<?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-17297801</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:12:26.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weLcoMe tO mY LifE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-8984880128533614617</id><published>2010-09-24T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T22:53:52.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This Blog is not meant for reading. I repeat. NOT MEANT FOR READING. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at the date of my last post. interesting isn't it? i lost interest in blogging over the months and hence i stopped posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to whoever who might have come here. thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to update about myself, i'm currently studying at NYP nursing course Year 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, I used to be from Serangoon Junior college but I didn't make it for Promotion to JC2 so I had to repeat JC1. I believed that I had tried my very best to do well but my efforts were just futile. So I decided to move on, change course and pursue my diploma in nursing instead of wasting time again repeating JC1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, I don't see it as a big failure in life for not making it in SRJC. I take it as a lesson learnt. I had a great time and lots of learning experiences in SRJC. The endless support given by the teachers gave me the will and encouragement to keep going and never to give up when things get tough. I have great friends there too.  My achievement in Taekwondo is one of the highlights in life. Camp Aspire really taught me how to be a good leader. Of all the leadership camps I've attended, this is the most meaningful camp ever. Will Run broke my record in life where I ran 12km for charity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memories will stay as memories. Moving on with life now, life in Nanyang poly is great! I'm coping well with my course and it's much more fun than JC life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having 5 weeks holiday now til 17 oct. 18 oct will be the start of the 2nd semester. Meaning, the start of my duty as being the assistant class leader. And the start of more projects and projects and assignments and e-learning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-8984880128533614617?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8984880128533614617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=8984880128533614617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8984880128533614617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8984880128533614617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-blog-is-not-meant-for-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-7633981934196295848</id><published>2009-06-21T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:13:16.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Clad_blackOnWhite_350x350.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/Clad_blackOnWhite_350x350.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-7633981934196295848?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7633981934196295848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=7633981934196295848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7633981934196295848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7633981934196295848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/06/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-790018661183313543</id><published>2009-05-11T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:08:26.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3266_169863110014_725455014_6643745.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; 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height: 412px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00547.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Taekwondo Grading test on 2 May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going for tkd trainings on Saturdays as well for tkd competition at lavender.&lt;br /&gt;the competition will be held on 28 may at Rigent Sec, at Chua Chu Kang.&lt;br /&gt;meaning, i'll have to skip PW period on that day to attend the competition which will probably end at night. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYE are starting next week so better start mugging like nobody's business now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the juniors taking Olevels this year at ESSS, good luck for your MYE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so going for another tkd training this Saturday and planning to go bugis straight after that. 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height: 318px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/2778_78022402022_576107022_2086377_.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2778_78022562022_576107022_2086380_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 549px; height: 411px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/2778_78022562022_576107022_2086380_.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Join taekwondo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; it'll make you super flexible you'll turn out to be like a rubber band. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;we, the white belters, just went for grading last Saturday. how was it? nahh..it's perfectly alrite if we practiced hard for the patterns. i was super excited to come up to the judge and show off what we've been practicing for these past few weeks..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;sorry people for not updating blog for ages. i just can't find the time to update. furthermore, MYE are coming and i got truckloads of tests coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;how's life? well, been failing a lot for tests and H2 chemistry is a complete killer. especially when it comes to chemical bonding. project work is a killer too. whatever we do is never good enough. well, that's project work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;anyway, all the taekwondo people are going for competition this 28th May. as for me, i'm going for individual and Girls Group Division. same goes for Khairiyah. Zaid is going for Boys Group Division. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;and how's my younger brother? he's perfectly fine rite now. just that he has some phobia of motorcycles, even though the bike is just moving at slow speed..he would grap my hand and grasp it so tightly when crossing the road. and then i would squeeze his hand and make him go "OUCH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;so much things to talk about now. will update some other time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3583321580588899662?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3583321580588899662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3583321580588899662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3583321580588899662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3583321580588899662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/04/join-taekwondo-itll-make-you-super.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5143699227978008260</id><published>2009-03-22T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T06:03:04.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00380-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 353px; height: 470px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00380-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOR GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;in case you don't know, that's my younger brother, named Muhd Ridha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;he met with an accident with a motorcycle last week after school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;happened on the bus stop 28 where there's a divider. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;according to him, he crossed in front of a bus and he didn't notice an oncoming motorcycle beside the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;so that's how the bike hit him, and got him rolling down the road which caused him to bang his head and then had a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;minor concussion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;he had some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;abrasions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;as well on his head and knees but they all dried up already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;as you can see, his right arm is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;bandaged&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; not cast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;there's no hairline crack on any of his hands but since he's still in a growing state, his bones are still soft and hence he got his arms bandaged just for support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;well, thankfully the Eurasian guy who hit him wasn't speeding. and THANKFULLY it wasn't any Macdonald bikers who thinks the road belonged to their fathers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Luckily, he's all fine now. perfectly alrite :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;he's going back to school tomorrow with bandaged arms. and will definitely be surrounded by people who witnessed the accident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;as for me, in case you're still wondering what happened to my stitches, it just leaves a hideous scar on my forehead. if you don't really look into it, some people don't even notice it. but i find it very obvious la. i'm so going for laser treatment when i grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5143699227978008260?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5143699227978008260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5143699227978008260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5143699227978008260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5143699227978008260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/03/poor-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1928209464037937942</id><published>2009-03-06T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T06:51:57.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00254.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 270px; height: 358px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00254.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOOK EVEN CLOSER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00183.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 236px; height: 312px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00183.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOK VERY CLOSELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00256.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 258px; height: 342px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00256.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;painful? VERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;When it happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday. 4 march 2009, 8.30am, during our PE period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;We were doing a reaction drill whereby me and my partner have to face each other and try to touch each others knees. Without any warning, we both bent down at the same time and knocked into each others heads. Unfortunately for me, my forehead hit her head with great force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;at first, i felt water dripping down my face which i thought was my sweat from the previous 2 rounds around the track. but then, when i removed my hand from my forehead, i saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cherry-red coloured blood&lt;/span&gt; encompassing my palm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;the great impact made me feel like fainting and everywhere around me seemed so blur. my partner then pulled me to my teacher and i stayed strong by just sitting down, lift my head, and closed my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even more blood was gushing out from the wound and it trickled down my face and eyes, dripping down my chin and flowed down my neck. in malay "darah meleleh2"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;worse, i was facing the track where people who ran pass me could see my monstrous face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;according to my friends, there was really a lot of blood. after my teacher cleaned my face, i saw the uncountable amount of gauze used, soiled with blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;my PE teacher, Mr Bernard Tan then bandage my forehead to apply direct pressure. i felt much better then. but of course, i was still bearing the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;THEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;He brought me to the nearest clinic first but the doctor referred me to SGH since they have a specialist for skin care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;i had to do a urine test and when i was in the toilet, i took an opportunity to see my wound. only me, mr tan and the doctor witnessed my terrible cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;i received an injection on my left hand to prevent any infection on the wound. this just reminds me of the pri 6 injection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i had to go for an X-ray, in case i fractured my skull. thankfully, there's no hairline fracture. thank you milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;so i went in for my stitches. the doctor bused me 3 times and i think the buse didn't spread properly cause when he poke the needle, i can feel the sharp point of the needle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he pulled my skin like nobody's business and i laid there helplessly bearing the pain of the needle. luckily, i only felt the sharp point on certain parts of my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;i received &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7 stitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;then Mr Tan sent me back home. I'm really sorry Mr Tan for causing you trouble. And I'm really sorry 1s25 girls cause you all have to run 8 rounds around the track, just because you all were handed over to another teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm going to SGH again this Monday to open up the stitches. looks like i have to take an early leave on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how exactly i got a cut just by hitting somebody's head remains a mystery. it's not like as if she was wearing a hairband of hair clip. it was just her head. interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;lesson learnt. never be too hyperactive during PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scar, please go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1928209464037937942?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1928209464037937942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1928209464037937942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1928209464037937942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1928209464037937942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/03/look-look-even-closer-look-very-closely.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1966740707531011914</id><published>2009-03-01T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T06:45:36.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY ZAID!!!! [28th Feb]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00129.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 606px; height: 454px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00129.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; PINK&lt;/span&gt; Nike shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;my PE teacher labelled me as "The girl in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; shoes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Zaid said he felt like puking once he saw my bright, striking coloured shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;pffffttt..! i don't care. i still love my favorite coloured shoes which is my birthday gift from my aunt and uncle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;people who don't love pink will definitely not like it. haha. but people who are obsessed in pink, will go crazy over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAINBOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;it has been raining in the evening nowadays and good luck to those people who don't bring umbrella to school. i'm a good girl. i listen to my mama and will always bring umbrella wherever i go. (yeah, rite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;i'm really sorry to the 2 people from Iza's class who had recently lost their fathers. just stay strong and let fate be on the hands of our god. don't let your emotions affect your daily lives and make your daddy proud by doing your very best for your olevels. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;last friday, our school had the Parent-teacher dialogue session and while the parents had the talk made by the principal, we the children, had to go to the lecture room for our GP lesson. and i even prepared myself with lecture book and GP materials and all we did in the room was watch a movie called "Rwanda Hotel". that's all. i think that's the best lecture i ever had. the movie reminded me of our Social studies lesson where we had to do SBQ question on that country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00131.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 398px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00131.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;we went to Arab Street just now to have our breakfast cum lunch at Wisuri. heard of it before? neither do i. due to my grumbling stomach, i just gobbled up any dishes my mom ordered. plain rice with lots of dishes like rendang, sotong, pucuk ubi etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;i'm so begging my mom to go Arab Street again to buy cloth their. i fell in love with some beautifully designed cloths for raya this year. haha. advanced planning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;alrite2. i have to go and do my econs homework now. damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;i must love econs. i must love econs. i must love econs. i must love econs. i hate econs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1966740707531011914?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1966740707531011914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1966740707531011914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1966740707531011914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1966740707531011914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-pink-nike-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2169453321967193636</id><published>2009-02-23T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T06:59:14.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00442.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 438px; height: 328px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00442.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00447.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 435px; height: 325px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00447.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00445.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 435px; height: 579px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00445.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Yi Lian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00657.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 270px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00657.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the left: Olivia, Elaine, me, Yi Lian, Gillian, Jia wen, Michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 386px; height: 513px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00458.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillian and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;today is my day! firstly, i was able to have additional 45 minutes sleep cause Farid's dad sent us to school. and then after school ended, my classmate held a surprise birthday party in the canteen to celebrate me and Yi Lian's birthday which falls on 22 feb and 23 feb respectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;it was totally unexpected and i felt utterly contented to have thoughtful friends, who had to run all the way to Hougang mall to get the chocolate cake from Polar and then celebrate it together. too bad not all the class were present as some had to go off earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;:DDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i'm so excited for this coming Saturday! Adeq Iza booked me already to bring me out to donut factory, then find my stuff, then have dinner at Pastamania. this just spells F-U-N!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2169453321967193636?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2169453321967193636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2169453321967193636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2169453321967193636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2169453321967193636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/02/me-and-yi-lian-from-left-olivia-elaine.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-8395027152830594690</id><published>2009-02-22T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T07:07:48.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img176.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 239px; height: 343px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/img176.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 17th birthday Jannah! (haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. honestly, i feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry people for not updating my blog for ages. the problem is, my comp is lagging like infinity and that made me fed up and so i chose not to go online nor update my blog. the next thing is, i've got truckloads of homeworks to do. i'll try to update whenever i got the time and you'll be lucky if you get to see any posts here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00422.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 323px; height: 241px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00422.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday gift from my mom and dad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00439.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 209px; height: 275px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00439.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt and uncle bought me &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; Nike shoes at Royal sporting house and 8 pairs of socks just now. and then we headed to Swensens to meet up my mom, brother and another aunty for the birthday treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you people for remembering this special day for me.&lt;br /&gt;thank you: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Jared, maisharaqh, nabillah, yiming, khairiyah, ahmad, iryana,  asyraf, mukri, adeq iza, vanisha, Mira, syahirah (pri sch friend), razeef, charmaine, zaid, iylia,  aunts and uncles for the birthday wishes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;i don't feel as excited as before, turning 1 year older than anybody else. oh, and thank you khairiyah for the water globe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;let me talk a bit about school. i had to be the temporary class leader for 2 days and i don't like it. for every lesson, as a class leader, we're to record down the class attendance and after every lesson we must get the teacher to sign. once at the lecture hall, my class had to sit at the last row, at the furthest back of the hall. and after the lesson ended, i had to go all the way down, squeezing my body in between people with bags, continuously saying "excuse me" and rushed down before the teacher goes off without signing the class list. then i had to go all the way up again to grab my bag and tag along with my friends who were waiting for me at the top level. and i once forgot to pass the class list to the chinese students for their chinese lesson so that means there's no teacher's signature for that period. then i had to search for the chinese teacher after school and i was lucky she haven't got into her car yet. pray i won't get to be the class leader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;as for my cca, i'm in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;taekwondo&lt;/span&gt;. khairiyah, farid, iylia and zaid are also in the same cca as me. lots of stretching and running to do. we had to do spiltz for 1 min and the guys hated that part the most. haha. so funny seeing them open their legs widely trying their best to do splitz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;we've learnt how to do front kick, side kick and high kick. while zaid was trying to kick the cushion held on by the senior, he accidentally kick the guy's *toot*. and that made the guy crying in pain until the end of the whole lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;there were many funny moments we encountered but i won't tell it here in case it's a bit too sensitive. overall, my cca is where i always look forward to despite getting muscle cramps after the lesson. sooner or later, these cramps will go away and then our body will be super flexible, just like rubber band. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-8395027152830594690?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8395027152830594690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=8395027152830594690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8395027152830594690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8395027152830594690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/02/11-years-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1580295720981778065</id><published>2009-02-09T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T04:33:11.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4e6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 482px; height: 292px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/4e6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;i missed 4e6. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;so today, i got to know my class and it's no different from my ex class, 4e6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;no 1:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;there were more girls than guys. there's only 5 guys out of 25 students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;no 2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;my classmates always give the o.0 face whenever somebody talk to us as a class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;no 3:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;my class NEVER response. the OGLs kept on having to repeat "Can I have some response please?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i wonder if it's just me or is it just fate that I always get into a class which most people labeled as graveyard. but okay la..if you know the people well, they are nice people. just like my ex 4e6. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;and there's one Chinese guy, a classmate of mine which we called him "Obama" because of his Chinese name, started a conversation with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Obama:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;You Singaporean ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;HUH??!!! (eyes widened)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Sorry i "HUH" at you. i was shocked you asked me that random question. (and i felt like slapping myself for being rude)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Obama:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh. i also shocked cause I asked you that question  :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and 2 people thought i was an Eurasian. o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i may have mixed blood, but none comes from the Eurasian side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;i accidentally burst into laughter when they told me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;can't help it la. i find it so hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Me? Eurasian???? xDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;today we just played games in the school and tomorrow we're going around Hougang for our amazing race. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1580295720981778065?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1580295720981778065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1580295720981778065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1580295720981778065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1580295720981778065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-missed-4e6.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4888227267008554990</id><published>2009-02-08T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:59:34.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;it was my really a last minute plan for me to go out yesterday to Bugis with Maisharaqh. i desperately needed to get my school beg since last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;we went out in the noon, with Mai in her work clothes as she has to report to the T3 McCafe at 5.30pm. black collared shirt, black pants, black shoes...cool black uniform. i miss my working experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;when we entered the first shop, i fell in love with that particular beg once i saw it. Love at first sight maybe? but Mai insisted that we roam around first as it's just the first shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;well, there were some nice ones but the quality of the product just turned me down. while roaming around, we searched for Mai's jacket as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;honestly, the jackets were like the same everywhere we go. except for certain ones if you're lucky you can find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;so in the end, i got the first beg that i fell in love with. :DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;it's alrite Mai, you'll find the most perfect jacket soon. it'll just appear in front of you. patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;then we headed to TM and CS cause it was still too early for mai to report to work and Mai really missed the place. Bedok is very old. I think in the next generation, Tampines will be considered old too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00409.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 440px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00409.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00402.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 439px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00402.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00407.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 439px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00407.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zinc signature.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4888227267008554990?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4888227267008554990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4888227267008554990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4888227267008554990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4888227267008554990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-was-my-really-last-minute-plan-for.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1873470960557615687</id><published>2009-02-06T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T07:43:55.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;i only experienced 5 days of JC life and i'm already starting to feel the stress boiling in my brain. we attended lectures yesterday and today to get ourselves warmed up before our formal curriculum which starts in 2 weeks time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;yesterday, we had to do one GP essay. and we started learning H2 Maths on partial fractions. not just partial fractions but something deeper into that subject. fortunately, he explained it in detailed and i managed to catch whatever he taught. thank goodness i took Amaths for Olevels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;then, today, i attended the geography lectures instead of physics since i'm not taking that subject. it seems that my textbooks will be based on my on effort of reading up geography books written by some particular authors. it's a vague subject just like GP so we have to take our initiatives in order to do well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;after that, we attended the chemistry lecture and learnt a new topic like order of reaction and half life. i swear she was like talking alien language to us. then we had to do a quiz to see how much we had managed to absorb for the 1 hour lecture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;before we were dismissed, there were some performances put up my the performing arts like choir, dance, guitar ensemble, band, and gunzheng ensemble. now i'm considering joining Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;while the guys went off for their Friday prayers, i was stuck at the gallery queueing up to buy my bermudas. unfortunately, there is no more stock and i have to queue up again on tuesday just to get my damn bermudas. argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;khariyah treated me a snack because she complained i'm too skinny. LOL. she wants me to gain weight. haha. good la. then i'll always get free food from her   xDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my subject combination i got is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;H2 maths, chem, econs H1 Geog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1873470960557615687?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1873470960557615687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1873470960557615687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1873470960557615687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1873470960557615687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-only-experienced-5-days-of-jc-life.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3304778768924268843</id><published>2009-02-04T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T04:18:11.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i changed my mind on the subject combination i'm taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;H2 maths, chem, econs H1 geog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm taking such a huge fatal risk if I were to take H2 physics since I don't have Pure Science background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too tired to update about anything. bought uniforms today and we are to wear our SRJC Polo T-shirt 3 times a week for the whole day. meaning, we'll only wear our Full uniform on 2 days. fun or what?! i never liked wearing Full uniforms since primary school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3304778768924268843?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3304778768924268843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3304778768924268843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3304778768924268843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3304778768924268843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-changed-my-mind-on-subject.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-336839366092577312</id><published>2009-02-02T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T04:19:48.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=srjc.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/srjc.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;2nd Feb. the start of the new life for freshmen to finally experience junior college life. people i knew from ESSS who got into the same junior college as me are Farid, Iylia, Brian, Jun Kai, Hafizzudin, Zaid, Khariyah (sec 5) &amp;amp; Anisa (sec 5).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our school ESSS uniform is EXACTLY the same as their SRJC uniform. same colour, same pattern, same pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;the first few hours on the first orientation day were talks presented by the Principal about the life of junior college, followed by presentations by the JC2 students about their overseas trips. Sarawak, Vietnam, Japan, Sydney, Melbourne, Hong Kong and 3 different parts of China were where they ventured out to have their global classrooom experience. i am so signing up for these trips!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;next, we had a tour around the school and the OGL (orientation group leaders) led us to their lecture halls, library, 2 cafes etc etc. in between some free times, we had our ice breaking games and in my opinion, that was just the best part of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;then we went to one of their classrooms and I believed that it is way smaller than our secondary school classrooms. furthermore, the tables and chairs are arranged such that we had to sit in groups. Despite, the small clasroom, there were many ceiling fans and I felt very fortunate to be the lucky one sitting right under one of the fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;before we ended our day, those people who do not have either Amaths or Pure Science and are alocated into the Science Stream (which includes me), had to stay back cause the teacher wanted to have a small talk with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she warned us about the H2 Science subjects since we do not have the Pure Science background. besides that, she stressed about the majority of people who took H2 Science who had combined Sci for Os not doing well at the end of the year. that is terribly freaking me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;what a way to end my day. then, we went off to extend our ezlink cards at the interchange and the queue was like never ending. luckily we reached there early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;tomorrow is the day we get to choose the subject combinations we want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;planning to take &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;H2 Maths, Physics, Econs. H1 Geog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;and the school's cut off point increased to 17 for Science and Arts Stream. previously, it was 18 for Science and 20 for Arts. this year's intake for JC1 is 760. hmmm..that's quite a large number. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-336839366092577312?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/336839366092577312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=336839366092577312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/336839366092577312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/336839366092577312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/02/2nd-feb.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1835977211314709164</id><published>2009-01-30T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:50:07.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i got into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Serangoon JC Science Stream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my first choice. alhamdullilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've heard so many stories like people getting retained and only one malay guy got promoted to JC2 last year and even someone who mugged like crazy got retained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-R-E-A-K-S    M-E     O-U-T! (seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resolutions for this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Not to daydream in lectures/ tutorials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Not to play with my nails while lessons are going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Finish up ALL homeworks before falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Plan out my time&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; logically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be more focus on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have a healthy lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Keep my desk clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pack my bag the night before school. (cause i usually do it 5 minutes before going out to school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if i managed to accomplish what i have just vowed, i shall reward myself with 3 pieces of donuts per week. and if i failed &lt;/span&gt;to do so, i shall have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; donuts for that week. you're my witness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1835977211314709164?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1835977211314709164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1835977211314709164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1835977211314709164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1835977211314709164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-got-into-serangoon-jc-science-stream.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2793670352330147398</id><published>2009-01-29T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:43:32.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 252px; height: 334px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00020.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAK NGAH !!! 28/1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate her birthday, she treated me to Swensens. Yup, you read that correctly. She treated me. ME. Not the other way round (where others were supposed to treat the person celebrating their birthday.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was craving for some chocolate ice cream and I was just craving for anything that comes from Swensens. the last time i ate at Swensens was in Sec 2 where my SJAB teacher (Mdm Noraidah) treated us, Competition Members as a reward for achieving 2nd Runner up. i still remembered helping some of them finish up their Fish n Chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00380.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00380.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like their fries. besides Long John's silver's fries, now i've found a place that have addictive fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00387.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 433px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00387.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel Daze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...it seems incomplete doesn't it? that's because the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; cherry&lt;/span&gt; had gone down my oesophagus right before i took this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, she handed me a golden packet that consists of...(you know what). it wasn't ang pao. it was my birthday gift. I repeat. BIRTHDAY GIFT  o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see. firstly, she treated me on her birthday. and now, she's giving me my advanced birthday present??? too advanced maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's like another 25 days! i shall be very patient.. (ARGH!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2793670352330147398?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2793670352330147398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2793670352330147398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2793670352330147398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2793670352330147398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-mak-ngah-281-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3962234926955206533</id><published>2009-01-26T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:25:56.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dad went to India last Wednesday to shoot about surrogate mothers which is a common practice in that country. I'll wait for Channel News Asia to publish what my dad and his friend recorded during his trip. My dad will be back in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me if i missed my dad, well, that will be a rhetorical question. the longest time he ever went overseas was to Africa for a month. I was still young that time so mom always brought us to our grandparents house. my dad usually go overseas for roughly once a year. how lucky. he gets to see the world and us, stuck in our homeland. Too bad families weren't allowed to come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i happened to browse through some photo albums taken years back ahead. i missed sentosa. the last time i went there was when i was 6 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to the Flower Festival at the Palawan Beach in Sentosa. it will be open til 1 Feb. mom is giving me the yellow light cause dad is not around. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img180.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 473px; height: 326px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/img180.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;we were never photogenic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img177.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 492px; height: 338px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/img177.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;butterfly museum (or whatever it's called)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img178.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 498px; height: 342px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/img178.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Underwater world!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img185.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 498px; height: 340px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/img185.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;we never missed to go to their swimming pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img179.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 504px; height: 348px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/img179.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3962234926955206533?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3962234926955206533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3962234926955206533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3962234926955206533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3962234926955206533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/01/dad-went-to-india-last-wednesday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-9102055306636851880</id><published>2009-01-20T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T05:08:34.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i didn't claim my yearbook yesterday, i went off to school with Nabillah today. i sort of miss school, seriously. i missed those lessons with the class known as "walls". LOL. every morning, we had to face Maths for 2 periods and will be groaning and moaning cause of the overload of homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went off to our separate ways. While she went straight home, i went off to meet Fatin for our facial. our facial is at Tampines Interchange, the small shop which replaced Hang Ten and is beside Bossini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; swear&lt;/span&gt; i'm not coming there again. honestly, they do slipshot work and i don't like it. luckily, we only paid $10 since we received a promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i get really pissed off with myself. everytime i go out, i will ALWAYS get hungry despite having a heavy lunch at home. i really don't understand why. waste my money spending on food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our facial, we roamed around TM and CS and then randomly decided to eat at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Ramen Ten.&lt;/span&gt; Thankfully, i brought enough cash. we ate their buffet and it was my first time getting to pick up the plates from the moving thing that moves round and round continuously. (i really don't know what it's called). we were only allowed to take the white and black plates. red plates will be charged extra. but we only took the white plates cause the black ones don't really look appetizing (and neither do the red ones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we filled our stomach to satisfy our craves and i felt utterly contented with the meal i had today  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00246.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 292px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00246.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00247.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 409px; height: 306px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00247.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00248.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 416px; height: 553px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00248.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00249.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 392px; height: 521px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00249.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00250.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 530px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00250.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00253.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 403px; height: 301px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00253.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Complimentary dish included in the buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00261.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00261.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behind those glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00265.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 386px; height: 513px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00265.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both LOVE the Tuna Shushi!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-9102055306636851880?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/9102055306636851880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=9102055306636851880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/9102055306636851880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/9102055306636851880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/01/since-i-didnt-claim-my-yearbook.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1014544552390135275</id><published>2009-01-18T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T05:05:46.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00224.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 278px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00224.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beeboo and mak ngah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 385px; height: 512px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00227.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's so terrified of the ocean waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 402px; height: 301px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00236.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00232.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's why he preferred playing with the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00235.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 385px; height: 288px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00235.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00239.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 410px; height: 307px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00239.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he eats sand too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long since the last time i went to the beach. granny was craving for Komala's Thosai so we went off to East Coast Beach to satisfy her craves. before that, we went off to play by the beach and i didn't know my little cousin there is very afraid of the ocean waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is really proud of abang for passing his driving test. he broke the record in our family for only taking it 2 times. it ain't easy to pass the driving test especially if he's only 18 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the  government have imposed a new rule. only 21 years old and above are allowed to take the driving license. thankfully abang was fast and managed to get his lessons a.s.a.p before the new rule was imposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so our weekend car will not only be driven by dad now as it has got a new driver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1014544552390135275?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1014544552390135275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1014544552390135275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1014544552390135275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1014544552390135275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/01/hes-so-terrified-of-ocean-waves.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-6396202181587407942</id><published>2009-01-15T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:14:32.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st choice:&lt;/span&gt; Serangoon JC (Sci stream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd choice:&lt;/span&gt; Nursing course (Ngee Ann Poly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd choice:&lt;/span&gt; Nursing course (Nanyang Poly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th choice: &lt;/span&gt;Biomedical Science (Temasek Poly)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yada yada yada. for the rest of choices are all made by my mom and brother. I'm too lazy to think of the rest of the choices just to fill up all the 12 blanks. they just checked out the course code for me and all I have to do is arrange them according to my own preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ridiculous choices like chemical engineering, and nutrition, food and wellness were included as my last few choices. PRAY that I will NEVER get into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I desperately want to go to my first choice of school..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-6396202181587407942?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6396202181587407942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=6396202181587407942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6396202181587407942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6396202181587407942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-choice-serangoon-jc-sci-stream-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-210079958703459736</id><published>2009-01-12T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:00:35.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O level results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL: B4&lt;br /&gt;Combined humans (Geog/ss): A2&lt;br /&gt;Emaths: B3&lt;br /&gt;Amaths: B3&lt;br /&gt;Science (phy/chem): A2&lt;br /&gt;POA: B3&lt;br /&gt;Malay: B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1r5: 17&lt;br /&gt;L1r4: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see that i achieved lots and lots of B3. as i was telling a lot of people that I dreamnt getting L1r5 17, and my dream did come true. now, I'm starting to believe in my dreams :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands were trembling as i struggled to sign my name on the list. so, Mr Tan helped me to tear open the envelope while Miss Cai tried to console me, seeing me tearing. I tried my best eh to hold back my tears. too bad, the tears just overflowed. paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next step? well, TPJC may not be possible for me. so, i'm hoping for SRJC to accept me. at least i don't have to deal with the braniacs from those very good jcs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..as compared to my prelims, i did improve. anw, it's over. i'm going to take the science stream in Serangoon JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, I'm abit disappointed with my results. oh well, I believe maybe there's lots of good reasons behind all this disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abang just passed his driving license!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this was the 2nd time he took the test and finally he passed (with flying colours). yeah man!! he's gonna be my personal chauffeur soon. hehehehehehehe. so excited!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-210079958703459736?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/210079958703459736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=210079958703459736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/210079958703459736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/210079958703459736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-level-results-el-b4-combined-humans.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-8735593927026850754</id><published>2009-01-07T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T06:10:49.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!--//START com_dotcom_view_afp_rel.tpl--&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript1.2"&gt; 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   Singapore News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;SINGAPORE: The Ministry of Education said the results of the 2008 GCE O-Level Examination will be released on January 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School candidates may collect their results from their schools at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[extracted http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/400799/1/.html]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Mom: If you don't get JC, just take any courses from Temasek Poly la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Me: I don't know if I still want Nursing course or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Mom: Take the Early Childhood Education or what, over there. I want you to school near here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Abang:Yah, you'll be taking 2 diploma for that course. Psychology and the Early Childhood thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Mom: Since you like children so much, i believe that course suits you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Abang: And if we're in the same school, you can just call me if you get lost   xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is still jumbled up with confusion thoughts.  i want to go JC cause it's a shorter route to Uni. TPJC to be exact. if possible, MJC (which i don't think i'll be able to). but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i don't qualify for JC, i still have to think of other alternatives. i thought of Nursing course but the other side of me just don't like the course. i'm suddenly not interested in that course when i saw other brochures. oh well, but my ambition is still to be a nurse. that's a fact that I can't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-8735593927026850754?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8735593927026850754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=8735593927026850754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8735593927026850754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8735593927026850754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/01/gfplaymode-0-giimg-1-gimax-0.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-6496159113787830666</id><published>2009-01-04T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:57:21.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00200.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00200.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 vital things to bring. Name tag, Punch card, and Swipe card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00199.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 222px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00199.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 396px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00213.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 403px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00193.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Dawn, Fiona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 306px; height: 406px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00192.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 398px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00188.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurul Syakinah. She's the craziest person i've ever met!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00194.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 309px; height: 410px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00194.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00191.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 310px; height: 413px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00191.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he works for Dickies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00158.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 252px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00158.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00190.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 419px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00190.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan In works at Addidas and Nike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 425px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00169.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona works at the Toys department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00204.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 333px; height: 441px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00204.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00203.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 445px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00203.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye robinsons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was the last day of work at Robinsons, according to our contract and i worked there for only 7 days. 7 days passed by so fast that i never felt satisfied. so i asked for extension until my O Level results but they only have vacancy for those who wants to work til end of february. since our results are gonna be released soon, I still have time to consider it and I may be extending it if i go Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 great days working with the company. one thing i don't like is that the place is frigid. I'm surrounded by air cons and i don't like it as i get cold easily. i won't catch a flu but i just felt freezing cold. i kept on having to go to the pantry room to drink the warm water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met syafiqah (syafiee's sister) with her family going around the store last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people there are so fun! work will be fun with fun people around. agree?&lt;br /&gt;most of the part timers are in the same state as me, waiting for o level results. but Nurul Syakinah aka Nurul starts her JC next week. JC life may be tough, but she made it easy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss working at Robinsons. I'll miss the supervisors and the crazy2 people i met. but i won't miss their Air con.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-6496159113787830666?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6496159113787830666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=6496159113787830666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6496159113787830666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6496159113787830666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-vital-things-to-bring.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-6874017209799418271</id><published>2008-12-29T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T05:21:28.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00058.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 232px; height: 307px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00058.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn works at the Men's shoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 230px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00070.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gail works at the Bedsheets department&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st day at work [at Robinsons.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;i was hoping that i'll get to work at the shoe department but i was assigned to Men's wear instead. i was taken aback at first. with no trainings, just come on the day of work itself, i was still unfamiliar with the arrangement of stocks and all. so when a customer asked for his size, i have to run all the way back to the store room , dig out the pile of clothes in the cage, search frantically for that particular clothes he wanted then run all the way back outside to hand it over. it took me quite a long time to look for most of the clothes cause like i said, i was still unfamiliar with the stocks. i had to take care of 2 departments. and when my partner went for her break, that gives me 3 departments to take care of. fold clothes, serve customers, replenish stocks , run here and there etc etc are my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was my break, my partner (name Fadillah) felt unwell so she wanted to go home. the thing is, i didn't know we have to bring along our wallet with us during work cause no one told us to do so. our bags we all piled up like one very big mountain and good luck for me finding my bag. luckily i did managed to find mine. she then accompanied me for break and we talked a lot. and i mean, a lot. it's like as if we've known each other for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from break, i had to take care of the 3 departments again since my partner left. very busy woman i tell you. but of course at the same time while doing the work, me, the promoters and some robinsons workers talked and crapped around (but not all the time). there's one chinese promoter asked for my number. (LOL) . for some reasons, i can tell that it wasn't a good sign. if you know me well, you would know what my answer is to that guy. worked for 11hours that day since it was christmas day and the place was packed like sardines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody left 2 packets of hush puppies underwear on my counter. what is this?! can't you just leave them at the silver box where you can deliver your unwanted goods?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd day at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;although i work with fatin, we seldom get to see each other cause we work at a different level and our shifts are all not the same. i work in the afternoon shift today and my place was in terrible mess. i had to start folding up the clothes back from square one. i felt more confident today cause i've familiarized the stock arrangements and i can answer most of the customer's questions and not just say "i'm not so sure about that sir". while folding the shirts, a malay guy asked for my number and asked me to go break with him. LOL. i got to know him from day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chinese guy that asked for my number yesterday got fired because he quarreled with our supervisor. so sad for him. but actually, i felt a slight tingle of relief he's leaving cause i don't want to see him again. but he came back to our department with his home clothes and did his usual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: You seem so busy sia.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, you still dare to come here ah. the supervisor is just over there.&lt;br /&gt;Him: nevermind la. i helping my friend what. i can help you also right? (gives the slumber face)&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Rolls eyes) I can manage myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadillah was in the morning shift. so at 6.30pm, i had to take over her job again. today was the most busiest day. lots of customers to serve, lots of clothes to fold and lots of running to do. i seriously think they should hire more people. from the interview, out of hundreds of people that went for it, they only picked 13 people. running is good for health. even my friends had difficulty finding me cause i'm all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chopsticks and ginseng medicine were found at my counter. haix. i just feel like putting them in someone's bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3rd day at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;i was still assigned in the afternoon shift. unfortunately, Fadillah was absent and i had to take over her job permanently. i met other new people and i love this job from the first day! did the daily routine and some irresponsible woman left her panties from the ladies department on my counter. she left it at the men's clothes for goodness sake. what's her purpose huh?! and it wasn't just underwear, it was a thong! i just pretended i didn't notice it cause the panties were placed where lots of people walk pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we knew each other's name, we refused to call by our own names. instead, we call each other by what brands of departments we took care of. for example me, i took care of De Fry and Casualists. so they'll call me "De Fry". then one girl she handles the clothes at the fitting room. so we'll call her "Fitting room". lol. all this is just within my area. other people call me by name of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4th day at work &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Morning shift today. and i seriously don't like it. cause i felt totally lethargic and i kept compressing my yawn. worse, no customers to serve in the morning. that just leaves me to folding clothes and replenishing stocks which doesn't give me the rush to do the work. no running. no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got blisters everyday. silly me forget to put on plaster on my foot. around noon, that's when customers start to get more and more. but i can't run with this stupid blisters so i managed to just brisk walk. but sometimes, i don't care but just run back to the store room cause i don't want them to keep waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that Fadillah is not coming to work ever again for some reasons. before my break, i was told to take care of addidas. o.0 very blur cause i really don't know about their stocks and all. luckily only a few customers approached me. then i ciao for my break. nothing much to talk about today. just that someone left a brown bikini on my counter. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone thought that i was a Burmis. LOL? just before my end of work, i was folding the last few pieces of pants when a malay guy (promoter) approached me. from the strong smell, i can tell he smokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoker: Hey, how old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 16. why?&lt;br /&gt;Smoker: Nothing. eh, you wear retainer ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yah.&lt;br /&gt;Smoker: What time you go home?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Soon.&lt;br /&gt;Smoker: Oh. I going for break now. bye. see you later.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (starts to think he's a little bit freaky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, when it was time for me to go home, i was looking for my punch card at the security post when the same guy (who was supposed to go for his break) appeared by my side. he asked my if i lost my card and i said no. after that, i went back in the store and found someone to go back home with me. Thankfully she saved me cause the guy was waiting for me at the security post. when he saw me with my friend, he just said bye and went back in the store. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-6874017209799418271?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6874017209799418271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=6874017209799418271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6874017209799418271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6874017209799418271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-day-at-work-at-robinsons.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3958897693801841812</id><published>2008-12-22T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T05:15:53.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 217px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/Image012.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06794.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 291px; height: 218px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06794.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sony-ericsson-c902.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 211px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/sony-ericsson-c902.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get my dream phone, it's kinda impossible. the cost of the phone, it's terribly horrifying!! worse, my dad will only sponsor me with $200 and the rest i have to pay it myself. since i love to daydream, i can only dream of having the phone. so in the end, i got sony ericsson C902 (the one exactly on the picture) instead. at least the cost is still affordable for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to JB a few days before. we went out around 6am to avoid the traffic jam (there's not many cars!) then headed for breakfast in JB  first. after that went straight to my grandma's house. oh yes, that's the house we must always go whenever we go JB. slept for awhile cause i was totally exhausted and lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was awakened by mom inviting me to go shopping. so we went Tesco first and the Dunkin donut shop caught my attention. i felt like i was in heaven, indulging those sumptuous donuts. since i was the only donut fan among my family, i get to eat more donuts then them ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was with my aunty and brother most of the time. the one in the photo is my aunty. yes, my aunty is younger than me. long story :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roamed around the supermarket for awhile then we went to Jusco. the malls are just next to each other but we still have to travel by car to go to each malls. i was looking for the socks for my new HP but can't find it. so, i got Atlanta slippers instead. at least it's something rather than nothing. i can't find anything to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yada yada. we went home at night. i am still looking forward to go JB again. haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for wednesday. will be going facial with my aunty. yeah man!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3958897693801841812?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3958897693801841812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3958897693801841812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3958897693801841812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3958897693801841812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-get-my-dream-phone-its-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-975864268647198530</id><published>2008-12-16T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:45:19.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c905.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/c905.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream phone. C905&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped working at Hyatt Hotel cause my mom and dad don't allow. but thankfully i got this data entry job for this moment to cover up my pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this holiday, i worked at the OCBC to type out some data entry, worked once as a Waitress, and coming soon, salesgirl at robinsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the data entry job is the easiest. sit in front of the computer, type out the account numbers and go back home safely. just that there's a lot of files to complete. yesterday i had to complete 9000++ files in just an hour. my fingers were tired after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the Waitress, honestly, i love the job. unfortunately, i get disapproval from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the robinsons, i'm so looking forward to it. can't wait to start working with fatin again. she got to work as a cashier. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i will be going around looking for my dream phone. if possible i want to buy it on the spot ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-975864268647198530?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/975864268647198530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=975864268647198530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/975864268647198530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/975864268647198530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-dream-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2409473122626631340</id><published>2008-12-06T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:07:40.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hyatt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 426px; height: 209px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/hyatt.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;now i'm here sitting in front of the computer while some people are enjoying themselves at the prom organized by students. can't go today because tmr morning i have to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tangkak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; to celebrate hari raya haji at grandma's kampong. yes, tangkak. it's a town in between johor and malacca. now you learn something new? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;let me talk about yesterday's first day at work at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hyatt Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. i came late and so so so sorry to fatin, nadrah and nafisa to keep you all waiting. nadrah is fatin's friend and nafisa is nadrah's friend so lets just make friends. the four of us got lost at first cause we were still unfamiliar with the routes that leads to certain room despite being there during our interview. i mean, we're so new so can't expect us to remember all the complicated directions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in the toilet, we wore our smart, black uniform (hehe) then bun up our hair and put on make up. the grooming there for workers are VERY strict. girls have to wear light make up with red lipstick. red lipstick?? i feel so nyonya la and fatin said she looked so geisha. lol. then put on wax on our hair and we helped each other with the hair. 5 star hotel mah..very strict in all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;we reported 30 minutes late cause we don't know where to put our bags. lockers are available but we were not sure of how to use them. thankfully, we didn't get reprimanded but some chinese girls who were there for the first day did. since we were late, we were only given 15 minutes to have our dinner o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;15 minutes is not enough. we hurried and queue up the long row but unfortunately, we queued up at the chinese section. we only realised that after we sat down with our food in front of us. and we only got 4 minutes left. so, we only managed to eat bananas and drink orange juice. then rushed back to see our captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he taught us about the table stuffs all and what we were supposed to do for this chinese wedding. since it was our first day, we were given partners who are more experienced to work with. my partner is Chian Na and Suhaidi. they are very fun people to work with !! i have to handle 4 tables when i was only assigned to 2 tables. but it's alright. i helped Izzati with her table as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as a waitress, i had to carry drinks, served chinese tea, served their food, fold their napkins whenever the guests are not around, fill up their glasses, take their orders again, replace the used plates with new ones...yada yada. quite an easy job though (just because it's our first day). some of the guests are nice. there's this uncle who drank lots of chinese tea. it's our job to refill their cups but i have to refill his cup 3 times almost every 5 minutes. if i was too busy to do so, he will like stare at me and then wait for me to pour the tea when actually the teapot is just right in front if him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Suhaidi and Izzati called him "uncle cheekopek". LOL. then after that, i got a little freaked out whenever he looked at me. another table is full of japanese guests. they didn't finish up their food and they refused to allow us to remove them from the table. however, there's A LOT of other food to be put on the table and we were kinda worried of where to put the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;around 11.30pm, we were called to sign out as the wedding dinner as ended. but last minute i had to distribute cupcakes to the guests. i was like, huh? i have to rush home to catch the last train! and most of the guests mabok already, maybe because they drank too much wine or beer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then  got one aunty just took the leftover boxes of cupcakes and it left my tray empty. but then she asked for a plastic bag and i don't know where to get it. fortunately, Suhaidi appeared at my back and helped to settle her problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yada yada. after we got changed, fatin desperately needed to fill her stomach. so went to far east (in the middle of the night) to eat. first time i went out to town so late at night. i love this job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just now went to sengkang swimming pool with my dear little cousins. too bad i didn't get a chance to play with the slide cause it was raining and then we had to go off soon. i just had to take care of my cousin and play by the baby pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image000.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 244px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/Image000.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left: Uncle (Uf), hanif, wahab, me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2409473122626631340?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2409473122626631340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2409473122626631340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2409473122626631340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2409473122626631340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-im-here-sitting-in-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-370517520860258129</id><published>2008-11-30T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:08:27.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo57.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 328px; height: 246px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/Photo57.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;so my aunty from U.S came back home yesterday after leaving her homeland(Singapore)  for 7months with her son and husband. "migrate" to U.S. that's what she said 7months ago. i thought she was going to stay there for years and that made me so depressed that i almost flooded the airport with tears when i waved them goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;in the end, there were some changes in plan as she's now 2months pregnant and she wants to give birth in Singapore. xD [yeah mannn!!!] oh yes, i hope it's a GIRL. i want a friend. i'm the only granddaughter my grandparents got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;the one on the right on the picture there is abdel wahab. the one who just came back. the one on the left is my another cousin from sengkang, named Hanif Abqary. hanif is older by a month. photo taken when they were 2 mths old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;we call him "Beeboo" or "Wahab". supposed to be "Habeeboo" which means darling in Arab. his father speak Arab to him. not african language. so, he have to learn English, Malay and Arab language. how lucky. they're now living at my granny's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;he's such a tough boy (OMG!). he's hyperactive and love to run around and play with whatever is in the house. he hates colourful toys. spoons, basket, remote control etc etc all those stuffs that we, humans always deal with at home are his toys. he'll topple over a laundry basket and when we stop him to put back all the laundry back into the basket, he'll run over to another spot and grab something and knock it until it breaks. tsk tsk tsk. the house will never be clean. i wonder how my aunty survived those days in U.S. and he will continue this mess and run around the house without feeling exhausted. he'll never know the meaning of tired. he only sleeps when it's dark. are all african babies this active? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;this morning, i brought him out in the morning to go to the shop with my aunty. for a 1 year old kid, he sure is VERY HEAVY. he followed his daddy's genes. big bones. while my aunty went to buy milk, we waited outside the shop and i let him run around for awhile. then he suddenly approached this Bangla who was walking and then Beeboo just hugged his legs. the bangla man just stood there and laughed. when i pulled him away, he ran to the bicycles and touch2 the tyres. then he just push the bicycle with great force that it just fell over the ground. when i picked up the bicycle, he got so excited when he saw a dog. (he loves dogs cause in U.S, there's lots of dogs and he even hugged a dog once.) he ran towards the dog and wanted to touch it. i perspire a lot just taking care of him. great exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CopyofDSC04278.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 291px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/CopyofDSC04278.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. some peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-370517520860258129?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/370517520860258129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=370517520860258129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/370517520860258129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/370517520860258129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-my-aunty-from-u.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5113254402651452824</id><published>2008-11-27T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:09:40.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06496.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 338px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06496.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;uncombed &amp;amp; messy hair. i will only comb my hair whenever i have the mood to do so. if not, i'll just run my fingers through my hair. granny allowed me to dye my hair. after thinking about it, i chose not to do so. [yah, random post]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;my aunt from U.S is coming back home on 30Nov 0025hr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't think i'll be able to hit the sack that night. dad didn't allow me to fetch them at the airport. so, i'll just wait patiently by the front door for their presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;time is precious. time is $$. my dental appointment just now was supposed to be at 2.30pm but i went in at 6pm. now you know how patient i can be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; i just waited there, read and re-read the newspapers, watch some Chinese Opera, stared at myself in the huge mirror and then i decided to take a walk outside. while waiting patiently at the counter, an indian lady came in as she had an appointment at 3.15pm. then, she got totally pissed off as the patient in the room(the one before me that's taking such a long time) had to do an unexpected surgery which will take a very long time. And the poor nurse got reprimanded by her with such harsh words, hopefully she won't take it too hard. she then took a walk around that area and came back at 4pm. unfortunately, the patient is still going through surgery. meaning, she had to wait again. so, she left the clinic again, changing her appointment to some other days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i think the doctor is just being greedy. i mean, if he can't take too much patient in one day then don't. each patient is estimated to get consultation for roughly 30 min. but most of the time, the patients can take up to an hour or even more. like for example, this patient took 3 and half hours. it ain't fair rite for other patients as we have to wait for such a long time as our appointment is being delayed. some people even took like early leave or even a day off for an appointment and then this kind of thing happens. it's really such a waste of time and $$. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as for me, luckily today i got nothing on. and when i went in, the dentist did some scaling and polishing and X-ray and fluoride treatment which only took 15 min. he said i had to pluck out another wisdom tooth. when he left the room to attend to another patient, the nurse was with me to explain to me the importance to pluck out the wisdom tooth a.s.a.p as it may make my teeth get crooked again...yada yada. then i purposely bombarded her with a lot of questions to make her busy and let me stay in the room a little bit longer. sheesk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5113254402651452824?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5113254402651452824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5113254402651452824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5113254402651452824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5113254402651452824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/11/uncombed-messy-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5102673980512732340</id><published>2008-11-26T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:11:28.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tagged by : Nabillah Jalal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Of course !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy/girl younger than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - No. That's final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;3. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Forever and ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Buy the white house. buy the house in Sentosa. adopt children from all over the world. shop endlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;5. What will you be doing tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Go jogging in the morning and then dental appointment in the noon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Being loved by someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;7. What do you love doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - playing the swing, exercising, listening to music, DANCING, play computer, shopping, do facial, eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Forget about him and move on with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Definitely.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;10. What makes you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - When someone i love is not with me. when i don't get good results. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Bright, cheerful and is in the working industry, satisfied with my job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Family &amp;amp; friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;13. What is being regarded as the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Love, support, confidence and loyalty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - PINK, white, black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;16. If you’re attached but you feel as if you like someone else, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Ask myself what made me have a change. seek help from friends. then i'll make the final decision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Yes, definitely. i don't like keeping grudges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;18. What do you want to tell the someone you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - I don't tell him. I'll wait for him to tell &lt;/span&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;19. What if you caught your bf/gf doing stuffs (only God knows what) with other girls/guys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - Ask him straight to the face. No more nice jannah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;20. Do you believe that there’s “Love At First Sight”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; - xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 5 people to do this survey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[ most of the people have been tagged, so anyone can do this thing :)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5102673980512732340?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5102673980512732340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5102673980512732340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5102673980512732340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5102673980512732340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-nabillah-jalal-rule-1-people.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2254375419396792453</id><published>2008-11-24T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:11:57.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05051-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 375px; height: 281px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05051-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05048-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 371px; height: 278px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05048-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;i happen to browse through my folder and found these photos. hmm..i think we were at the scince lab handing up our physics workbook that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Mr Thia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;threatened us to pass up a.s.a.p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;fatin and i went for the robinson interview today. the interview starts at 2 and we reached around 2.10pm and the queue was so long as if we were queuing for Singapore idol audition. i haven't had my lunch and she haven't had her breakfast. i felt like as if my stomach is cursing me for not giving it food to digest. the interviewer seems friendly despite having to repeat the same dialog of explaining about our attire, training etc etc to maybe hundreds of people. i don't even call that an interview. i call that briefing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;we roamed around raffles city shopping centre for awhile and then headed straight to Long John's silver. then went to tmall to get fatin's scrap book. i didn't know she loves to draw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;on the way to the interchange, i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;attracted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;(for the first time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;to this flyer distributed. it's a facial treatment which costs only $10 for the first 100 customers since they just opened the new shop. the offer is just to attract customers since they just opened the new outlet in tampines. the original price is $60. after moments of hesitations, i decided to sign up with fatin, remembering granny telling me to go for facial this holiday. the offer is within this 3 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04367.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 238px; height: 316px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04367.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;me when i was 3 years old. mai said that i look so man-ly.haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2254375419396792453?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2254375419396792453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2254375419396792453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2254375419396792453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2254375419396792453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-happen-to-browse-through-my-folder.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3775243901944493277</id><published>2008-11-19T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:12:37.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06676.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 242px; height: 321px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06676.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;the last time i went overseas was in june. tomorrow i will be going JB with mom and granny. won't be for long i think. early in the morning go out to catch the citylink bus and bye singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;my lips looked kinda blue in the picture. nope, i don't have blue lip gloss. gross!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3775243901944493277?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3775243901944493277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3775243901944493277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3775243901944493277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3775243901944493277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-holidays-everyone-last-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3677819033558582411</id><published>2008-11-14T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:13:01.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;4e6 class chalet at costa sands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;i came around 6pm and it was such a coincidence that i met jolene and yiwen, followed by hui ting in the bus. as usual, i had to bring nuggets to the outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;the first thing that caught my attention in the room was brownies! i'm in heaven! watched "John Tucker must die" while eating all sorts of food. good show though. sheila and hanna looked gorgeous. heh. must look good when meeting rihanna. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;when fatin came, she wanted to watch the chinese show. so, i accompanied her to the other room. nevermind, i will continue watching John Tucker in youtube :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;we started taking lots of pictures at night. it's like everyone started posing and then all at the same time snapping pictures all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06709-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 287px; height: 383px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06709-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;belinda &lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06711.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 291px; height: 385px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06711.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;nabillah &lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06713.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 236px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06713.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06712.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 316px; height: 236px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06712.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;blurry razeef&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06714.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 325px; height: 243px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06714.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06718.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 314px; height: 417px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06718.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;hui ting &lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06717.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06717.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;jannah;fatin;nabillah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06715.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 250px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06715.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;ira wasn't there :(&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06725.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 389px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06725.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;mai-qh &lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC067222.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 265px; height: 258px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC067222.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;ding ping ang moh.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC067202.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 414px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC067202.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;fatin diana &lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC067192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 414px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC067192.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC067162.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 310px; height: 412px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC067162.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;razeef!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06726.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 412px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06726.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;charmaine &lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC067232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 234px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC067232.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;natasha &lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06724.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 282px; height: 211px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06724.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;jared lao kong and mai-qh darl.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;back at home, big brother have this assignment of doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;milo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; ice Popsicles for the carnival in his school. he had to make around 50. this caused our fridge to be overloaded and then boom! the whole refrigerator broke down and the fan and lights were dead. i just came back from chalet and i had mom and dad screaming at brother. i had to arrange all melting stuffs on the floor. we had to finish up our tub of ice cream first before it becomes a waste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;the problem is his ice Popsicles. he have to bring it to school the next morning for sale and now the fridge is spoil. i see a hopeless, melting ice Popsicles lying helplessly in the basin. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;first, we thought of borrowing the large fridge at 7-eleven. but the lady said they can't allow outside people to use their fridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;it was around 11pm. so, me and my brother were at T-mart, roaming around while he called his friends who lived nearby to borrow their fridge. THANK GOD THEY ALLOWED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;of course we didn't put &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;of the 50 Popsicles in one fridge. we learnt our lesson. so, he called another friend to put the remaining Popsicles. phew~ that was a relief. the Popsicles were saved. this might be his assignment, but i don't know why I'm the one who is worrying too much about his Popsicles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=airbatu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 252px; height: 189px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/airbatu.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;it was a milo one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3677819033558582411?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3677819033558582411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3677819033558582411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3677819033558582411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3677819033558582411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/11/4e6-class-chalet-at-costa-sands.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-8311033918292785407</id><published>2008-11-11T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:21:28.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i have a confession to make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i can feel the burden of guilt weighing down on me even more if i don't do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;for those of you who asked me if wearing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;braces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; hurt, and if i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;, then i must be lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;yes, it does hurt. but not all the time. it'll only hurt when it was the first time you're wearing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;and also after each appointment with the dentist. I'm sorry if i have to lie cause i just don't want to scare people who planned to wear braces in future. As a form of compensation, I would like to share with you my experiences and some tips about braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;General tips:&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Since it's the school holiday, it's the best time for you to wear them now. try to get the nearest clinic cause anything happens to your braces, you can easily go back there to fix it. once the metal wires poke my gums (and it hurts of course), so i went back there to seek aid. there's going to be a lot of appointments before you wear the real braces. for those who preferred going to the hospitals, I'm not so sure about the process and all. I only know that you will get subsidies and you have to wait for years to wear braces. but if you go to private clinics like i did, it costs around $3800-$4000. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;YES, YOU CAN PAY BY INSTALLMENTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; every visit, i paid $150. only for braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before braces:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;you will have to go through X-rays and if he founds something usual, you will need to go to other specialists he appointed to seek second opinion. if nothing serious, then he will put this small circular rubber bands in between your last tooth and the second last tooth. after a week, those rubber bands will be removed and he will insert in a metal piece that covers the sides of your entire last teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wearing braces: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;take a lot of pictures first before you go for the appointment on the day you have to wear braces ;) remember to wear some lip balm first because he will use this giant plastic to hold your lips and open your mouth wide. (you won't want people to look at you i swear). the whole process took me 2 hours. he will use this gadget that illuminates a blue light to dry your teeth and then he'll glue the metal blocks on each tooth. it hurts for the first time and i had difficulty talking. i had to eat porridge and soft food for the first day. hard food like meat and chicken can only be eaten if you think you can :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06602.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 393px; height: 294px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06602.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;these will be your best friends everyday. mouth gargle, mouth floss and a small toothbrush. don't worry, that toothbrush have not been used. you need to use 2 toothbrushes. one is on the photo shown and another one an ortho toothbrush. can get it in the clinic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;sometimes, when you brush your teeth, your mouth bleeds. you will need to visit the dentist every 6 weeks. for that visit, he will tighten the wires and do something else he needed to. after that, your whole mouth feels numb. so numb that you'll find eating a piece of bread is hell. the sensation will go away after 1-2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Next: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;usually, dentists will recommend you to pluck out 4 adult teeth. for some people, they don't pluck out. he will not make you go to sleep but he will just buse the gums. 2 upper teeth and 2 lower teeth. he will pluck out 2 at one appointment. the gap, size of a tooth will eventually close up with the help of the wires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After braces: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;after you wear braces, you will need to wear retainer like I'm wearing now which cost $600. this is not included in the previous sum. the single wired retainer is for more serious case. the best time to wear braces is when we're still teenagers. when we're 20+, our gums will be harder and hence, the process of braces will take longer. more than 2 years i guess. the metals were stuck on my teeth for 2 years. it was supposed to be 1 and half years but my surgery was the cause of the time extension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meandnurulcloseup1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 295px; height: 226px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/meandnurulcloseup1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;before i wore braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Menridha.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 226px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/Menridha.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;2 months wearing braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JannahNabillahPART1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/JannahNabillahPART1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;5 months wearing braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chalet-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 259px; height: 193px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/chalet-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;1 year wearing braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03317-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 262px; height: 195px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC03317-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;1 year 6 months wearing braces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 307px; height: 229px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06611.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm sure this seems familiar to most of you. haha. this is my retainer box where i always keep my retainers. you have to remove your retainers when you want to eat and brush your teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;AFTER BRACES..[retainers]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04980-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 252px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04980-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03878.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC03878.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and that's the end of my experiences. not exactly the end. i'm still wearing retainers though. for those who are planning to wear them, i strongly encourage you to do so. any doubts, i am more than willing to help you :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;seriously, i'm not trying to scare you but some scary stuffs told are just to make you feel more ready to what reality you are going to face. you're just gonna suffer for 2 years and then you can enjoy for the rest of your life :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-8311033918292785407?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8311033918292785407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06337.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 270px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06337.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;donuts, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i can finally know the real meaning of freedom now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;say bye bye to books, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; to freedom and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i shall now reward myself for surviving those awful moments by eating donuts from donut empire :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06584.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 387px; height: 290px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06584.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;this is an example of an internal bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;such a horrible looking bruise that leaves a hideous mark on my left leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;last Saturday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i was on the way to the tamp library near the toilet area where you have to pay 10 cents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;there's this uncle walking, in fact kinda like running at fast speed with the trolley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;the thing is, he wasn't looking in front at the direction he was going to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;instead, he was looking around and even turned his head 360 degrees to his back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;he was coming from my right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i couldn't stop in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;at first i was lucky cause he didn't hit my right leg but unfortunately the trolley hit my left leg with tremendous force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;BANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;OUCHHHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;he stopped, stared, and continued walking with the trolley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;mom didn't say anything when i got home. she just laughed o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i got big brother nagging at me, say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;"just because you got only one paper left doesn't mean you don't need to take care of yourself!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;hey! i did take care of myself. i even tried to avoid him from hitting my right leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;but my left leg became the victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;oh well, accidents do happen anywhere, anytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=trolley.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 398px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/trolley.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;the trolley looks something like this but a metal, and very heavy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;the one apek, "karang guni" man always use to carry newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06582.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 339px; height: 254px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06582.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;this year is an unlucky leg year for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;first, i sprained my ankle last february.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;now this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;no worries, it's just a bruise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC06075-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 297px; height: 396px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC06075-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my oh-so-handsome cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;my aunty is sending this photo for dunno what photogenic contest for babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;he's 1 year 2 months now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;the photo is taken when he was around 7-8 months old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02347-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 293px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02347-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;this was when he was 3 months old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;this is the cousin fatin wants to marry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;must get my approval first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;xDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1197245291445729170?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1197245291445729170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1197245291445729170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1197245291445729170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1197245291445729170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/11/donuts-anyone-i-can-finally-know-real.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-575138611867068699</id><published>2008-10-13T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:06:21.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;let me make this announcement once and for all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;now i officially announce that i won't be blogging til the end of olevels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;seriously, the time in my life rite now is really limited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;no life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;always have to sit by in front of my desk and mug like one freakish studious student with great aims. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i'll be able to know the real meaning of freedom on 11 november, at 9 o'clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;every tick from the clock is very precious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;alright, i'm in a rush to type out this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;oh 11 november, come by very soon pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i've got a whole list of to-do stuffs  after for post olevels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and, good luck to those taking olevels this year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-575138611867068699?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/575138611867068699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=575138611867068699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/575138611867068699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/575138611867068699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-me-make-this-announcement-once-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4411942549819132557</id><published>2008-09-26T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T08:43:59.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, you get to see a new post after eons of nothing, but the same post over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;for people who bothered to come here, thank you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this whole week, my new best friend is the packet of tissue paper.&lt;br /&gt;without it, my life seemed to be in complete misery.&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's crucial as it helps me to blow my nose.&lt;br /&gt;if you noticed the balls of tissues in the dustbins,&lt;br /&gt;those were mine.&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but blow all these mucus out cause i can't breathe properly.&lt;br /&gt;it got worser everyday since last friday.&lt;br /&gt;after fever, then flu.&lt;br /&gt;what's next??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these irritating stuffs are accompanied by profuse coughing.&lt;br /&gt;my throat feels narrowed and then there's this tingling feeling which led to a dry cough.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like grabbing the stick you used to scratch your back&lt;br /&gt;and then insert it into my throat and scratch off this itchy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, my voice broke.&lt;br /&gt;it's just like as if i had gone through another puberty.&lt;br /&gt;such a rare opportunity to hear this voice.&lt;br /&gt;but, it itches again every time i talk.&lt;br /&gt;and if i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; raise&lt;/span&gt; my voice, my nose would vibrate.&lt;br /&gt;it tickles you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hopefully i'll recover before olevels.&lt;br /&gt;if my new medicine still doesn't show any improvement, i'm so going doctor again, this monday.&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY- a good day to go doctor so don't have to go school =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4411942549819132557?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4411942549819132557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4411942549819132557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4411942549819132557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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(choi! touchwood!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;my soul lies between the grimace textbooks and cluster papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;my muscles seemed to protest for a break these few days of non-stop stressing hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i'll resurrect on the last day of olevel, perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;for now, you see my soul walking around in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;don't be afraid of my own spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;if you get scared and run away from her, she'll haunt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;treat her like a normal human being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;my spirit won't harm you, if you don't harm her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;yiming, you're sitting next to my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;just a word of advice, she can be insane at times.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;nudge her whenever you want if you catch her daydreaming in class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;exactly 1 more month to olevel sci practical from today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;scared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;DEFINITELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-109497964198090887?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2244042102222752968</id><published>2008-09-01T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T01:55:06.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;sometimes, you just don't know when good things will come by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;it may just come out of the blue, even when someone is harassing you. at that point of moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;you never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i was totally out of my mind that point. i didn't know what i was thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;the inside of my head seemed to be in complete disarray, as though my brain had been ransacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;no hope. i thought. why bother thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;the high pitch tone of the ringing telephone gave my heart a huge leap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i was hoping to hear someone's distinct voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;my heart withered like a weak flower every time it wasn't the voice i expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;it wasn't for me though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;it was for granny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;in fact the telephone kept ringing for an uncountable number of times that i just felt like plucking off the wires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;grandpa was laughing out loud, watching a comedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i wished i could join in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;another ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;as i grumbled and barely noticing my hands were balled into fists, i realised that my walk to the telephone booth was always a zombie-steps experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;such a rare moment. i thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"Hello?" i answered the call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"Hello, nurul eh? Is granny there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i raised up my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;For several seconds, i stoned and there was pure confusion hanging on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;yes, this voice, it sounded so familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"Is this mak ngah? Mak ngah? From US, Seattle?" i questioned, breaking the long silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"Yeah...How are you?" she replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;A look of great excitement suddenly dawned on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;From a long frown, to a bright and lively smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;yes..that was what i've awaited for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"Why you call?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;That was the only dumbest question that popped in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I was too excited that I became tongue-tied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;A sense of guilt struck me for asking such a bonus question, which might seem rude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"Nah..it's the fasting month. So that's why I just wanted to talk to nenek" she replied, in such a calm manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I felt someone tapping on my shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;When i turned around, nenek was mumbling to me. i couldn't hear a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;With great reluctance, I had to hand over the phone to nenek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I stood next to her while she talked to mak ngah, hoping I could get a chance to talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;It was futile anyway. Mom kept bugging me to hurry up and go to paya lebar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;In the end, i had to leave the house without a chance to talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;If only such rare moments could happen again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S i'm not trying to be so drama here but i's just trying to write a compo. hehe. practicing for EL paper la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2244042102222752968?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2244042102222752968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY TO ALL TEACHERS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;teachers' day celebration today was awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i like all the performances, especially when the teachers acted out as an east springian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;practicing for a performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;that totally reminded me of last year of how we went through the ups and downs of doing our part by putting in our utmost effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;to put up a very very very very satisfying performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;which is SO memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;omg, i wonder why I'm being so nostalgic and emotional nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i love the bands xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;syahirah was so cute just now =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;no one. no one. no one ohhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;that song sang by sharifah is like now stuck inside my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i didn't went to my primary school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;after school, rested at home for awhile and off to john little expo sale with mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;then to TM and CS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and i bought my shoes and bag for hari raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;yeah yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i know it's still too early to buy them now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;the thing is, after next week, i won't have the time to go out anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;until this sunday, i'll be as free as a bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;so, better enjoy as much as possible =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;honestly, i don't have the mood for raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;even though we went shopping for raya just now, i just buy them for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;sake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; of having them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i had my last religious class today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and we had our makan fest xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and got this boy brought 500 satays cause' his parents sell satays =0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;there are only about 40 students there and most of them have small stomachs (cause' they have small body)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;girls, on diet maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i brought nuggets. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;then we had to bring back home those left-over satays and food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i like the chicken wing the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;there were so much food i didn't know where to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00880-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC00880-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4e6; retro fever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=discoball.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/discoball.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANNAH;NABILLAH;MAI-QH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 476px; height: 656px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/img025.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;to my dearest mai, thank you for the lovely drawing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;seriously, i LOVE it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;don't worry, i'll remember you in future whenever i see this picture =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go singapore poly tmr.&lt;br /&gt;abang will be receiving his bursary from LBKM (lembaga biasiswa kenangan maulud) there.&lt;br /&gt;well, after receiving it, he'll have to come down to help them whenever they call.&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/17297801-2177281190462500196?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2177281190462500196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2177281190462500196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2177281190462500196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2177281190462500196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-teachers-day-to-all-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-627325589021827587</id><published>2008-08-25T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:30:29.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;no more Olympic games to watch -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;BOOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;honestly, i didn't study much on Sunday afternoon cause' i wanted to watch Olympic games for the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;it was the gymnastic for goodness sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;yeah, i like gymnastics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;that's why i took up the gymnastics module in sec 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i like the swimming and running events too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;more to running cause' a lot of different countries took part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;for swimming, typical countries like USA, Russia, France Japan, Australia etc etc took part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;but running, those blacks and white can take part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Usain Bolt and Michael Phelps were the two icon of the Games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Usain Bolt, Jamaican, thrilled his homeland by winning the men's 100m in a world-record 9.69 seconds&lt;br /&gt;amazing yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Phelps, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;with his unprecedented eight gold medals and seven world records amazed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;luckily i managed to watch the closing ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;unfortunately, i fell asleep halfway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;so, i only managed to watch them dance. and also FIREWORKS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Leona lewis and David Beckham were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;yeah razeef, too bad she didn't perform on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=syncronizeswim.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 319px; height: 215px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/syncronizeswim.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gym.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 273px; height: 300px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/gym.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; i want my body to be this soft!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Mt paper 1 and 2 today was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;errr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i seriously preferred the Mt olevel paper we took in May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i hate my paper 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;while doing my composition, i almost cried. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;because my story was a sad story and when i was imagining it, it just affected my emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;however, i still had difficulty writing down whatever i pictured in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;so, even if u want to read my compo, i don't think it'll be as touching as what i'd imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;it's hard to put them into words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the MCQ comprehension was damn TOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;i kept on flipping the page to view the questions over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;dear mom, pls be prepared to see the most disappointing results ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-627325589021827587?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/627325589021827587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=627325589021827587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/627325589021827587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/627325589021827587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-more-olympic-games-to-watch-boooo.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5849606617845272227</id><published>2008-08-24T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:48:18.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hug.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 329px; height: 265px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/hug.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;if only there's no such word as graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;we wouldn't have to go to our separate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and lead a brand new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;meet new people with all sorts of characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;face more ups and down in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i'm really gonna miss those great people i met in esss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;on the last day of our olevel paper, i'll be having a mixture of feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;excited? cause' it's finally the end of olevel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;joyless? cause' we won't get to meet each other more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i need a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;a last hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;according to brother, our graduation day is after prelims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;no home clothes -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;have to prepare something for the teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;who had put in their utmost effort to see us succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=graduate.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 322px; height: 451px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/graduate.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5849606617845272227?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5849606617845272227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5849606617845272227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5849606617845272227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5849606617845272227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-only-theres-no-such-word-as-graduate.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3348395028235109597</id><published>2008-08-22T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:43:29.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;hello! hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm still alive okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;this blog might be neglected for quite some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;but the owner just don't have time to entertain it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;nahh...prelims here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;once i open my textbook, high chance i will fall asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;it's like as if the textbook is casting a spell on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;and bring me to lalaland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;someone save me from this curse I'm in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;that's why i can't even sit in front of the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;cause most of the time i'm asleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;but sometimes, i'll mug for exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;but still, no to comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;physics paper today was ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;1hr 15 mins and poof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;TIME IS TOO SHORT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I had to skip the 1marks ques i didn't know how to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;now i prefer chemistry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;let me talk about olevel english oral last tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;there were 2 examiners and i seriously prefer the younger one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;jia min complained that i talked too long. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;now i'm starting to be scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;cause' i'm scared i might run out of topic cause' i talked too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;the older one gave that "Mdm sugu's face" again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;pfft. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i had fun chit chatting with the younger one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;then at night, i slept at 8pm-6am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and i had to sit for the chemistry and amaths paper the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;luckily i managed to study ABIT for amaths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;nothing for chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;woke up at 6am, managed to read some of the pages in the chem tb for half and hour only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;yah..pathetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;geography yesterday was kinda scary for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;first ques about the map, i couldn't find any coastal features on the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;at first i thought it was just me who didn't study well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;but thank god it was a mistake. teacher announced that it was a wrong grid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and the night before geog paper, i slept at 10pm, and woke up at 4am to study coast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and studied on food during our break time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;call me crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm never gonna do this for olevel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05988.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 397px; height: 297px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05988.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;present for Nabillah's birthday.. and HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO SHEILA AND NABILLAH!! [170808]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05989.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 296px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05989.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;abang's birthday was on 140808.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;mum bought him a helium balloon, tied with an envelope which consist of $$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i was holding on to it. when i turned to face him with the balloon at my back, suddenly just BOOOOMM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i turned around and saw the helium balloon from floating upwards, it went downwards with a large hold at the centre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;it hit the ceiling fan and that's when it burst. (T.T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;sorry brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;next time if mom gives me a balloon for me birthday, you can burst mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05994.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 449px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05994.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;dad is going to vietnam this fasting month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;for 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;2 weeks?! 2 days are already too long for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;and it's the fasting month for goodness sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;now we'll have to break fast with one member missing..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;he has to shoot about the arts and culture down there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;alright alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;i'll try to update again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;just drop by anytime aites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;heheheheh xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3348395028235109597?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3348395028235109597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3348395028235109597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3348395028235109597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3348395028235109597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-hello-im-still-alive-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-7478135343078671375</id><published>2008-08-10T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:47:00.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Dear Maish and honey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sorie for not updating my blog for ages despite you bugging me to do so. and now, finally i got the time to exercise these fingers and let myself sit in front of the comp and go to blogger =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and maisharaqh, i promised to do so last friday, but once i wanted to start updating, my dad came into the room, give that monstrous face and commanded me to switch off the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;as a form of compensation, i put your pics here to cheer you up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;xDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05116.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 231px; height: 308px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05116.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;maishy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rZwh452.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 356px; height: 266px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/rZwh452.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;ira! aka honey!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and spore is finally 43 years old=older than my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;we celebrated it by going for my cousin's birthday party =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;his birthday is on 080808 but we celebrate his 1st birthday on national day instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;aunty (usu) got great food there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;fortunately, my tummy allowed my tastebuds to explode with excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and the cake got Zulhilmi's cute face (the birthday boy) and most importantly, it tastes nice too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;wahh..if only my birthday cake got my face too. heee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and then i waited until my aunty cuts all the slices til it reaches his facial parts. i ate his eyes xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;he's only one years old yet he has got so many frenz that came to celebrate his birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;very chaotic with some toddlers screaming and yelling. and babies crying. and mothers go yak yak yak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;after the tahlil, we watched NDP on Tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i was only looking forward to the Black night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;AMAZING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i was totally enthralled by how they did the heart shape in the sky..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and how they almost intersect each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i was afraid they might crashed. it just reminds me of social studies where we had to do the SBQ about the china jet plane and american planes crashed and cause so themselves to blame each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;get this SS out of my mind pls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;first class and calefare were really hilarious and it caused my tummy to hurt. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;while watching the show, my little cousins had their itchy hands to let go of the helium balloons and cause it to be floating helplessly on the 2nd floor of the mansionate house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;luckily, uncle got the idea of using some sort of stick to get the balloon down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;the children's mini playground was the youth's favourite place once the little kids already left home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;there's this mini basketball thing for toddlers to shoot the ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;once the toddler gets to score, the mini basketball shooter will go like "1,2....u scored a goal!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;but then, the rest of us gathered and used that thing to shoot anyhow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and cause it to somehow overload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;childish youths..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05932.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 432px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05932.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05940.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 366px; height: 274px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05940.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;zul and his mom.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05942.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 280px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05942.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;he seems scared of the candle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05943.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 286px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05943.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;zul:080808; brother:140808&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05947.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 369px; height: 491px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05947.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;zul and his brother, iskandar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05952.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 356px; height: 266px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05952.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;it's so hard to get him to look at the camera!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05950.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 359px; height: 477px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05950.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;i like this serviette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05957.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05957.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;watching first class..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05954.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 502px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05954.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;oh my balloon!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05956.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 476px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05956.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;cik zafir to the rescue!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05978.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 377px; height: 282px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05978.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;mini playground&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05977.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05977.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;overloaded !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05980.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 509px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05980.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;brothers!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-7478135343078671375?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7478135343078671375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=7478135343078671375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7478135343078671375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7478135343078671375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear-maish-and-honey-sorie-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3545947861351009264</id><published>2008-07-31T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T05:29:28.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05821.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 218px; height: 291px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05821.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;long fringe. see how long it is? gets irritating at times when i had to bend my head down to do my work. perhaps i can break my record of having the longest fringe xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I'm just too lazy to bring myself to the hairdresser to cut those fringes off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;yesterday, i accompanied Maisharaqh to see the band members practicing. at first, i just waited outside while Maish and Midzi promised to go in only for a few minutes. In the end, i was invited in as they wanted to stay longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;UTTERLY AWKWARD. haha. once i came in, almost all pairs of eyes stared at me. perhaps they might be thinking who this unfamiliar band member is. what instrument i used to play? hmm...perhaps some blowing pump that i used to use for CPR mouth to mouth rescue blow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;as i scanned around, enjoying the melodious song being played, i fell in love with the french horn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;last time, i used to think that french horn is such a complicated instrument when i saw the tubes being twirl and twirl but the outcome, it got a good round shape [don't worry if you don't understand cause i can't explain it well]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;however, i still love the drums best =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;boom boom boom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;that one creates a more heart thumping impact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;not bad, not bad. they play it nice too..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;now it explains how they won for the SYF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;congratulations! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;and today, the guys had their soccer tournament for the national day thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;4e5 vs 4e1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;4e3 vs 3e1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;marcus was the goalkeeper and also the captain for 4e1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;it was hilarious seeing marcus in action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;and then me and mai left after the first half ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;then mai messaged me, after midzi messaged her to tell me that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;4e5 guys won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;2-0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;congratulations!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3545947861351009264?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3545947861351009264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3545947861351009264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3545947861351009264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3545947861351009264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-fringe.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5028882331920963681</id><published>2008-07-24T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T03:49:06.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;obviously, i didn't have the time to go and update blog for the past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;beach cleaning was like last saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and now then i wanted to upload the pictures. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;cleaning the beach was such a piece of cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Singapore is a clean and green city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;even the beach is sparkling clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;not exactly that clean. some inconsiderate people still throw tissue papers on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;at least, there's still some work to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;overall, pasir ris beach is kinda clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;after that, picnic!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;honestly, i love the picnic with my beloved class (although it can be abit dull)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;as usual, i volunteered to bring nuggets xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it's our last year together. last moments together. i can't imagine stepping out of east spring sec, leaving behind those precious moments together. those laughters. those ups and downs. and after olevel, we're off to our separate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ok, snap out of it! i'm thinking too far. let me get back to my story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;then, had to go back to school to support the sec 2s with their charity bazaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;nabillah bought for me and ira this ice pop (with no service satisfaction)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and i bought a strawberry fondue (and the girl was kinda blur)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i still preferred our time when we had to do the charity bazaar last 2 years =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;we were held back til 12 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;at 11+, we were bored and exhausted after going beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it's an irony cos we were hoping that time flies by quickly cos we just wanted to get out of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;usually, in school days, we wanted time to slow down as time passed by too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;once dismissed, we were as free as birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and i went straight home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05650.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 411px; height: 308px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05650.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;i was the odd one wearing my sjab shirt.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4bd2bcde.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 482px; height: 361px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/4bd2bcde.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;me and nabillah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05654.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 475px; height: 356px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05654.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;me and effie!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05655.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 299px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05655.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;hanna loves. [i wasn't ready!]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05658.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 455px; height: 341px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05658.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05665.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 402px; height: 302px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05665.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;rubbish!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05652.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 295px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05652.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;ira!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05666.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 354px; height: 471px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05666.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;miss cai.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ac0cac0b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 497px; height: 372px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/ac0cac0b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;had to cut the brownies secretly =X&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05663.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 358px; height: 477px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05663.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;there were five people.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05669.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 272px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05669.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;partners!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=a19859d2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 439px; height: 328px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/a19859d2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;i just find this pic funny. heh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05670.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 286px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05670.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;me, the birthday girl &amp;amp; hanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2b9d426f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 506px; height: 379px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/2b9d426f.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;i love picnic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5028882331920963681?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5028882331920963681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5028882331920963681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5028882331920963681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5028882331920963681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/obviously-i-didnt-have-time-to-go-and.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5003468692174663440</id><published>2008-07-17T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:11:09.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=boring.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/boring.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;i bet it'll just be futile for me to update blog at this point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;it's too last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;nevertheless, i'll just update before anyone complains that i haven't been updating xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;yesterday was my prelim english oral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;MDM SUGU was our examiner. as in from yiwen onwards til jia min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;we were 5 minutes late from assembling in the hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;the countable number of people in the hall made me think that we weren't late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;she was there, marking our attendance when i came into the hall.&lt;br /&gt;when she turned around to look at me and nabillah still walking to our place, she screamed at the top of her lungs, commanding us to hurry up and get seated.&lt;br /&gt;once seated, she started nagging and telling us about the school values.&lt;br /&gt;hello? i don't need that.&lt;br /&gt;you can just continue marking our attendance and don't waste time.&lt;br /&gt;don't have to demoralize us ok.&lt;br /&gt;we've got our tension state to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;this is prelims for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, we've got all eyes glued on us for her, being the centre of attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, do learn from my mistakes ok.&lt;br /&gt;for picture discussion, i said the animal was a baby sheep.&lt;br /&gt;and then she was like ..."baby sheep?!! you sure?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;having qualms, i changed my mind and said baby cow instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;it was supposed to be a baby goat -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;i had a hard time figuring out what "kambing" is in english during our 10 min preparation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;for conversation, i had to lie about loving snakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;i mean, i do like them but not as much as i love cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;i lied about how infactuated i am by the way they slither and the wonderful colours on their body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;she had her fishball-ed eyes glaring at me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;and then she gave that this-girl-is-weird kind of look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;so much for being a candidate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;have to tolerate with teacher's unfathomable facial expressions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5003468692174663440?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5003468692174663440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5003468692174663440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5003468692174663440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5003468692174663440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-bet-itll-just-be-futile-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4209982732830029564</id><published>2008-07-14T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T05:36:08.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;13 July marks the very important day for the sjab sec4s and sec 3s competition members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;not only us. other maams, sirs and other officers were pinning hope on us, neighbourhood schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;unfortunately, we didn't manage to win any trophy for the zone. (T.T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;however, it's the learning experience that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;we were once a CHAMPION in zone 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;perhaps, we should feel contented to have to achieve that far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but hey, we've still got a long journey to go rites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i reminiscence those times we went through together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;those ups and downs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;those blithe moments we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i can never forget that. i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;cheer up people... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" class="sqq"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/losers_live_in_the_past-winners_learn_from_the/296587.html"&gt;"Losers live in the past. Winners learn from the past and enjoy working in the present towards the future.&lt;/a&gt;" - Denis Waitley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04955.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 346px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04955.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;tallest trophy= champion in zone 2, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;smallest trophy= 2nd runner up in zone 2, 2006&lt;br /&gt;bear= present from maisharaqh =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i've been longing to update about this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;my dad had to interview amy search (a 1980s band) a few weeks ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;haha. just want to share some pictures here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;well, they are going to have a concert at republic polytechnic this august.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;that's why my dad have to go for the shooting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;it's fun being a cameraman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;so many popular people to meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i once saw MR GOH CHOK TONG at tampines mart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;he went there for don't know what thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;people all crowding around like sardines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and i was so agitated to shake his hands afew times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and as he walked to the other side of the place, i tracked him from the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;hoping to shake his hand again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and yeah, i shook his hands around 9 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;yah...i still remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just the government for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;and i was that "jakon"&lt;br /&gt;in other words.."suaku"&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;so which one is my dad?? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1080169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1080169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 594px; height: 445px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/P1080169.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1080166.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 608px; height: 456px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/P1080166.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4209982732830029564?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4209982732830029564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4209982732830029564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4209982732830029564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4209982732830029564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/13-july-marks-very-important-day-for.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-7426513230642030393</id><published>2008-07-07T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T05:52:59.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=headache.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 328px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/headache.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;trust me. last friday i had the worse headache ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i have been suffering from it since wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;ate panadol but it just doesn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;during physics class, i saw two of miss sakinah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i saw two of yiming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;it seems like everyone has a twin beside them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;perhaps my brain cells were having a stampede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;stupid rampage of brain cells that affects my vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;before i collapse, i chose to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;choices have consequences rite? =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;doctor pronounced me having a TENSION HEADACHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;@!&amp;amp;#%^)*&amp;amp;#!P*(^#)P*&amp;amp;@#)&amp;amp;*#!)*#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;the word "tension" kept echoing inside my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;does he have to mention that holy word?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;that word just gives me more tension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;just make it short and sweet will ya..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;just say i got headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;that should be more than enough to make me vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;doctor advised me to have 8 hours of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and now dad is more strict with my sleeping time after this incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;gosh! have to hit the sack by 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;what if my homeworks are still incomplete?! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;good luck to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05604.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 291px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05604.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;it's youth day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and dad said, " NO STUDYING!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;am i hearing it correctly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;or am i dreaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;or am i in HEAVEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;nahh..dad just wants me to take a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;seriously, i don't know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;so i asked maisharaqh out to TM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;haha. such a typical place to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i believed i haven't fully recovered from my T-----N headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and it just strike me so abruptly when i'm enjoying roaming around TM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;=( =( =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;it's not fun with that stampede in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and i'm fasting for goodness sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;don't want to waste today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;so just continued fasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;the cure to my headache- go toilet. sit down at sofa. take pics. the end. ( reduce abit only la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;oh. don't want to tell what i bought today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;except that i bought a black blouse. and another secret stuff not for me. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;despite in our state of fatigue, we strolled all the way to the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;mai wanted to borrow some books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and i borrowed none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;heh. i still got another whole book still haven't finish reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05618.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 262px; height: 197px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05618.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-7426513230642030393?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7426513230642030393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=7426513230642030393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7426513230642030393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7426513230642030393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/trust-me.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3301549090346538034</id><published>2008-07-01T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T07:36:25.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i'll tell you what i'm watching now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i'm watching arts central where they are experimenting on how to keep your teeth clean w/o using toothbrushes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;so they had to eat such foods like onions and choc to make their teeth dirty and have bad breath first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;yucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;apples, tissues, liquid soap and chewing gum were to be used to test for it's substitution for toothbrushes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and it has proven that apples can be used to replace toothbrushes!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;well, that guy has lesser bad breath and his teeth is perfectly white. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;the rest using liq soap etc, their breath stinks like garbage and their teeth were like decayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;ewww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;okok. let me talk about mt olevel just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;so i was in the exam room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;examiner: one guy. one lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;the guy was kinda friendly than the lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;trust me, once he popped out the ques, i just answered them immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i was kinda worried cos i didn't take much time to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;which means i could have talked rubbish =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;haix. what's done is done anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;whatever rubbish i might have talked will be reflected this august- RESULTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3301549090346538034?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3301549090346538034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3301549090346538034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3301549090346538034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3301549090346538034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-tell-you-what-im-watching-now.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-847297630093793787</id><published>2008-06-27T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:07:20.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=plentydonuts.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 276px; height: 207px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/plentydonuts.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;donut factory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=images.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 279px; height: 208px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/images.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;Californian roll&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;argh!! those sumptuous looking food just make my stomach juices  get all jumbled up, growling to digest those stuffs down. ok, random. just so satisfied cos i finally got my appetite back =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;recalling back, 5 mths ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Term 1:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;it was just a coincidence! miss cai got me to sit with my own Best friend. so i was arranged to sit beside Nabillah, under the holy fan. such a comfortable position with fun people around. nevertheless, i just got into my lalaland so easily despite having a chatterbox person beside me. heh. i turn left, can simply ask liying for a puncher. in front, is yiming; the chairperson. likes to steal my bottle on my desk, then points it right in front of my face until i get a shock and then laugh hysterically, feeling satisfied as if he had done something great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so many things to share with her. and so many things to crap about. not forgetting her hobby of poking my waist. err..that sounds wrong. HAHA. i could just feel the wave. maybe longitudinal wave or transverse wave from her hand that's reaching my skin. and she just enjoyed seeing me suffer by the jerk from my body i'll always get into when someone pokes me =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;a month later, i sprained my precious ankle. obviously, i couldn't come to school for a few days. nabillah was lonely as she had to crap to herself while lessons were dead. haha. sorie baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;a week after that, she got her leg fractured and didn't come to sch for DAYS. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;this is what i call fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but luckily, miss cai got shirley to replace nabillah so she could teach me whatever i had missed out when i was on MC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Term 2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;charmaine was my next partner for term 2. i knew it was going to be great, knowing her character. and i salute her for being patient with me when i become insane for not getting to solve a question. too bad our sitting position is far away from the fan. no more comfort zone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;whenever we got the newspapers, we'll make a deal to read some articles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;the following day, we'll have to story-tell each other about what we've read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;charmaine claimed that she likes my perfume/cologne. so everyday, i wore different fragrance to school to make her feel more fresh by my aroma. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;whoever gets to sit beside me will always get to hear me talk crap. haha. i still remembered the time when we were having a girl-talk. and those guys in front- zhen hao and wei ler kept on turning back, trying to eavesdrop. no privacy mann!!! it's so hard to really talk to maine with those 2 boys taking glances at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02241.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 465px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02241.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Nabillah &amp;amp; Charmaine. My ex-partners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Term 3:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;so, i'm still at my same sitting position. just that i got a new partner; the chairperson- Yiming. the first time we sat next to each other, he was nice to me, i was nice to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;the next day, NO MORE MR NICE &amp;amp; MISS NICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;poa practices made us challenge ourselves to see who can do better. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;after those motivational talks from adam khoo, i'm going to make full use of those 3 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;those quotes they gave will be heard from us whenever one of us almost give up in doing stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;oh yeah he's crappy. he just had the urge to go and "cocok" (* poke) people on the hand whenever he gets damn random. and i get to learn a new subject from him- chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;wo tu the ni. haha. dunno how to spell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;haha! it does doesn't work if you wanna irritate me xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;no matter how vigorously you shake my chair i will just ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;unless i get really annoyed then i'll turn to you and give that face. but that'll be a mission accomplished for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he prefers my cologne than the perfume. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16-08-07_1432.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/16-08-07_1432.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Yiming, my current partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-847297630093793787?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/847297630093793787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=847297630093793787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/847297630093793787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/847297630093793787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/donut-factory-californian-roll-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4990028100944521332</id><published>2008-06-24T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T07:39:33.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n640696946_711157_3231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 431px; height: 323px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/n640696946_711157_3231.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;mak ngah and her beloved son.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I'm saddened by the fact that we might not be able to go Seattle; US to visit my aunt this november holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;we're still considering going there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;as the weather there is not suitable for aged people like my grandfather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;it's snowing in november.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;so far. yet so near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;luckily i lived in this region where there is high in technology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;emails come in handy. MSN is way better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;so many things to share with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;all those shoppings I've gone reminds me of only one person- my aunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i wouldn't hesitate to prompt her on going anywhere i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;or just ask for something i have been eyeing on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;not forgetting my cheeky cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;who came to this world and brings joy to the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and maybe he strengthen the bond between me and my aunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;she couldn't work in the house alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;with baby's cries and housework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;her husband just sat in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i don't know what he's doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i won't marry a foreigner. NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;so, i helped her out at her house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;elated to have a new baby cousin after 15 yrs living. (he was born last yr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and i slept at 2am everyday at her house. that time was cleaning her house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i'm mesmerized by those memories  we've been through together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;manager or dunno what at SGH,  i'm inspired to bring down this generation and become what i've always wanted to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and i'm sure she's missing us to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;she's the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;o. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;at the other side of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;bringing up her son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and living in such a nice environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;unlike singapore where there's stresses everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n640696946_711155_1630.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 355px; height: 266px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/n640696946_711155_1630.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;abdel wahab and his arab-african father&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n640696946_711156_2564.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 380px; height: 284px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/n640696946_711156_2564.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;his smiles just brings joy to my life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02881-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 295px; height: 391px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02881-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;those times when babysitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4990028100944521332?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4990028100944521332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4990028100944521332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4990028100944521332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4990028100944521332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/mak-ngah-and-her-beloved-son.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5026113054737518745</id><published>2008-06-22T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T03:04:25.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;ok Mai. i'll talk about adam khoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;seriously, i wasn't looking forward for adam khoo workshop. because i feel like I'd rather stay at home and complete my homeworks. go to school for 3 consecutive days..haix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;BUT IT TOTALLY BRAINWASHED MY MIND. I LOVE THIS WORKSHOP! CAN WE HAVE IT AGAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I learnt lots of things from this workshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;it wasn't a waste at all. unlike those workshops we usually had to attend for SFL, this workshop is wayyyyyyyyy better. agree? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;studying skills, mindmaps, self-esteem, how to memories stuffs etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;stuart and andrea were my trainers. they rock!! woohoo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;when it comes to talking about death, i knew something was gonna happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;abang told me before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;but i didn't expect him to scream at us and wake us up so suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;the moment his anger boiled and started shouting at the top of his lungs, i tried to control my tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;but his words were too.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;honestly, i like that time when we had to close our eyes and imagine about (THAT SOMETHING I WISHED NOT TO TALK ABOUT NOW).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;wow. great impact yeah. even guys were sobbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last day was the best.&lt;br /&gt;people were given opportunities to go up stage and give speeches.&lt;br /&gt;too bad my parents couldn't make it for this ceremony cos they were away to attend a wedding, overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i hugged so many teachers.&lt;br /&gt;each hug with lots of meaning.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i didn't get the chance to hug miss harveen.&lt;br /&gt;for helping me out when i sprained my ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though they're not my parents, it feels good to hug someone else's parent.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;ya la..at time point of moment, so much emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05557.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 337px; height: 252px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05557.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this sun rays.  ira &lt;3 nabillah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05555.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 341px; height: 255px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05555.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for losing the game, masking tapes were the forfeit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05558.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 342px; height: 255px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05558.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnathan extra la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5026113054737518745?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5026113054737518745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5026113054737518745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5026113054737518745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5026113054737518745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/ok-mai.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-7549535767798248444</id><published>2008-06-20T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:08:33.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;alright alright. i'm updating blog right now. i'll just talk about my trip to Bangi last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;me, atok, nenek, abang and UF (uncle) went there by car. such an exhausting 5 hour journey. and i love the 5-star hotel we stayed at. hotel equatorial. that's what it's called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;so the nikah ceremony was at the bride's house. the Tok kadi was 45 mins late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;grr!! he just lived nearby. probably, he just wanted to make the potential bride and groom more tensed. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;yada yada yada. back to the hotel at 12+am. and i slept at 2+ cos i wanted to watch disney channel. there's a kid in me! but seriously la. i like to watch cartoons. and lizzie mcguire was showed. oh! HILARY DUFF! my granny's sister stayed in the same room as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;we overslept the next morning and had to rush and get ready for breakfast. and then, SHOPPING!! at alamanda. a shopping centre. like CS and TM. and UF treated us to anything we want. but nah...i only took a long sleeve shirt. and abang got a new jacket. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;after lunch, went to another smaller shopping centre. and this time nenek bought me a white long skirt. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;the grand ceremony was at the hall. the bride's elder sister is a dancer at dunno what tarian. so they performed a welcome dance, a dance for the bride and groom and a chacha dance. and some little girls danced an arab song. so cute la!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and yeah. and they finally lived happily ever after.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;some pictures here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;AT THE HOTEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05411.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05411.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;bathtub rox!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05414.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 294px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05414.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;imran, my uncle. but we call him UF.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05420.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 385px; height: 288px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05420.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC054271.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 291px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC054271.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05468.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 406px; height: 304px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05468.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;granny's sister. [nek uda]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05472.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 291px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05472.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NIKAH CEREMONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05431.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 386px; height: 289px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05431.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05432.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 381px; height: 285px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05432.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;my favourite!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05434.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 280px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05434.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CUTE SECOND COUSINS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05436.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 374px; height: 280px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05436.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05437.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 376px; height: 281px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05437.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;how adorable. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05448.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 379px; height: 284px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05448.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;awww...!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GRAND DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05497.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 388px; height: 290px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05497.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 386px; height: 289px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05500.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05502.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 389px; height: 291px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05502.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;little kids dancing arab song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05506.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 371px; height: 278px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05506.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05516.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 434px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05516.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05517.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 342px; height: 455px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05517.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05518.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 347px; height: 260px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05518.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 270px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05458.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05530.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 283px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05530.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;a building that looks like a duck. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-7549535767798248444?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7549535767798248444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=7549535767798248444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7549535767798248444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7549535767798248444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/alright-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-7207855023727073652</id><published>2008-06-12T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:34:40.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;buhbye singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;hello bangi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;in case you don't know where bangi is, it's in Msia, very near KL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;well, my uncle is getting married with an Alkaf (dunno how spell) family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;going to the girl's side this saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;very grand wedding i shall say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;must dress up smartly etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;nenek's gonna nag if we don't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;but hey, don't I always want to dress up good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;hehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and thank you nabillah (aka muis officer xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;for the stuffs that u lend me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;everyday go back to sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i've got dates with so many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;people like Maish, razeef and hui ting xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;and not forgetting Mr Tan Yim Siong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;too bad he was too busy to entertain us today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;in the end, studied together outside the staff room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;enjoying the cool breeze of the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;which is blowing my hair all over my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;annoyed, i just pin up my fringe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;ok. so random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;alah, nothing much to talk about la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i'll be back this sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i don't want to miss charlie and the choc factory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;and sorry miss cai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i cant make it to ur house warming this saturday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-7207855023727073652?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7207855023727073652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=7207855023727073652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7207855023727073652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7207855023727073652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/buhbye-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-8896134032427078038</id><published>2008-06-10T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:40:02.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05367.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 245px; height: 183px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05367.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why? get a shock of your life when you see me? heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05368.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 217px; height: 289px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05368.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 225px; height: 298px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05383.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;i hate this dress.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05386.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 265px; height: 202px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05386.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC053902.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 282px; height: 374px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC053902.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC053782.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 403px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC053782.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;as usual, mai's retarded face.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC053823.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 265px; height: 344px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC053823.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;i hate this dress.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC053702.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 268px; height: 355px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC053702.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC0538i.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 313px; height: 234px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC0538i.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;oh well, just some random post about today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;went to sch today with maish, razeef &amp;amp; hui ting to meet Mr. Tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;my brain urged me to stop after 2 hrs of continuous kinematics lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;lunch was at home, and then went to TM with Maish. i just needed to buy a jewelery box  for myself bcos those uncountable bangles and bracelets all over my table is a pain in the eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;oh, i already know where to get it bcos yesterday i had just window shopped there with my little brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;instead of heading straight to the shop "lovely land" to get my box, we strolled at CS and i bought some hair accessories. and then off to BHG and tried out some random dresses we'll never buy; for now. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;and then rushed back home bcos my mom called. booo!!! i hate to rush home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-8896134032427078038?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8896134032427078038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=8896134032427078038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8896134032427078038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8896134032427078038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-well-just-some-random-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1429757643637371041</id><published>2008-06-09T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T06:16:55.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;let me talk about last friday first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;went to visit hanna at tan tock seng hospital with fatin, aka effie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;took such a long time to buy for her a present. i guess that's where we wasted our time. in the end, bought for her a winnie the pooh bear. cute u know. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;oh hanna. i'm sure you'll be okay. i know how boring it is, to be stranded in the hospital ward, and being watched by the nurses. i'll pray that you'll be all fine =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;after that, went shopping at far east plaza! hehe. last time my shopping plan with my primary sch plan was canceled. so, fatin replaced her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;things bought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;- bangles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;- flower bracelets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;- pink sleeveless blouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;- brown sleeveless blouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;- green long sleeve shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;- white small bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;- pink stripy hair band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;and i spent above $70 that day =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;well, after all my efforts of bringing food from home and saving money =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;and on sunday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i hate it when plans are canceled last min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Sunday was supposed to be my shopping day with my friend from religious class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;(shopping again?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;and in the end, she had a last min plan with her family and our shopping day was canceled -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;oh damn. my second time my shopping day canceled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;luckily, granny came to the rescue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;she volunteered to accompany me go shopping. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so, went to tanjong katong complex and roam around, looking for a new blouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;nenek paid for me =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;it just seemed so exciting to be going out shopping with granny. fortunately, she didn't even mention the word tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;our legs just seemed to be going on and on and on. and next, off to tampines mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;for a granny, i guess I wasn't expecting discrepancies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;TM. then CS. then TM again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;wow. nenek must have done some work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;a salesperson actually thought that granny was my mother. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and finally, she needed some rest. lunch was at Mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;MAC?! nenek suggested it okay. i was suggesting like food culture or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i don't mind though. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;when i wanted to order for her food, she wanted her drinks to be coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;COKE?!! o.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;am i hearing it correctly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i almost screamed at her. wasn't expecting that answer. i thought she wanted milo or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i turned around and found myself smiling. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i guess granny was in a mood of her younger days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;my granny is so modern xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;and she knows those modern fashion young people go gaga over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i love granny =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Neneknme.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/Neneknme.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;dad's away to japan. shooting about the saving gaya thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;japan= sushis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;hmm..this makes me wanna have a taste of ramen ten. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1429757643637371041?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1429757643637371041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1429757643637371041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1429757643637371041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1429757643637371041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-me-talk-about-last-friday-first.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4488753358150236469</id><published>2008-06-05T06:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T06:42:05.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;grrr!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;stupid pc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;why cant transfer pic from hp to comp?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;nvm then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;anyway, the sjab camp was on the 3 &amp;amp; 4 June. one day course. no overnight because mr ng is not sleeping over since he had just recovered from his sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;too bad i cant post the pics now. stupid comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;^%^*#*%*&amp;amp;^$%^$*$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i love the bbq!! thank god we have mdm humaiyah. that means we could conquer the kitchen! to save time, we burnt the charcoal at the stove. and actuali cooked the maggi in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;heh. advanced tech la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;however, we still set up the bbq pit for hotdogs, crabsticks etc and and especially those marvellous chicken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;ok. short cut to the most important day for the sec 3s (and also the sec 4s, definitely).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;so, 4th june marks the day whereby the sec 3s got their new post and will be handling over the sjab corp. promised not to cry. those who cry will have to do pumping. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;opps. i guess an uncountable num of people have to do pumping. and num of pumping depends on ur rank. higher rank, the MORE! muahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;congratz sec 3s for the new posts =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and now my beloved god sis, nur izariana is the new overall in charge of sjab corp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;assistant overall in charge (parade)= hidayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;assistant overall in charge (admin)= shabana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;logistics ic= syazana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;logistics 2ic= aniz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;congratulations!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i'm gonna miss those fun and enjoyable time we we went through together. how memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;never will i forget those times. it'll be kept vividly in my mind. don't worry. there's such thing as hp to contact each other ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;p.s i love you people from esss sjab corp!!!! &lt;333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;okok. rewind back to last sat. the drama peeps had a performance about saving the environment at the tamp library. and fatin wanted to hear her recorded sound of flute being played. so, went there with fatin and maish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 421px; height: 315px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05232.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;and all i got was this..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;that's razeef in his turnip costume, pretending to play fatin's flute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;nice performance though =D kinda scary abit. cos the the earth like really dying due to pollution. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4488753358150236469?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4488753358150236469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4488753358150236469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4488753358150236469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4488753358150236469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/grrr-stupid-pc.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3205696118543452239</id><published>2008-06-02T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T07:41:48.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05207.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 296px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05207.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;random.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;BYE ME EDMUND THIA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;and bye bye nice smelling perfume that keeps up awake all the time during physics class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;our last moments together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and i thought he would be so angry with me for not passing up my prac ws last friday. and i had to rush down to sch early this morning just to see him and surrender my prac ws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;wahhh...his words so..TOUCHING. yes, he'll miss those silent moments from our class. the moodboard effie, maish and me did was halfway done last friday. fortunately, it turned out to be wayyyy nicer than planned =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;thank you maisharaqh for completing the back of the moodboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i'll miss those physics lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"because why?"   "you know what i mean?"   "let me explain why"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;the phrases cant be heard anymore. (T.T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i hope our next physics teacher will be as good as him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;last friday i had my religious class. and these 2 boys were like talking non stop while my teacher was teaching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;so they were punished by having a pacifier stuffed in their mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;haha. fortunately, my teacher even encouraged us to take photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 210px; height: 280px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05227.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;boy at left:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;eh! u made me talk first okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;boy at right:&lt;/span&gt; who cares now. just quick stuff this inside ur mouth like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 232px; height: 308px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05229.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;boy at right:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;okay. now we both equally look cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;xDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;oh. hanna was warded in tan tock seng hosp now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;last firday, me maisara, maisharaqh and effie went to visit her at the changi hosp first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;lucky we reached early cos after a few ours we visited she had to be sent to neurological centre (dunno how spell).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and then on saturday itself she was sent to tan tock seng hosp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;dear god, hopefully she'll get well soon. fits is a very serious case. and now, brain inflammation is an even more serious thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;cant wait to visit her this friday =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;and i also cant wait to grow up an insyaallah become a nurse. i'll be so willing to help those patients..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 376px; height: 282px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05213.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3205696118543452239?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3205696118543452239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3205696118543452239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3205696118543452239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3205696118543452239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/06/random.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-8990043723608876133</id><published>2008-05-28T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T02:52:59.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05169.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 186px; height: 246px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05169.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; ugly looking nose.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;my nose just itch today. urgh!! go away la bacteria!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;so, mt olvl last monday was...err..difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;surat kiriman was tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;paper 2, the imbuhan and kefahaman sect C was the killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;luckily the bina ayat didn't come out alien words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;so, over all was kinda tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;concentrate on oral and listening next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;oh. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;one paper down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hoildays? nahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;everyday come back to sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;looking at the bright side, at least we still get to see frenz around =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;oh...i love that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;haix. i'm so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;cant concentrate our SS lesson just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;which was like for 2 HOURS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05170.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 273px; height: 204px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05170.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05176.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 274px; height: 364px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05176.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 283px; height: 375px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05175.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;to doughnut lovers, like ME xD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05173.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 284px; height: 212px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05173.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 235px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05171.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;to all men/boys, READ THIS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-8990043723608876133?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8990043723608876133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=8990043723608876133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8990043723608876133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8990043723608876133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/ugly-looking-nose.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-8810895024394162121</id><published>2008-05-24T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T03:31:03.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;had breakfast with 4e6 ytd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;got bee hoon (maisara), hotdogs (Maish), fishballs (Effie), sandwich (ira), agar2(yiming), cake (ms cai), drinks (jared) and nuggets (ME).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;had to walk around the school to search for our subj teachers to give them some of our foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and by the time i reached class, almost all the food was gone. and only 2 nuggets was left. luckily, ira got prepared the food for me &amp;amp; Nabillah =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i hated my results. utterly dissappointed with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;hid my true feelings after receiving it in class. been keeping that burden until after sch, when i studied with Maish. thnx for lending me your listening ear. and that advise you gave me was very meaningful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;this is a story about a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05163.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 226px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05163.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Mary (not her real name) was utterly disappointed with her exam results. her parents will surely have even more strict rules which she has to abide by upon looking at her results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05166.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 232px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05166.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"if only i had studied harder, i won't be getting this results" she whispered to herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;her frenz were the only one she could turn to for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;" you are a ball. the harder you're thrown, the higher you'll get!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;these words kept on echoing in her mind. thank you fren for that meaningful advise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05167.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 348px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05167.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;she got back to reality. no point crying over spilled milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;dear god, you're the only one i can beg for help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i promise i wont slack anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i'll work harder this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;model: Maisharaqh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;director: Nuruljannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;photos: Nuruljannah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-8810895024394162121?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8810895024394162121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=8810895024394162121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8810895024394162121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8810895024394162121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/had-breakfast-with-4e6-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5754254198473086573</id><published>2008-05-20T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T02:38:06.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 275px; height: 366px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05015.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; XXS test tube.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;haha. so "jakon", in other words, " suaku" (in chinese) to see such a small test tube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;abang got it from his chemistry lab. in fact, stole some as souvenirs. ohh..bad brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;today, 5 people didnt come to school. Maish, Nabillah, Ira, Ding Ping, Maisara ponteng school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;oh! oh! and know what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;vico now costs 80cents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;!@#$@^#%&amp;amp;#$^%**&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;%^#%&amp;amp;^%^*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;GRRR!!!! ARGHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;WHAT THE HELL?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;80 cents??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;the price of all the drinks now rise up to 10 cents each. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;due to the fact that the prices of oil and food are more expensive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;oh man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;vico oh vico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i can't do without you.. (T.T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*sobx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5754254198473086573?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5754254198473086573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5754254198473086573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5754254198473086573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5754254198473086573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/xxs-test-tube.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-6621032736069568624</id><published>2008-05-18T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:09:23.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=26f70409733591079715c07f4104833f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/26f70409733591079715c07f4104833f.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Us with the winners..alamak, where's razeef?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;congratulations to razeef &amp;amp; firdaus' group for winning 1st!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;they're so lucky to have so many east spring supporters. and maybe that's why they won xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;supporters screaming their lungs out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i wont be surprised to see their voice box coming out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;to celebrate this joyous moment, we went to the movie, as planned and i had the bestest, terrific, hilarious day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;after lunch, of to the movie CONGKAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;sitting arrangement from right: Rhel, Matin, Razeef, Effie, ME, Nabillah, Mai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;thank god i'm in the centre of human beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i salute those at the sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i had my earpiece on all the time. eyes closed, knowing that the ghost's gonna appear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;disgusting looking face of that opah scares me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Nabillah was like crouching and closing her eyes all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Effie, cool all the way. her hand became my victim.&lt;br /&gt;Mai, as usual, not scared at all.&lt;br /&gt;Guys, no need to say. i'd like to hear them scream one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;after movie, went strolling around TM and CS. Nabillah had to change her money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;everywhere we go, cameras on our hands &amp;amp; SNAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;yada yada. then went to lib with effie. effie wants to read MT books. and i also got influenced so  borrowed one. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;then of to nenek's house; as usual. wkends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05081.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 361px; height: 270px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05081.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; morning sunrays...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05097.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 295px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05097.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;err..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 427px; height: 320px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05098.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02280.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 430px; height: 322px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02280.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;my camera wasnt on!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Hotstuff076.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/Hotstuff076.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05112.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 332px; height: 441px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05112.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02289.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02289.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05116.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 427px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05116.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;MAi saw the Opah!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05113.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 427px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05113.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;QUICK! snap when the lift opens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05110.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 296px; height: 394px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05110.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05111.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 303px; height: 403px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05111.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05106.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 394px; height: 295px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05106.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;333&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05114.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 296px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05114.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;Mai's distorted face.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC051002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 279px; height: 372px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC051002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; jannah &lt;3&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC050992.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 376px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC050992.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05114.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05118.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px; height: 341px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05118.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;Matin &amp;amp; me. he's just so cute.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05123.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 344px; height: 257px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05123.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;from left: Rhel, effie, ME, Matin, Razeef, Nabillah, Maish. lovesss &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-6621032736069568624?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6621032736069568624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=6621032736069568624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6621032736069568624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6621032736069568624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/us-with-winners.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2394531681355657525</id><published>2008-05-15T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:14:39.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 189px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05028.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;my emo session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;awwman. i could feel that knife piercing through my heart. my brain. my lungs. my gullet. my kidney, upon looking at my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;snap out of it! no more emo session! must buck up and do wayyy better for the next exam. i don't want anymore emo session. feels so sick. heartbreaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;omg. that pic looks kinda wrong in a way when i look at it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;well, a girl in white shirt. long hair covering her face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;perhaps with her voice abit too high..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;err..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;you know what i mean? heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;so from now onwards. life still have to go on. have to go for amaths class this june. i dont care. everyday also can. not forgetting to smile always. cant stress myself too much =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC049802.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px; height: 192px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC049802.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;now i feel like playing congkak. lols. razeef planned to watch "congkak" together after his competition. as a form of celebration maybe? he got into the finals for goodness sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;errr...congkak? ghost story? in a movie? with utmost, greatest, most expensive sound effects?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;thought twice. majority wins. ok la. want watch that it's fine with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but pls pls pls do let me sit in the centre. i dont want an empty sit beside me or wall or a stranger. anything might just happen to me. i still want to live you know =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;heh. first time la i'm gonna watch ghost story at movie. bocs even at home, watch dvd ghost story with alot2 of people also still can get scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;must be braver this time. hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2394531681355657525?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2394531681355657525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2394531681355657525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2394531681355657525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2394531681355657525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-emo-session.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1306733468473440742</id><published>2008-05-14T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T05:19:18.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wand.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 110px; height: 156px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/wand.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;whatever magic stick. lol. teacher teaching us MT, Mai, me, Nab and effie dee at the back talking crap about magic sticks. and as i said, the magic stick is soooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;tebal.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;eeew, gross! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;so exams results today. and i flung my Amaths and combined Sci  badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Amaths: F9 T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Combined sci: D7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;okay, looking at the bright side, i got distinctions for MT. ok la. at least 1 distinction. the rest, i'm kinda disappointed bcos i didnt meet my expectations..and i aimed for at least 5 distinctions..haix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i'm speechless looking at my results. well, i'll have my emo session with abang at night later when he comes back from sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;oh ya. razeef got into the final round for his sajak competition. the competition is held at Tamp west CC (near st hilda's pri) from 9-11am. i'm soo going to support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;i like going seeing people do all this sajak thingy. will get to see people with so much emotion. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1306733468473440742?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1306733468473440742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1306733468473440742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1306733468473440742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1306733468473440742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/whatever-magic-stick.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-6128053528436502904</id><published>2008-05-12T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:19:20.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;last paper today was physics/chemistry paper 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;ok, our stress is finally free. but not so free =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;however, results tmr -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;let me enjoy today before doomsday comes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;well, miss cai said that poa paper the highest is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Jared&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Ira&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;. heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; scored 65/70 marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;WOW!!! totally, definitely, very amazing =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;gd luck for tmr's results aites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 176px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; edited by mai, the artist =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-6128053528436502904?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6128053528436502904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=6128053528436502904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6128053528436502904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6128053528436502904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-paper-today-was-physicschemistry.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2566330800938898882</id><published>2008-05-11T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:08:07.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04958.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 283px; height: 212px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04958.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;  I WANT THIS BIKE!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it's just a random bike i saw outside a factory at eunos. we went to factory bcos my mom wanted to buy a new gate for our home. after much argument with my mom, we finally picked the right one which satisfies both parties. so, if you come to my house, you'll get to see a new gate. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;cool huh the bike. i bet razeef will like the colour xP  matches with the green grass. ok, lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC05001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 250px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC05001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;  READ THIS!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;as usual, i slept over at nenek's (granny) house on wkends. and this ball caught my attention. nenek hangs this ball in the toilet below the shower. so, while bathing i kept on smiling to myself &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;upon reading this. my god. i cant believe i did that ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;poa paper today was ok. oh damn i forgot what was the corresponding ledger with discount&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;allowed-at the general journal. i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;debit bank&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;which was suppose to be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;debtor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;T.T  silly mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;mr tan said that emaths paper 2 the lowest was 50 marks out of 100 =)   so everyone passed. majority got 70+ =D   haix. but i'm still so scared for the results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2566330800938898882?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2566330800938898882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2566330800938898882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2566330800938898882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2566330800938898882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-want-this-bike-its-just-random-bike-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4283620714088732570</id><published>2008-05-09T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:11:39.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=super.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 165px; height: 197px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/super.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;for those who are feeling so down about the mid year papers, stay strong alrights? [just like homer on top]. it's only mid year anyway. still can buck up for prelims and olvl =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes ar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;thank god i'm still alive after going through those killer mid year papers. not all of them are murderers. AMaths was the worst killer. luckily the paper 2 wasn't as tough as paper 1 but rather tedious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;however, i'm still not confident for my amaths paper. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Paper 1, the lowest marks was 2 out of 80 marks.  u know, i know, we know who..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;physics paper, i left the section C, 1 whole question blank. i didn't have time to do it. also, section B there were still some blanks. i thought we end at 9.20am so that's why i took my time to do those ques. but it was actually at 9am that we ended. so bye bye 13 marks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;during Amaths paper 1, ms tay was walking by my side and she just paused and stared at my answers. i didn't dare to look up at her face bcos i knew she's giving that crumpled and perplexed face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mother's day this sunday ! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i'll still be at my granny's house though. doing my daily routine of sleeping over at granny's house every wkend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;planned to buy cake for her. but abang preferred buying pizza. see la how..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4283620714088732570?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4283620714088732570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4283620714088732570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4283620714088732570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4283620714088732570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-those-who-are-feeling-so-down-about.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1101949697702615146</id><published>2008-05-02T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T04:08:30.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;oh ss. oh chemistry. if only i studied well yesterday, i would have answered those alkene and alkane and some others with confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;my handwriting for SS was atrocious! hopefully it's legible enough. well, like what miss liu said, her handwriting could pass olvl and alvl, why not ours? heh. mine was like curly wurly. ugly handwriting helps btw. can write faster =D i got screwed up at the saddam hussein ques. haix. but i'm confident for the other part cos we've done it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;chemistry, some ok some not. so, overall i find the paper average. now i got no hope for alkane and alkene T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;so, went back home firx. played comp. then i jux feel like going back to school again to date mr tan. monday got maths and we like so long nvr revise that. so, begged mai to accompany me go school. yes ar! MAI IS LOVEE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;mr tan was at library and i dont see any 4e6 peeps. only got the 4N students. aiyah, paiseh la want sit with them.  so, we both sat at the study corner, nearest the door. concentrated for awhile then keep on taking pics...LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i just love those tables. it's so convinient as it got a shelve to put my stuffs. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and then went back to study. then that's when mr tan appeared. ask him whatever doubts on my emaths ws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04897-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04897-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04903-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04903-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; i just cant be bothered to give a descent smile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04908.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 238px; height: 316px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04908.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; let's slap them !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04918.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 324px; height: 242px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04918.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04907.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 250px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04907.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;and finally, a descent pic.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1101949697702615146?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1101949697702615146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1101949697702615146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1101949697702615146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1101949697702615146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-ss.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1095891960748633590</id><published>2008-05-01T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:38:42.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Instructions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Remove 1 question from above,and add in your personal question,make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list,list them out at the end of this post.Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged.Whoever does the tag will have a blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;1)Do you lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;If i have to. but nah...seldom. i hate telling lies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;2)At what age do u wish to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Probably when my prince finds me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;3)What you want the most now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;NOW?! for now is eat. i havent had my lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;4)Who are the people you trust the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Iza, ira, nabillah, fatin, maisharaqh, razeef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;5)If you have a dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;To live in Sentosa, which cost millions of dollars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;6)What are you doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Breathing in oxygen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;7)What is your goal for this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;To score well for olvl and hopefully get gd results for JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;8)Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;9)Have you broke someone heart that he/she tried to commit suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;WHAT THE?! of course not. he might be crazy i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;10)What feeling do you love the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Extremely excited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;11)What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Extremely stressed and hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;12)Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;13)Do you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Definitely. Duhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;14)What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Being loved by families and friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;15)Who do you hope to be always there for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;My friends, brother and my future guy (whoever he is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;16)Who is your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I have 4. Ira, Nabillah, Fatin, Maish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;17)Who cares for you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;My beloved families&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;18)Which date you like the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;For this year, 9/11/08. end of olvl!! but for every yr, 22 Feb - prezzies !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;19)If you have a chance to change something you did before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Spend more time at my auntie (who migrated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;20)Where would you wanna go for holiday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;DISNEYLAND !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Tagged: Maish, Jared, zhi neng, hui miao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-1095891960748633590?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1095891960748633590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1095891960748633590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1095891960748633590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1095891960748633590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/05/instructions-remove-1-question-from.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5586826767833299655</id><published>2008-04-21T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T04:28:57.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;bye mak ngah (my auntie) &amp;amp; hello seattle, for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;there she goes with wahab (my baby cousin) to US with her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;african-arab husband&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;who lives and works in US. off she flew to seattle at 7am yesterday and will be&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;migrating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;there. seeing her in wheelchair makes me cry more. due to her fractured leg, she has to wear cast and travel all the way to US with the heavy cement on her right leg, with lots of luggages and with her 6 mths baby. haix. what a pity to see her in her condition. trust me, i wont marry a foreigner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;the moment we waved good-bye to her, i started to burst into tears. seriously, i cant hold it back anymore. those times we spent together suddenly just pop-ed into my head, thinking it'll just be memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the night before her departure, i gave her the scrapbook (that ive always been talking about) to her at around midnight. she couldnt stop smiling and tears welled up in her eyes. it's so satisfying to see her elated to receive such gift. she then, gave me this hp keychain of an angel made my crystal beads. oh, she knew i'm in love with such beads. and also, a CK perfume ( for women).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;oh man..such a sad ending. these are some pics taken from the scrapbook. i only take those of my fav. ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04733.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 201px; height: 268px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04733.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; Just a kiss away. [wahab only 2 days old]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04713.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 206px; height: 274px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04713.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; my auntie's fave. pic. [when i was 3 yrs old and brother 5 yrs old]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04740.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 281px; height: 210px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04740.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; edited by mai =)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04734.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 295px; height: 221px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04734.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; [me and my baby cousin who migrated to US]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics at the airport:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04759.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 231px; height: 306px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04759.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; [pak haji, waiting to get on the plane]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04766.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 309px; height: 231px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04766.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; the on on the left is my auntie and the right is her african-arab hubbie.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC048201.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 217px; height: 269px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC048201.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt; like father, like son&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;i didnt forget to take some of wahab's clothes as a souvenir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC048071.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 225px; height: 299px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC048071.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5586826767833299655?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5586826767833299655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5586826767833299655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5586826767833299655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5586826767833299655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/04/bye-mak-ngah-my-auntie-hello-seattle.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-1658196670468371497</id><published>2008-04-18T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T04:28:36.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;if only i didnt sprain my leg, i would definitely involve myself in the UG performance for speech day today. too bad i'm restricted to so many things after that stupid incident on my leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;so yea, speech day is today. and the new sch song video got my pic =D alah..such a small matter. it was taken during acer's day last yr where we got our legs tied together and have to walk as a team. i think mine was tied with ira. then as we walked, it got too tied that there was hardly any bloodflow in my leg. belinda and yiming's pic was so obvious that the wisemen burst into laughters the moment they saw it. but it was very cute lar both of you dancing to the retro beat xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;nab played the piano. wooo...so jazzy xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;malay dancers danced so fast that they could just topple over any time. but nahh, they proved us wrong. i've faith in u girls ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;drama was so drama. syahirah was good you know. no wonder mr tan asked the drama peeps to pay if there's any damage to his microphone (it was just another lame joke of his). woo..scream so loud that i jumped from my seat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04653.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 272px; height: 202px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04653.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; there's nab's mum in yellow. congratz for winning the friends of school award =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC04652.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 380px; height: 284px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC04652.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;band members rox lar. u guys did great ! and i mean tremendously, EXTREAMELY GREAT. love those songs played! esp esp esp the pirates of carribean one xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;LOVE U GUYS LOTS LA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;P.S thank you :&lt;br /&gt;-nabillah, fatin, ira for giving ideas for the scrapbk for my auntie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                -charmaine for buying stickers for my scrapbk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                -razeef and maisharaqh for helping me out doing the scrapbk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 2 more days and let's bid farewell...&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/17297801-1658196670468371497?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/1658196670468371497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=1658196670468371497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1658196670468371497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/1658196670468371497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-only-i-didnt-sprain-my-leg-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4012390852256638883</id><published>2008-03-11T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:54:57.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ok la ok la. i'm updating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; so, let me talk about yesterday's mt olvl workshop. i was supposed to go for sjab comp training. competition is jux next wk!! AHH!! there'll be another training this friday. but i still cant make it as ive got to leave urgently to tangkak (somewhere in between johor and melaka) as my grandma's sick and it's my only dad's day off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;the workshop was jux like a lecture. paid so close attention for the firx few hours. cikgu shariffah was the firx to present of naratif writing =)  unfortunately, due to the technical errors, her ppt slides werent clear and we almost cant see anything. it was kinda disappointing for her as she took a long time preparing the slides and stayed til 4am just to recap what to teach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;she had to leave for an emergency after that and we were given a long break for them to fix the projector. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;i got damn sleepy when the lesson on expositori starts. really cant take it la. razeef keep on catching me falling asleep as he turns to talk to me. got bored, turn around to mai and razeef to entertain myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;the food was damn great! cos everyone was hungry. got mee siam wif curry puff, and me and razeef's fav custard puff xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;yada yada yada. and there i met liyana from dunman, the one nab has been talking about. dont u think she look like me? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;lastly, after the whole thing, had to do spotcheck. someone from dunman i guess lost her hp. stupid spotcheck. waste of time only. i've got an appointment to go !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;luckily, i wasnt late. had to go for my surgery at the dental. extract out my wisdom tooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;ive experienced it before, so already know what to expect. needles, knives and sewing and more needles. as per normal, he covered me with the surgery cloth on my eyes and body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;induced me at the start (to make it numb). delayed some work, and when he wanted to start surgery, i got my sense of touch back, abit. should have induced more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;now i can feel abit. he drilled something on my gums and then i could feel the knives slicing on my gums. stupid sharp knive. almost cut my lips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;as he start to extract off, i could feel a DAMN SHARP PAIN back behind my jaw. just had to bear with it cos i just wanted to get it done with. nurse calmed me down. bye wisdom tooth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;he started sewing the gums. i could feel the string he sew on. the scissors were sharp. i accidentally swollowed the tip of the scissors when i tried to swallow my saliva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;when i thought everything was over, i got another jab. this time at the front part. he didnt put the ointment like he used to before inducing. this time, i could feel the needle poking through my gums worse than before. trust me, i was screaming in pain.  my first time though.  he started cutting my gums again.  so many gums cut. go sell at market. i wonder if that'll make me rich. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;okay, my nightmare's finally over. my cheek got swollen. so chubby. haha. but i dont like it. it's hard for me to eat and talk and sleep. the swollen cheek feels like how i sprained my ankle. haix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;gd luck to me then. i can survive. i'm a survivor! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4012390852256638883?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4012390852256638883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4012390852256638883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4012390852256638883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4012390852256638883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok-la-ok-la.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2976803457498231174</id><published>2008-02-21T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T05:12:55.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;ok. so i went for xray on tuesday and doc pronounced that i had a fracture. so, my mom was like, does she have to wear a cast? and said yes and nodded his head for dunno how many times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;then he looked back at the xray film and observed again. the room turned icy cold. after sometime, leaving me daydreaming, he broke the silence by saying that there was a bone missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i dont know whether to laugh or to start worrying. all i did was scratch my itcy, bandaged ankle. he cant explain why it had gone missing (neither could i). so i have to refer to a specialist next wk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;this specialist better know what's going on! this explains why ive been having this wobbly feeling everytime i walk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;where the hell did my bone go?! or who's that robber/burglar/thief who stole it??  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm not worried about my fracture. i'm more worried about my missing bone. oh pls come back bone. mommy misses you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;ive totally forgotten that my birthday is tmr, until nabillah gave me an advanced wish. i'm just not excited about it. on my sweet sixteen birthday, and i have to face this pain on my leg. and a missing bone. that's why i just dont feel like celebrating it. it's like something's incomplete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2976803457498231174?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2976803457498231174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2976803457498231174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2976803457498231174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2976803457498231174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2297673205522213707</id><published>2008-02-15T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T06:50:35.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;once i woke up from sleep, school was what i thought of. and also total defence day =)  yay! finally i came back to school after 2 days of sian-ness at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i saw that one blank file at the supporting contigent, where all the sjab, scouts and guides were. i bet it was reserved for me. hehehe. miss cai and mr tan were kinda worried with my condition. but, dont worry. have faith in me okays? i'll take good care of myself. i wont run around anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;poor ira and nab. because of me, nab got backache for carrying me last tues =S   ira piggy back me again while going down the stairs. and my slippers actually slipped off my feet and plopped down way behind me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;and now mom dont allow me to wear, my one and only slippers nab gave, anymore. cos it's slippery and i have to wear those kind that doesnt come out again. haix. according to mr ng, i will be wearing slippers for probably, 3 wks? -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i guess i know what my present from my parents is going to be already. an ankle guard =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2297673205522213707?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2297673205522213707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2297673205522213707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2297673205522213707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2297673205522213707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/02/once-i-woke-up-from-sleep-school-was.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-6465001092933645220</id><published>2008-02-13T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:10:51.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03629.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC03629.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;see my leg? it got sprained on tuesday when having the netball tournament. heard a VERY LOUD CRACK, but i thought it was normal cos i usually have cracks on my leg. so, i tried to continue the game. but dis time, it was really different. after passing the ball, i turned around &amp;amp; dropped to the ground. cant balance anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;yvonne and peiming carried me to toilet to get me changed so my shirt can be passed to the reserve (syazana). yada yada. nab piggy back me to sjab room so i could wear my shorts. haha. nab and mai went ard to look for teachers to send me back home...aww..so swit la u all. finally, miss harveen came to the rescue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;ira piggy back me all the way to foyer. ive been passed around like rugby ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i had to hop all the way up to my house. damn shagged. miss harveen accompanied me at home since my mom wasnt there. though she had jux parked the car downstairs, she still insists on accompanying me at home. i was worried that she could get fine for parking illegally =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;finally, miss harveen sent us to a nearby clinic. doc said that i had a bad sprain and will only cure fully around 6 wks. got my leg bandaged and still have to hop around like a kangaroo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;my first time in my entire life, i was scared to bathe. worried that i cant balance in the toilet, i had to sit down while bathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;haix. what a tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;im missing sch so badly now T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thank maisharaqh, nabillah, ira &amp;amp; all the sjab ppl for helping me out that time. i really appreciate it :D lurve ya!&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/17297801-6465001092933645220?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6465001092933645220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=6465001092933645220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6465001092933645220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6465001092933645220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/02/see-my-leg-it-got-sprained-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3302854883971816664</id><published>2008-02-09T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T06:08:03.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;oh. i finali get to watch that korean movie- "my Girl" i borrowed from nab since last november. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;watched it wif razeef and nab. GAWD. i was shocked to find myself crying. i thought i could hold back my tears. but i was wrong. HOW COME THEY ACT SO GOOD?! aiyo. mux go reward themselves for making me cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and bcos of that, ive finali fallen in loveee again. xD  with that joon woong? haha. dunno how to spell his name ah. omg. so sweet looks of him. and the way he treated yoo-rin. my heart melted to the ground everytime i see his face xD  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3302854883971816664?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3302854883971816664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3302854883971816664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3302854883971816664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3302854883971816664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-7899195181606191505</id><published>2008-02-02T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T02:31:05.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=emperorofchina.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/emperorofchina.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;[emperor of china] - wei jie's CNY shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yesterday zhi neng burped like he'd nvr burped b4. like the sound of volcano going to erupt. one loooong burp that's so damn disgusting. eww! but i still laughed like crazy upon hearing that burp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;anyway, yesterday was games day for sjab as the sec 1s finally came to our cca. also, we celebrated HUI MIAO'S BTHDAY!! [it was a surprise for her..hehe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;at first, i had to bring hui miao out of the room first(so they can bring the cake in the room) and pretended to have probs wif my retainer. good excuse to bring her out yea. yada yada yada. hui miao screamed when went into the room, saw the cake and everyone started singing her bthday song xDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;then played captain's ball. and my hand almost got fractured when i accidentally hit pei ming's elbow. WHOA. her elbow like rock seh. go pei ming! drink more milk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and overall, i did have fun lar xDD games day what. but i liked eating the cake most..xDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;cant wait for our total defence rehearsal. so unfair for us. our games day clashed with the first Total defence training. summore we got not enough manpower. so only had to send 5 ppl go for the total defence trng -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-7899195181606191505?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/7899195181606191505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=7899195181606191505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7899195181606191505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/7899195181606191505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/02/emperor-of-china-wei-jies-cny-shirt.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4364343398599453558</id><published>2008-01-26T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T06:13:35.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;alright. alright. i'm updating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;well, countdown, how many days to olevel?? oh. i dont wanna know. better start studying for my emaths retest &amp;amp; amaths &amp;amp; phy quiz. and have to read nab's book constantly everyday. hopefully i'll finish it any sooner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;anw, i got my new retainer today. so much more tighter than yesterday's. DAMN IRRITATING. it's a transparent plastic placed around the teeth &amp;amp; i have difficulty pronouncing some words. &amp;amp; i'll have to take it out everytime i wanna eat. so leceh la. i prefer wearing braces. and now, i cant eat sweets like mentos or fruitella in class anymore. cos i'll have to take out my retainer jux to chew those sweets ive longed to eat. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;still have to bare wif it for another 6 months. in march, gotta go for another surgery to cut gums again at the wisdom tooth there. haix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;braces rox. retainer sux!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4364343398599453558?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4364343398599453558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4364343398599453558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4364343398599453558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4364343398599453558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/01/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3710851927582137406</id><published>2008-01-03T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T05:52:53.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;okok. im updating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;so yesterday was the firx day at sch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;and this is wat i observed for today and ytd:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- charmaine's hair getting longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- the class fan wasnt swtiched on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- jerald's fingernails are like sooo long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- fatin pencil box so nice...XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- nabillah got the most expensive beg in our class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- jared getting prettier =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- razeef's watch is blue color (instead of green) hahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- maisharaqh likes to stare at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- liying sincerely supplies me with tissue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- ira is still wearing her old shoe. muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- lin is a gd hairstyler xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; if u realised, my skin is getting DARKER. xD   and i didnt use the normal hair clip i used to use today..(like who cares..hhaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3710851927582137406?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3710851927582137406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3710851927582137406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3710851927582137406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3710851927582137406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2008/01/okok.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5780067611737247480</id><published>2007-12-13T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T18:58:41.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me talk about my ANCO camp firz. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;TAT WAS THE BESTEST CAMP EVER!&lt;/span&gt; even better than sec 2 camp. although we got scoldings and punishments and all, but i still enjoyed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;we had to prepare a performance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;days b4 our camp&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and it was kinda chaotic cos we havent prepare anything but then i managed to teach them our retro dance for our performance. &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;thanx to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;MAISHARAQH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;for helping me burn and cut the song. i lurve ya!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;at ubin, it rained cows and bulls. -_-" our campsite is at "Jln Jelutong". not at NPCC campsite. the ground was wet! and our tent was not tt waterproof. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;at ard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;12-1am (at night yo!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;we had to do punishment at ubin, cos we sort of werent that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;disciplined. so sir was DAMN ANGRY and had to do an uncountable number of jumping jacks, then have to half squad for dunno how many min. at the other side of island (spore), ppl sleeping, then at ubin, we all jumping ard like crazy ppl. damn tired sey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i'm not sure was it wild boar or stray dogs that came to our campsite. the nursings left their food outside the tent. the sirs have to go and chase them away..go sirs go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;the campfire day was great! when our grp, Venom danced the retro song, the audience joined in. OMG!! so fun!! hui miao so cute..XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOVE VENOM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, let me talk about wednesday's class chalet. me, fatin, nabillah, ira went to Escape theme park.&lt;br /&gt;we ride the rainbow, then the ship, then the mini roller coaster. &amp;amp; lastly went inside the haunted house. IT WAS SO SCARY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everywhere was so scary! my hands were trembling seh. take one step and i'll scream my lungs out. fatin lost her slippers at the bridge. the place was pitch black and she have to rabe2 to find her slippers. careful not to touch the ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached outside the house, we laid down on the grd, gasping for air. and fatin had jux cut herself on her leg. jannah to the rescue!!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq was fun lar!! we shud do dis every yr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02950.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's that locked up at the balcony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02947.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SJAB sec 3s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd bye mdm noraidah! gd luck in ur new sch at pasir ris sec!!! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5780067611737247480?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5780067611737247480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5780067611737247480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5780067611737247480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5780067611737247480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-me-talk-about-my-anco-camp-firz.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-6351662437161313244</id><published>2007-12-06T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T06:04:05.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and finally, the camp day is arriving in 1 day. the day when the band ppl are also having performance at bird park. gd luck band people!!! XD  and wish me luck for tmr's camp. another torturous camp i'll encounter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;sleeping over at ubin. GAWD. my mates knew my weakness alr. T.T  why do i always get shock easily?! boohooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-6351662437161313244?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/6351662437161313244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=6351662437161313244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6351662437161313244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/6351662437161313244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-finally-camp-day-is-arriving-in-1.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4082601817478750749</id><published>2007-11-24T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T06:55:06.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;trust me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ANCO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;(advanced nco) is more fun than&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;BNCO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;(basic nco).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;good luck to the sec2s wif their BNCO! =) oh, i've been through those torturous days last yr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;whereever you go, u'll here the sirs and maam screaming and scolding people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;advanced side, we get lesser scoldings =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;reach Bedok View alr for course , in front of sch gate, got screamed by maam cos we walked. we were suppose to run lar to show our sense of urgency...oh i knew that. my legs were jux lazy to move. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Bedok View sec is where our course and camp is held. first day of camp, advanced will sleep over at ubin...=) YAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4082601817478750749?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4082601817478750749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4082601817478750749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4082601817478750749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4082601817478750749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/11/trust-me-anco-advanced-nco-is-more-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3141337374484378478</id><published>2007-11-21T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T03:35:31.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i wonder, if guys ever cut their toenails. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yesterday, at religious class, i was sitting down on the floor cross legged. as the guys walked pass me, their toenails  SERIOUSLY  caught my attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;GAWD. it looks like as if they havent cut them for years. some even looked like witch's toenails. ewww..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i know lar u all like to play soccer, but dont those long toenails of yours break when u kick the ball? LOL. oh pls  remember to cut your nails boys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3141337374484378478?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3141337374484378478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3141337374484378478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3141337374484378478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3141337374484378478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-wonder-if-guys-ever-cut-their.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-5915640854196381029</id><published>2007-11-19T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T05:16:31.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;last minute plan to chong keng's bthday party after training. wooohooss!! FUN SEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;played at the pool &amp;amp; my butt was all drenched. i didnt bring any extra shirt though but i got my PE pants. hoho. was slightly wet, then was more likely drenched. running around like one retarded gal, chasing after azryl..hoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02819.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;since i was super high, i didnt look gd in any pic. this was the only pic i got in my phone, taken by nabillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-5915640854196381029?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/5915640854196381029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=5915640854196381029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5915640854196381029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/5915640854196381029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/11/last-minute-plan-to-chong-kengs-bthday.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2040252925604282235</id><published>2007-11-14T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T05:34:01.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;hungry the moment i woke up in the morning. too bad i cant eat those sumptuous nasi lemak served on the breakfast table. all i could eat was bread, tauhu and cake. SOFT CHEWING FOOD became my favourites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yesterday, i couldnt talk. seriously, i was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt; not being able to talk properly. so, i tried my best to open my mouth, story-tell my mum and bro about how the surgery was like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;unfortunately, my gums started to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;bleed&lt;/span&gt; again. it bleeded &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;. silly me. shouldnt have talked too much. to tell the truth, it did hurt when i talked, but i hecked care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;the bleeding was continuos. i drank my own blood almost every min. i wont be surprise if i bcome a vampire..HAHAHA!! jk jk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;it's painful when i tried to gurgle with water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;those needles are haunting me&lt;/span&gt;. i cant open my mouth big. i cant laugh. i could only whisper. the surgery was my worse nightmare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i'm still under quarantine. needed alot of rest. i'm all stranded at home, doing E portals shit. didnt dare to watch korean movies bcos ive cried enough the day before..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02758.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;see that black string in between my teeth? that's part of the stiches. on top there was where it bleeded non stop. that's also where i got stiched. on the right hand side got purple color. oh..i dont know why it's liddat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2040252925604282235?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2040252925604282235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2040252925604282235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2040252925604282235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2040252925604282235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-was-very-hungry-moment-i-woke-up-in.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-8206938000883710521</id><published>2007-11-12T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T04:48:31.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nervous, confused and curious was how i felt while waiting outside the surgery room. my mind seem to be in complete disarray, while waiting for my turn, all alone.. Fortunately, nabillah and charmaine gave me sms-es and nab called me to give me support. thanks adeq iza, nab, maine, razeef, shaheezan, maisara, maisharaqh, ira, lin, fatin, and everyone who gave me support =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;okay, when i was in the SURGERY ROOM, the doctor had prepared himself with surgery dress. i told him to be careful with my swollen lips that i accidentally hit with the drawer. imagine not sleeping while surgery and you only get bused..GOD, im wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;he put this medicine like vicks on my gums, which was damn HOT. then, my heart gave a huge leap when i saw this injection like 10 times the size of my injection pencil. as he injected my gums, i started crying (for the first time) when i felt the sharp needle piercing through my gums. OUCH! it was painful! i started to become restless so i pinched myself in order not to hurt anyone in the room..haha! he injected 3 times. finished injecting, i tried to hold back my tears. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth felt numb. next, my body was covered with the green surgery cloth and my eyes were covered (more to tied) to a surgery cloth. my nose was itchy so i scratched it. but the nurse was like "EH! DONT TOUCH THE CLOTH!" so i pretended to be innocent and kept my hands back in. she then placed this metal thing over the cloth on my hand to prevent me from moving..wth. i'm not someone from mental hospital going for surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i cant see anything! all i saw was a glimpse of light through the cloth. i dont really feel the pain when the process of cutting the gums  was carried on. thats the purpose of injecting. i could feel something hard on my gums ah. and the sounds of scissors snipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;patches of water was seen on the cloth on my eyes when the doc did something on the part where i didnt get bused. i dont think he knew that i could feel the "unexplainable pain" until i moaned. i felt the needle, size of a toothpick pierced into the "un-bused" gum. to control the pain, tears rolled down my cheeks again. my face was like so crumpled (like a toasted bread.) haha! And that's also when i could feel blood spurting out and flowing down my throat. my legs were so stiff. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sew my gums and i felt this string on my lips. did he tie a knot? ohh..i dont wanna know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;finally, it was done. those parts of my face not covered (like the nose and cheeks) were splattered with blood. when my eyes were uncovered, i saw the doc's surgery dress with splatters of blood and his gloves was full of blood at the fingertips. luckily im not a person who's afraid of blood. or else how can my ambition be a nurse right?  =) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;out of the room, the aunty waiting for her turn was like looking at my swollen mouth with great fascination. i started to feel the pain and i jux cant hold back my tears. the aunty was confused. i think cos i was crying all alone with no one to seek comfort. my mom wasnt there, dunno where she went. my mom didnt even want to look at my face. my eyes were swollen cos i cried, and the sight of my swollen mouth scares her. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home, i started to burst into tears when my numbness was gone. and i could feel all the pain worse than ever! i didnt expect myself to cry this much and i didnt expect it to be THAT PAINFUL. i had to change the gauze drenched with blood almost every 5 min. and yeah, i cant eat. but i'm hungry!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who are gonna wear braces, dont worry. this surgery only applies to me bcos i got thick gums. so far, i've never heard of anyone going through the same thing as me. dont take my surgery too hard. i'm just sharing my experiences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 297px; height: 221px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02743.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;the surgery room..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DSC02751.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;purposely took pic like this so the swollen mouth isnt obvious. ugly eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-8206938000883710521?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/8206938000883710521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=8206938000883710521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8206938000883710521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/8206938000883710521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/11/nervous-confused-and-curious-was-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-3076735144687606790</id><published>2007-11-09T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T05:50:38.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img17.glitterfy.com/313/glitterfy062506162D31.gif" alt="Glitter Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitterfy.com/"&gt;[Glitterfy.com - *Glitter Photos*]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED ANNIVERSARY IZA!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;[1year 8 mths]&lt;br /&gt;the words "Donut Factory" makes me think that it's a real FACTORY. as a reward for getting 3 distinctions, iza spent me on 6 doughnuts. and my deal for her is that if she pass all her subjects, i'll spent her on mac..=) mission accomplished!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the search for the "Factory" located at SUNTEC CITY was adventuring. so many towers to identify. and we were like 2 innocent kids lost at outer space where everywhere we go, all of them were adults. who cares anyway. taking opportunities in getting lost to go shopping..=)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the end, Donut Factory was jux the name of the shop. how dumb can i be thinking there's a factory in suntec. lol. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate 3 donuts there, which is equivalent to 1 donut iza ate. when the donut goes inside ur mouth, the melting hot chocolate just makes u chew slower and enjoy every bit of the taste. and then it makes u go..."OMG!! I WANT MORE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y219/baby_jannah/DOnuts.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-3076735144687606790?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/3076735144687606790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=3076735144687606790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3076735144687606790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/3076735144687606790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/11/glitterfy.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-4867018810790031878</id><published>2007-11-05T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T06:10:38.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;another "cukur rambut" with my baby cousin. this time, it's my BLOOD cousin. the cutting of hair ceremony thingy, in case u dunno wat's cukur rambut. nothing much to talk about it. just that it has the most sumptious bu bu cha cha i've ever tasted. plus, the nutella kek lapis was nice. but i think the one i tasted at nab's house was nicer...hehekx. chocolate is my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;went to IKEA with sufia jux now. GAWD! can say everything is like so damn nicely decorated &amp;amp; i was tempted to buy so many things for my room. eg: frames, those kinds of dried flowers placed in a vase..unfortunately, i got not enough money. in the end, i didnt even buy anything..BOOOOO!!! nvm nvm...i'll definitely come again next time. just wait for my arrival at the IKEA entrance next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;was kinda nervous to pop this ques to my dad. after window shopping at IKEA i just got the urge to do sth to my room. &amp;amp; this ques just popped into my brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;CAN I PAINT MY ROOM????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-4867018810790031878?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/4867018810790031878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=4867018810790031878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4867018810790031878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/4867018810790031878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-cukur-rambut-with-my-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17297801.post-2369113613710258567</id><published>2007-11-02T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T07:31:41.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;seriously, how come you've been keeping that hatred with you for so long without even telling me? you know that whenever you're unhappy about sth that has GOT TO DO WITH ME, i will always lend a listening ear &amp;amp; change myself. alright, now finally you managed to released out your "envy-nous"and i hope things will get better between the 3 of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;abdel wahab had blocked nose &amp;amp; have difficulty breathing when drinking his milk. he cant breathe and drink at the same time. poor baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;SJAB competition is coming up in March 2008. the cadets have to be prepared starting from this month. no time to waste. so, conducted first aid lesson with the sec 1 guys at mac. while waiting for hui miao to finish teaching them, talked crap wif jerald &amp;amp; yiming. they asked ridiculous qns like what to do when that wife go cut the husband "sausage" la..etc etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;suddenly i jux feel like talking about toilets. mai was my first victim to listen to my nonscense. let me see, when i bathe, i take around 20-30 mins. if shampoo, + another 10  mins. i cant imagine someone taking a bath for 1 Hr. by the time that person finish bathing, i've reached Johor. then can go to Mr Tan's Primary school he always talks about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pardon my language please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17297801-2369113613710258567?l=swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/feeds/2369113613710258567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17297801&amp;postID=2369113613710258567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2369113613710258567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17297801/posts/default/2369113613710258567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swit-nostalgia.blogspot.com/2007/11/seriously-how-come-youve-been-keeping.html' title=''/><author><name>~*jaNnaH*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04173322704551542519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
