<?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-6714143</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:04:59.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'> I am No Wacko!!</title><subtitle type='html'>nothin</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-7200470355438186904</id><published>2008-04-09T12:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:46:53.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I gez I'm officially leaving. Its rather troublesome to juggle between two diff blogs. Actually not really ar but having jz 1 wld be easier. Furthermore i can choose wen I wish to write a private entry or otherwise by just choosing the degree of privateness: public, frenz onli (ljers) or totally private. I will not close this blog howeva for the memories of my past entries. Or at least till the important peeps get my LJ link. However, new entries will be posted in my livejournal/LJ. Just click on my frens link to get a glimpse of my LJ. Tata titi tutu. Ciaoz. Adioz. Goodbye. Selamat Tinggal. Sayonara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-7200470355438186904?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7200470355438186904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7200470355438186904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#7200470355438186904' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-8338912897595259931</id><published>2008-04-04T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:21:18.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie babes....I've enlarged my font just for u guys...ahaha...ciaoz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-8338912897595259931?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/8338912897595259931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/8338912897595259931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8338912897595259931' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-2473485619178929083</id><published>2008-04-02T16:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:14:21.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tadi mcm sial...i duno y ar bt i felt like goin toilet...so i went..alih2 dtg kotor sial..patut sket je..n of all days, aku gie kai g nari...terpakselah tgu pt toilet stgh jam while mi colleague buy disposable undies n took pad fr me....buruk siak si disposable undies....mcm diapers bt uglier version..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i did another slengeh ting aftwards...aku gie antar leave form aku pt transport company...blur cock sia...patut pompuan tu call balik gie inform aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,aku ade interview pt sph bsk...3 panel interview siak..vp, senior mngr n mngr of hr....scary siol...dahlah lamer giler babi tk interview...aku harap aku dpt the keje tt i reali wan...quickly..i hope i dun end up rejecting the wrong ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nari satu hari sak idung aku meleleh...mcm siak...n i had enuf sleep n its nt cold today...muz be the period...n im havin cramps n mi tummy is warm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sum1 told me tt mi taste in guys has chged...i seem to be into boyish guys nowadays...i tink she makes sense..n they happen to be mly guys wit a tinge of chi in them...oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-2473485619178929083?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/2473485619178929083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/2473485619178929083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#2473485619178929083' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-2331908985950376084</id><published>2008-03-22T05:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:15:18.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aku baru berak like a lot n perutku sakit giler babi...ive been like sleepin n sleepin n sleepin in the day tis few days den late at nite den wake up...i tink mi lips is swollening up a bit...dun ask me y...i duno either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jz watched step up2 2dae...dvd pun dvd la..it was nice bt not fab la..n mi head hurts rite nw...god noes y...i hate it wen ppl assumes wat they r assuming r rite w/o even understanding it...n i hate it wen ppl play games...or mebbe they r not reali playin games bt r jz bein confused bcos sum1 confuses them...duno eh...mebbe its wrong to not do anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes i tink im behta nw bt sumtimes i tink certain of mi characteristics in the past was behta...like i didnt use to be so fucking hot-tempered...i am nw..bt it cn be gd too..hw do u gauge hw much to adjust..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive stopped bein self-conscious abt certain tinks n ive become more confident...bt there r lotsa tinks tt i am so fuckin self-conscious abt..it actuali restricts me..n tt sux..duno ar...cant be bothered la...wana sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-2331908985950376084?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/2331908985950376084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/2331908985950376084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2331908985950376084' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-6946030202608915904</id><published>2008-03-19T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:15:39.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;orh orh orh orh orh orh....y u hafta gooo away frm hm, me luvvvvv......currently bored at work wit nothing to do....biase ar....sports day pun ccpe tk pegi...tapi p,vp,cikgu2 bodoh n teacher aid bodoh involved...cb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tk pernah2 aku dgr...aku mintak keje dpd kau...aku offer nk buat tapi kau tknk....bodohnye babi....patut biler org mengumpatkan aku,kau cover up utk aku...bt mebbe cos u dun wan ppl to realise the prob is cos u dun wana gimme wrk....in the end,cikgu2 bodoh try to gimme keje2 bodoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smp vp aku buat appraisal aku ckp aku tk experienced ker capable or gd enuf to coordinate n plan events...cb...i wasnt even given a fuckin chance lor...aku ade events bckgrd krg tknk pakai aku...bodohnye manusia siak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku nk mkn pun krg ade prob...cikgu bz?ker free sgt kalo tk asal leh gossip non-stop....mulut kene bukak all the way pe...n nohneh cb pt ofis, dpn aku act baik tapi bitch abt me to the nyonya tua baru...asal krg sumer nk aku angkat buah krg kepe mcm cikgu2 baru ker staff baru....malas aku nk waste akunye time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier scale, HAPPY BDAE RAI! N wat kips me going at work is tt im gonna leave tis hellhole...okie ar,aku baru start carik....tapi good luck to me!:D...n i seriously tink gurls n guys haf reversed their positions...onli diff is guys still tink wit their dick...yaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-6946030202608915904?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/6946030202608915904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/6946030202608915904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6946030202608915904' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-3068102819519548140</id><published>2008-03-12T17:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:16:52.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wana watch step up 2 like crazy...syam said its awesome..n a lot of recent hits,eg. the flo rida song-low...luv tt song btw...n i luv ella me levanto by daddy yankee...its like more latinish wit a tinge of reggaeton...cool...n there's another show tts cumin out tml tt seems kinda awesome..n i wana watch rule #1..n i wana buy lots n lots of dvds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im fuckin pokai rite nw..n i hate not bein able to read y sum1 is doin sumtink or not doin sumtink...n im miting mi MF gurls tml!!havent met them for so long..n its diana's bdae tml bt i duno if we r goin out anot since she's pregnant..n its so sad tt i kip nt bein able to watch wat i wana watch...so sad...n today i prepared breakfast fr diana n myself...hah...rare moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n tt day i ran into syaz' sham...n i told my fren aku kenal laki tu....apparently loudly enuf fr tt ass to hear..i tink i shld learn to tink b4 i speak..cn someone pls gimme $$..i nid $$...ive planned to leave this hellhole n find another job..haf brushed up my job experience up...bt still nid to edit the skills n achievements part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i duno hw much i shld ask fr tis time..$1.8k?$2k?bu che dao eh...n i duno if i shld actuali go into events like i wanted to...alvin claims its onli during the actual event tt u'll be bz like hell bt b4 n after is fine..duno eh..n if ur closer to sum1,obviously u shld be muker tebal wit them n be able to do and speak anything in front of them rite...tts nt true fr me tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wit sum of mi gurls i actuali feel more self conscious...mebbe cos i dun wan them to disapprove or to insult me n make me paiseh..cos trust me we cn be fuckin blunt wit each other...for real..bt there r times wen i dun care at all if they insult me for some other tink...fuckin weirdo rite..i nid u boo...gotto c u boo..its the hearts all ova the world tonite... muaakakak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-3068102819519548140?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3068102819519548140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3068102819519548140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3068102819519548140' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-6776348829130257508</id><published>2008-02-25T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:17:12.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nerdy is not cute anymore sia..actuali come to tink of it since aft year 1 he wasn’t cute animore..i wonder y I still liked him or lusted aft him or wateva u call it..his gf oso nt chio sia..bt apai’s gf nt bad la..actuali nerdy’s “cuzin” looks behta than him eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n student akunye kwn power siak..he cld gez all mi blood even the none part..hw he gez tt part is nt rite ar..bt at least it was correct..nt even 1 single mistake ar..aku fikir2 asal alih2 dier ajak aku gie clubbin..the onli time dier ajakku mase bdae dier..n bile aku ckp aku tkde duit,she was even willing to pinjam aku dulu..rupanye sal si diertu ade..ish..irritating siak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n aku mcm nk tumbuk org..n aku nk berak skrg...bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-6776348829130257508?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/6776348829130257508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/6776348829130257508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6776348829130257508' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-3535160807902109423</id><published>2008-02-21T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:17:47.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so f-ing sleepy...jz now stare at comp till mi eyes autoshut den muz force open..so many times sia..bt the tink was wen i went to bed last nite,i wasnt reali sleepy n tis mornin i felt reali fresh...muz be the stupid comp...aniwae i still hate mi wrkplc and as im speaking,my left eyes r tearing..duno y...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae today gona be a gd gurl n go hm straight den tml mit mi darling muthafuckas n on sat ron n syam n guys n rai MF too..i cant believe nerdy is gonna be there...hope he doesnt rmbr mi stupid antics sia...tt was so fuckin embarassin...den on sun go pract ar..n maybe go out wit YHSSian...haha...farni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rai has deeply aroused my curiosity of the notebook...i wana watch rule #1...seems pretty cool eh...n sweeney todd which so many human beings haf watched...btw, i cant stand stupid guys who act dao wen they wit their gf...like wtf...tink they so hot ar..or their gf will be jealous if they as much as say hi blah2 to a female fren..if hes frm an all guys skul den wrkplc all guys n tt kinda shit nvm ar..narrow minded human beings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i feel good nw...:D...was terribly moody jz nw tho...:(...muakakakaka...ciaoz peeps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-3535160807902109423?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3535160807902109423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3535160807902109423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3535160807902109423' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-3143953420083956967</id><published>2008-02-05T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:18:06.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Engkau nk ape dpd aku seh..dulu pegi gym tk payah teman beh ckp aku ngada2,pegi gym mesti nk ade teman..ape salah gie gym sorang2…u go gym to exercise not anything else…u shld learn to be independent blah2…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abeh yg kau slalu gie lain timing dpd aku aku tk bingit…skrg pegi gym asyik pakse aku pegi…ckp pegi srg2 boringlah…tkde motivation la..abeh hari tu boring sgt smp u jz did 3 diff types of exercise in 1,1/2hr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abeh try to psycho me to go…say aku bayar beh tk gie gym buat ape sumer..kn akunye resolution nk start gie gym btul2 so I shld go…aku ckp je beh tkde action..blah3…padahal wat u actuali wan is fr me to teman u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku smp slalu rush dpd keje n tk isap rkk sal kau slalu hurry aku beh in the end kau lmbt..beh biler kau ade plan lepas tu,trus aje gie..kalo tk…engkau tknk mkn dgn aku…pale buto la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-3143953420083956967?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3143953420083956967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3143953420083956967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3143953420083956967' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-3241931526292432221</id><published>2008-01-30T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:18:35.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aku dah boring dgn skul aku..timetable org tanye sape buat kuar name aku,buat list of class committee members kuar name aku,buat label pape kuar name aku, naik class kuar name aku. Skarang aku yg patut tau remote control ava pt mane..wen the hell did it become my job…for god’s sake,aku buat admin n logistics of cca n cip…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if u dun reali noe wats mi exact job scope, ur gez shld be sumtink close..bt it can coincidentally become tinks tt even cso dun do…like wtf man..nw, im seriously tinkin tt mebbe I shld chge jobs aft all even tho I hafta pay penalty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously,its okie fr guys to become ccpe bcos in the end they do wat they r supposed to or sumwat related, but as for gurls,behta nt to try ur luck cost tis job is genderly biased..ani1 gt lubang, pls intro me…okie bye..ive tok to not jz 1 ccpe…ive tok to numerous n oso mi proj mngr n all of them tink im getting crap n tt I shld jz gif it to them or tf…crap man…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink I might hafta start bein blunt to mi hod abt wat I reali wan…he’s too bo pian ar…plus tt stupid teacher’s aid pandai angkat buah dier…I tot mi hod likes him cos he’s gd at his wrk…bt his wrk is fuckin slipshod lor…n I noe he onli studied til o levels here too…tapi step manenye big shot…ee…pls ar…skrg degree pn no big deal lor…even tho I dun haf it la..haha..dahlah…bye…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-3241931526292432221?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3241931526292432221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3241931526292432221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3241931526292432221' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-5705465159064038176</id><published>2008-01-21T09:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T09:41:44.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ee..punyelah bingit aku…1st tink aku gie keje, kak sadiah bilangku si cso baru tu suruh aku belikan dier goreng pisang..slalunye it has always been the same rule..one person kalo dier nk sumtink the rest will go along wit the person’s decision so senang sumer bli pt tempat same..byk cantik dier masih muda plus she takes public transport, dier tkleh gie ker..n u had to ask a 3rd person to ask me buat ape padahal kau ade nbr aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahlah, the wkend has been horrible..nt onli fr me bt fr quite a nbr of close ppl she..suay wkend perhaps..n mi throat hurts like hell even tho I din go smoke machining at all ydae..tinks are finally fine wit mi mum cos I jz blew out ydae..bt I told her sumtink I shldnt haf..damn..nuting to do wit our prob wit each other ar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n I duno wassup wit ppl who kip doin stupid tink den wen it ends up wrong get upset bt do the stupid tink again..worst part is its all wit the same one person..n they even admit they shld haf listened to others, bt if they still repeat it, wat’s the use..i do stupid tinks too, esp in the past...bt at least I try to do tinks a bit differently at the veri least..i feel like jz shouting at everybody..ya, its irrational I noe..i dun oar wassup wit me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-5705465159064038176?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5705465159064038176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5705465159064038176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5705465159064038176' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-8167584351609234702</id><published>2008-01-08T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T16:56:54.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like this song a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss Kiss lyrics(feat. T-Pain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;She want that lovey dovey&lt;br /&gt;That kiss-kiss, kiss-kiss&lt;br /&gt;In her mind she fantasize&lt;br /&gt;bout getting wit me&lt;br /&gt;They hating on me&lt;br /&gt;They wanna diss this, kiss-kiss&lt;br /&gt;Cause she mine and so fine&lt;br /&gt;And thick as can be [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;I'm a country boy from Tappahanock&lt;br /&gt;Va is where I reside so shawty understand it&lt;br /&gt;And I know I just turn 18&lt;br /&gt;And I get a little mannish&lt;br /&gt;And you see this bandanna hanging&lt;br /&gt;That means I'm like a bandit (li-like a bandit, bandit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Vamp:]&lt;br /&gt;I got paper girl&lt;br /&gt;The Lamborghini&lt;br /&gt;with the spider seats&lt;br /&gt;you never seen it&lt;br /&gt;so get it shawty&lt;br /&gt;we parking lot pimping in my dome&lt;br /&gt;And I know what you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2][Verse 2:]&lt;br /&gt;I'm the epitome of this demonstration&lt;br /&gt;I got the remedy you feeling me&lt;br /&gt;So why is you hating?&lt;br /&gt;And my anatomy is bird like&lt;br /&gt;yeah you heard right&lt;br /&gt;girl I'm the king so that means I'm fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Vamp:]&lt;br /&gt;If you wit it girl&lt;br /&gt;get it poppin&lt;br /&gt;roll wit me&lt;br /&gt;ain't no stopping&lt;br /&gt;so get it shawty&lt;br /&gt;we parking lot pimping in my dome&lt;br /&gt;I know want you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2][T-Pain:]&lt;br /&gt;Shawty let me holla at you&lt;br /&gt;you so hot-hot-hot-hot&lt;br /&gt;you think I'd be holing&lt;br /&gt;if you not-not-not-not&lt;br /&gt;I'm king of the town&lt;br /&gt;you can take a look around&lt;br /&gt;Teddy Penderazzdownis the spot-spot-spot-spot&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah) I got money on me&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah) Baby girl no problem&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah) You rolling shawty?&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah) Lets hit McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;It's T.P. and C.B.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the nappy boy---ooh weee![Chorus x2]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-8167584351609234702?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/8167584351609234702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/8167584351609234702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#8167584351609234702' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-2552247560773790135</id><published>2008-01-08T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T12:09:30.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I duno wat emotions to feel at this moment..my emotions kept getting jumbled these past few days..i kept tellin myself that I wanted to avoid him..aft msgin him ydae askin fr tt person’s nbr we didn’t chat..i dreaded finally goin to wrk  cos I’ll be online n I duno wat to expect..he actuali msged me..ya cos he doesn’t wan to spoil tinks, I noe..i duno y bt sumhw I felt more horrible..n Im still nt planning to go gym on wed..mebbe start goin on other days..n I hate to gym alone..bleughness sia..cb..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-2552247560773790135?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/2552247560773790135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/2552247560773790135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2552247560773790135' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-5491728826534020857</id><published>2007-12-13T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T12:59:12.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished shitting and is kinda bored. Tired of this stupid task that I have to do. Quite peaceful at work currently cos its the skul hols except for this stupid bitch whose guise is finally revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fact that she knows I'm unhappy with her even tho she's not the type to back down and admit defeat. I duno. I'm just the type who likes to show that I don't like someone if I do dislike them. Not necessarily by bein bitchy. Now i'm in the "you are transparent to me and I don't gif a shit abt u" kinda mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lookin forward to clubbin wit the MFs. Have not clubbed wit them for so long. N its gonna be full force this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have realised that frens come n go n it's no use regrettin the lost frenship cos its jz happen. But of cos u shld treasure current relationships,especially those which have sustained through the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I sincerely believe family should come first no matter what even tho I don't really show it. Have expanded my social circle a lot but of cos most r jz normal frens. There are onli a handful who has the ability for u to become close to. Its the clickin factor like I always said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N I think guys r wonderful as frens, of cos those types who protects u n dun do shits unto u. But relationshipwise,I think most of them suck. Sori, if ur a guy n ur readin tis. But its true. Btw, I have something to share.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go lunch!CIaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-5491728826534020857?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5491728826534020857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5491728826534020857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#5491728826534020857' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-692240935267279218</id><published>2007-12-07T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T16:43:43.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't imagine i got sick again today..was sick ydae mornin but aft takin panadol n sleepin a while in the staff room i was fine...bt jz nw aft lunch fever again...n i wan mi mummy or sum1 close to manje me..heheh...btw, ppl who noe me,pls send me ur link cos i've lost them..sorry for the inconvenience caused..chey..i dun feel like goin out bt i hafta mit mi old frens cos siang2 dah plan...sianz...n i finally got to dwnload the remix of big gurls dun cry...i dun like the original tt much...k...gtg...ciaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-692240935267279218?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/692240935267279218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/692240935267279218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#692240935267279218' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-4396012409899192429</id><published>2007-11-12T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T10:01:50.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just hate guys. Especially when I think about how they screw up my life. I know some of you may think its my own damned fault but I know when izzit my fault and when izzit not. Of cos I noe wen I should blame someone and wen not to.btw, dun ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-4396012409899192429?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/4396012409899192429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/4396012409899192429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#4396012409899192429' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-7390967723847141715</id><published>2007-09-29T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T22:19:35.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jz nw mi sis-in-law told me sumtink tt i find interesting..we were kutuking each other den i said y cant u be more like me..den she was like fr wat..den i was like y,ok wat..n she said at least shes nt complicated..ppl noe who she is...she is labelled as a certain type of person bt as fr me,im too complicated...duno im the act cute type,the girlish type or the tomboyish type..i was like okie wat..interestin wat..n she was like guys scared of these type of gurls n stay away cos too complicated..duno wat she wants or wat she upto..i was seriously tinkin tt she might be rite siak..its like wow...cool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-7390967723847141715?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7390967723847141715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7390967723847141715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7390967723847141715' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-5656246086544271627</id><published>2007-09-20T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T17:23:16.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Artist: Timbaland&lt;br /&gt;Album: Timbaland Presents Shock Value&lt;br /&gt;Title: The Way I Arefeat. Keri Hilson, D.O.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Verse 1: Timbaland]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ain't got no money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ain't got no car to take you on a date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't even buy you flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But together we'll be the perfect soulmates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Talk to me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Bridge: Keri Hilson]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If we go there, you can still touch my love, it's free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can work without the perks just you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thug it out 'til we get it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus: Keri Hilson &amp;amp; (Timbaland)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby if you strip, you can get a tip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I like you just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I'm about to strip and I want it quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you handle me the way you are?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't need the cheese or the car keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boy I like you just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause I like, I like, I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Verse 2: Timbaland]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ain't got no Visa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I ain't got no Red American Express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can't go nowhere exotic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It don't matter 'cause I'm the one that love you best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Talk to me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Bridge 2: Keri Hilson]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, baby, it's alright now, you ain't gotta flaunt for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If we go there, you can still touch my love, it's free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can work without the perks just you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thug it out 'til we get it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus: Keri Hilson &amp;amp; (Timbaland)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby if you strip, you can get a tip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause I like you just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I'm about to strip and I want it quick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you handle me the way you are?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't need the cheese or the car keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boy I like you just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me see ya strip, you can get a tip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cause I like you just the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Verse 3: D.O.E.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby girl, I don't got a huge ol' house I rent a room in a house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Listen baby girl, I ain't got a motorboat but I can float ya boat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So listen baby girl, once you get a dose of D.O.E. you gon' want some mo'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So listen baby girl, when I make it I want you back, want you back, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-5656246086544271627?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5656246086544271627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5656246086544271627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5656246086544271627' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-7150908180263220496</id><published>2007-09-09T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T11:27:42.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had wanted to go St James ydae..bt didnt get to go cos i was sick..no wonder i woke up so late...bgn je beh tertdo balik den bgn den sleep again..hate getting sick man,...:(...summore gt a lot of wrk....of cos at wrk ar...im a lot behta nw bt surely ive be a bit weak wat...i wonder whether i cn ctrl it behta nw or tt mi tolerance lvl is higher..its gd tt i cn maintain myself bt to be confused abt the reason is still bad rite...i haf a headache...tink i slept too much...i wana dwnload songs bt im lazy....im like jz lookin at lyrics at singing...haha..i tink ive become more naggy n complains more since i started on tis job...or at least since term 3 whr i was suddenly getting wrk thrown at me frm all directions...i wana go out...bt im lazy to go out...n i duno whether im so willin to do tinks for him cos i like him or cos i treat him like a gd fren..hw to noe ar..duno ar..okie ar ciaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-7150908180263220496?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7150908180263220496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7150908180263220496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7150908180263220496' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-776710479457164897</id><published>2007-08-14T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T17:53:38.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid fucked up human beings! Can't stand the blaming shit ass who fails to see the big picture, the stupid muthafucka who dun mean wat is bein said or who u haf no idea wants wat frm u and the stupid cb who jz tink of the person's self and makes fuckin use of others...fuck em all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-776710479457164897?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/776710479457164897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/776710479457164897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#776710479457164897' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-7349876998932519769</id><published>2007-07-21T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T02:18:38.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian3...so fuckin sian...haf been in a bad mood the whole day...n gyming didnt help at all...cant stand tis life...wrk...gym...eat...go hm...dun reali get a chance to let myself loose...n i prolly cant go kl cos mi mum is sick...total crap man...Argh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-7349876998932519769?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7349876998932519769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7349876998932519769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7349876998932519769' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-4845648682711132075</id><published>2007-07-15T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T02:13:18.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sumtimes i wonder wat the hell im doin wit mi life..recently,ive been kinda pissed...frm pretty free at wrk...n suddenly bam!im so loaded wit wrk tt i dun even dare to rest except fr mi breaktime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n suddenly mi mum gt sick..i mean shes been sick recently..bt its internal..it doesnt reali affect her tt badly..n suddenly aft she jangkit the flu tt the fam gt frm me,n she kept gettin faintin spells n even fainted once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n suddenly she was due fr op cumin tue..keep havin to restrain miself frm goin out initially n ltr frm goin bck too late..n nw the op will be postponed cos she hafta c the neurologist..gez i gotta restrain miself frm duno hw long..n i reali nid a real break frm wrk..i reali2 nid to relax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n guys haf been sayin im cold,jual mahal, hostile n all that n they do get pissed at me..otherwise they wanna get into mi pants...bt ive stopped contacting the assholes so good ar..bt fr the ones whos nt...i wonder if im expectin too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe mi past is makin me wanna protect myself extra hard bt i wonder if its more bad than gd fr me..sum ppl say im ruining myself..tt sumtimes protectin myself to much cn haf a badder effect on me than wat i expected..i kinda agree wit tt..bt hw do i loosen up jz like tt..hw do i learn to be more in ctrl wit mi life n live it the way i wan n i shld..it cant happen with jz a snap of mi fingers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i wonder y the guys i like always happens to be fucked up assholes..i may seem the same bt ive grown skeptical of a lot of tinks..n the tink is tt i reali hate tis screwed up tinkin of mine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-4845648682711132075?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/4845648682711132075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/4845648682711132075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#4845648682711132075' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-679093940972134074</id><published>2007-06-25T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:04:26.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've finally confirmed with my project manager that I want to transfer to a different school for real but I've discovered if I do, I'll be transferred to a primary school where there's even lesser jobs n more unattractive n annoying people...I tink kids at primary school level are super annoyin..Having a vp who is not as nice as my current one is expected cos he's too nice but its a risk im willing to take...but I'll be far away from him...I cant go mit him for lunch or just go out with him after work...I'll still mit him but it wun be the same...Now that ive realised that, it all the more make me unsure...y muz I be so damned fickle....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-679093940972134074?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/679093940972134074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/679093940972134074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#679093940972134074' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-9207616435304167362</id><published>2007-05-10T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T16:54:09.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I reali can't take it anymore. I really hate this fucked up shithole at work where everyone is so damn hypocritical and so damned democratic that they can smile at u one minute and spread untruths about you the next moment. Of course there are tis type of ppl evrywhr. but that's only a bloody handful. but here,prolly half of them are like that at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im supposed to be a fuckin CCPE which is CO-CURRICULAR PROGRAMME EXECUTIVE, not OFFICE ATTENDANT.like hello, mi ranking is the same as OM and Admin Exec n mi pay is almost as high as new teachers bt wat am i treated as?sum freakin errand gurl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam timetable,i haf to pass to all the classes, counselling forms for those rascals, i hafta pass to those students and at short notice..even tried to make me do invigilation which is so not mi job....im not supposed to wrk directly wit the students...wen i ask him y he put mi name in the invigilation timetable wat he say, evry1 is supposed to help out during exam time..like wtf,i cn name so many staffs who do not nid to invigilate..n wen i say even if u reali nid mi help badly, y didnt u ask me in adv n wat was his answer..now u noe wat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i haf to do the damned daily absenteeism database for students..fuck la...tts so out of mi job scope...n wen u ask me to attend the hockey tournament, u told me its fr me to gain more exposure in the school's cca bt in the end wat, i hafta look aft the bloody rascals all by myself during my journey bck..n fuckin bitch yg duduk blakang aku,gie suruh aku put together the class timetable and master timetable for the whole school..fuck ar,as if mr jansen didnt brief u guys on wat im supposed to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n tt fuckin bitch of a dm,3 or 4wks aft i start,find fault wit me..tok to me rudely like her damned idiotic students neymind..tt time she actuali ordered me to keep the keys the students returned n i said i didnt noe..its not mi job...like duh..den she actuali dared to scold me in front of the students fr not knowin n im supposed to noe n shld go find out..padan muker,biler dier complain pt mr jansen, he said its the job of the CCA teachers and not me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den tt time i havent smoked for 4 fuckin hrs..saw her in the toilet n she actuali had the audacity to complain to the admin mngr tt i reeked of ciggies and shes sure i smoked in sch..she noes tt i smoke ar in the 1st plc...so wat was she tryna do?find fault wit me la..its viceroy nt kretek...even the smell of kretek wld be gone in 4 hrs...n tt was onli one stick..n she didnt even dare say to my face...first complain abt me den spread the words...if its the truth fine ar...bt its a bloody lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i always go wrk buy breakfast tapao den go off and eat wit them..cos i dun like most of the teachers so i mix wit the off ppl and tech ppl..she fuckin complained say y im always in the general off..of cos tt was behind my back too...i mean come on ar,evryone comes to sch oso eat..n a nbr of them go outside eat summore bt tt one nevermind...wen they stand ard n chit chat oso tts okie...onli cos its me tts y muz complain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den the attendance register,i always bring 2 lvls at a time to staff rm to update the attendance, which isnt my job btw...its no use bringing one lvl at a time cos i cn finish 2 lvls in 1/2 hr..she nt happy sia...say i kip there very long summore..ask me to do the updating at the general off at side of the front desk whr gt pc..even the principal has no prob wit tt n even inform me he will return soon if he takes em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nbr 1. u were the one who wasnt happy wit me bein in the off and nw u ask me to go there..nbr 2, u ask me to sit at a plc whr ppl store food,whr ppl eat their breakfast,n is littered wit dead ants and aft usin the pc fr sum reason ur hands wit get sticky and u asked me to use tt plc..ur bloody excuse is easy to refer if parents call..fr god's sake, nt much parents call to enq abt their child's attendance and the attendance is usuali not correctly updated til noon and i onli take tt in the mornin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u jz wana refer to which cls the kid is frm or who the form teacher is..i mean hello u cn look at the more updated file which contains all the particulars...its jz like 3m away...i dun tink tts too far...the most fucked up bit is wen i go to zul's rm fr a while..which is not locked btw n ppl usuali enter his rm w/o even knockin...wen u saw,u actuali complained abt us and spread abt it sayin its fishy...kau fikir aku gie main dgn dier kape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentang2 kau anak dara tua blom kwn n kau buruk n obviously tk pernah dpt,kau fikir sumer org gatal mcm kau,mane2, bile2 pun leh buat n wit jz any guy...i tok wit him like buddy2 in the first plc...n hes not gd looking at all sak..kitorang mcm member beh kau bobal mepek...main shoot aje...bodoh peh org utan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n tadi mr jansen actuali told me i may hafta move bck to the off..aft forcin myself to even tho i didnt wan to initially, bcos those same ppl tink im doin nuting in the general off even tho they duno the truth and wan me to move here..aft gettin comfortable wit bein invisible here..aft getting mi own cabinet and drawers which i had to get one of the tech guys to repair..aft havin fixed fr me a tel and nw i hafta move bck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suspect its cos of tt bitch parvathy and her clan cos shes the one who actuali decide whr to seat new ppl who come in..yes, gt newbies cumin..n the kind of newbie hafta make way fr them..mebbe they finally decided,they wld rather i be seated at the off bcos here,i cn jz make invisible and deaf and dun try to angkat them which they hoped..ractuali ade byk lagi cite tapi aku dah malas nk ckp...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-9207616435304167362?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/9207616435304167362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/9207616435304167362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#9207616435304167362' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-5853520986962927504</id><published>2007-04-12T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T17:11:01.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>actually,Im not in a blogging mood but Im too bored at work so Im blogging.Crazy rite.Nothing behta to do rite.Yes I noe.Aniwae I have driving today.Im at the 2nd page of module 2.Slow poke rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N tomorrow Ismail and Ab r leaving their current jobs.Luckily the new TA is gerek.N at least Im positive I wun fall for him.Ya.I nid to redo mi nail polish.It looks horrible now but Im too lazy.N u noe wat,slengeh me tot mi pay will be coming on 14th.Kinda just realised its on the 28th.14th is the day I hafta submit my monthly report and timesheet each month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I duno how Im gonna survive the remaining 2 weeks cos Im bloody broke.I dun even noe how I will chill wit them tml since Im broke nw.Oh well.K.Bubye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-5853520986962927504?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5853520986962927504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5853520986962927504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5853520986962927504' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-3832883924145091375</id><published>2007-03-29T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T17:44:30.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just saw a student being escorted out of the school by 2 policeman with his hands handcuffed. N i always see him summore. like siala. i believe it was cause of a fight and him stealing a handphone. But its not as if other students in school don't do the same thing. only diff is the handphone is from outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n mi school is bloody crap la. students get caned for almost all offences, just name it..latecoming, rude, stealing, smoking, loitering during lesson time, disruptive behaviour in class even if accompanied by reasons which is sensible..i really find it totally crap la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily gurls r not caned, if not probably evry1 who gets a complaint will get caned..u miss lesson fr a pathetic 10mins oso cn get caned..wtf rite..i really dun understand sia..n u noe wat...im so bloody hungry rite nw even tho i had epok2, samosas, goreng pisang and nasi ayam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored rite nw..jz waiting fr time to knock off..n sumtimes cikgu2 reali annoy me...not all ar...bt the usual problematic ppl...those 2 headed snakes..i dun understand ppl sumtimes...wen u bz like hell they dun notice, bt once they see tt u have a free moment, they go ard sayin u very free den want to get vp to gimme relief...wtf ar..they duno tt i kip askin fr job..onli sum ppl noe...bt u shldnt assume aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off ppl say mi prob is tt i finish my wrk too fast tts y..bt i dun wan to make it a habit of takin mi own sweet time..if i do tt, wen i start getting bz, die..cos become habit wat...duno ar...dun give a fish abt all this ppl..n postman nk belah lagi..n ben is leaving tml...:(..n i haf no life nw and is always so tired...i hate it man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-3832883924145091375?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3832883924145091375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/3832883924145091375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3832883924145091375' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-6484309159251915656</id><published>2007-02-20T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:44:27.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Herro ppl,jz came bck frm Bandung last nite...It was fantastic...it was my first time taking an aeroplane..haha..i noe its nt proper eng..it was okie...bt landing sux...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n its so bloody cool...diana's dad live up a mountain...okie ar a lot of ppl there live up mountains bt to me it was like wow...n it was bloody nice lor..it smells very earthy....nt a very nice smell bt i dun mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were like so many roadside carts selling food and tis guy carryin a tong like tingy and hitting it to make the tek-tek sound...the person sells batagor which is bakso tau goreng..cool ar cool ar...den gt a lot of ppl who walk to ur car den ask for money or sell tinks in tis tin box...den sum ppl actuali play their guitars and sing while lookin into the windows...haha...funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den like the lower pt of the mountain it was the poor ppl area ar...it was so kampungish...onli diff was the hses r made of bricks and r nt atap hses ar...den some hses were in construction and the workers freakin climbed up the roof to fix it without any harnasses...diana nicknamed them spiderman...haha...n there were like kreta kuda....n ppl riding kudas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n all sorts of plantations....cool ar...m'sia mmg ade ar bt tu see frm far..n i freakin went to see a gunung berapi...it was so bloody beautiful...bt gt a few grps of stupid ppl keep pestering mak to buy stuff frm them...so annoyin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i tink indon guys r cuter than m'sian guys...n there were so many factory outlets there...the stuff were cheap sak there...reali a gd plc to shop...n we went to eat at a mountain top...veri class sak...n pretty cheap too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n we went to eat at tis nature-like tingy too...u noe...trees all ard....wooden benches...sit on tis cushion-like tingy...cool....n the pisang goreng was nice sak...wit cheese toppings and chocolate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n on our last day wen we went bck to his jakarta hm b4 the flight,surprisingly the area we passed by there seemed less developed...den along the way saw lotsa sheeps and chicken..so fun...den we went to tis shopping centre...citos....so full of eating plcs sak...n those plcs r like plcs i heard or noe of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n the g2k there bloody cheap sak...half price of the cost in sg ar...n the indons reali smoke a lot siak n lepakz a lot....bt diana's fam dun smoke at all...n i dun haf chance to buy ciggies or to even smoke..except at dfs ar....n tt one oso muz reali plan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n u noe wat...they actuali make hammock there...nt those cloth-type...bt liek hard material...like sum type of metal liddat...reali love bandung man....dun mind goin there again...n i heard indon water is spring water...gd fr u bt cannot drink....n the weather there is like nicely cold man...bt there weird ar...onli the young ppl wrk...the old ppl dun seem to wrk...or at least nt a lot...k la....ciaoz...btw,i noe im rambling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-6484309159251915656?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/6484309159251915656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/6484309159251915656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6484309159251915656' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-5243859314478283145</id><published>2007-01-15T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T00:58:56.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its bloody cold even tho i dun tink it rained at all today...went to mkn wit mi fam, rash n has at arnold's jz nw...it tasted behta than usual..mi tummy fuckin hurts man...fr no reason...i haf too many tinks to buy...tapi gaji dtg on 28th onli...and aft deductin cpf, money fr mak and the money i owe her, i wun be able to buy all tt i wana buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink im goin thru a major character chge again..bt tis time, theres no positive tingy abt tis new chge...i hate it..okie ar gt 1 positive tingy....bt its jz 1 shit...i tink tis chge is pretty noticeable...or part of it at least...y cant life go as planned...y muz it be so unpredictable...oh well...okie dah mls ciaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-5243859314478283145?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5243859314478283145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/5243859314478283145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#5243859314478283145' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-7349181612731868306</id><published>2007-01-02T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T23:51:31.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on sat mi stupid period came, n by mon dun haf dy...n sat n sun come a bit onli...mi period usuali last fr 7-9 days at least...duno y man...mebbe emotional shits cn affect tis too?n even tho mi period haf stopped, mi moody-ness isnt stopping...its pretty bad today...n im nt even lookin forward to tt even tho i shld be....fuckkk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-7349181612731868306?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7349181612731868306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/7349181612731868306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#7349181612731868306' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-116621004178622136</id><published>2006-12-16T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T03:14:01.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been kinda moody today...n in a confused state...n hungry...n sumtimes i tink i lack goal...im afraid i cant perf up to yuhua's expectations..i wana club..i cant wait fr the chalet..i haf sum fears in mi heart..nt gonna say it out tho..i n0e im makin u guys curious bt who cares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno hw to solve tt $$ shit...fuck...i hate bein broke..i shldnt haf ordered sial...fuck...bt if buy outside ex seh..i tink my lifestyle is pretty unhealthy...nt in the way u guys assume bt in a diff way..i miss bein a kid...wat a nice life...i duno wat im upto....i duno wat i wan..i lack discipline, i lack independence, i lack courage and confidence...i lack determination...sumtimes i tink i dun behave the way i shld...okie fine, always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno wat ppl r upto...fuckkkk....i noe i sound stressed...bt im nt...i was couple of wks bck bt its gone...i tink im plain lazy and useless..i lack empathy too at times...i badly nid sum courage...i dun dare to trust ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink tt stupid mr yap is a hypocritical, 2 headed snake even tho i jz met him today....n its a veri strong feelin...yes rai, mi intuition is nt veri accurate...it loves to play punk wit me bt tis guy is nt in tt category...i noe im tokin like a crazy ass...a deranged bein...bt who cares...im jz bein me...okie...ciaoz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-116621004178622136?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/116621004178622136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/116621004178622136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116621004178622136' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-116595019822558781</id><published>2006-12-13T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T03:03:18.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck sial...i jz rcvd tis bloody call n i accepted it...it turned out to be a stupid videocall and i was caught unaware....n they didnt ask me to allow mi image to be sent to the other party...it was auto sent...n i look like shit...im like wearing tis stupid dress wit mi hair bunned n me usin a stupid headband n its so crappy ar..i mean he shld noe im anti videocall or at least wen im at hm in mi horrible hm attire...i mean like fuck sial..so malu-ating...n i duno if he saw the stupid image...stupid idiot pig...i noe im overeactin...bt who wun....especially a vainpot like me...he prolly tinks im overeactin bt heck, i dun wan ani1 to see me wen i look such a fool...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-116595019822558781?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/116595019822558781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/116595019822558781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116595019822558781' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-116508853104621974</id><published>2006-12-03T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T03:42:12.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally gt a new skin..cos im bloody free nwadays...my new job will onli start in mid dec den 7th dec is mi moe induction..so nw shake leg..eat, sleep, go out, spend money, play comp, watch tv..ya, all these ova and ova again..n i jz coloured, cut and gt treatment fr mi hair today...cos mi old hair colour too obvious ar..n im bored and i haf too much time on my hands..too much time to tink...bloody crap..lots of sucky tinks haf been happenin to ppl ard me..its scary ar..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-116508853104621974?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/116508853104621974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/116508853104621974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116508853104621974' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-115782184002796236</id><published>2006-09-10T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T01:10:40.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired of tis stupid life man....miss skul....miss mi social life....miss clubbin surprisingly....jz went last wk bt it feels like its been sum time...n tt day i had to listen in to mi own call bcos i gt a poor rating fr one of the survey qns...tink it was a total of 5 poor ratings...the trg is all theoretical...n its so diff frm nw...n sum of wat we r taught r nt accurate...n mi pay is bloody pathetic...i cant kip splurgin animore...plus ciggies summore...n mi mum....ard 40% of mi pay goes to her...i mean fine if i nid money she will gimme...bt im nt supposed to take $$ animore frm her...its so diff to be independent...n stupid norlilah is gonna monitor mi calls...dammit...n aziah is goin thru shit at wrk too....the other 3 ppl r quite gd...so gd luck fr us ar..n he noes im avoidin miting him n is tryna sweeten me up wit his words...n tis time he asked me in adv wen is mi off day n i said it, tinkin tt he wun mit up since its nt his off day....bt he book me dy...n i duno hw to get out of it...mi mind is bungled....n im starting to feel like bloody emo out of the blue....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-115782184002796236?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115782184002796236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115782184002796236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115782184002796236' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-115609193428100020</id><published>2006-08-21T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T00:38:54.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is freakin horrible....hate this stupid shit....i have becomin so fuckin emotional these past few wks....frm cryin rarely to cryin evry few mths which is considered quite often as well as cryin jz by reading books or watchin stupid sob stories on tv to cryin evry fuckin few wks n getting upset or angry at any minor tink tt happens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno wat the fuck is happenin to me...jz 1 small prick n i'll burst....i feel like im goin mad....wat the fuck is wrong wit me....wat exactly is makin me unhappy n chging me so drastically..i dun wana give up on life and ppl at such a young age...i wana have hopes...i wana be happy....bt i jz seem to wallow in unhappiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps ive gone thru a lot of shit, bt im nt the onli one experiencing shit...i can be so bloody emotional at times bt i can also be selfish at times...i dun understand hw ppl who haf gone thru shitty-ness in their lives cAn be such fucked up bastards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno y nwadays i can get offended  by the smallest shit...i mean if i dun bother to explain, hw can i expect ppl to understand...most ppl r nt psychics...i keep havin expectations....am i too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y do i seem to drown deeper and deeper in life...y dun i try to bounce back...y haf i become such a skeptical ass...sumtimes, i reali feel like hiding somewhr frm all the happenings surrounding me...sumtimes i wana be intoxicated all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really noe wat i wan...bt will i really accept help frm others...am i willing to bare my soul and nt hide anything...i myself do not noe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-115609193428100020?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115609193428100020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115609193428100020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115609193428100020' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-115574743017251840</id><published>2006-08-17T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T00:57:10.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEA!GT A NEW HP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-115574743017251840?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115574743017251840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115574743017251840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115574743017251840' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-115548789684270155</id><published>2006-08-14T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:51:36.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reali feel like shit today...went to mos ydae n lost mi freakin hp,prolly at the dancefloor bt i fuckin realised it onli wen i reached hm...went to mac area n tried to contact the onli 2 nos tt ive memorised bt they were prolly asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen i went bck hm ltr,mi ass of a bro fucking threatened me n called me a fuckin bitch....scolded him cb n gt pushed against the wall....bt i felt reali gd cos its the 1st time i scolded a vulgarity to his bloody face..cos hes mi bloody elder bro n i didnt wan to be too rude...fine,ive argued bt tts fuckin diff..aniwae i cant stand those fucked up guys who uses their power against women...i mean wtf...u do noe tt u will win hands off...i bet i wld haf been hit a couple of times instead of jz tt 1 slap cos mi mum intervened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt aft tt she started to begin her tirade of interrogating me,naggin as well as checkin mi fuckin bag n blamed me for wat i said to tt asshole even tho he said stuff which r a lot worse..n at 10am,she disturbed mi sleep by naggin again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to go to the bloody police post bt it fuckin opened at 12pm....tts so totally crappy....n ltr wen i went to the police post again,tt officer was so bloody crappy....he fuckin asked me y am i reportin the loss of mi phone...i mean duh...of cos i hope they can find mi phone...wasnt so optimistic wit mi n70 bt i activated the security pin for mi phone n mi phone's batt was low wen i lost it...so unless the person is sum stupid hacker,he/she wun be able to even switch on mi phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i kip injuring miself...ydae fad accidentally burned me wit her ciggies bt im used to getting burned at clubs aniwae...den ltr i realised tt mi toe was bleedin...was prolly cut by a glass..tot noting of it n merely dabbed a couple of times wit mi tissue...ltr, wen mi fren forced me to go clean it up,realised it was a lot more worse than i tot...there were actuali 2 cuts....duno which asshole broke a glass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tinking sumtink else too bt i wld rather nt say it in case i offend tt grp of ppl...i noe im rambling on and on bt i cant help it...damn,im such a fucked up bitch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-115548789684270155?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115548789684270155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115548789684270155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115548789684270155' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-115514120166873643</id><published>2006-08-10T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T00:33:21.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was looking at some of mi entries....jz realised tt the onli time tt i actuali blog in recently time are during those occasions wen im unhappy or upset...aniwae im feelin pretty gd today...had a couple of outbursts ydae n jz let evrytink out...i tink sleepin a lot helped too....slept for 5hrs after i gt hm frm work, slept for another 8hrs til 3pm today,slept again frm 5-7 earlier on....felt reali gd as soon as i woke up...bt mi appetite is reali getting worse...initially i merely didnt haf the mood to eat,bt ltr i started to lose the appetite to eat as well...i lost so much wgt sia...frm 54 to 50 or 49 nw i tink....i dun wana be left wit all skin n bones....ewww....i wana gain wgt bck bt at the same time lose mi tummy....n i haf the urge to club....n i haf the cravings for pizza even tho i jz ate on sat....actuali i feel like eating new york pizza....hmmm.....n mi dad jz called....after a couple of mths of nt contacting us...sumtimes i feel guilty for nt caring abt him....bt hw to....he has neva sacrificed for us the way mi mum did....n yet i turn out to be tis kinda daughter..i noe im useless at least...n i duno hw to get up after i fall...y haf i become such a weak character...if onli i had sum of the old spirit in me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-115514120166873643?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115514120166873643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115514120166873643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115514120166873643' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-115161279995185659</id><published>2006-06-30T04:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T04:26:39.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jz created my skype account....the shit which enables pc to pc call free....bt i duno who have skype acc....haha...n my tummy hurts like hell....been perspiring since jz nw....n ive been eating like a pig recently....actuali im even hungry nw....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jz gt the title of tis song which i luv like crazy...not tt new....bt who cares....n jz nw i dwnloaded a song on limewire n den restarted mi pc...wen i tried to download summore i was suddenly transferred to tis website whr u hafta pay for dwnloads....mi fren said he had the same prob too n its all bcos of the damned authorities....damn....hate tis shit....i noe mi entry is boring bt hu cares again....n i haf a fuckin lot of songs to download...:(annoyin siak....hmph....bye ar....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-115161279995185659?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115161279995185659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/115161279995185659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115161279995185659' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-114979014908714149</id><published>2006-06-09T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T02:09:09.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Havent blogged for a very very long time so here i am...currently i am unemployed n lookin for a job.....yea....been slackin at hm for the past 3 wks i tink....been getting moody recently n paranoid abt jb....duno whether tis mth has a lot of unhappy memory for me or whether im jz sot..surprisingly im not even lookin forward to mi bdae....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,zh,if ur readin tis happy belated bdae....sorie i 4gt to wish ya...there's one area of my life that suck a lot...either it sux rite frm the start or otherwise it seems to go well,den suddenly it turns sucky....n another part of mi life is gettin worse too....gez tt's mi fault...n nw tis unemployment shit....yea...lotsa ppl seem to have gotten jobs tho...mi relationship wit mi family is improvin compared to a few mths bck,bt its still nt as gd as b4....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i really bad?i dun tink so....its jz tt i like to haf fun....bt at least i do tink abt consequences....or at least i try to....i wana learn to dance....proper i mean not the usual dancing anihw at clubs...take lessons n stuff...den mebbe i wun even nid to start exercising cos dancing is a gd way to get a gd body...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes i wish i was more adventurous or more thick skinned,sumtimes i find miself doin stupid stuff den getting embarassed abt it...so wat?im confused...ydae i jz did a veri rabak tink...i fuckin farted in front of mi date for the first time...n im not even a farter,i am a burper...gosh tt was so embarassin....bt luckily he farted after tt...i rmbr fartin at tangs tt time...tt was so long ago bt still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n frm time to time recently,i haf tt urge....dun tink anihw ar ppl...duno,wat i shld do abt it...haiya....n i hate whining....bt i cant stop it...n i wana go momo again....bt its difficult sial...n i cant stand stupid ppl who cheats ur feelings....bloody asses...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-114979014908714149?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/114979014908714149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/114979014908714149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114979014908714149' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-114097196808230759</id><published>2006-02-27T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T00:39:28.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid asshole haf not contacted me for 2 days...i tot i was mean by planning to buat bodoh abt the chalet..bt nw i dun tink so...glad tt i gt mi md back frm stupid bastard...tink im jz gonna forget abt mi bloody earpiece...n i dun understand y guys shld feel upset abt them always havin to make the move wen they jz noe a gal..i mean expected wat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i always tot tt guys will bastard their frens cos of gurls bt gurls wun do tt....realise tt im wrong after all...n gurls bein unfaithful to their guys is getting more n more common...if guys,expected ar....bt...haiz...duno wat the world is turnin into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt realise tt NAFA ppl r so fun n happenin....tot tt they r boring kids bt tts so not true...bt i tink there's a no. of gays...n i cant believe hw deceitful businessman r....gosh....the tricks they come up wit...luckily im not plannin to be a businessperson....they r simply too scheming to be true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i dun understand ppl who wants to get to noe sum1 den after a short time...ilang...or malas to contact...n ppl r not necessarily assholes...sometimes ppl who u tink is not tt good may turn out to be more good den u tink.....in a shockin way...n there r lotsa 2 timing asses in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n rai told me abt the newpaper article today on sexual videos sent via bluetooth...gosh....dun these ppl haf anytink behta to do....y muz they ruin others' reputation...pathetic assholes...if it's bein done to them,hw will they feel....gosh....stupid assholes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-114097196808230759?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/114097196808230759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/114097196808230759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114097196808230759' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-113621674985536525</id><published>2006-01-02T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:45:49.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly,i jz haf tis weirdly empty feelin...i dun reali like my life the way it is...wateva is happenin btwn mi frens...wateva is happenin wit guys ard me...driftin apart frm mi old pals...is something wrong wit me?or izzit them?or izzit jz part n parcel of life n i haf to accept tt...i reali haf no clue...im still mi usual slack self in skul...im nt pickin miself up even tho its mi last semb..i haf a stupid report to submit tml n a stupid quiz for ib bt im nt even startin on it....i wonder if a bad new yr will mean the days ahead will nt go so well...i used to be a weak person bt ive matured to be stronger...wiser...bt nw...i seriously duno...i tink im turnin back to a weak person,onli in a diff way tis time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-113621674985536525?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113621674985536525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113621674985536525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113621674985536525' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-113613183303974842</id><published>2006-01-01T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:10:36.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NEW YR EVE SUCKED LIKE HELL...i didnt like the place...didnt like the crowd...drinks were so freakin expensive...i tink it wld haf been more worthy going somewhr else...or even jz chill at the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they placed rnb for a freakin short time...most of it is live band...hw sucky tt is...i was treated as transparent most of the time....n i freakin cried...duno wats mi fuckin prob....i've neva cried for such a silly shit b4...actually i seldom cried in the past bt nw i've become a freakin emotional ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1.30,suddenly everyone disappeared except rai n me...went to shaz pit n played taiti...the music at the various pits r so much nicer...n even tho it was jz taiti,at least i had something to do...left ard 4 wit a couple of peeps who were goin hm...managed to get a cab pretty easily....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home,got nagged at...pretended tt i didnt hear anytink n went off to bed..luckily mi bro wasnt hm else it wld haf been worse..wanted to ton bt i was tryna b gd...aniwae i came hm late quite often tis mth..i was tryna b nice bt i didnt get bck in return...gr8....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-113613183303974842?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113613183303974842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113613183303974842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113613183303974842' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-113578590390327755</id><published>2005-12-29T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:05:03.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me, Rai and Angie were feelin lame today, filming each other....the dancing maddos and the captured me was pretty cool...haha...rai was damn mean...she locked me out...n i was stuck for sum time...so sad...tot she was gonna leave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/Inlabby.jpg"&gt;http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/Inlabby.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one pathetic pix I managed to get from Rai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-113578590390327755?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113578590390327755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113578590390327755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113578590390327755' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-113474988202953537</id><published>2005-12-17T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T00:18:02.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ydae was pretty fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after skul me,rai n angie went to town....went to mango at taka....50% of for ydae only!but the shop was packed like fuck..it was as if the clothese were free or something...everything was messy...annoyin ass..spoilt my mood...cldnt reali find nice clothes...in the end i jz bought one top...cldnt even try it on as the queue for the fitting rm was fuckin long..but it cost onli $19 so hu cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to guess...found a reali nice top..it was fuckin $70 but i hadnt been shoppin for some time so hu cares...jz bought it...angie had to leave so it was jz me n rai after tt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to city hall ard 9+ cos we were gona go dxo after tt...Shaz had frenz hu cld put us in the guestlist for the rnb tingy...hu wun wan tt...aniwae i had neva been to dxo..met shaz's cuzin after tt...waited till 11+ for shaz n frenz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reached dxo at ard 12 but no one was dancin on the fuckin dancefloor cos there was some performers..kinda annoyed abt tt..the dj was the winner for the dmc competition...pretty cool huh...he was a george tho...muakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink it was nearly 1 by the time we started dancing...initially the songs werent tt gr8...it kinda improved later but it wld haf been cooler if it was rnb+reggae night rather than jz one..we danced almost all the way..didnt reali rest...i mean come on,it was closin at 3...furthermore i had to go home after tt..actuali at 11.30 haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was feelin kinda rebelious...mebbe its the full moon...rai said ppl behave differently during full moon...mebbe its true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibrahim n mak was surprisingly cool wen i gt home..one huge complaint tho...no cute guys on the dancefloor...a lot of ppl were posing....tt part jz reminds me of hendrix...annoyin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-113474988202953537?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113474988202953537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113474988202953537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113474988202953537' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-113411120298114602</id><published>2005-12-09T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T14:53:22.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sat nite was tons of fun..However it was jz too bloody short...Jz danced for a couple of pathetic hrs...Embarassed myself as usual i tink....Nuraini ape...biase ar...cheebye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since den evrytink went downhill....not all the way downhill...but most of it yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, rai suddenly gt sick....on mon me...wed my bro gt sick..okie ar...mi bro wasnt involved in the fluid shit..bt argh...n jz ydae qash gt sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n ydae i had chest pain almost the whole day...tt had neva happened b4 siak...kinda worried abt tis shit bt im afraid to go to doctor....who wouldnt wen their family has a history of heart problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i onli attended skul 2 pathetic days tis wk,my 1st week...yea...n i onli attended lec on the first day of skul..duno wat the fuck is wrong siak...n i jz duno hw to cough out mi stupid phlegm.....been coughin like fuck man...tt's it....bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-113411120298114602?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113411120298114602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113411120298114602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113411120298114602' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-113310973542646203</id><published>2005-11-28T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T00:42:15.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/posterforfluid.jpg"&gt;http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/posterforfluid.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-113310973542646203?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113310973542646203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113310973542646203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113310973542646203' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-113310959789386969</id><published>2005-11-28T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T15:42:00.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What : Get It Poppin'!&lt;br /&gt;Music : Reggaeton, Hiphop &amp; RnB all nite!&lt;br /&gt;Venue : Fluid Bar, 44/45 Pekin Street, Far East Square. (ex-Carnegies)&lt;br /&gt;Date : 3rd December, Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Time : 9pm till late Fee : Ladies Free entry all nite! Guys $12 (includes 1 drink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get It Poppin right here at Fluid bar on the 3rd of December! DJ Rocdef (Hiphop &amp;amp; RnB) and DJ Bosstone (Reggaeton) will be on rotation so it's gonna be kickass awesome! This is just a one time event at Fluid, which is just a 5 minute walk from Raffles Place MRT. (exit E or exit F).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fluid Bar, usually a bar, will be transformed into a club on the 3rd of Dec! We'll clear all the tables and chairs so you can dance all damn night long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get right down to the floor and shake that nasty ass of yours all night! Keep on grinding with the hottest crowd and get wild! Not high enough? No problem! Housepours are on 1 for 1 ALL night long at $9 per glass! That's $4.50 per glass! How's that for a good deal?! With such great music, what reason can you have for not coming??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So come on, grab a hottie and do that dirty dance on the floor. Bounce it, shake it and make it clap. Just make sure that you do your thang! Drink Promotions are on all night long! 1 for 1 housepours 1 for 1 Heineken/Tiger Pints 10 selected shooters at $50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Email stickandrun@gmail.com if you wanna go, for more details, or if you wanna be on the guestlist!! Yes that's right, girls it's already free entry for you and guys, if you tell us by 28th Nov, you'll get in free too!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With a whole lot of reggaeton and hiphop music, it sure beats sitting around at home. Done by people who love the music and the parties, and with all the free entries we're happily giving away, people, strangers, everyone who just wants to have a good time, we're not kidding when we say this is for YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brought to you by Stick and Run http://stickandrun.tripod.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-113310959789386969?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113310959789386969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113310959789386969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113310959789386969' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-113189741804046624</id><published>2005-11-13T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:35:02.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These are sum of the jalan raya pix taken today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 679px; HEIGHT: 561px" height="759" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/13112005025.jpg" width="1003" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken at mi hse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 679px; HEIGHT: 760px" height="875" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/13112005027.jpg" width="1131" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two noseys....Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 679px; HEIGHT: 682px" height="1154" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/13112005028.jpg" width="1532" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three power gurlz...Muakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 676px; HEIGHT: 622px" height="747" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/13112005031.jpg" width="869" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera whores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 675px; HEIGHT: 659px" height="763" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/13112005035.jpg" width="862" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanom's hse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 673px; HEIGHT: 760px" height="831" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b179/NurainiPower/13112005040.jpg" width="910" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rai posin wit hanom's 'cat'...She seems so delighted...Haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-113189741804046624?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113189741804046624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/113189741804046624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113189741804046624' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-112775191035130948</id><published>2005-09-27T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T00:25:10.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Starting my 3rd week at ITMA ASIA 2005 Operations Centre under Meeting Planners International Pte Ltd..Its been bloody boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Exhibitor Manual almost evryday...Si bei sian...But no choice ar...Nid to noe the regulations for the event come Oct..the fuckiest tink is tt its all technical regulations, wat the fuck does it haf to do wit tourism..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N frm Oct 1st-28th,i'll b in Expo,havin to report to work by 7.30am each day..n i may end as late as 11pm or 12mn..n i may even haf to work on Sundays..Basically no life den...N it will b durin the fastin mth summore..n the exhibitors may supposedly b pretty scary...scoldin all kinda lang n wat can we do?Jz smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like the ppl in ops...the newly appted ppl on contract...my supervisor n op director oso steady...n i haf mi darlin weili n wai ping wit me...muakaka...not to mention the many breaks i take each time wit nadiah...but aft tis proj i'll b back in Meeting Planners...Doesnt seem gr8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda weird nt meetin the muthafuckas or like i say fatherfuckas evryday...kinda miz them..jz met rai on sat to watch the starlight movie together wit nora n fitri...i've nt met any1 else since i started workin sial...n i haf to mit the sec skul peeps....havent met them for ages...n im supposed to go out wit my cuzzies....so many tinks to do n so little time...tis sux....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-112775191035130948?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112775191035130948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112775191035130948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112775191035130948' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-112645300926200564</id><published>2005-09-11T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:36:49.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been eating really a lot this past 2 wks...nt to mention rather temperamental...Couldnt even stand myself at times...Started to feel behta recently but duno ar nw..but still behta den tt time tho..I put on 4kgs....yea....but my perut become more buncit...:(...hopefully,it will become slightly flatter wen my perut ends...muz start to exercise again....havent been doin so for ages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to auntie nong's house jz nw...quite a number of my relatives were there....ate pizza,butter cake n chicken rice....yummy...wanted to eat more,but scared not enuf for others..they were all so mean...sayin tt i was eatin non-stop...but hu can resist nice food rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot i can have a nice 12 day holz up till 21st sept wen my attachment starts bt bloody crap man,it was brought forward by 1 wks...requested by the stupid company...so it starts on tis wed...n my chalet is the nxt day...i will prolly not be able to ton or go back late...or even go early...so crappy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or well nvm,i'll make sure tt i enjoy myself...n i tink i shld start takin the initiative to do things..u shldnt wait for things to happen...muz work hard for it rite...okie ar...i've typed too much...ciaoz babes n dudes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-112645300926200564?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112645300926200564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112645300926200564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112645300926200564' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-112490273189377538</id><published>2005-08-25T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T00:58:51.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheebyean ar bdk bodoh tu....dier ingat aku bdk bodoh mane..eeeeeeeeee.....N she....y does she like to intrude on my privacy....i nid some space come on...y is evryone pissing me off....tkleh angkat siak...n i feel like callin tt idiot...n jz scoldin him....n argh...cant be bothered ar...bye./.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-112490273189377538?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112490273189377538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112490273189377538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112490273189377538' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-112436913966545815</id><published>2005-08-18T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T20:45:39.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I've gotten a new skin after ages of bein pestered by ppl...Haha..Bloody sleepy rite now....Not been having a good sleep for weeks..But i dun wana sleep at tis kinda hr..Feel like im wastin time wen i could b doin sumtink else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard the word Goelum on "Singapore's Brainiest Kid"..Its the answer for sum stupid question..Reminds me of some1...Haha...Cool...Her name is mentioned on tv...Okie ar...I shall stop...Dun wana b mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yes...My bloody speaker is not workin again...N adjustin the wire didnt help tis time...Its pretty new summore...Damn..Taufik's "best fren" in Shootin Star is so cute...Tt ass is oso cute...Too bad he's attached...I noe Im soundin like some1 superficial...But Im not okie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like writing a really long entry since I havent been bloggin for a long time..But rereadin wat I jz typed, kinda felt tt im writing 2 much crap..My taggy is weird now..Wen I type I  cant see the words, onli after I enter den can..I noe cos my background is black n the font is black..But if i chge the color,might look horrible...Oh well, I sound like a dumb ass...Okie ar..Ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-112436913966545815?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112436913966545815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112436913966545815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112436913966545815' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-112403529305469596</id><published>2005-08-14T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T00:01:33.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week have been blardy fucking busy for me.....PROJECTS,PROJECTS &amp; PROJECTS......no time to go out,late nite sleep,no bloody life....Finally i've completed my projects but 2 weeks got two blardy project interviews tho....exams are comin in ard 2 wks time......feelin extra upset recently....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i've been complainin a lot lately....but since letting it out will make u feel behta,y not....n tml i haf to reach skul at 8.30 for grp meeting!so i hafta wake up ard 5am!so sad....okielah,im not sad....jz sayin it for fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelin pretty feelingless nw....u noe...neither sad nor happy....neutral in other words...i duno y im wastin time explainin tis....but i duno wat to say.....okie,fine....im tinkin sumtink bt i dun wana mention it in my blog...pretty sleepy now.....i'll end my entry rite here.....ciaoz ppl.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-112403529305469596?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112403529305469596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112403529305469596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112403529305469596' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-112204831181552674</id><published>2005-07-23T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T00:05:11.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lots of things have happened recently....Cant be bothered to say...Actuali i haf nuting to say...duno y im bloggin either...ouh yes,today was pretty crappy...had bad cold,sore throat n a lil bit of cough..i prolly looked sucky durin the presentation wif my red nose n lethargic lookin face but hu cares...ran into the gurls n rai before skul n ran into rai again after skul den lepak bawah blk for a while...ciaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-112204831181552674?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112204831181552674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112204831181552674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112204831181552674' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-112083953634291608</id><published>2005-07-09T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T00:18:56.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiya...Suddenly i feel so damn bored...no phone calls...no smses..okie fine its been onli 1/2 hr but still...n i'm getting tired of the computer...n i'm so bloody bored cos tis past week...i've been an angel....stayin at home n stuff....so glad tt the 2 stupid papers r finally over...met aishah rambut curly wif her bf in the train....i tot tt her bf is bloody kerek but he doesnt seem so bad...mebbe u shldnt judge sum1 by their appearance...n u shld neva judge sum1 bcos of wat sum1 else says too...cos mulut org mcm puki kadang2...i shall not write animore...ciaoz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-112083953634291608?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112083953634291608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/112083953634291608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112083953634291608' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111988385229608225</id><published>2005-06-27T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T22:50:52.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Surfin the net n watchin 3 in 1 at the same time...have neva missed the show before..n there r cute guys in tt show too...*cheeky smile*...keke...y cant indonesians in singapore be as hot...haiz....haha...actuali i'm supposed to be completing my performance appraisal form rite nw..but there r too many distractions...hehz....argh....i'm suddenly thinkin of sumtink tt is makin me lose my mood...i'm getting moody again...n its not bcos of pms either...my pms is over...i muz be mad..n nw i'm suddenly feelin happier again...i muz b mad...haha...ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111988385229608225?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111988385229608225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111988385229608225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111988385229608225' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111969073635942446</id><published>2005-06-25T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T17:12:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MR. VEGAS LYRICS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tamale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Intro]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ketch this ketch dah one yah pon yu musical disk just ketch this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he's ah she's ah she's ah she's ah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's a tamale drunk on corvsier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; She wanna party after the party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She wanna private dance with somebody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause her body gotta a mind of its own ...own..oh oh oh own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na.... [Repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just the way how she move her body &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can tell that shes a tamale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hips moving like a farrrari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can tell that shes a tamale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As soon as she walked thru the door aha aha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And back her thing up on the floor aha aha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s getting hot it's a bout to blow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell the firetruck to bring the hose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Showing off her belly skin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking sexy with naval ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; She don't care whos hating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; She ain't faking shes just doing her thing own ...own..oh oh oh own [repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na.... [Repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just the way how she move her body &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can tell that shes a tamale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hips moving like a farrrari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ou can tell that shes a tamale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shes got man gazing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause shes so hot ...shes blazin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is so crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But this girl amaze me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shes such a lady &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Skin like a new born baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Scent like a garden daisy .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pum pum fat like the lips of missy.... own..oh oh oh own [repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na.... [Repeat]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just the way how she move her body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can tell that shes a tamale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hips moving like a farrrari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can tell that shes a tamale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She's a tamale drunk on corvsier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She wanna party after the party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She wanna private dance with somebody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause her body gotta a mind of its own ...own..oh oh oh own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111969073635942446?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111969073635942446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111969073635942446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111969073635942446' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111917020256217082</id><published>2005-06-19T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:36:42.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be happy since my bdae is cumin in 2 days time......but i'm not...ydae was not too bad....onli tt we spent such little hrs there....wished i had stayed on for tt extra 1/2 hr....cldnt i haf jz gone outside for a while to answer the call...i oso wished i had done more of "tt"...n i oso duno y i'm so ego at times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae evrytink turned sucky wen i came home..had headache bcos sum1 was "singing" to me...finally i slept at ard 4 i tink but i got up bloody early....at 12pm..i'm feelin bloody sleepy now but i dun wana slip....see,i'm so annoyin.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111917020256217082?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111917020256217082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111917020256217082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111917020256217082' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111908561053084740</id><published>2005-06-18T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T17:06:50.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111908561053084740?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111908561053084740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111908561053084740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111908561053084740' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111884667876649763</id><published>2005-06-15T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T22:44:38.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So crappy....been havin a bad cold since i left home...it was rainin earlier...n the whole day whichever air-conditioned place i went to was extra cold...wanted to pon my lec jz now.....but didnt succeed in psycho-ing them....i tink i used up 5 packets of tissue during the time i was out..n hanom called me rudolf the rednose raindeer...lalalaalalalala.....so mean...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwae we went to town after tt cos mother n mother ehem2(nickname given by nani)..ahakz...needed clothes for sat...ate at cahaya...i ate jimba mee...yummy...i wonder y i didnt cuci mata even tho theree were a lot of guys there...mebbe cos of my freakin cold...oh well...wat's past is past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to mango,zara n esprit....saw a nice mango bag....n sum other nice stuff...the damned pants at esprit was so bloody loose...36 was the smallest that they had...prolly the rest sold out....mepek2...been tinkin a lot abt sum stuff...good n bad...shall not say it here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n my back hurts like hell nw....duno y....i'm lazy to type animore...shall stop here....ciaoz peeps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111884667876649763?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111884667876649763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111884667876649763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111884667876649763' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111824556083413794</id><published>2005-06-08T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T23:46:00.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I duno what the fuck is wrong with my speaker!Not a sound is coming out....N i need my music.....I was jz planning to listen to the 3 new songs by don omar that i jz dwnloaded....so freakin annoyin.....n i'm tired of getting stressed abt my comp's probs....tot i was finally rid of it but see....n i nid to buy my freakin cdr n md......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn,i'm behavin like fuck again.....hate tis moodiness....its crap.....feel like beatin the shit out of some1.....tt shld help to improve my bad mood....any1 wants a beatin?ani1 will do....ouh well,i duno wat else to say....gonna go nw.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111824556083413794?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111824556083413794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111824556083413794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111824556083413794' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111786976546551983</id><published>2005-06-04T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T15:22:45.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn,been sneezin like crap the whole day til my eyes teared...Sometimes,its really hard to figure out someone else's mind..its jz too complicated...Are they pretending,are they keepin tinks to themselves or wat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feelin like crap since last nite..I was reali enjoyin my week,bein happy,til last nite...Am i tinkin too much or wat...Did i judge wrongly...N oso i kip repeatin the same mistakes n den regret after tt onli to do it again...wat's my fuckin problem,i seriously dun noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i reali hate it wen ppl r full of pretence,cant they jz be themselves...y muz they be such fakers...Btw,sorie ar zh....Enjoy ur bdae celebration....;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......okie....tt's it peeps...bye.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111786976546551983?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111786976546551983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111786976546551983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111786976546551983' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111735918113590383</id><published>2005-05-29T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:33:01.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listenin to "Gasolina" rite nw by Daddy Yankee...Nice song..Was supposed to mit up wif my cuzin bt it was cancelled...So sad..Aniwae,i haf an announcement to make...There r a lot of fucked up ppl in tis world..feel like cutting my hair out of the blue...but i fear tt i might regret doin so,i decided tt for the moment i shall not do it...i haf notink else to say...ciaoz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111735918113590383?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111735918113590383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111735918113590383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111735918113590383' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111631613850373293</id><published>2005-05-17T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:48:59.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I duno y i'm blogging...Jz had tis sudden urge to blog tho i'm not sure wat to type....ok,forget it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111631613850373293?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111631613850373293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111631613850373293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111631613850373293' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111553659561852051</id><published>2005-05-08T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T15:16:35.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing to post so i shall post tis...Lyrics of "touch" by omarion,the former lead of b2k,feat pharrell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah. Lets get real comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lay back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lemmie tell you what i'm thinkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Verse one]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We known each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think it's time (sorry baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I been havin' visions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fantasies (Fantasies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I out of line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just back into it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And let it touch (touch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on and move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And let it touch (touch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We cannot lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just let it touch (touch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on and let it touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Talking]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I see you naked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm bout to do it with the lights on (hold on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep the lights on. (wait)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your right wit me next to my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Givin me head [laughs]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Verse two]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me eyes have seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothin like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wanna bite you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So Sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not tryna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disrespectful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I just want to get you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Talking]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you walk in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In your sexy lingerie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the middle of the doorway(keep the lights on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know what i'm sayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ima take it off slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peel you like a banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Break]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh baby by the way (Oh baby by the way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tell me no I want you (tell me no I want you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause you know at the end of the day (Cause you know at the end of the day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything is up to you (Everything...yeah right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Talking]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now we close to the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep the lights on (wait a minute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm comin' to you (real slow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yo Everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you feelin out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanna thank ya'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For partying with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeahYou can turn the lights off now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111553659561852051?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111553659561852051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111553659561852051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111553659561852051' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111536317961325526</id><published>2005-05-06T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T15:06:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up wif Rai ydae....but i was wif her til 1am or sumtink like tt...so considered til today ar...Aniwae the weather was real2 bad....it was raining so damn heavy....we sat at spinelli's,her workplace...frm like 2+ til 6pm....so sad rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to play pool....n i won 2 games....the third game wasnt complete....cos we gt bored of it...wasnt feelin tt well....n worst of all,wen we went to pay up,i puked all the bandung tt i drank..i tink pak djengot's bandung sumtink wrong....rai was feelin weird too...n mi puke was all pink...bleukz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we jz walked aimlessly til we reached heeren's....rai bought her socks den we sat at the spinelli's there..haha...i noe....spinelli's freak...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we proceeded to rouge at 1030 since its free entry b4 11...we ordered 1 jug of cherry brandy...nice2..den i kept forcin rai to dance bt she dun wan bcos no 1 was dancin yet...n she wasnt drunk...so she was paiseh2..i wasnt to ar bt i was like hu cares to her..she say rouge no malay...but wen we dance at 12,i saw sum,including sum asses..stupid idiot pig..finally wen i went home,gt 1 hell of a scoldin....haha...but it was worthy tho...hehe...naughty me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111536317961325526?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111536317961325526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111536317961325526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111536317961325526' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111450532737817029</id><published>2005-04-26T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T16:48:47.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally saw pehta online today after so long...gosh i miss chillin wif her n stuff..today,both of us poured our hearts out abt the recent happenings in our life,mostly the sad part..it feels reali good pourin tinks out wif her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes u dun realise hw much ppl care for u until sumtink happens...den u realise tt they care abt u more than u tink...its reali touchin..thanks ppl...u noe hu u r...jz nw did sum catchin up wif qash,mi cuzin ova the phone too..she said she has stopped mixin wif those minahs..hopefully so..she was kinda sweet ova the phone..haha...y am i tokin tis way..ouh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bloody hungry n mi coughin is so disgustin..downloaded quite a couple of songs jz nw..kept listenin to "girl" ova n ova again...finally i noe the title of tt song..i feel kinda nervous kiping azeana's stuff...haha...wat to do..hu asked me to be such a forgetful ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tgh ss nw..listenin to music n groovin to it...i'm so weird...i'm havin terrible mood swings...i can jz switch frm happy to sad n vice versa in an instant..kinda scary..guess i shld jz blame it on mi pms..i reali like wat u've,done to me i cant,reali explain it n i'm so intooo u.....singing..quite an old song by fabolous...nuting else to say...bye peeps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111450532737817029?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111450532737817029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111450532737817029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111450532737817029' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111380565900608694</id><published>2005-04-18T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T14:27:39.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is so annoyin...Been tryin to blog these past few days but i cldnt even enter the site..so annoyin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was feelin like a lethargic freak wen i woke up tis morning...tk larat nk panaskan the sardines n make a drink for myself oso...i tink i'm havin fever or at least had it...i hate bein sick in the holz...Even after forcin myself to make a drink n eat 1 pathetic bread wif the cold sardines,i still felt like a stupid weakling...Luckily i feel okie now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N mi dad is cumin ltr...not reali lookin forward to it,but i nid the money cos i wan to return mi mum the extra $100 she gave me for tis mth..feel bad for takin so much money frm her since she's not workin anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bloody freakingly bored....i feel like goin out but i cant be bothered to siap...lazy ar...n so few ppl is online now...i'm tinkin of redownloadin yahoo msgr..but i cant be bothered...ouh well...ciaoz evry1..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111380565900608694?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111380565900608694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111380565900608694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111380565900608694' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111320806234214144</id><published>2005-04-11T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:27:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Work up at freakin 11am cos my mum wanna belanje mi cuzin at sakura...of cos i had to tag along...i luv sakura..n today gt 2 cute guys there....the waiter n the cook...haha...but seriously....i was "washin eyes" while eatin...keke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den walk2 ard there n tried tis chaos pants..damn,if mi body perfect,i'll buy the clothes there...so nice but too sexy ar..tt explains it..den after tt walk2 here n there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm home nw...isnt tt like too early...ouh well...but i'll be goin out again ltr...till then....goodbye my fans....muakaka...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111320806234214144?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111320806234214144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111320806234214144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111320806234214144' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111285649112104106</id><published>2005-04-07T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T14:48:11.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been going out evryday these whole week n am getting so broke...haf onli $40 in my bank account n its supposed to last me til end of April..My dad is supposed to cum n gif money for tis mth bt he's til not here...the $200 mummy gave me is finished...n i'm getting pay for mi 1 day job but i'm getting it nxt wk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i'll be watching money n sheesha-ing tml...tt's y i'm not going out today but 1 day makes no diff...i haf so many plans..i nid $$...argh...been buyin lotsa stuff..been spendin on food,cab fares,chills,a new top n shades...so sad...i tink i nid a sugar daddy...ahaha...i'm mad...keke..okie lah,tata evry1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111285649112104106?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111285649112104106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111285649112104106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111285649112104106' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111202356912408631</id><published>2005-03-28T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T23:26:09.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to skul today bcos of a so-called briefing by james...in the end, i had to wait 1 hr...so annoyin..den after tt went wif nani 2 mit her frens for a while n ate at burger king...yummy...i shall neva get tired of bk...den summore gt free cheese sticks..nice2...bt i didnt finish cos it was too muak...n i had the most horrible mee hoon goreng at afghanistan....tt time mi mum bought,it was nice but today like his face..so inconsistent...annoyin...tt's it...good day peeps...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111202356912408631?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111202356912408631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111202356912408631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111202356912408631' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111168445435513574</id><published>2005-03-25T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T01:14:14.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up rather early today tho i planned to wake up late..woke up at 12.30....but i wasted time til 1 pm....planned to study today but in the end didnt...went to nenek's hse n ate nasi lemak wif kangkong belacan...i jz so luv kangkong belacan...ooh...yummy-licious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den frm there went to bishan j8 wif hanif...bought sumtink frm 77th street n bought mi hair dye n face mask frm watson's....yea...finally gonna dye mi hair again...i noe i'm mad...n den sum weird person msg me out of nowhere...duno lar...hu cares...bt its annoyin wen ppl noe ur no. n den happens to tink tt ur sum1 else...okie ar...bye ar..drop in the six cos i luv em..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111168445435513574?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111168445435513574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111168445435513574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111168445435513574' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111159559321761093</id><published>2005-03-24T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:33:13.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had my travel and leisure exam today...it sux like hell...its so bloody difficult unlike mer and club n resort....its all based on memorising...how do they expect us to memorise such a huge stack of notes...crap...aniwae went wif aishah,hanom n nani to gelare n ate waffle....so yummylicious....havent had waffles for ages...so yummy...after tt we lek2 at starbucks...duno y they r so into starbucks...maddo...muakaka...sumtimes i reali wish tt i wld be more thick-skinned n do wat i feel like doin w/o any care in the world...keep telling myself to chge but i cant...oh well...so sad....bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111159559321761093?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111159559321761093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111159559321761093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111159559321761093' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111107636689272983</id><published>2005-03-18T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T00:19:26.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorie peeps for the long disappearance...Aniwae finally i can use mi comp!yea!jz gt a new wireless modem cos mi old one was fucked up...n yea mi exams is cumin...tis cumin mon in fact...n yea..for tis fuckin subj i hafta make mi own notes....okie...peace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111107636689272983?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111107636689272983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111107636689272983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111107636689272983' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-111026150918901455</id><published>2005-03-08T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:58:29.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has been such a fulfilling day...goodbye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-111026150918901455?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111026150918901455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/111026150918901455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111026150918901455' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110770135129867600</id><published>2005-02-06T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T22:49:11.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got woken up today by sum1's phonecall at 12pm..Isnt tt so annoyin?well,aniwae i'm surprised that it didnt rain today..cos mi mum cooked!can u believe tat...its different from fryin btw..cookin takes longer n u dun use oil as the base...okie i duno wat i'm crappin..aniwae ibrahim brought diana here, tink he wanted her to try my mum's cookin tt's y...haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i jz woke up from sleep...slept at 9pm...shiok2...duno y i kip yawnin even tho i haf enuf sleep..*yawns*..actuali i haf no idea wat else to write..ouh ya, i haf half-day on tue n holz from wed to thurs...stupid rite...they shld make fri a holiday as well...so we dun nid to go skul until on monday...duno wat the stupid whoeva is tinkin..haiz..ouh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i'm so bloody hungry...cravin for potatoes n eggs...but no1 wants to make for me..isnt tt sad...okie ar,bubye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110770135129867600?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110770135129867600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110770135129867600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110770135129867600' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110727336745776290</id><published>2005-02-01T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T23:56:07.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I duno y the hell i've been feelin fucked up since jz nw..so okie,i'm havin pms..but tis fucked up feelin is too rabak to be jz pms..i'm feelin seriously fucked up wif mi life recently..i kip ruinin tinks..n den i complain afterwards..n i dun seem to haf a life animore..i'm too bz wif stupid stuffs to jz enjoy wat i luv to do...i've even started hanging out by myself..voluntarily...i used to hate bein alone..i seem to be enjoyin my life now yet i dun feel pleased...i seriously duno wat the fuck is wrong wif me...n evry1 is jz so annoyin today...wen i'm bz they chose to contact me bt wen i'm free,i cant get thru them...so fuckin annoyin...argh enuf of complainin...i've written enuf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110727336745776290?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110727336745776290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110727336745776290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110727336745776290' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110580712393723294</id><published>2005-01-16T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T00:38:43.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frenster is such a fuckin ass...dah delete masih ade..dah bace...masih letak new wateva..n blom delete bleh ilang...so annoyin....n its so laggy summore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n mi comp was so fucked up jz nw...there were 150 viruses...den suddenly duno hw cum becum 2...n ad-aware se cant delete viruses for sum weird reasons...so annoyin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n u noe wat...for mi human resource management mid semb test on mon...which is onli for 1 pathetic hr...i am so many materials to read...mi industrial relations notes is 15 page long dy...n summore got 5 more topics...n another grp's notes...how to memorise siak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i haf tis weird angry feelin inside of me...i'm not reali sure y...but i jz feel so annoyed...especially wif guys...wat's wrong wif me man..n i suddenly feel so inferior compared to other ppl...wat's happenin to me seriously...sumtimes i reali feel tt i'm weird...sumtimes i reali hate other peeps...n sumtimes i jz feel so annoyed wif myself...sumtimes i feel so suffocated...sumtimes i hate my life and at the same time luv it...i reali feel like shoutin...i cant even show my true feelins to ppl...n i hate keeping tinks to myself cos i noe tt its bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110580712393723294?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110580712393723294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110580712393723294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110580712393723294' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110545127327933189</id><published>2005-01-11T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T21:47:53.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had to be an interviewee today for comm skills..N had to dress formal..but of cos i'm not so dumb to walk ard skul the whole day dressed so formally so i brought a top along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is that i sucked in the interview...i tink i was the suckiest..the onli good comments the tutor said afterwards was tt i looked good...tt means i talked suckily,my posture sucked,n everything else sucked...n i supposedly talked too softly n fidget too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n tt stupid uncle benny still said the same thing,tt mi peer teaching notes lacked something but he didnt wan to tell me...so i went to ron and aishah n asked them...luckily evry1else is nicer den tt old nabe..n so i haf to burn the midnite oil tonite n do mi peer teaching notes,mindmap,fila,report n reflection...argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n jz nw at bishan mrt station,mi mcdonald's bag dropped n the fries scattered around..i had to pick up all the fries, looking like an idiot..n gt tis cute guy summore..okie,he's prolly younger..but its still embarassing..n to top it off, wen i entered the train, mi heels got stuck at the hole..luckily the door didnt close at that time..n mi feet hurts like fuck..i onli haf two blisters tis time but mi skin tore..wat a sucky,sucky day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110545127327933189?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110545127327933189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110545127327933189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110545127327933189' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110433594736063246</id><published>2004-12-29T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T23:59:07.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to skul today jz for a pathetic two hr lessons...and as usual,i was late..den it was seriously bloody,biggest fuck man...had a fuckin cold,sore throat n cough...like cheebye-ian rite?duno y ah,go to tis guy's lesson always get sick..ahhh....aniwae i was a good kid today...jz went bawah blk to eat cake wif si giler n after tt i went home...such an angel..wanted to go to the fuckin doctor...but in the end malas sgt..bloody shit,i feel so weird today...pms sux man......argggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhfucking ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110433594736063246?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110433594736063246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110433594736063246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110433594736063246' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110312594444529635</id><published>2004-12-15T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T23:52:24.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i went to skul for a stupid 2 hr tutorial n tt's it...lame rite..waste mi time onli...well,at least i didnt go back home straightaway after tt..went to the skul's library wif nani(actuali i dun feel comfortable callin her tt bt well..duno ar..) to zap materials for sum stupid projs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den met up wif sofia n went to town cos she wanted to buy shoes which she didnt buy in the end..n mi headphone totally fucked up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last wk one side of the earphone went mad,today its both sides...so i went to buy a new headphone..bloody fuck $55 bcos i onli wanted sony..other brands cheaper but not as lasting..initially i didnt like it...bt wen i went home n used it properly,realised tt it was pretty cool n the sound is behta den mi previous one so yea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel like playin pool...havent gone to play it for so long..online pool is jz not the same..haiz...miz it like hell...n mi tummy is so buncit today...annoyin...n mi tummy hurts nw...i tink its air...haiz...well,jz too bad for me..okie ah,tata peeps...go go go go go go together like chincilla n bad weather....haha...getting mad..i wonder hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110312594444529635?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110312594444529635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110312594444529635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110312594444529635' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110286288505843759</id><published>2004-12-12T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T22:48:05.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up rather early today considering the fact that i had no skul,12pm..damn early rite?i noe tt sum of u may disagree..but hu cares..haha..aniwae pak long came at 3pm n after that me n mak went to bishan..guess y?to find a pair of stupid heeled shoes/sandals..damn annoyin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would haf to wear high heels every thursday from now on cos i haf attachment at kelly services aka business trends for 4hrs every week..tis is not the usual sip..i would still haf to do sip during mi yr 3 but tis is so called to help us gain experience..so duh,we dun get paid..luckily its onli 4 hrs per wk,if not...haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,aniwae i couldnt find the damned heels at bishan so me and mak went to toa payoh central..we went to eat at the banquet..i tried the korean bbq...bought the beef set..quite yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,of cos i went to find shoes and managed to find two pairs..1 pair was exactly the same as a pair of URS sandals tt i saw at tm...but the catch is at its price..the URS pair cost $50 but tis pair cost $30 only..n it is branded too...luckily i decided to come to tpy central..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far,skul has been quite alright...duh ah...only 1st wk wat..the only sucky thing is of cos waking up early..n i'm glad to say that i've changed for the behta..i attended all lec tis wk...okie,i admit i wasnt listenin at all..but at least i attended em..tt's quite an improvement..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yea..i've gotten myself a card reader so i can listen to music on my hp from now on..yeaaaaaaa....ahaha...i'm mad....well,ciaoz peeps...dun miz me..will be back wif more...dun ask me wen...i haf no idea..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110286288505843759?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110286288505843759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110286288505843759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110286288505843759' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110192015146973377</id><published>2004-12-02T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T00:55:51.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!!Taufik won!!I'm so bloody glad!!If not singapore wld surely get embarassed during the world idols..At least it shows singaporeans r not racist bastards or bitches..n he looks kinda adorable today..hah..N my cousin semangat asked evry1  to vote..n in the end i voted once..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie...tat's it...tata evry1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110192015146973377?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110192015146973377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110192015146973377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110192015146973377' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110182730189273001</id><published>2004-11-30T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T23:08:21.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn..i seriously duno wat's wrong..So many of my frenz haf gotten their timetable but whenever i surf my skul's website to check out my timetable,they wld show the old timetable..N ydae,i found of that my norton antivirus had been tampered wif n had to reinstall it..Bloody biggest fuck rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at home the whole day..So bored that i ended up surfing the net for a couple of hours..I'm so fuckin hungry now but there's nothing to eat at home..And jz nw,i finally did sum dips after n0t doin em for so long..now my arms kinda ache a little..Dips is seriously straining but its effective so wat can i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actuali i haf no idea wat else to tok..guess i'm leavin...tata evry1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110182730189273001?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110182730189273001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110182730189273001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110182730189273001' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110140133908577733</id><published>2004-11-26T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T00:48:59.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly feel like writing another entry so here i am..haha..i was in a sucky mood for sumtime den suddenly i started feelin happy n nw i'm feelin empty..life can jz be so unpredictable...n sumtimes wat u wish for can happen but often it does not n u haf to strive hard for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y cant life jz b simple...bt den we wld wish for more excitement..human beings r seriously strange creatures..we can be so indecisive n feeble..n human beings r oso egoistic creatures..we sumtimes care for our face too much n fail to notice tt we r blessed compared to plenty of ppl..okie,i tink i'm crappin too much...i'm off den..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110140133908577733?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110140133908577733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110140133908577733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110140133908577733' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110140084990185475</id><published>2004-11-26T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T00:40:49.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Havent been blogging for so long...Was not in the mood ah..Aniwae i'm feelin hyped up today,so i decided to let mi fans noe of wat's been happenin in my life..Of cos i've been busy wif jalan raya n goin out..Biase uh..Went to Geylang wif mi mum to collect mi baju raye..Had to get another one bcos annoyin ah leng spoiled my kebaya nyonya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to mr.mus hse..Nenek invited us there bcos his future wife,eh actuali they r alreadi husband n wife since they nikah in Pulau Bangkak ydae,which is at Indonesia..Duh ah,his new wife is an Indonesian..N she's onli 24 whilst he's alreadi 46..bukan main pakcik aku nie..her bro came over too..tk hensem ah..ouh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.everyone kay poh-ed around there today,wanting to catch a glimpse of tt gurl,Marina..n he's getting a proper wedding lunch or dinner or wateva at tt pulau on 25 dec so i cant go...bcos of skul..finally reached home at 11+...was so bloody tired..duno y oso..but i'm in a gud mood today so hu cares..well,tt's it..adios..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110140084990185475?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110140084990185475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110140084990185475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110140084990185475' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110044967587584584</id><published>2004-11-15T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T00:27:55.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to mi grandma's house only since mi grandparents on mi dad's side r both dead so we dun bother to go cos the other side,the ppl one kind ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae i've collected $133..quite satisfied considering the no. of ppl dere..summore 1st day onli wat..more to collect in the coming weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae we did the usual tinks tt ppl do durin hari raya..dun wan to mention it and ending up boring u all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae i feel kinda satisfied abt sumtink which has been bothering me since i've finally decided wat to do..read the word..DECIDED...not done..but at least sumtink is behta than nuting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i've been eating a lot late at nite like b4...haf to do sumtink to prevent mi tummy frm growing...haiz...life is so problematic sumtimes..ouh well,tt's tt...gudbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110044967587584584?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110044967587584584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110044967587584584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110044967587584584' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-110033950159989383</id><published>2004-11-13T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T17:51:41.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its quite a sucky day for me..Was supposed to go to nenek's house den later go auntie nong's house to collect the lontong...but in the end tak jadi..n i kip having to go down to ah leng's house n back up to mi house bcos of mi baju rayaS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the baju kurung looks fine but the stupid kebaye nyonya like so big onli...she duno hw to sew baju nyonya yet act expert..n mak tot it was alrite...mebbe bcos she dun wan me to wear ketat2 like she did during her younger days..ahaha..but maz was at mi house n convinced mak that the kebaye was all wrong..so we gonna go back to ah leng's house to alter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the onli tink i'm lookin forward today is the lontong which mi bro's gonna collect...i lurvee auntie nong's lontong...damn shiok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i kept day dreaming n tinking a lot today abt sum stufff....like fuck siak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope tomorrow everyone wun b so boring n leave nenek's house by evenin...i onli haf 1 house to go to unlike them but i prefer it tho...well,guess tt's abt it..Btw,i'm listenin to "Wonderful" by Ja Rule..A reel nice song....well,tt's it ah...ciaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-110033950159989383?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110033950159989383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/110033950159989383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110033950159989383' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109993339293772091</id><published>2004-11-09T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T01:03:12.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloody biggest fuck...i forgot to save mi post den everytink disappear...bloody shitt...oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...haha....i'm mad....damn...lazy to retype mi post...well,nvm ah...tata everyone n dun copy mi mistake.........burppp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109993339293772091?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109993339293772091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109993339293772091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109993339293772091' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109911477577512768</id><published>2004-10-30T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T13:39:35.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just read Pehta's blog..Bloody hell she put my link as "horny"...I'm such a pure n innocent gurl...Y did she put tt...wakaka..i'm crazy...i'm crapping..i like the way u do that right thurr right thurr...swing ur hips wen ur walkin......*singing*...keke...i noe its quite an old song...but i still luv it like hell...its so nice..n chingy is so cute...he looks like cartoon abit...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm enjoyin mi holz now...but i miz mi frens tho...havent met them for so long...i've already planned two dates wif mi frenz for tis cumin wk...been goin to mi cuzin's house n spendin time wif tha ppl dere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn mi tongue feels painful..i tink i accidentally scratched it or sumtink...since ydae pain...bloody hell..actuali i can feel one line..eww...scary...damn i'm seriously crappin today...bt crappin is addictive..once u start,u cant stop..haha...okielah,enuf of mi crappin...tata pple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109911477577512768?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109911477577512768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109911477577512768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109911477577512768' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109880965592724333</id><published>2004-10-27T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T00:54:15.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I duno wat's the problem wif mi stupid computer...keep having stupid problems....i was just enjoyin mi pool game n wham!there appeared a blank screen in place of the usual page....i mean wtf...tis is not the first time it has happened...n wen i tried to download norton antivirus,the stupid place to write code didnt appear,so i haf to reinstall every 15 days as stated..mebbe too many people r usin the same code...i duno lah...fuck care lah..tt's it ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109880965592724333?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109880965592724333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109880965592724333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109880965592724333' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109803280698498726</id><published>2004-10-18T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T01:06:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Juz finished watching National Security..Its a movie featuring Martin Lawrence and Steve Zahn..Wonder y Martin Lawrence keep starring as a cop..or sort of at least..It was quite a funny show..Yea,i enjoyed it..I was kinda bored n saw it in mi bro's room so jz watched it ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reali like a pig the whole day..I kept eating non-stop n felt hungry all the time...Juz munched on two small chocolate bars..Damn after all mi determination not to eat so late at nite..N i woke up at around 3pm today..Had a few "not-so-nice" dreams..I cant really remember mi dreams now..But i remember waking up feelin sucky..Not sucky sad or afraid,but sucky as in spoilt mi mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz got a letter from school today..2nd warning letter for ponteng-ing skul too much without mc..1st was for apel n now marketing..n tt damn tutor sent the warning letter so late n did not even gif me a verbal warning for the previous absence so i can prevent miself frm getting a warning letter..but hu cares,its holz dy..n at least i noe tt i wasnt debarred since i was able to sit for the paper..but i was scolded by mi mum..hah..damn i'm havin a headache..well,i shall stop here then..tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109803280698498726?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109803280698498726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109803280698498726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109803280698498726' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109768569279339963</id><published>2004-10-14T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T00:41:32.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm lovin usher more n more..he's songs r gr8 n he's so hot...jz look at his 6-packs..n so far,all his three songs,yeah,burn n confessions part 2 stayed at trl no.1 for so long..n nw "my boo" is climbin up..n i tot it was jz a rumour abt him and alicia keys bein a couple..it turned out to be true after all..bt they r a gud-lookin couple aniwae..aniwae below is the lyrics of my boo..sang it like a thousand times today..hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Usher intro:] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's always that one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             That will always have your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             You'll never see it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             Cause you're blinded from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             Know that you're that one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             It's clear for everyone to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             Ooh baby ooh you'll always be my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Alicia intro:] I don't know bout cha'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             But I know about us and uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             This is the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             We know how to rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             I don't know bout cha'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             But I know about us and uh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             This is the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                             We know how to rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Usher Verse:] Do you remember girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               I was the one who gave you your first kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               Cause I remember girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               I was the one who said put your lips like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               Even before all the fame and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               People screaming your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               Girl I was there when you were my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:][Usher:] It started when we were younger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     You were mine my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     Now another brother's taking over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     But its still in your eyes my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     Even though we used to argue it's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     I know we haven't seen each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     In awhile but you will always be my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:][Alicia:] I was in love with you when we were younger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     You were mine my boo       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     And I see it from time to time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     I still feel like my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     And I can see it no matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     How I try to hide my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     Even though there's another man in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                     You will always be my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Alicia Verse:]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's like remember boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               Cause after we kissed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               I could only think about your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               Yes I remember boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               The moment I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                               You were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                I could spend my life with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                Even before all the fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                And people screaming your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                I was there and you were my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Usher:]My oh, My oh, My oh, My oh, My Boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Alicia:]My oh, My oh, My oh, My oh, My Boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Alicia &amp; Usher:] same as alicia intro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109768569279339963?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109768569279339963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109768569279339963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109768569279339963' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109760067230490990</id><published>2004-10-13T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T01:04:32.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up wif Rai today at Bugis at ard 2+...was supposed to mit at 1pm bt she ended up wastin time 1st n ltr i began to waste time,so u noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at Swensen's..i had fish n chips n her sirloin steak...not bad....n tt irritating girl made me bring home the leftover fries..more like barely touched fries actuali..bought a pair of pants from Mphosis...bloody shit she commented sum mean tinks...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard tt Hajah Maimunah has cute dudes as waiters...lookin forward to goin there..hehe..n i personally tink tt bugis is quite a boring place to shop...not enuf shops...den bugis village gt a lot of ah lian-ish clothes..n in the end,i gt bored shopping..i seem to dislike shoppin more n more..or mebbe its jz the place...i duno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae Rai had to go off at 6.30 bcos she had jammin session so i headed to tpy central to buy food n i saw my old crush...hehe..at the mrt..brings back loads of memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i saw three monkeys at entertainment centre so i sat wif them til they left..bought food frm ljs 4 dinner..duno wat's mi prob...ate fish n chips 4 both lunch n dinner...nid to bring out the gourmetness in me by exploring new food..sunshine..i can call u my baby boy...u can call me ur baby girl..mebbe we can spend sum time..i can b ur sunshine..*singing*as usual..heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109760067230490990?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109760067230490990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109760067230490990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109760067230490990' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109742799645936066</id><published>2004-10-11T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T01:06:36.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was quite a nice day..Kak Rasheeda blanje me,mak,mdm pat, uncle ali n haseena..was supposed to aniwae..bt haseena ended up losing a bet so they split the cost between them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate at riverview indonesian restaurant at riverside point which is at clarke quay..it was nice...we had ikan bakar,sotong sambal,udang bakar,bbq chicken,kangkong belacan,satay and tahu telur..such a gr8 variety at $107...quite reasonable rite...bt once we walked past satay club i wished i had eaten at there instead..the food there looked so shiok..yummy..clarke quay is going thru revamp..hope it wld be behta after tt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n u noe wat..mak picked out tis brochure n we found out tt there's a ship "restaurant" where they serve breakfast,lunch,high tea and dinner...cool rite..n there was a 1 nite stand pub below Hooters...u guys shld noe abt hooters rite..the place wif skimpily dressed waitress..btw 1 nite stand is the name of the pub...quite farni man..hah..i guess tt's it....adioz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>Finally,my holz haf arrived!bt my mornin was reali scary tho...i was supposed to take my paper at 9am but i woke up at 0820..i cant believe tt i didnt hear my alarm ring...i was so fuckin nervous tt i wld b late..had to bathe n change clothes quickly..no time to eat oso...bt still i ended up leavin home at 0850...so of cos i was late..had to wait for the stupid taxi n in the end reached the sports hall at 0915...luckily the paper was quite short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea,n i saw ehem2 cumin out of the gym on my way out..it helped to bring back my mood abit..heh..n oso i finally had sumtink tt i didnt haf for a long time..nice..bt overall,today kinda sux...i was in one of my moods..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jz finished watchin "aku no.1"...quite crappy man..n i duno wat the fuck is wif mp3melayu..the i cant rmbr wat they r called,were all not there so i cldnt dwnload songs...n so little ppl online...ouh well...ciaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109734040883048080?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109734040883048080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109734040883048080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109734040883048080' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109682128786816260</id><published>2004-10-04T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T00:34:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally!Finally i'm taking a break!I'm like a fucking nerd man today...studied from like 1730-0000....of cos gt dinner break,snackin n a bit of tv....bt still...man,i'm seriously waiting for mi finance paper to be over...damn its in 8,1/2hrs time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink the lecturers r completely mad..tink our brains made of sponge zit,can absorb so easily...tt's such a fucking amount of study materials...luckily i'm power....i'm sososo waiting for mi last paper to end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana go watch dodgeballs or dodgeball wateva it is...since i've alreadi watched white chicks  which totally ruled..n i wana go out...i stayed at home for 1 bloody whole week...okielah,ydae i was out..bt tt was for an important reason..i'm not like those .....neva come at all...ouh well,i tink i'm done wif tis shit..bubye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109682128786816260?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109682128786816260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109682128786816260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109682128786816260' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109664839100258588</id><published>2004-10-02T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T00:33:11.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I onli haf today and tomorrow  b4 mi finance paper!was so enjoyin life stayin at home!damn i haf to go back to skul..so jealous of those hu r in marketing nw...:cry:muakaka...i'm mad..nvm,its no big deal..jz 3 papers aniwae..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm seriously becumin a pig again...eating late at nite...sleepin frm 4am to 3pm...gudness...wat telah happened to me man...wonder if i can sleep early on sunday nite..i dun wan to sit for mi exam wif mi eyes onli half-opened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i haf to go to auntie nong's hse bcos gt kenduri...hope everyone will be there til late at nite..bcos i'm planning to stay there the whole day..i noe tt i ought to study bt well,there's still sunday morning,noon and nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently listening to "my goodies" by ciara feat petey pablo...i dun noe y i'm announcing tis tho..guess i haf no idea wat else to say..so i shall say my goodbye n return another day hopefully wif gud news..yes,i noe i'm crapping dammit...ouhk den...tata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109664839100258588?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109664839100258588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109664839100258588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109664839100258588' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109613286958180213</id><published>2004-09-26T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T01:21:09.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally!I'm gonna haf mi 1 week break...Yea!looking forward to waking up late again..not looking forward to the exams after that tho..but nvm,at least mi holz will be earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to skul in the morning for the N.E talk to fulfil the 5hrs requirement.They reali wasted our time man..said at 9am in the end change to 10am..well,at least the talk is not as boring as the first one..Elim Chew from 77th street gave the talk..she even gave a lot of freebies such as vouchers..too bad that i wasnt sitting at the corner..if not can take..oh well,nvm..i was like fucking sleepy tho so it affected mi mood quite a bit..but after eating at the reception i felt behta..u shld noe me,C.H.T.Q as given by Rai..haha..i'm sure u all wanna noe wat that stands for..too bad..i wun tell..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae i slept as soon as i reached home..from 2pm to 830pm..shiok siak..n i ate kfc for dinner...so yummy..havent eaten the food there for so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i gtg nw..hafta write a testi for mi fren...ciaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109613286958180213?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109613286958180213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6714143/posts/default/109613286958180213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackome.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109613286958180213' title=''/><author><name>Nuraini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00231924648184378865</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6714143.post-109448563209236563</id><published>2004-09-06T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T23:47:12.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is such a boring day..I usually end skul at 1pm on Monday but because of the stupid marketing project, I had to stay back in skul til 4+...Sucky rite..N since 10pm,i've been doing mi stupid HRM project because I haf to do peer teaching tml..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N now that i'm free,i duno wat the hell to do..I noe that I gotto prepare for mi stupid pspeak class on Wednesday but i'm jz so sick of skulwork..N for the stupid finance mock test today,i got 2/14..how pathetic is that man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously,fucking need to go out man...havent been going out for so long bcos of stupid skul...argh...hate it...n i'm gonna haf mock finance tests every week til my exams start...which is less than 1 mths time..tt's so shitty man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i haf to go skul extra early tml to print mi stupid peer teaching notes..n mi lesson start at 9am...so i haf to wake up freaking early man..actually i feel tired now but i dun wana sleep feeling bored..i want to be in a good mood when i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6714143-109448563209236563?l=wackome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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