<?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-4856074434518558308</id><updated>2011-08-03T03:19:38.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fickly Yours</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-6236524930111567010</id><published>2010-04-21T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T22:39:47.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Reveal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm someone that nobody can ever understand. The true self is too deep to be found. 8 years is not even enough for someone to really get me. Well, that explains how complicated I am. Hard enough? Not easy to handle, not easy to control. Wants freedom that lies way outside all the bitterness of life. I'm the mask of my true self. I can't find the real me in the mirror. All I can see is a figure of disgust, having a wide smile, laughing and full of irritant. Life has thought me a lot. 1 of it is that there's no harm being far apart from someone. But there harm comes when you're too close to someone. N you can never know that someone REALLY WELL. Cause you can never be him/her but yourself. Understanding someone is really hard. Don't bother trying anymore. Cause the more u try, the harder it gets. My life is like an equation with missing numbers. Hard n challenging to solve. Looks manageable but it couldn't be solved. Too many things in my life that I've kept. I just can't help it but to keep all to myself. It's just not my nature to approach people with my problems. They're just small problems. It will go off anyway. But without me realizing, those tiny problems stacked up to be a huge wall of unexplainable thoughts. There are times that I just can't understand why I'm feeling moody and  have to just blurt out things from my head. Not even knowing what they are. This is what I call the life of a bitter gourd. It doesn't have a nice appearance, it doesn't taste that nice. But it's still as green as other vegetables. I don't mind u giving up, dear friend. But I'm just glad. That you're now free from all the trying n thinking. I'm just sorry for u that u have to put up with all this nonsense of mine. U should have just end way back then. Sorry for holding u back. Seriously guys, just smile when u see me. Cause that's all that I afford to give everyone. I guess I'm born to give. I can't accept others' sacrifices. I can help others but not myself. Well thanks, dear friend for all that u have given me. Provide me with. I'll be removing my mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-6236524930111567010?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/6236524930111567010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/04/reveal-im-someone-that-nobody-can-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6236524930111567010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6236524930111567010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/04/reveal-im-someone-that-nobody-can-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-3973440113812582286</id><published>2010-03-31T09:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T09:21:19.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is not a post... Just a random shit for myself... Not to be mentioned  outside...&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed feelings right now.. Thankful.. Disappointed.. Trying my best to chill n not be sad.. Sighs... Compare n Contrast eh people... I hate this feeling eh seriously... Bon voyage.. Hah.. Well.. Not a problem... I'll be waving n waiting for all of ur return... ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-3973440113812582286?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/3973440113812582286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-not-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/3973440113812582286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/3973440113812582286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-not-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-6537852148598488716</id><published>2010-02-28T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T19:52:30.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting this straight in ur ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Firstly, I'm gonna say this once to u, DEAR bugger!&lt;br /&gt;U have ALL the things that I deadly WANT the MOST!!! Fine... That, I flick away.. But u never once appreciated ALL the things that u HAVE!! N that too, I flick away... Then, U keep on bugging about ALL those things! AT ME! I STILL close my eyes while FLICKING IT AWAY!! I seriously hate u sia... But yes, I'm smiling... Cause I STILL care for u, dimwit! F ur stinky mouth! Shut it tight! Even when u shut ur mouth, it still stinks! Kau ada matair, kau ada bestfriend yang kau sayang sangat, kau carik aku buat apa?! Nasib kau baik ah aku masih boleh tahan dengan perangai kau! Aku tak tau siapa lagi yang boleh tahan dengan perangai kau! Kau jangan tanya kalau aku ok ke tak, aku ada masalah ke tak, kenapa aku pedih2... Sebab kalau aku bilang kau pun, bukan nya kau buat apa2! IT WON'T MAKE AN F-ING DIFFERENCE! So don't BOTHER! 1 hari kau cakap kau nak berubah! After that, what happen? Kau pijak lagi kepala aku! Kau pekik dekat muka aku! Kau sakitkan hati aku! The best birthday treatment I get ah.. Thanks! Hell with the both of u!&lt;br /&gt;After all that I've done ah.. It's the worst investment a HUMAN with a heart would've ever made! Its' tiring that I have to wear my mask every single time I leave my room.. Believe it or not, u haven't see my real face for 5 long years... That's how much I pretend to be close to u.. To make u happy.. TO MAKE U HAPPY! U never even bother... U don't even care about my feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-6537852148598488716?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/6537852148598488716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-this-straight-in-ur-ass-firstly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6537852148598488716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6537852148598488716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-this-straight-in-ur-ass-firstly.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-4803589959805533202</id><published>2010-01-28T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:37:59.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT, I WANT, I WANT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With a thick skin! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!! Don't care! Out of 18, i want 20! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hoodie&lt;/span&gt; (Size L, colour preferred black)&lt;br /&gt;Shoes&lt;br /&gt;DVD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Santau&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Goaly&lt;/span&gt; gloves&lt;br /&gt;Bike! (Dreaming on cloud 9)&lt;br /&gt;Green light for car license&lt;br /&gt;Room makeover&lt;br /&gt;$5000 (each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Macbook&lt;/span&gt; pro (Dreaming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; touch&lt;br /&gt;Sound blaster BIG BIG ONE!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New pair of jeans&lt;br /&gt;MORE printed t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;Car keys (Not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;IACT&lt;/span&gt; remote thing)&lt;br /&gt;Bag (Bigger than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;crumpler&lt;/span&gt;, smaller than school bag - light use)&lt;br /&gt;Berms&lt;br /&gt;Nikon D7000 (Grrr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Alus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; that's all... Actually I really squeeze my brain juice for this stuff... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... I don't know what I want... I guess all I want is a new life, a new beginning and I wanna forget the murky past... Hope everyone can forgive my mistakes... Everything bounce back to me already... The sins... Yes... So please accept my greatest apology and I'm remorseful already... Really! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.......... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; that's all... This is actually 100% random!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-4803589959805533202?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/4803589959805533202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-i-want-i-want-with-thick-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4803589959805533202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4803589959805533202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-i-want-i-want-with-thick-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-6921304908144296383</id><published>2010-01-22T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:32:36.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Impromptu Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; let's see.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... I just want to vent my ANGER on something. I don't know if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; gonna call it a fair situation, I'm being rude or whatever u think I'm like, but I'm still gonna post it... The bad news is this... I have this IMPORTANT person in life. This is the clue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I respect HIM a lot. N HE is not my mum. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;? Got the clue? Good. My mum says that no matter how tiny or huge HIS MISTAKE is, I'm the one who should apologise first. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HMM&lt;/span&gt;! I'll take her advice. So I did. After A LOT of explaining on "my mistake", I apologised. N yes, I called him, apologise, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;. I expected him to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;, don't do it again and wanted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;salam&lt;/span&gt; him... BUT NO! Well this is the fun part!&lt;br /&gt;He turn and say, "why are u apologising? U didn't do anything wrong what." in a "blood rushing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; brain like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; business" way. I don't know how to describe my feelings! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! So i just say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, turn and walk away. On the way to my room, I told my mum that I've done my part. I just lock myself in my room. Blood rushing through my head with full of anger. Oh and the good news, behind my door. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt; best! Got a few rolled-up carpets. So very fat n spongy yet hard and firm. Like punching bag. Power &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt;! So I just vent it on the carpet. A few huge punches. Satisfied. I on my laptop like I always do every day. trying to log into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; but SUPER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;IDIOTICALLY&lt;/span&gt; SLOW!!! So I just create a new post on my blog. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Wooh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;The thing is that, he wants his respect, he got his respect. U want a la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;carte&lt;/span&gt;, earn them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. N u expect me to apologise first when it's not my fault, U got them already. U say don't do it again. But I didn't hear a tiny SORRY from u. (he knocked on my door after a few minutes)Come on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. This is ridiculous! I'm a human being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt;! I have feelings too! Like u! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Even though&lt;/span&gt; I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; daughter. I need respect too. I'm not trying to say that he's a bad dad. He is a good dad and I love him so much. He sacrifice a lot. Gave me every thing that I need. But there's just some things about him that I just can't stand. This is 1 of it. Sighs. But overall... I love this crazy family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt; it's MY crazy family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-6921304908144296383?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/6921304908144296383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/01/impromptu-post-ok-lets-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6921304908144296383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6921304908144296383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2010/01/impromptu-post-ok-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-2041055482061187891</id><published>2009-11-09T22:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:04:10.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm... Start of with a happy intro, then not so happy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then sad, then frustration, then happy again okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Firstly... I'm so happy that I actually get to use a lil tiny bit of my savings account for driving license next year.. So I don't have to save like as if I'm getting married on a cruise next year... That's the green light... Insyallah... Next year eh enroll..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Next... Something bothering me.. I know my hair is MESSY but it's already short.. Sadly true... Well, here's the ugly truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sobs... But the good thing is that, it's neater now.. Think positive... BUT!!! It's like I lost something... Because it's been like how many years I kept this long wig of mine! Like going to school without your wig... I have no idea how it feels like lah.. But it felt that way... I wanted to cut short.. But not this short.. Even my dad was shocked... Hmm.. Mommy's Choice.. Nevermind... Ok mum, I LOVE IT!!! Hmmmmmmm...... Anyway, feeling2 Victoria Beckham... Alus lah ni... Hahaha... Piccas later okay... Below2...&lt;br /&gt;Next! This is rather sad.. For me lah... U don't have to cry but go ahead if u want to... I know this someone, who coincidentaly know this another someone who I think was cute but not SUPER cute... And it turned out that he actually has a maximum level of D.O.R.K in him... Such a disappointment... Dah cute2, macho2, macam katak kena goreng... Apa punya blockbuster movie, ni??!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. That's all.. Then lastly... Fyda was super cute just now... Hahaha... In the hall during P.E.. Hahaha.. So funny... Don't ask her anything about her BERAS.. Cause she just DON'T KNOW anything! Hahaha.. Stressed up seh... Then she waved at Imran like DWTF... Hahaha... And he waved back... Then we took pictures... Nice... Everything is very impromptu okay today... So I'm sorry if I look hideous or whatsoever... That's all... Enjoy the Piccas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SvguuzGBD7I/AAAAAAAAACM/BaAblWFi9DA/s1600-h/Photo0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SvguuzGBD7I/AAAAAAAAACM/BaAblWFi9DA/s400/Photo0230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402119134555213746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SvgudZtW4WI/AAAAAAAAACE/B1Cc2WLq1tY/s1600-h/Photo0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SvgudZtW4WI/AAAAAAAAACE/B1Cc2WLq1tY/s400/Photo0228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402118835683123554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SvgtTUfKOlI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hNv74stsTCs/s1600-h/DSC02831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SvgtTUfKOlI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hNv74stsTCs/s400/DSC02831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402117562971077202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-2041055482061187891?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/2041055482061187891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-it-is-hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/2041055482061187891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/2041055482061187891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-it-is-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SvguuzGBD7I/AAAAAAAAACM/BaAblWFi9DA/s72-c/Photo0230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-4896708418382871276</id><published>2009-10-27T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T02:36:00.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... It's been quite some time since i last update my blog... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sighness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;... Feel super tired and lazy to update... But I have no idea why I wanna update tonight... So random! Anyway... Life has been great... Full of stories... But I don't think I'll list down everything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;... Let's start with story sharing no. 1... Just short2 ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;School Re-opens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u know... School start already... I WAS actually excited about the new module..&lt;br /&gt;CCTV and stuff.. BUT THEN!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;piang&lt;/span&gt; man, the teacher... Now I understand why Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sheikh&lt;/span&gt; said that we will miss Jennifer! Both teacher like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doodoo&lt;/span&gt; bird... No idea what they're talking about.. I tried actually, listening to him teach.. But after a few minutes, I start playing with the wind.. Start drooling.. N boom! Head on the table.. He's like simply reading the slides &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;... Which is VERY SIMILAR to the book.. Or should I rephrase.. They're the same!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Crappino&lt;/span&gt;! Anyway  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Urge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that there's this need of "Heal the world, make it a better place" thing suddenly... I wanna start saving the world.. Saving trees and water mainly... Yup..&lt;br /&gt;Save trees: Save paper by not reading books and read lesson notes.. Awesome idea huh... Know why? Because... If less demand, they will stop cutting the trees right... So everybody should contribute in this campaign that I came up with.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... Hopefully it'll work out just fine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Save water: Save water by talking less.. This way, I won't lose my saliva that fast.. N! Less talk can cause less complications and misunderstanding in people.. Another brilliant idea.. Any ambassadors? Next stop ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral Boost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of a moral boost.. 35% full ready.. But still feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kedoodle&lt;/span&gt;! U know what's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kedoodle&lt;/span&gt;? It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;sai&lt;/span&gt;! Feces! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hmmph&lt;/span&gt;! Anyway... I don't know what's into me lately.. Do I have to go on stage n make an announcement saying that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;there'll&lt;/span&gt; be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pms&lt;/span&gt; party held by me... All are welcome! Damn! I'm sorry to the people around me.. Sometimes I may have a triggered emotion.. But I'll be right back on my toes! Really am sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. So do take note.. If I'm silent for I dunno how long.. Just don't ask why.. I'll simply say nothing.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Emm&lt;/span&gt;.. N.. DON'T force me in any way to tell u what's my problem.. I don't have the answers.. N u won't be helping that much.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Nyeehee&lt;/span&gt;... Follow on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing Hold On A Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... Don't really have anything much to share about this but.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;.. Just giving the title.. To let u know a little about what's going on.. Having some complications with things so bear with it.. A little k.. For the time being.. Just look at me n smile if u were to meet me.. Just smile.. U'll make me happy just by doing that.. Don't have to say anything.. just smile.. If u wish to help me feel better lah.. If not..., then it's ok.. I'll be fine... It's 2.33 am n I'm not sleeping yet.. Hmm.. Ok then.. That's about all for now.. Nighty night2 to all the single ladies.. Haha.. To everyone too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAREWELL... TILL THEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-4896708418382871276?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/4896708418382871276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-well-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4896708418382871276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4896708418382871276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-6805483763548883182</id><published>2009-09-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T00:02:47.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow! It's been weeks since I last updated my blog... Can I say I'm busy? Hmm.. Anyway... Life's going well... Exam's next week! Really don't want to fail... Or else 6 months! Sighs... ADE is killing me! Hmm... I think I'll end here... Need to rest for tomorrow... A long day ahead... Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-6805483763548883182?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/6805483763548883182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-its-been-weeks-since-i-last-updated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6805483763548883182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6805483763548883182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-its-been-weeks-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-6715607920476657274</id><published>2009-08-10T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T12:52:59.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Weekend</title><content type='html'>From birth.. Tasted the sweetness of life. Giggled through every moment. Swing all troubles away from the path and jump on every steps with cheat codes. Life is like a game for me. A game where you can cheat but the only thing is that it has no RESTART button. Never I begged to be born but I greatly appreciate the gift of God. HE let me taste every corner of the world. Tears were shed, sacrifices had been made, laughters were shared and never loose out the rings of love from everyone around me. Terribly sorry that the ray of guidance were blocked. Expect the least from someone and never more than could ever be produced. I thought I could always satisfy someone's need with the happiness that I have all the time. And I always thought I'm here, in this world, as a person with no sorrow. Living a path full of colours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk on my beautiful path, I sweep away all odds, hoping that it could never be seen anymore. I sweep everything under the carpet hoping that it will never appear anymore. But then, this is life. Things that you hid, will be found and the things that you push away will come back to you. Boomerangs are brought to this world, to let you know that things that you throw far away from you, hoping that it will never come back WILL always reach back to you no matter how hard you pray it won't. Karma do exist. And believe it or not, it's there right before you know it. This is not a speech. Just a dash of thoughts that's running in my head. And I type everything just once and never touch again just for perfection. Cause I believe, nothing in life is perfect. If you think that your path is made of thin ice, that every single step is so fragile, than I think you should be grateful. Cause that's how life should start. It's better than having a great life at first but leaving Earth with sorrows n hatred from the people around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not being a good daughter, I'm sorry for not being a good sister, I'm sorry for not being a good friend. Never once in my life have i realised my wrong doings. Please don't embarrass yourself by calling me your friend, your daughter or your sister. When people ask you who am I, just say that I'm just some random person that you got to know. I'm ashamed at myself. A disgrace to a well brought up family. Every time someone approaches me, about my mistake, about my attitude, about what kind of person I am, it set me thinking, cracking my head, asking myself the same question over and over again. Why the hell am I like this? When will I ever change?? I thought it's easy to change for the better. Satisfying the people around you, satisfying yourself. But now I realised it's super hard. And you can count how much I said "I thought". And that phrase will always come after you've made the wrong step. Every single time. But every thing is too late. Things happened. You can imagine how worthless a friend I am, that a classmate of mine is starting to hate me in just 4 short months?? Even the closest friend of mine is getting sick and tired of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short. And it's shorter than you think it is. As what I've went through now, though it's just a short one, I've learnt one important thing. It sounds easy but no. It's a little complicated. Never laugh too much. Cause it'll hunt you down as something you wouldn't wanna meet in life. Well that's all that I wanna say. Live life to it's fullest cause you won't know when you will ever hear "good morning" from someone you love. Thanks guys for every thing that you've given me. The sweet and charitable memories. It taught me a lot. And I'm sorry for all the wrong things I've made. If you wanna know, I have never been a good person all this while. Please forgive me. Especially a person that I called my new friend. Never meant to hurt or irritate you. You're the first person. And it's a blessing that I meet you NOW. I never thought it would be so hard to understand you. Sighs... Bye, guys. Assalamu'alaikum. &lt;br /&gt;Next stop, ITE Dover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-6715607920476657274?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/6715607920476657274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-blog-that-will-ever-exist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6715607920476657274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6715607920476657274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-blog-that-will-ever-exist.html' title='Last Weekend'/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-2240596940942158193</id><published>2009-07-16T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:50:40.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Susah ehk... Sighness...&lt;br /&gt;Pembersih? Pandai jaga barang? Tekun? Susah untuk difahami?&lt;br /&gt;Rumit? Easy to say...&lt;br /&gt;AKU TAK FAHAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Semua tak betul...&lt;br /&gt;So don't have to bother trying...&lt;br /&gt;Apa2, sorry ah... Kalau aku tak salah pun sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Jangan berbual, jangan sentuh...&lt;br /&gt;Jadi takda sebab nak ada perasaan marah pun...&lt;br /&gt;Marah ke apa, aku pun tak tau...&lt;br /&gt;No joke, no fun... Not for u, I supposed...&lt;br /&gt;Tu je... If u read n terasa, oops... It's my bloody blog anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Life's getting more n more RIDICULOUS...&lt;br /&gt;That's the best word I could think of right now...&lt;br /&gt;Tolong ehk... Aku pun ada perasaan...&lt;br /&gt;Selamat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-2240596940942158193?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/2240596940942158193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/susah-ehk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/2240596940942158193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/2240596940942158193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/susah-ehk.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-9147796583867234902</id><published>2009-07-15T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:09:42.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea why ah guys... But I miss everyone in town! Hahaha... Faa... Atiin... Syasya... miss them all... Not forgetting my darling... Meet her everyday lah... SDSH... Sighness... Hmm... Today was a great day, I can say... Hahaha... So much laughter.. I know it's not that good lah... More air going into my tummy... Hahaha.... But it was really great... brought brunch to school today... A bento.. Nice... Ok.. Actually I don't know what to say... Sobs... Dear friends, I miss u guys... Seriously lots.. Meet up ok... Vivo after school, anyone?? VERY NEAR!!! Hahaha... To Siti Alus, thanks very much for the beautiful post! I'll let him know... Amazing enough... U're gonna be screwed! Smack butt! Watch out! Hahaha... To Niq... I don't think u'll be reading this VERY soon but I actually thought of having breakfast with u tomorrow... Yeah... Random... N if anyone wants to get a ball cap, please do tell me... Less than $40... The design is ok......... For those people who don't know what's ball cap, it's the "hip hop" cap... Yup... Tell me ok... My cousin showed me this... N I think it's nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sl3vxeRs_PI/AAAAAAAAABk/nTn-5BkXzPo/s1600-h/A-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sl3vxeRs_PI/AAAAAAAAABk/nTn-5BkXzPo/s400/A-17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358702764860701938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sl3wjiBecOI/AAAAAAAAABs/ELuPdtpIp3s/s1600-h/A-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sl3wjiBecOI/AAAAAAAAABs/ELuPdtpIp3s/s400/A-18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358703624859840738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-9147796583867234902?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/9147796583867234902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-no-idea-why-ah-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/9147796583867234902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/9147796583867234902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-no-idea-why-ah-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sl3vxeRs_PI/AAAAAAAAABk/nTn-5BkXzPo/s72-c/A-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-4629805629204553354</id><published>2009-07-07T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:30:11.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised something... You're not the only one being patient all the time... I'm patient too u know... If my heart's just not there.. Sighs... I actually controlled myself to not shout at u... Seriously... I wanted too... U're like big f---ing things up at times... A tiny thing pissed me off the other day n here u are, making that tiny thing BIG! N u actually blamed me for not responding... Kepala otak kau! I just don't want to worsen the condition and let words from hell come out from my mouth, shooting into ur ears... So better just shut ur mouth about that bull crap... I'm not sensitive... But don't be kurang ajar n make it obvious lah... It's what I want to do all this while n u get the offer... If that happens to u, u feel like crying... Then now it happens to me... Jealous, of course lah... I'd be lying to myself if I say I'm not... Sighs... I'm not a mean person... Just being the sweetest bitch in the world at times... So please... Get a life n don't take advantage of me! It's super ridiculous!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-4629805629204553354?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/4629805629204553354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-realised-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4629805629204553354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4629805629204553354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-realised-something.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-3767570367674419931</id><published>2009-07-07T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:08:16.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It all started with a long face and end with a wide smile... Hmm... Not schooling today... No lesson... So Alus n I decided to go to the library... She read her book while waiting for Ayid... I have no idea why I was so into psychology just now... Go to the section, grab a stack of psochology books n sit with Alus... She read hers n I read mine... But most of the time, we keep on giggling at our own jokes... Funny what... Laugh lah... Anyway, Ayid arrive when I was searching for books on social psychology n human behaviours... Told u I'm all into psychology lately... I was browsing the computer thingy2 and when I turn, he was walking towards me... So we sit down together and chatted... We came across this book about Zac Efron... Hahaha... He used to have a gap in his teeth... In the top middle... Just like Esadora... So me n Alus laugh like nobody's business... Sorry, esa... It just reminds me of u... Hehehe... That unique beauty of theirs... So after reading, browsing and chatting, we went to Mac... I'm collecting the Happy Meal toys... Quite cute lah... So I bought Happy Meal n the dunno what chicken wrap which cost $2.50... N it's bad! Not not bad... Equals to BAD!!! Not horrifying bad lah... Just doesn't taste like how I expected it to be... Hmm... Such a disappointment... I like wraps but this one pissed me off... But i just finish it up cause I don't like wasting food... Unless if I really can't... Seldom lah... So proceed to the basement... Alus buying Takoyaki for her sister... Then Home Sweet Home... Listen to songs n chatted on the way home... Laughters... Took some pictures while we were at Mac... Quite nice ah... Not bad... Ok Enjoys... But won't be posting pictures now... It's in Alus hp... BYE!!! Get off my lawn!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-3767570367674419931?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/3767570367674419931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-all-started-with-long-face-and-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/3767570367674419931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/3767570367674419931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-all-started-with-long-face-and-end.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-3502830960454694162</id><published>2009-07-04T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:04:01.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-Le_qNylI/AAAAAAAAABc/kJz5My_xr1A/s1600-h/5895_98163815628_592370628_1900882_4024670_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-Le_qNylI/AAAAAAAAABc/kJz5My_xr1A/s320/5895_98163815628_592370628_1900882_4024670_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354651846567643730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-LKSoZ4qI/AAAAAAAAABU/G4wyvVzx4EM/s1600-h/5895_98163580628_592370628_1900846_1655342_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-LKSoZ4qI/AAAAAAAAABU/G4wyvVzx4EM/s320/5895_98163580628_592370628_1900846_1655342_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354651490883068578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-LAI7lOzI/AAAAAAAAABM/iNmCZfM4ExY/s1600-h/5895_98163535628_592370628_1900841_6726327_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-LAI7lOzI/AAAAAAAAABM/iNmCZfM4ExY/s320/5895_98163535628_592370628_1900841_6726327_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354651316480457522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-G9Pq209I/AAAAAAAAABE/dqTPTbJRmdI/s1600-h/5895_98163370628_592370628_1900820_4414599_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-G9Pq209I/AAAAAAAAABE/dqTPTbJRmdI/s320/5895_98163370628_592370628_1900820_4414599_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354646868703237074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-GocxtTTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0LQc1soWDzU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-GocxtTTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0LQc1soWDzU/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354646511444380978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Weylows, world...... Sighness... Haven't been updating for quite some time... So let me suggest this to u guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grab a popcorn, massage your butt before sitting down, find a PERFECT cushion to sit on and make sure u don't forget to blink your eyes because this post will be a LLLOOOONNNNGGGG one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, The Start Of MY Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, as usual, everyone is excited because, no more school... 1st day of holiday, ok ah... Get to relax mind a little... 2nd day, still not bad... Haven't plan on any outings... Third day onwards, omg... WHY IS THE JUNE HOLIDAY SO LONG??!!! Hahaha... The boredom's getting closer n closer to u... For the whole 3 weeks of holiday, I think I can count how many times i leave my house for what reason... Hahaha... Mendak! Anyway... Met some old friends for gatherings, outings n so on... Quite fun lah especially when u finally get to meet ur Primary School friends... The SHORT ones grew TALLER, the TALL ones grow EVEN TALLER... The fat turns thin n the thin turns fat... Hahaha... But some fats maintained fat... Sobness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met Secondary friends.. The ones that are always close to me in any weather condition no matter how sickening I could be at times... Well I can say most of the time... Hahaha... But no one can beat my dearest darling for putting up with my nonsense... Hahaha... SIDETRACK!! So... Holidays were great to a certain extend... Hmmm... How much "fun" could it be... Oh yeah... N we went to Wild Wild Wet the other day... A lot of tickets! Free! I wanted to bring more friends but it was super last minute... U imagine 28 tickets n only 12 turned up... Hahaha... N u imagine free lunch, free ice cream, free admission, free popcorns, free cotton candy, free shows! Hahaha... N door gifts... N lucky draw... It was great... Sorry, guys... some other time ok... So only my parents, my sister, her daughter n SDSH plus my cousin went... The day was outrageous...&lt;br /&gt;More to share about my  holidays but damn it'll by like a will... So it'll end right here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, Girls Outing on 03/07/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fantabulous day... Faa n company planned n luckily, for once, a plan during holiday actually worked out just fine... Actually the first plan was canceled due to some reasons... But this one was a job well done! The plan was to meet the girls at Clementi MRT Station at around 1... But I ended up meeting Alus at her void deck, guess what time... 12:57! She was L.A.T.E(Losers and Their Excuses)... Late! Hahaha... Frankly speaking, I JUST made that up! Hahaha... Lame! Spontanious... Anyway, it's ok, I'm worst at times... So we took the bus... 963 to Harbour Front... Meet the girls there... A little bit huggy2 here n there... We miss each other ok! N we proceed to Sentosa... SONTOSA, HERE WE GO!!! So we had fun chatting, laughing at typical long-time-never-meet jokes... So we chatted through the monorail n trem ride... When we reach our spot, BOOM! All the food was ejected by the pilots... Evryone brought food, of course... But some didin't... Hmmmmmmm....... Lucky there were enough... So... I brought my special fried rice which I cook with full of love... N faa bought her wonderful fudge... She baked a perfect edible cake at last! Hahaha... N not forgetting the snacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we lepak... Wait for chacha.. She's late because she have to attend class that morning... Then me, Alus n Syasya decided to "kick the water"... Which simply means play with water but not getting urself fully wet... Chatted about things and all... N we went back to our spot, bring back lots of sand... Faa sleep a lot! She's tired, doing her assignments the previous night... Pity Faa... Took pictures... Esa reach Sentosa at around I don't know what time actually... Hahaha... She was hungry so she eat all the snacks because my fried rice already in Faa, Alus, Atin n Syasya tummy... Hahaha... Chacha behaved like somekind of "Minah Pulau"... Hahaha... long story... Then we move from there at about 6... Proceed to the Sky Ride... Wanted to go on the luge so much but nevermind... Next time I guess... I thought i have to go home alone... But in the end everyone go back together with me... Aawww... Hahaha... So we take lots of pictures while walking home... Yaadaa yaadaa yaadaa... N by the time we reach Harbour Front, we were super thirsty! Like just finish marathon... Cos I was catching time... Damn curfews... But I get to hit it by 40 mins... Great "achievement"... Achievement my foot! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N so we bought drinks at the hawker centre... Not sure about the name... N to prevent from getting scolded for being home "late", I called mum... "Mak nak Mee Thaksin? Tapau ah..." Hahaha... At least her heart cool abit right... It's not a trick... Just being a GOOD daughter n get my parents dinner (winking 1 eye)... Hahaha... So we took 963 home, me, Alus n Chacha... Then Home Sweet Home... Tired but had lotsa fun! I think that's about all... thanks guys... N oh yeah... I was so close to missing all the fun because actually dad declined my permission... At last! Both gave me... After FULL PERSEVERANCE... Hahaha... But have to wake up at 8 and do chores before going... Sanggup! Hahaha.. So that's all... GET OFF MY LAWN!!! SEE YA!!! BYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-3502830960454694162?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/3502830960454694162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/weylows-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/3502830960454694162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/3502830960454694162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/07/weylows-world.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/Sk-Le_qNylI/AAAAAAAAABc/kJz5My_xr1A/s72-c/5895_98163815628_592370628_1900882_4024670_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-4777798455109790096</id><published>2009-06-12T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:51:05.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Life's getting harder&lt;br /&gt;Pain's getting worst&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here at the corner&lt;br /&gt;With tears about to burst&lt;br /&gt;Staring at myself&lt;br /&gt;Mirror right across&lt;br /&gt;Thinking so hard, why the hell am i lost&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the right time&lt;br /&gt;Waiting all alone&lt;br /&gt;Silence by my side&lt;br /&gt;And i kept looking at my phone&lt;br /&gt;Still no answer&lt;br /&gt;Still no call&lt;br /&gt;Please, someone tell me&lt;br /&gt;If i should cry after every single fall&lt;br /&gt;All that you want, you will get and nothing left for me&lt;br /&gt;All that you say, they believe and no facts are from me&lt;br /&gt;You wonder why I wrote this, I wonder why life is just so unfair&lt;br /&gt;Yet fate will always remain and life has to go on&lt;br /&gt;Tears will always be there&lt;br /&gt;Behind every laughter of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessions of A Fickle One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-4777798455109790096?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/4777798455109790096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifes-getting-harder-pains-getting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4777798455109790096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4777798455109790096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifes-getting-harder-pains-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-4112646545326661889</id><published>2009-05-22T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:56:25.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What a great quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this idea from Alus. Hehe. Took the quiz from FB. Quite true lah... But not all are true.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is... I put in point form....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abstract thoughts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves reality and abstract&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Intelligent and clever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Changing personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Attractive. Sexy (HAHAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Temperamental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quiet, shy and humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Honest and loyal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Determined to reach goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Loves freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rebellious when restricted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Loves aggressiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Too sensitive and easily hurt(not so)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gets angry really easily but does not show it(not really)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dislike unnecessary things(it all depends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Loves making friends but rarely shows it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Daring and stubborn(somehow true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ambitious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Realizing dreams and hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sharp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Loves entertainment and leisure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Romantic on the inside not outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Superstitious and ludicrous(mmhmm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Spendthrift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tries to learn to show emotions(trying hard) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yup that's all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-4112646545326661889?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/4112646545326661889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-great-quiz-took-this-idea-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4112646545326661889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/4112646545326661889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-great-quiz-took-this-idea-from.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-7378711530725208230</id><published>2009-05-20T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:07:27.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just a short one... Today's incident has got nothing to do with that guy. N people, I don't go emo up for minor stuff. I just have no idea why. N i don't go emo shit for guys. Not worth it. Seriously. To people who are actually concerned about me just now, thanks guys... I'm seriously touched. The most memorable one was Niq. She actually asked me if I was ok. Haha. Was super shocked. Haha. I'm ok already. I guess. Just got a bit of a swing just now. I'm sorry, friends. I can't even remember what i thought of just now. Haiyo! Ok that's all. Bye. Thanks n sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-7378711530725208230?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/7378711530725208230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/sighs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/7378711530725208230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/7378711530725208230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-7550607496262534846</id><published>2009-05-19T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:35:51.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Life's Hard At Times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... Okay... I haven't been updating for quite some time. My blog is still empty. N i don't know what's up with life lately.&lt;br /&gt;Well the problem is that quite a number of people knows about it already. It's just that I'm not ready, guys, to even tell u. Cause I'm not sure myself. I'm just too afraid to face all this. I'll just end up hurting myself damn bad. It's not the first time. Well... Yes, I agree. Yes, I admit. But I'm seriously stuck down here. Cause all I can do is to just sit down on solid ground n watch everyone flying. I'm not saying that I'm actually expecting things to happen. Just. Excitement, envy n... Haiz. It's like. I'll tell u a story n u figure out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;U imagine everyone on the field, flying their own kite. Some kites flying way up high in the sky. Some are playing low. Drop once, n they're still flying again. But u imagine. Among all the kite fliers, u're the only 1 sitting down, waiting n hoping that miracle will happen. Cause every single time u try to fly ur kite, things just go wrong. Ur kite got blown away. Ur string snapped n u lost ur kite. N by the time u got a new kite, a perfect, strong kite, u're out of string.&lt;br /&gt;It just hurt so much. I'm just too afraid to try again. Cause if i were to really throw my hope into this one n put all my heart into it, I still might not get it. So why try? Every time i fall, my heart scatter. All passer by will do is to look down on me n shake their head n walk away while I'm slowly picking up my scattered heart. How bad will things go? I lost everything already. Hopes. N my heart. I'll forever be a spectator. N never once a kite flier. Given up.&lt;br /&gt;Bye hopes, bye dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-7550607496262534846?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/7550607496262534846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/lifes-hard-at-times-lets-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/7550607496262534846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/7550607496262534846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/lifes-hard-at-times-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-614223292861599952</id><published>2009-05-13T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:42:27.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What A Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Today lesson started at 10.30... As usual, it's late Wednesday. Went for Mr. Mok's class. Super funny! Hahaha... We didn't learn anything today for the whole of his lesson. Frankly speaking. Haha. We laughed so much till Fyda 'cried'. We took a video of today's topic... Just a short 1 though... Then we went for lunch n then to Mr Sheikh's lesson. His lesson is kind of dry today. Then after lesson, we chat for like an hour. Very gerek ah Mr Sheikh. After school, we decided to take a different bus. Yaya punya pandai! We take 960 from Buena Vista ah! Hahaha... Since when there got 960! So we take 198 to BV and take some other bus to Ngee Ann. Hahaha. We keep on changing bus. Concession what! Hahaha... So we go from dover to BV, back to dover. From ther to clementi n the final bus we took is 184! Hahaha... We reached BP at 7.45 pm! Hehe. Then Am bought Takoyaki. Then we go home. Tomorrow we're going to Pulau Semakau. For some project for LS... Can't wait. Because my ass itchy already, want to go for a trip! We're going on a trip! Ok... So, sum up... Today was a total blasty day... Had so much fun n laughter... Here's a video of us in class... Enjoy... Hani, as usual, late... Usually when she enter the class, she'll by silent for a while. But just now! She entered n laugh non-stop! Hani, hani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="317" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-58d06fb546f986dd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58d06fb546f986dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330068686%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EE949E5BBFF881D34D20F9E4D81AC4B43758A11.7D87A40142D322B0B8AF083FF98E074BBB42D95A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58d06fb546f986dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dq4VMyOnfr6uKgG3fAv2VIPPzil0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="317" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58d06fb546f986dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330068686%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3EE949E5BBFF881D34D20F9E4D81AC4B43758A11.7D87A40142D322B0B8AF083FF98E074BBB42D95A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58d06fb546f986dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dq4VMyOnfr6uKgG3fAv2VIPPzil0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup that's all... Ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-614223292861599952?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=58d06fb546f986dd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/614223292861599952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-day-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/614223292861599952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/614223292861599952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-day-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-6070649121035706014</id><published>2009-05-12T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:07:28.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Post For The 10th Of May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Today is super GEREK! Started work. Super fun lah. For today, we worked for 9 hours. Hahaha... Sounds very long but it's actually acceptably fine. We started at * and ended at 5... We ate at Food Culture for lunch... Weee.... N i'm thanking Alus for the NEW fon... Hahaha... She put my fon in her shirt pocket. Bent down n PLOOP goes my fon into the pail of water... Not only water... But PLUS DETERGENT. Then she offered me her fon... Ok we stop for a while... Bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-6070649121035706014?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/6070649121035706014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/post-for-10th-of-may-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6070649121035706014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6070649121035706014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/post-for-10th-of-may-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-5549996084062286591</id><published>2009-05-09T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:17:11.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WTH!!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that my cousin is KBB's India Trip friend. Same group some more! Can say close ah... Alamak... U people ah! Cannot secret2 anymore! Small world! So sad lah! Hahaha... N i got his photos while he's in India already! I show u some only ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SgWP4C64zwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-KTxgHkwDi0/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SgWP4C64zwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-KTxgHkwDi0/s320/DSC00556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333827526709530370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SgWPnC-E1pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8R75ZzAMMaU/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SgWPnC-E1pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8R75ZzAMMaU/s320/DSC00518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333827234665125522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay both of them in the pic... N i have no idea why his shirt is dirty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SgWPPNYthAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oiqi7Psac-I/s1600-h/DSC00214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SgWPPNYthAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oiqi7Psac-I/s320/DSC00214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333826825144337410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all... Some only lah i show... Hehe... Bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-5549996084062286591?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/5549996084062286591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/wth-hahaha-i-just-found-out-that-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/5549996084062286591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/5549996084062286591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/wth-hahaha-i-just-found-out-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt3PGUFjZMU/SgWP4C64zwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-KTxgHkwDi0/s72-c/DSC00556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-5976352321562722767</id><published>2009-05-09T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:45:44.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OooooOhhh.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So Called Mummy's Day Outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sleeping so soundly this morning when my sister woke me up. Just to ask me to go to the market to get all of us breakfast. We side track a little ah. I dream about something funny last night. Hahaha. It goes like this. I was in school, talking to my friends. They were all laughing at me n i have no idea why. Then i go to the toilet to check myself out. N i saw something on my head. Looks like dandruff. Not only 1. But 3! When i tried to take it out, i realized that it was actually Marie biscuits stuck in my hair! Hahaha... I have no idea what kind of dream was that! But i ended up laughing to myself in the toilet when i thought about it again. Okay. Back to today's outing. Supposedly, we should be going to Larkin, Johore with my mum n sis+sis's husband. But we canceled it. Then we planned to go Singapore Expo. But we canceled it. Then we decided to go catch a movie. So we went to Causeway Point, get the tickets n have lunch before we go in because we have a lot of time. We watch "Jangan Tegur". Dad could'nt make it. He was doing his morning shift. He will usually reach home at around 9. Anyway, he wouldn't want to come along because he don't like horror movies. Frankly speaking, the movie was not SO scary but quite nice. A lot of shocking scenes. Like "Jangan Pandang Belakang" n "Congkak" also lah. The next movie that i want to watch is "The Uninvited". Wanna watch, tell me ah. I wanna tag along. After movies, we went shopping around CP. N we left CP for Home Sweet Home. Yup that's all. N to all mummies, Happy Mummy's Day.&lt;br /&gt;Good Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-5976352321562722767?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/5976352321562722767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/oooooohhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/5976352321562722767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/5976352321562722767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/oooooohhh.html' title='OooooOhhh.....'/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-6523991981256593440</id><published>2009-05-07T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:38:35.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What You'd Love To Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing better to do so i went shopping. Online. Then i browse people's wish list from their blog... N from this special someone, he wanted something. Quite nice lah. Actually, very nice. Haha. I was considering. I'm thinking if I should buy it for him. But i scared by the time i got it, other people buy for him already. Cos it's gonna cause me about $50. Somewhere there. I'm not that super rich okay... So... Let me think first okay. N don't ask who is HE or what HE wants. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Blushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-6523991981256593440?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/6523991981256593440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-youd-love-to-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6523991981256593440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6523991981256593440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-youd-love-to-have.html' title='What You&apos;d Love To Have'/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-7222346519938465264</id><published>2009-05-06T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:22:33.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wednesday = Mongeng Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's late day for us. Lesson starts at 10.30. But Alus, Am n me + Ruzaini entered class at 11.20... Alamak... We're supposed to be early. Hehe. Actually, it's like this... Alus called me to ask if I'm ready to meet her at 9.30. But i need to get all the waste materials out of my body. Or else, I'll be spending half of my lesson time in the toilet. So... I tell Alus to give me 5 mins. After I'm done,  i WASH MY HANDS... WITH SOAP. Hahaha. Met Alus n we walked to the bus stop. Then alus tell me we meeting Am. Waited for the bus. Damn long! 45 mins! Long right! Wait n wait n wait... Then get 1 small sickening bus. Pathetic! I thought only the 3 of us late... When we reach BP, Ruzaini board the bus. He also late. Which means... Not fully our fault lah right... Hehe. Then went to Mr Mok's class. He also agree about the weather n the situation. AYE jam lah what lah. We just say "Ah cher... Yah. Raining. Then got accident" N he said, "Oh... Yah, AYE is like that. If 1 lane got accident, the rest also will be affected" Then we just nod our head. His lesson ended at 12. We went for lunch n proceed to Mr Sheikh's class. I was SUPER restless today. No idea why... N i listen to Serimpi Jawa more than 10 times today. Full blast headphone. Then i fell asleep in Mr Sheikh's class. For a while only. Oh yah! Alus bought some ice lemon tea which taste like not lemon, not tea but some kind of drink which taste bad! Haha... The brand is Super i guess. Ok. Then after finish assignment, we left for Home Sweet Home. That's about it for today... Such a short day. Ok... Tired. Wanna sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Nights people..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-7222346519938465264?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/7222346519938465264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-mongeng-day-todays-late-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/7222346519938465264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/7222346519938465264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-mongeng-day-todays-late-day.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-6178400643747203569</id><published>2009-05-05T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:23:10.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just Another TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i just realized.. My blog right, like my diary. For now lah... Because nobody reading also... Hahaha. Starting only mah... Anyway... Today was okay i guess. As usual, laughter after laughter. N we were so called QUITE late... So... We reach school at about 8.27 and went straight to class. Settled down, on comp n etc... Chat2, laugh2. N ouh! Hasri came today. No big deal lah. Just that he wasn't around yesterday. After listening to some of Mr Sheikh's talking, we went for our breakfast. I had prata cheese! Haha. Thanks mum. Not a great fan of it but if u think positively, I actually get to save money. Cause some food from the canteen is expensive. Haiya... What to do... Then after breakfast, we went back to class. We did some kind of test. Not WWN related. But it's Student Care thing i guess... Ok done with that. Then we go for a short break. After breaking, we proceed to class n dearest Mr Sheikh go through with us our test result... N I got mine! The result shows a lot of true things about me! I'm not gonna list out all lah. But 1 of it is... Hahaha... I'm a very loving and romantic person... Wee! Hahaha. Well, it's actually proven that the test is 60-80% accurate. Hehe. N I'm sociable. Hehe. Ok. Then off for P.E. Had lots of fun! Burned some fats. A little. Played badminton. Haha. Funny ah play with Botak. Haha. N I broke 1 racket. Shh. Then change n go back home. It was SUPER HOT just now!!! Perspire like nobody's business! The scorching sun. Especially when Alus, Am n me have to walk to Bangkit form the bus stop. Reach home, kissed Botak. Not Hakim!!! My nephew. Then went in to my room n BOOM on the bed. Fan maximum. Wooh! Eh... Very long already i type... Ok... I guess that's all.. Yup... Next time I summarise ok. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Good Bye......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-6178400643747203569?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/6178400643747203569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-another-today-oh-i-just-realized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6178400643747203569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/6178400643747203569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-another-today-oh-i-just-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-3075096619442748233</id><published>2009-05-04T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:23:46.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku masuk campur jap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HELLO!!! ALUS HERE. okay yaya, all done. not easy tau. tired right? i know. that's i why aku malas nak tukar skin.. HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay make sure belanja aku makan esok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;ALUS.K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-3075096619442748233?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/3075096619442748233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-masuk-campur-jap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/3075096619442748233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/3075096619442748233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-masuk-campur-jap.html' title='aku masuk campur jap.'/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856074434518558308.post-1050311470566852957</id><published>2009-05-04T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:24:00.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pause ah!!! Hahaha... Stuck... N i tired already! I continue again tomorrow!! Stress lah... Aiyo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4856074434518558308-1050311470566852957?l=fickly-mindy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/feeds/1050311470566852957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/pause-ah-hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/1050311470566852957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4856074434518558308/posts/default/1050311470566852957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fickly-mindy.blogspot.com/2009/05/pause-ah-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>fickly yours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07582142426695558729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
