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;we went back around 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and that was it then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;akad nikah&lt;/span&gt; event went on the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which was the same day faisal's &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;barbeque&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what a bummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i had to skip the bbq as the event was a relative's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm sorry to break it to you guys like this tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but the event ended at &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which was only informed to me on &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that same day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the main reason ; my mum wouldnt allow me to attend the bbq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeah, i'm sorry guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bailing on you dudes like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha so in order to make me &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; go to the bbq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(since the bbq is just like 100m away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my father decided to bring us all to bangsar that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;when to Mahbub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;where i'd eaten &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fried ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it was &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; to eat such creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lepak here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went back at 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my mum's plan on preventing me to go to the bbq sure do &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;succeded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;as i collapesed on my bed right after going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;riighht by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh myyy goood weh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;remember that super hot dude i was talking about on my previous blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sorry for sounding like &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;paris hilton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but yeah, he's hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;even my mum said he was handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then it's saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, today was &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;super awesome&lt;/span&gt; too, if you had to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;apart of being 'attacked' by my brother's ex-girlf at parade this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which was &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;utterly cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;since it was like a drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and also since i had a chance to shout at her as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wuhuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nothing serious really, an argue &lt;em&gt;je&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yeaah, did i mention that i'd managed to eat a whole large famous amos &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cookie&lt;/span&gt; while watching the drama?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i went to my relative's &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wedding&lt;/span&gt; right after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;met that super hot dude again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hung out with a whole bunch of other long-lost-relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which was awesomely fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;too bad the weather was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;blooooody hot&lt;/span&gt; tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;everyone was practically sweating their skins out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i intended to stay there longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahahaha for &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;numerous relevant&lt;/span&gt; purposes of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but then due to the super hot weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my brother and i decided to head back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;my parents went home late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;since they were the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;usherer&lt;/span&gt; for the wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so then i &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;begged &lt;/span&gt;my brother to let me online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and suprisingly he allowed me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;guess what&lt;/em&gt;, he's being nice to me all evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which is weird actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;probably because my mother still has &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;no clue&lt;/span&gt; whatsoever about the 'parade incident' earlier today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;to be honest, i wasnt planning to tell my mum anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i guess i'll stop right here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ciow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-767027017673889139?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/767027017673889139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=767027017673889139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/767027017673889139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/767027017673889139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2008/12/drama-club.html' title='drama club.'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SUzrGmXbOaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/HMfxV8_8zjQ/s72-c/dustin+milligan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-2105142540949068076</id><published>2008-12-17T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T20:53:46.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i be worried by now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SUj35_Dq2rI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Yiz2NZGhdDg/s1600-h/steven+strait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280743138643335858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SUj35_Dq2rI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Yiz2NZGhdDg/s320/steven+strait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okaay so here's the thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i am so very sorry for the &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wickedly&lt;/span&gt; late update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;trust me, i am &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; being a lazy ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but the thing is, my brother has this &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;2 weeks&lt;/span&gt; of holiday he still hasnt use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you know how people usually gets 25days of holiday annually at their workplaces right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so yeaah, he still has this 2 weeks of holiday for him to spend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;if he doesnt do that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the holiday will be &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;burnt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so then it'll be a waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he's currently home &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and well yeaaah i'm currently &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;stuck &lt;/span&gt;home with him 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;not that it's a bad thing or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;modem&lt;/span&gt; is in his room !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and he practically lives in that room alone weh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he comes out like once in blue moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha okay maybe i amm&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; exaggerating&lt;/span&gt; a little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but trust me, who couldnt live in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i mean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he has&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; everything&lt;/span&gt; in that room!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a stereo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a telly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a dvd player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a playstation 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the modem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whyy&lt;/em&gt; dad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whyy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; did you put the modem inside his room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's a thing to ponder, but yeah i'll put it aside first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm sure you still cnt relate nor figure out wuttahell am i talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well, when he's around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he doesnt allow me to be an &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;internetslave/chattingfreak&lt;/span&gt; or something close to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he wont let me to do/be so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;again, i am very sorry to bore you with the very long explaination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nothing that interesting happend this week tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;except that my whole week is &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;packed&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hectic weh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and i'm very thankful to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;or else i'll be suffering from that non-cure-able &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chronic&lt;/span&gt; boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;went to OU this morning, wth my brother and my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maan, again there were too many things on sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;how i wish i could just grab them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah, i know, &lt;em&gt;in my dreams!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and zara's being such a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;smarty pants&lt;/span&gt; for not having a sale too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there is this &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;awesomely&lt;/span&gt; cool bag i'm dying to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but it wasnt on sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;haha so yeah i'll just wait for the sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yeah right, and i'm going to mpsj tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it has been &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ages&lt;/span&gt; since i went there weh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it has been &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ages&lt;/span&gt; since i worked out too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;trust me, i'll suck tmrrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;especially at the running/jogging part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaa damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then on friday, i'll be attending this akad nikah event in&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; bangi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the reception will be held the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aaaand the super hot dude will be there too !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hoyeaaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;heck it's just a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sue me for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;enjoying that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yeah, speaking about crushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;should i be worried about form 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cehh &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;takde&lt;/span&gt; kena mengena at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;no seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;should i be worried about form4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's like i'm not prepared at all weey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm not bothered to buy the &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;exersice books&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm not bothered to buy &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;school uniforms&lt;/span&gt; either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm not bothered to try and find&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; tuition classes&lt;/span&gt; too weh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh maan, this is bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ah maybe next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yeah sure i'll worry about this next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; maybe the week after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;gaaaaaaaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RESULTS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OHMYGOD, i am so not prepared for the results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;daamn, the idea of recieving the result itself just sent the shivers down my spine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;what else when the actual day comes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'm ending this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cheeeeerio !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;loves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;syfmyra :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4859364254290266899-2105142540949068076?l=monsterousyf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/feeds/2105142540949068076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4859364254290266899&amp;postID=2105142540949068076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/2105142540949068076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4859364254290266899/posts/default/2105142540949068076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monsterousyf.blogspot.com/2008/12/should-i-be-worried-by-now.html' title='should i be worried by now?'/><author><name>syfmyra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05778346814459902320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/TI4TIU-s4BI/AAAAAAAAAjA/FTBqbsO9qQg/S220/img022.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ku2xrim308Q/SUj35_Dq2rI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Yiz2NZGhdDg/s72-c/steven+strait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4859364254290266899.post-6760015746221335607</id><published>2008-12-12T08:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T01:43:31.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blimey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2am&lt;/span&gt; in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i woke up to the sound of the storm, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;angrily&lt;/span&gt; slamming itself against my window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i squinted my eyes hard to look at the clock.&lt;br /&gt;just to make sure what time it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yes definitely, it was two in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then i tried to &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt; my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it didnt work at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the sound of the wind gushing &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aggressively&lt;/span&gt; outside was too loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i wasnt scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but the first thing that popped out my mind was - how in the world are we going to celebrate raya the next morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;however, due to the undeniably tiredness that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i drifted asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*krrrrrrrrrrinnnggg*&lt;/span&gt; the alarm went on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ah well, it wasnt really a 'krrinng' sound actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the alarm that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's a song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;some song i saved as my alarm song.&lt;br /&gt;gaah what difference does it make?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;using my right hand, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;half awaked&lt;/span&gt;, i turned off the alarm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;guess what today is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;HAARRII RAAYAAA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;talk about a&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; dramatic&lt;/span&gt; introduction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's lame, i do realise it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i am afterall a human being too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with actual human emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but what the heck, for a change lah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so okaay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;enough crapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hari raya this year was &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it rained the whole day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but yeah, raining all day long has it's own pros and cons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the good thing about raining on that day was hari raya this year was utterly chilly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;very cold&lt;/span&gt; weh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;imagine it started raining at 2am and finally stopped around 1pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;almost &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;twelve hours&lt;/span&gt; weyy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the bad thing was, it was wickedly difficult for me to take pictures during that event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but in the end tho, i still managed to take several awesome pctures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;raya this year was different too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for the first time ever, my brother wasnt with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;he was in &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;russia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;outstation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b
