<?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-2760336216417474662</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:37:19.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>natasha</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-4514636855276203532</id><published>2009-07-18T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:14:03.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been busy with lots of things lately. Mostly school ah. Too many things to bear in mind. The homework load everyday is like omgwtf. I really feel like running to somewhere far far away and leave everything behind. I think the subjects i'm taking now is very heavy. Well, to me ah. And I know that I'm putting enough effort. Why? I spend too much time on things which aren't really necessary. My time management sucks eversince I entered Sec 3. Ahh, any words of advice? Do leave a tag kay. Really appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, someone actually planned a surprise for me this morning. Haha. So mean you know. Really. I almost fainted. But luckily i was strong enough not to. I hate you. Argh. Haha. Okay i'm loving my new LG phone. Yup, changed again. Hehe. Alright take care!&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/2760336216417474662-4514636855276203532?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/4514636855276203532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=4514636855276203532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4514636855276203532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4514636855276203532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/07/been-busy-with-lots-of-things-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-6217430017036125852</id><published>2009-07-10T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:27:01.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay. Heartbreak. I couldn't find the fighting spiders finale episode on youtube :( This is so sad you know! So anyway, today was hell of a day. Probably it was fun cos I had only MT, English and Double Maths. Hehe. After that, we went to Manhattan Fish Market to have our lunch. Omg its so mouth watering and filling I tell you! It was worth my 8 bucks! Not only that, we got a few 2 dollars vouchers too! Worth it rightt? Haha. K after that was freaky. On our way out from  Ws, we bumped into random people like Taufik, my Madrasah friends and Shirz's primary school friends. It was just so weird. Then, Mizah, Nina, Mutiara and Ayuni decided to come my house and watch movie. So, we rented Marley and Me from LP. It was 2 hours long and two pigs actually slept throughout the movie. Haha. Then a message from somebody really spoilt my mood. Don't know why but yeah. And I'm starting to feel sad whenever I think of you know who. Its been so long. I wonder if he still thinks of me :(  Well, that basically sums up my day today. Thank god its Friday! I really need a break. Take care readers (:&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/2760336216417474662-6217430017036125852?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6217430017036125852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6217430017036125852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6217430017036125852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6217430017036125852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-9163660538429855760</id><published>2009-07-09T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T10:42:43.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What happened yesterday really made my heart ache. I've made a very big mistake. I'm awfully sorry to those who may concern. I truly am. I hope that yesterday's incident won't have any negative impact on us. Too, I feel like a sucker for making dayah shed tears because of me. Sorry dayah. I really didn't mean to do so. My life is filled with pure guilt and regrets right now. Somebody, save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I swear I've slipped right through the cracks on the floor&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy when it's pulling me under&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the unsatisfying silence&lt;br /&gt;My mouth is open but none of you can hear me&lt;/span&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/2760336216417474662-9163660538429855760?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/9163660538429855760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=9163660538429855760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/9163660538429855760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/9163660538429855760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happened-yesterday-really-made-my_7874.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-6686373242927629352</id><published>2009-07-06T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:26:38.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently all worn out. Just came back from Pasir Ris Park with my dearest friends. Hehehe. Okay first thing in the afternoon, met Shirz on the bus to catch Transformers at E-hub. Wanted to wait for the Nisa at the bustop but to my horror, I saw ... ! Haha, go find out who kay! So we ran off to E-hub first. Met Seri and Nurul Garfield at the top floor and bought our tickets after everyone arrived. Sat in the theatre for two and a half hours beside Nina. Everyone had to sit in pairs cos many seats were already booked, which left us with no choice. After that went for sushi buffet right after the movie. We ran like mad dogs out of the theatre cos it was freezing cold and also, we could sense that our sushis were already waiting for us! Hehe. So met yuni and mizah at Hei Sushi. Sadly, Nina left cos of some personal reasons. I hope you're alright kay baby? So we laugh and laugh and laugh while eating. Typical of us ah. And nisa baik ahh beb! She can get along well with anyone sey. Unlike me, always malu to meet people who're not my friends. Hahaha k shut up. After our tummies were all filled up with sushi and moshi ice cream, decided to talk a walk at Pasir Ris Park to relax our tummies. Hehe. Calmed down at the beach for a moment and then walked back to downtown's bustop to take the bus home. So here I am. At home. Doing my Hari Hijau project, which is soo last minute. Apart from that, I have 3 essays, 2 compres and a whole lot of questions on to kill a mockingbird. Wish me luck peepos!&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/2760336216417474662-6686373242927629352?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6686373242927629352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6686373242927629352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6686373242927629352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6686373242927629352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/07/currently-all-worn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-7390467271093900698</id><published>2009-07-04T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T17:26:51.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently addicted to old songs by Maroon 5, Amber Pacific, All Americans Reject and Yellowcard. Suddenly remembered my primary school times. Haha. Okay, meeting ain soon. Tuition uh. Anyway, happy 10 months! Remember, Nata will always love you! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: the song's dedicated to you &amp;amp; only you(:&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/2760336216417474662-7390467271093900698?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/7390467271093900698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=7390467271093900698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7390467271093900698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7390467271093900698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/07/currently-addicted-to-old-songs-by.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-3684186607632853902</id><published>2009-07-03T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:05:45.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surprisingly, today was awesome! Did some 'Hari Hijau' thing during MT with shirz and mutiara. We were fooling around throughout the whole discussion and only got into serious business when cikgu told us that we're supposed to carry out our plans next week. Haha, cute cute! Shirz will be the fashion designer. Baik kan! So after that had height and weight for PE. Weight maintained but weehoo! I grow 2 cm taller! Haha. 1.59m. Then went for recess alone cos Shirz went off somewhere to do her project. Recess was sad. I was ditched by Zul Nina! I felt really dumb cos I didn't want to eat alone. So I tried offering my food to random people. Haha, it was a failure. But luckily, Mimi was there to save the day! Gobbled down my food and quickly got out from the canteen. Haha. After that was homeroom. Watched some comedy movie entitled 'spaceballs'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we met neiko after school. Omg. Anorexic sey! Haha. Talked talked talked and finally headed to ws to have our lunch. Then we parted ways. Me, Shirz and Mimi went to eat at Manhattan Fish Market while the others went to Kfc &amp;amp; Bk. After that, went to Pasir Ris Park without Shirz. Strolled, talked and laughed. And Me and Mizah practically rofl at one point of time when ayuni immitated _ _ _! Too funny to be true la! HAHAHA! Then, went to cheers to buy our drinks and ice cream. Ohya, I realized that i've been eating paddle pop regularly nowadays! Why ahh? Somebody explain to me! And me and mizah are also trying to figure out was it tastes like.  Its soo addictive and its taste makes you go, ahhh. Hahaha. Set at some staircase and tried to plan our day out on Monday. But, as usual, tak menjadi! Haha. So, everyone decided to go home. Took the bus with yuni and dayah. Alighted at Afghan cos yuni wanted to buy newspaper and mr men/little miss. Haha, cute or what! And I love noor hidayah noordin cos she's too nice! Sorry for irritating your ayang kay. Hehehe. K that's all for today(:&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/2760336216417474662-3684186607632853902?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/3684186607632853902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=3684186607632853902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/3684186607632853902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/3684186607632853902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/07/surprisingly-today-was-awesome-did-some.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-8580415854859467271</id><published>2009-07-02T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:41:44.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heyy! Omg I really miss blogging. I feel like a loser everytime I visit my friends' blog you know. Anyway, quite a number of people have also been pestering me to revive my blog. So, here I am once again! Hehe. Kay I really miss the person who created this skin for me. Its been awhile since we last talked. Ahh rindu! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so how's school so far? School's been great! Haha. Actually, no. Its only fun because my friends are the ones who never fail to make my day. Its only the first week of Term 3 and I can already feel the stress level rising. There are plenty of assignments given and they're all very tough. Especially Physics! Omg, I really don't know till when I can tahan. And and. We got this new Maths teacher who really sucks! Eventhough he's entertaining at times, he can't teach! He'll always stumble whenever he speaks and expects us to understand what he's trying to deliver. Go away la. Now, I really want Mr Chew back! *sobs* Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school was a bit sad. Didn't get to hang out and eat at BBQ Chicken with my friends. But, its okay. Went to Galilee with my classmates to discuss about our bio project. Then, went to Manhattan Fish Market with 2 bimbos because someone who thought that i called her fat was hungry. Haha. Then while walking towards the bustop to go home, saw nesso on the bus and decided to run after the bus and go home with her. Luckily she was around, cos something really bad happened when we alighted the bus. Without her, I don't know what would happen to me! I love you nisa! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Had lessons till 4.15.  Was fasting together with Shireen cos we need to pay back our hutang to Allah. Haha. Extremely tired. And wait! Highlight of the day: WE FINALLY GOT TO SEE ARY! Hahaha! Someone actually thinks that he looks like Irfan but the mat version. Lol! I think he's a nice guy. I couldn't tahan his 'deodorant joke'! Damn hilarious! But Mizah claimed that it was lame. Haha! Okay. Next comes the scary incident which took place at the bus interchange. We were happy laughing and giggling when suddenly a guy with white specs approached us. The atmosphere became so tensed all of a sudden. He then dragged one of our friends out and even threatened to burn her with his cigarette butt. Omg scary. You should have been there! Haha. Then bused home with Shirz and ayang cos we were too scared!&lt;br /&gt;NAK SAYANG AYANG SAMPAI DAH TAK LEY SAYANG AYANG LAGI?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Anyway, thanks for your poems! They really cheered me up though i'm aware that they're not meant for me. :( Haha no la. Thanks ayang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, I really don't feel like going to school tmr. Its 2 periods of Mother Tongue and the other period's PE. And also, assembly's been replaced by homeroom. Zzz. Okay I wanna msg my baby. K ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 more days to..!&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou!&lt;/span&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/2760336216417474662-8580415854859467271?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/8580415854859467271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=8580415854859467271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8580415854859467271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8580415854859467271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/07/heyy-omg-i-really-miss-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-8667351318532924976</id><published>2009-04-11T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:47:31.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi babies! Okay firstly, Happy Belated Birthday Nurul Ain Bte Abdul Razak! Nak sayang Ain very much? She's too adorable to be true! One day I'll take her picture and post it on my blog so that you all can admire her as much as you want. Hehe. Nak Ain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was Good Friday. Actually wanted to go out with the minahs but in the end plan was cancelled cos it was too last minute. So we went over to my aunt's place for some family gathering. K best. Cos its been ages since we've met each other. Karaoke-ed, watched slumdog millionare, talked, etc. Then suddenly touched on the topic about bed bugs. Found out that my cousins got bitten by bed bugs too. And his bed is infested with them. Beware people! I think its the bed bugs season! Haha. Went home around 11 plus after watching a movie. Talked to nina for awhile only on the phone cos my parents were already scolding to go to sleep. Went inside my room to sleep but realized that I wasn't sleepy. So I decided to watch a midnight horror movie with someone. Hehe be jealous. Went to sleep after that, with the lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu let us watch a movie and it taught us, "part of love is letting go"&lt;br /&gt;Is it true?? Kindly leave a tag on my tagboard if you are kind.&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/2760336216417474662-8667351318532924976?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/8667351318532924976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=8667351318532924976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8667351318532924976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8667351318532924976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-babies-okay-firstly-happy-belated.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-6732166257564067060</id><published>2009-04-04T02:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:58:53.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SdZUbqSHPxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9whSgDN8phg/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SdZUbqSHPxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9whSgDN8phg/s200/%7Enatasha+180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320532843968282386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cute b'day girl in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SdZUbl5SuqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/POWfy2Y2XX0/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SdZUbl5SuqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/POWfy2Y2XX0/s200/%7Enatasha+202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320532842790435490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;too pretty to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p/s:syiok sendiri pics of them in my phone. hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first and foremost, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Belated 15th Birthday to Hamizah and Amirah!&lt;/span&gt; I know this is a very late wish, but I hope its not too late! Hope you guys liked the present and my card yang tak menjadi I gave you guys, hahaha. May Allah bless you guys always k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.35am&lt;/span&gt; now and Im actually wide awake in front of the laptop. Ok no, actually I just woke up from an accidental nap from 9plus-1 plus. I was extremely tired when I got home just now. It felt as though my energy was completely drained out. Just imagine, 2.4km run, tests,  lessons and whats worse, GOH training for Speech Day, all in one day! Can I cry and maybe die as well? My endurance is depleting day by day. I swear hate my jam-packed schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! My phone is seriously irritating. It suddenly refuse to turn itself on. Am I supposed to wait till June before I get a new phone!? NO! Nanti rindu _____! I really hope it will get well soon. Ok I am very glad to see you after many donkey years at the bustop! Sorry blur sikit. Hahaha. Today's the 4th!&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/2760336216417474662-6732166257564067060?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6732166257564067060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6732166257564067060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6732166257564067060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6732166257564067060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/04/pssyiok-sendiri-pics-of-them-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SdZUbqSHPxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/9whSgDN8phg/s72-c/%7Enatasha+180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-391909162467213886</id><published>2009-03-18T23:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:41:58.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning had Physics lesson from 8.30 till 10.30. Mr Tan focused solely on Kinematics. Love youuuu! Haha. At least now I'm back on track and manage to clear all my doubts. I think the killer part is the Graph Analysis? Idk. I find that part quite tough. So after that, stayed back awhile cos I asked Hui Xin to help me out with one of my A Maths hw. Thank you so much for your time and help Hui Xin! I owe you alot! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, my parents fetched me from school and headed towards Swensens for brunch. It was seriously worth it! Cos they had this one-for-one promotion. Which means you can have two meals for the price of one. So, I had Crayfish Pasta. Yummy! Had Sticky Chewy Chocolate and Strawberry something for dessert. Haha we shared the ice cream cos the meal itself is already veryy filling! Then thought that I would see someone but too bad I was too late :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Popular after that. Signed up for 1-year membership and bought some books and stationaries. Omg I was shocked when I saw the number of books my mum bought for my sister. She's only in Primary One but my mum bought for her plenty of revision books. I was like what? Hahaha. After that I went home cos I was still in school uniform. But the rest went to hospital for check-ups? Managed to complete a few of my A Maths hw, butttt, accidentally slept after that! Woke up at eight plus this time. Ate while watching Ninja Warrior and berbiola for awhile while ber-essaying through sms. Haha. Okay I think I wanna sleep already.  Nights!&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/2760336216417474662-391909162467213886?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/391909162467213886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=391909162467213886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/391909162467213886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/391909162467213886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-morning-had-physics-lesson-from-8.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-7484078481037309979</id><published>2009-03-17T00:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:05:49.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Okay, so today was a wasted day. Cos i woke up at 11 and then, went online till 4. After that, ate and everything till 5. Suddenly, fell asleep while watching the tv and msging someone. Woken up by my noisy siblings at 7 plus and realized that I accidentally fell asleep? Faris' disease is really contagious! Beware! Haha. Was moody for awhile cos I realized that I wasted thirteen and a half hours of sleeping today! But I was okay after that. Did some stuff. Ate siput masak lemak! And now, online doing STARs. Effing crap la. Chatting to Sheikher currently. Who's trying to make me feel jealous cos I didn't get to go for the Jogja trip which is tmr till idk when :( But nvm, one day we'll all go Jogja together. Insyaallah. K till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-7484078481037309979?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/7484078481037309979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=7484078481037309979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7484078481037309979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7484078481037309979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-chia-baby.html' title='Wasted Day'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-347134220384412832</id><published>2009-03-16T12:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:04:54.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/Sb3c3xAVTZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/13WR8MAyU_c/s200/cb+jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313645985972702610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday, 13th March&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had CIP day last Friday. My class as well as 3/2 and 3/5 were assigned to pair up with children from the Cerebral Palsy and APSN Katong School who visited our school that morning. So, all three of us(Me, Hidayah, Hamizah), got ourselves a buddy each :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, me and Ham were like damn scared cos some of them were kinda freaky. They had this one-of-a-kind stare and we were also afraid if they suddenly hit us from the back. So I was practically screaming at one point of time when I realized that I was stuck with the students alone! Haha. After I found Ham and Dayah, we walked around and tried to find a buddy for ourselves. Then, someway somehow, we managed to start a convo with this small boy named Matin. Coincidentally, he had two other friends with him as well. So, we took one each. Dayah got Matin, Ham got Ahmad, Nata got Fikri. Haha too bad mizah! After that we played games with them, had breakfast with them and roamed around the school. Then, it came to the sad part. They had to leave. Eventhough I couldn't really understand them at times, there was still this bonding between us. I really really feel sorry for their inabilities :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After everyone was emo, we went up to the hall and watched some ballet dancing thinggy which I thought was damn crappy? I seriously had no mood during the programme cos the speaker was merepek, so were the dancers and I was half the time worrying about my unpacked camp bag. So me, Ham and Dayah slept at the back of the hall till the thing ended. After the programme, I rushed back to class to get my report book. But that irritating teacher held the whole class back for some dumb survey. I walked out of the class immediately after getting my report book. 4As, 3Bs, 1C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I realized that my bag was missing. I called my mum up and found out that it has already been packed and it was at my grandma's place. *phew*&lt;br /&gt;I rushed there, ate a little bit and cabbed to school. As expected, I was a little late. Had spot-checks and was forced to surrender my phone. Ah dumbbbb. But nvm. Was in the same group as Seri, but the people were not very supporting. So it was quite boring ah. Night walk with Nadzirah was kinda fun cos she actually fell in front of the 'ghost'! Hahaha. And continuously grabbing my arm and saying 'can we back out now?'. Haha cute junior! Okay, on overall, it was a nice camp eventhough I only stayed over for one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll blog more later. I'm typing too slow!&lt;br /&gt;Imani's coming back tmr!&lt;br /&gt;But my Damnsha babies will leave me tmr :(&lt;br /&gt;Have fun babies. I will miss you guys truckloads.&lt;br /&gt;&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/2760336216417474662-347134220384412832?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/347134220384412832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=347134220384412832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/347134220384412832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/347134220384412832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13th-march-we-had-cip-day-last.html' title='i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/Sb3c3xAVTZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/13WR8MAyU_c/s72-c/cb+jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-8494140518741075852</id><published>2008-12-17T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:10:56.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finally online! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not that I don't wanna go online, but time forbids me to do so. And, I can only go online once a week nowadays. Very difficult for me at first cos I used to go online everyday. So yes, here I am, online from 11.45pm till now, 1.35am. Can I cry? Why are you not online! Okay nvm. Mutiara's away to Band Camp, Nina's gone to KL. Butbutbut, luckily there's Mutiara's rubik's cube to keep me company. The cube is sooo smooth and sexy. Thanks Imani! Still learning to solve this irritating thing from morning! Haha. But then, got distracted halfway cos I had to follow mum and siblings to find new school bag for my brother. Shopped around at BHG, and some other shops too. In the end, my bro bought some DC bag(perasan. hahaha), sisters' clothes, Uno spin, shoes, my 506!(a calculator) and, my pink with purple stripes Ben 10 bag from Bata. Actually I wanted to buy Mutiara Ben 10 slippers from Bata cos I fell in love with them and if I'm not wrong, she wanted a pair of slippers too in her 'wishlist'. But no, that would be too dumb. Then, headed home at around 4 plus. Yesterday, I went to school with Shireen Naila! (semakin minah oi) Haha. To buy books. Then, went to Whitesands to meet Nisaa, eat and walk around. After that I went home to change, and met up with Mutiara to pass her her candy canes. Haha. Ran some errands and then, home sweet home. Okay, I hope Nina comes back soon cos I think I miss you NINA! She might be small, but she can make you cry by only using silence and her death stare. Haha. Take care homiezxz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&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/2760336216417474662-8494140518741075852?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/8494140518741075852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=8494140518741075852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8494140518741075852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8494140518741075852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-online-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-1326788349230214219</id><published>2008-12-12T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:20:27.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SUE_Lud6_BI/AAAAAAAAANM/2i_IsVXkeIY/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SUE_Lud6_BI/AAAAAAAAANM/2i_IsVXkeIY/s200/%7Enatasha+240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278569708939574290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;                             &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MUTIARA IMANI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mutiara very cute rightttt? ^^ hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sorry for not giving you your present, yet.&lt;br /&gt;But I promise I'll give you something worth waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Really really!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a hamster? Cos I wanna see you freak out for the first time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2760336216417474662-1326788349230214219?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/1326788349230214219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=1326788349230214219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/1326788349230214219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/1326788349230214219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-belated-birthday-mutiara-imani.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SUE_Lud6_BI/AAAAAAAAANM/2i_IsVXkeIY/s72-c/%7Enatasha+240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-7118469471915045860</id><published>2008-12-03T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T12:43:35.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Harlow. I am posting this cos I suddenly miss Ain! I had a nightmare about her being a victim of a rollercoaster crash at Disneyland. AHHHH AIN! Don't worry Ain! I pray for you already. I wonder how she's doing there. Call me as soon as your feets touch the airport okay! Haha no la. Anyway, I'm going off to Melaka this Saturday to celebrate Hari Raya Haji there and visit relatives till idk when also. Hopefully, terserempak with Sheikher at his kampung and take pics with him cos Nina told me to. Hahaha. Anyway I miss somebody so much. And I hope that somebody knows who he/she is. I just want you to know that I'm still loving you kay. Ohya! I'm officially Nisa's mak!(till 29th Dec) So, don't you dare kaciau her ah! Bye!&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/2760336216417474662-7118469471915045860?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/7118469471915045860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=7118469471915045860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7118469471915045860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7118469471915045860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/12/harlow-i-am-posting-this-cos-i-suddenly_03.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-5237201926656522366</id><published>2008-12-02T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T11:17:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday I went to see the optician to make a pair of new specs and found out that my Astigmatism has increased so much! Anyway astigmatism   is one where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;rays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; that propagate in two perpendicular planes have different &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;foci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. If an optical system with astigmatism is used to form an image of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, the vertical and horizontal lines will be in sharp focus at two different distances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eh this cannot be la! My ambition would be ruined if my eyesight doesn't improve. And its not easy for me with this high astigmatism. My head feels giddy all the time and hard to concentrate. So as to improve my eyesight, I will online be going only one a week or maybe, twice a week at most from today onwards. Yes, I'm starting small. Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&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/2760336216417474662-5237201926656522366?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/5237201926656522366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=5237201926656522366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5237201926656522366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5237201926656522366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/12/yesterday-i-went-to-see-optician-to.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-181683080955965410</id><published>2008-12-01T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:17:46.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back after seven days of not going online. Record breaker righttt? Haha. Been busy with A Math course with that elephant, Ain! It lasted for 5 days straight. 2hours plus each day. Have to endure all those algebra, geometry and whatever theorem each day! I can't believe that I actually spent 10 hours on this thing. Strained my eyes for 5 days, both in class and at home doing the homework. Cracked my brains figuring out how in the world to solve each and every question independently. Hahaha. But look on the brighter sight, I've completed one-quarter of the syllabus alr! Within 5 days somemore. Woohoo! At least I don't have to worry too much for A math kan. Besides, I have 8 other subjects to worry about! I wonder how am I going to be coping with 9 subjects next year man. I'm considering whether or not to drop Music. At least it would lessen my load. But i don't know ah, see how first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, last weekend was mostly spent with my family. 2 of my cousins slept over at my house for 3 days 2 nights if I'm not wrong. Have to ajak them jalan jalan, play badminton or do anything they like to do to kill their boredom. Haha. But luckily there's such thing called game. They'll get glued to wtv games they're playing till they're bored of playing. I'm happy that they slept over cos or else, I won't have a badminton partner. Thanks for playing badminton with me Danish! My sibs are all still young, so they don't really know how to play badminton. So, if anyone is willing to play with me, give me a call/sms k! I would be more than thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to thank Zul Nina for helping me search for my blogskin and educating me about editings and stuff. Haha thank you so much nina! Remember to sacrifice okay Nina (:&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/2760336216417474662-181683080955965410?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/181683080955965410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=181683080955965410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/181683080955965410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/181683080955965410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-after-seven-days-of-not-going.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-900091972423293152</id><published>2008-11-23T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:20:13.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay hi, last post before I won't be posting for weeks. Haha alah I say only lah, but I don't think I can survive without internet for not even a day. Today was sad. The day started off bad but, thankfully it ended off well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but maybe I'm not used to late nights. I'd tend to wake up at late afternoons, like 3/4pm? And my mum would be nagging when she comes home at night. Haha. Not only that, right after I rise from my bed, my head would spin 360 degrees before I can put myself at ease. Plans would be canceled because of my stupid sleeping time. So fed-up ah. I can't control myself. It feels like time is taking complete control over me! It looks like this habit is continuing and I don't know how to get rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 3am this morning and woke up at 6am okay! After quite a long chat with my handsome lover, hahaha! and some other people and completing my madrasah project, I finally went off at 2plus. Haha, thanks for temaning me! And thanks to Sheikher's advice, I can now go Melacca next week. Woohoo. Haha. Oh ya you know what? We just found out the our kampungs in Melacca are like just a stone throw away from each other's. Haha. And my mum claimed that we have relatives living at Sheikher's kampung. Coool or whaat! Skali we're related eh? Ok that one I shall find out more about it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I went for madrasah at 10plus. Had exam! Akhlak was okay but Arab was like, tak paham! Hahaha. But both were still okay la. At least I managed to complete the papers with my heart and soul. Haha. Then we go and mengendap somebody's class while he was having exam. Hahaha very cute! K then, I walked home with Nisa ah while she told me a myth about some shrewd person. Too constipated, so I rushed home. I'M VERY SORRY NISA! So I told my mum that I won't be going to the wedding with them cos I was having a tummy upset. Suddenly she scolded and nagged at me. So I just tagged along with them la cos I didn't wanna upset my mum. In the car, she threw tantrum. Uh. Then she canceled the plan of going Johore. Promise me already seh! But ah nvm la, no big deal. So we so called had a small fight ah. But at night, she suddenly turned normal and cooked lobster la, and my favourite dishes! Hahaha. Nothing makes me feel better apart from food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, good luck to those who appealed for another class tmr :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2760336216417474662-900091972423293152?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/900091972423293152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=900091972423293152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/900091972423293152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/900091972423293152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-hi-last-post-before-i-wont-be.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-5203792566544707277</id><published>2008-11-22T13:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:43:38.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-PA9a8H3xQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-PA9a8H3xQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just wanna share with you guys this video which freaked me out for the past few days. It shows a Malaysian man, who worked for the Singapore Zoo, being mauled by 2 white tigers to death at Singapore Zoo. Ok go and watch. Byebye. Won't be updating till Dec and won't go online for the whole of next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So between now and then, till I see you again, I'll be loving you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-5203792566544707277?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/5203792566544707277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=5203792566544707277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5203792566544707277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5203792566544707277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-wanna-share-with-you-guys-this.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-5823204480690978279</id><published>2008-11-17T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:46:15.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SSEvD27wqHI/AAAAAAAAANE/c88xFyGFIeQ/s1600-h/16112008%28003%29-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SSEvD27wqHI/AAAAAAAAANE/c88xFyGFIeQ/s200/16112008%28003%29-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269544782332471410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My baby cousin and nenek at the back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there!&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from my Grandparents' house. And obviously, put on more weight! Ah it always happens lah. They feed me with all kinds of food. I have my meals like more than 5 times whenever I sleepover there ok. Even my aunt was like, "its only been 2 days and I can see that you've put on weight." Argh! But nonetheless, I am so fortunate to have grandparents and an auntie like them. They make me feel special all the time cos I'm the eldest granddaughter. Haha. Its them who usually fulfill my wants. They'd spend almost every single thing on me, except for games ._. Lol I don't know why also la. That's why I still haven't get my psp yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so my aunt fetched me from home at around 9pm last Sat. Went to eat Fish &amp;amp; Co. since I haven't had my dinner yet. And then, to coffeebean where I had my whitechocolate ice blended. Reached her house(also my grandparents' house) at around 11pm. Salam-ed my grandparents and they were suprisingly very happy to know that I was gonna overnight at their place. Haha. Couldn't sleep, so my aunt switched on the tv for me. Watched tv while msging my friends and suddenly, dozed off. Then early in the morning, my baby cousin woke me up. Haha so cute la he. He was my companion throughout my stay there. Then my grandma and aunty were like suddenly telling me, "cha, jgn jadi polis la" In other words, natasha don't be a police la. Of course, I was shocked. Haha how in the world the knew? Then they were like telling me that it's a waste to become a police if I study hard. wth? Ya and btw, all my family members disagree about me wanting to become a police when I grow up. It's very sad ok. Very very sad. I've always wanted to become like the police women in gerak khas(some malay police drama) since young. I'm a die hard fan of gerak khas. When I was 5, I started to watch their shows and buy their cds and watch them every single day. Then suddenly, now, my family members are all against my dreams. After that I thought of working at the immigration. But not anymore cos my family members are like blabbering about being a police, again. K nvm about that. After that, bathed, ate breakfast and went off to bugis to search for nice bags and clothes. But nothing caught my eye, so I didn't buy anything apart from food. Haha. Reached home around 3 plus and my dad and sibs were alr there to have lunch and dinner at their place. After dinner, went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go out and watch Madagascar 2 with my friends today but I had to cancel the plan last minute cos my cousins are coming over. K yessah, at least my sibs and I have friends to play with and not bug one another anymore. Haha. K that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&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/2760336216417474662-5823204480690978279?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/5823204480690978279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=5823204480690978279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5823204480690978279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5823204480690978279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-baby-cousin-and-nenek-at-back-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SSEvD27wqHI/AAAAAAAAANE/c88xFyGFIeQ/s72-c/16112008%28003%29-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-5519199254559647230</id><published>2008-11-15T13:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:35:40.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3/8.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's where i'm heading to next year. Its offering Triple Science, Amath and SS+Literature. Actually we were given a last minute choice whether to choose Literature or History for our elective humans. But since my History sucks, I decided to pick Lit instead. Thanks alot to those who gave me advices during the time when I was in need of help(:&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I'm the only Malay girl so far, together with that evil rhino(Shafiq). At first I felt so lost and lorn ah. But thanks to my friends, I feel better now.&lt;br /&gt;"You lose a little now, you'll gain more later" -nisa (something like that ah. haha)&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my cute cute friend will get into my class. Insyaallah. Dah doakan siang malam tau.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, its been late night calls and solo cyclings lately to ease my boredom(at home). Heh. Holidays for me have been gradually improving. At least I've got better things to do during the day now. Yesterday, I went cycling with bearyhip and her sister. Had fun of course. Met Nisa the nurse at the bustop before going to the prom. Laughed like hell.  More like embarrassing kinda laughter. Hahaha. Cycled around our neighbourhood and then played badminton at some park which I never knew existed? Haha. Rushed and reached home at around 6.30. Bathed, ate and got ready to go East Coast with my family members. I don't know what's up with them and East Coast nowadays, but I just tagged along(: Quite frustrated cos I couldn't bring my bicycle along. And obviously, I'm so not gonna jog :x haha. So, I rode the scooter instead. Felt like some kid, but nvm ^^  Then Ain called. So I talked to her while walking briskly to catch up with the others. But forced to put down after that cos I felt as though I was a million miles away from them. Plus, its was freakin' dark at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was okay. Got to know our streaming results and watched my sassy girl after that.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was nice. I had fun showering in my own tears, thanks alot. Haha. And went to catch Dawan and Kwai in action.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was lol. I felt homeless cos we were pratically finding a place to reside. Went all around Singapore and finally chose ws. Its a secret hiding spot by the way. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I would like to end off this post with this inpiring quotation(direct) from Zul Nina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I thought he was this popular guy, who I never had a chance to be with, but now, he is at my feet." -zul adlina&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: Your thoughts are not necessarilly true. Even the best might end up being the worst to you.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Take care readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1C3UNQUB8iI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1C3UNQUB8iI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen listen! Tersentuh perasaan oi.&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/2760336216417474662-5519199254559647230?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/5519199254559647230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=5519199254559647230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5519199254559647230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5519199254559647230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/11/38.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-2545595162845008512</id><published>2008-11-08T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:26:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SRUpWy9G9II/AAAAAAAAAM0/4VfW9SZs6Mg/s1600-h/twilight-press-photos-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SRUpWy9G9II/AAAAAAAAAM0/4VfW9SZs6Mg/s200/twilight-press-photos-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266160810891605122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Above's the cast of TWILIGHT. Edward Cullen is so not hot in the movie as compared to how he was being describe in the book! Haha. This deserves a wtf pleaseeee. I think Jacob looks better, excluding the hair part. Hahaha. I think you guys should really check out about the cast of twilight and spend a good time laughing. I am really looking for to watching the movie cos the book is such a bore to me. O.O I have been holding it since September and I have yet to complete the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just finished youtube-ing. And this is the first time I really do it cos I really wonder what makes youtube so good that my friends watch their videos every now and then. K I know I'm such a n00b. But considering that I only got internet access when I was Sec 1, I am catching up quite fast already. Haha. I watched quite a number of videos about hollywood stars and also a movie called, 'not another teen movie'. It is rather similar to '10 things I hate about you'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I haven't ben updating for quite some time. Been busy with stuff lately. But I still rot at home sometimes. Hahaha. Yesterday, Ham, Nina and Mutiara came to my house. Ham and Nina came first to watch this horror movie Ham brought from her house. It was not that scary for me, though I screamed at some parts. But I think Nina was such a scaredy cat. She was half the time covering her face with the pillow. At around 6 plus, Mutiara came. Crapped and watched stuff till 7 plus. By then Nina and Ham had to go off. So Mutiara and I slacked for 1 hour or so and she went off at 8 plus. The day before yesterday, I went to e-fair with Nina and some other primary school friends. Well, not all of them are as friendly as last time and I don't get why. The ones who I wasn't close with suddenly came up to me and chatted. Yeah, so me and Nina left after that and met Mutiara. Watched Quantum of Solace and I KNOW BOTH OF THEM REGRETTED FOR NOT WATCHING SING TO THE DAWN, which was suggested by me! Can I kill them? Haha, but its okay. And thanks to Mutiara, we did not have to spend our money on expensive gv popcorns. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okay, 3 more days to the release of streaming results~&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Idk why but the anticipation is making me maaaaaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy books, clothes, lalala so that at least there's a reason for my parents to bring us out. (Mutiara and Adlina called me kiasu)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;..Call me beep me if you wanna reach me..&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/2760336216417474662-2545595162845008512?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/2545595162845008512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=2545595162845008512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2545595162845008512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2545595162845008512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/11/aboves-cast-of-twilight.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SRUpWy9G9II/AAAAAAAAAM0/4VfW9SZs6Mg/s72-c/twilight-press-photos-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-8702408061435679661</id><published>2008-11-05T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T15:53:23.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rule 1: People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a another question made by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule 2: Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. Those people must state who they are tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by NURUL AIN BTE ABDUL RAZAK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 Do you believe in happy ever after?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 What's the thing that you desire now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to know our streaming results and go shopping!(for books, haha ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3 What was the most recent, funnehh conversation you've ever had?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When me and my zubbie-mate crapped about hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#4 Who is currently the most important person to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is important to me. I'm nothing without you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#5 What are your favourite colours?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown, black, white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6 What is the most important thing in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a good future ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#7 If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who will you pick?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm that rambang mata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#8 Is there anything that makes you extremely happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOOOOOOD! haha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#9 Will you ever confess to the person you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This deserves a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wth&lt;/span&gt; please nina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#10 What would you like for a present?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#11 Who are you thinking about now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I haven't been talking to for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#12 What is your favourite music genre?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acoustics and Jiwangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#13 If you can learn another language, what do you want to learn?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean or Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#14 Do you believe in fairytales?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#15 Tag 5 people to continue the quiz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mutiara&lt;br /&gt;-Shireen&lt;br /&gt;-Zul Nina&lt;br /&gt;-Diyana&lt;br /&gt;-Seri&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/2760336216417474662-8702408061435679661?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/8702408061435679661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=8702408061435679661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8702408061435679661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8702408061435679661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/11/rule-1-people-who-have-been-tagged-must.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-6559789649227391555</id><published>2008-10-29T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:38:24.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQf-fOmxKEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/saua6aS-og4/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQf-fOmxKEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/saua6aS-og4/s200/%7Enatasha+257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262454502055815234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY NUR DIYANA ANUAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Haha, as you can see, she is very very cute. (like monyet!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So cute that she attracts both genders(b____). Haha, kk busted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hello Birthday Girl! I hope you're reading this, if not it's okay (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes, Happy Birthday to you girl. You've been a very nice and naughty girl since the day I've known you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(*taps both mine and shireen's shoulder vigourously* " eh bag kau berat tak?"[first day of school,rmb?])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; Haha. I hope you stay that way cause you are unique the way you are. Remember to study hard also. And lessen with your asmaradana with ehem. Haha. I hope you will succeed in the future and I wish you all the best. Stay cute alwayszx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(Sorry that I couldn't celebrate with you guys, not that I dont want, my mum ah nie. I hope you understand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just came back from my aunty's place. Had dinner there because she invited us since my busy grandparents didn't manage to visit her house for raya. Really pity my cousin because he'll be having maths paper 2 tmr. O lvls but still can ask me what's mean, median and mode? Lol. I hope he can and will make it. Went home at around 10+. Anyway, I'll be going to Bras Basah soon, alone. Haha. So, if you need anything like books/reading materials, feel free to msg/call/email me. Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2760336216417474662-6559789649227391555?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6559789649227391555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6559789649227391555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6559789649227391555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6559789649227391555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-14th-birthday-nur-diyana-anuar.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQf-fOmxKEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/saua6aS-og4/s72-c/%7Enatasha+257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-4016263509287787173</id><published>2008-10-28T19:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:02:21.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGPOn4KlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7MynXHRA5xk/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGPOn4KlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7MynXHRA5xk/s200/%7Enatasha+253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262181548298873426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tabung! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGOjoUWhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/brfJ5_OGig8/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGOjoUWhI/AAAAAAAAAMM/brfJ5_OGig8/s200/%7Enatasha+252.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262181536757996050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nisa was right! my gigi senget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGOeuUEnI/AAAAAAAAAME/OmaJDQSFBaU/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGOeuUEnI/AAAAAAAAAME/OmaJDQSFBaU/s200/%7Enatasha+249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262181535440966258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;troy and gabriella for you! heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGnvtLqQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QAZBGWF-l9E/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGnvtLqQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/QAZBGWF-l9E/s200/%7Enatasha+250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262181969496353026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kids nowadays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGOWmEjHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/NYxMrnH1uyc/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGOWmEjHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/NYxMrnH1uyc/s200/%7Enatasha+246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262181533258910834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look at their 'creation'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, this morning we had our briefing regarding streaming. And guess whaat? I woke up late! Supposed to report by 9 but I woke up at 8.30+. So ya, kelam kabut! Hahaha. Actually I was awoken by Shireen's call. If not for her, I think I would be absent from the briefing already. After &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bathing and all, I rushed to the bustop. Since it was so late already(8.50), I took the taxi instead. And I seriously hated the taxi driver. He keep on asking me which route to take, left or right. I can't really talk in the morning ok. Especially when I just wake up. Try calling me early in the morning ah, confirm you'll laugh at my voice. Haha. Reached school at 9, on the dot. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Realized that I was&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ted&lt;/span&gt; $8 because many others were late! Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The briefing only lasted for an hour or so. We were informed about the courses offered to us next year and the classes. Then, they flashed our marks for our individual sciences, Chem, Physics, Bio. Alhamdulillah I failed none. Quite happy cos I'm eligible for the pure science classes, but I'm still not sure which Sciences to take! Okok, that would be discussed later with my parents when they're back. Right now I'm still rather confused ah, truthfully speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, all of us went home to change because we were going to TM in the afternoon to catch HSM 3! Haha. On overall, I would say its not bad. Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; good or what so ever ah. I feel that there's too much singing? Haha. Ok la, not bad la. Boleh tahan ah. Maybe because I prefer horror and comedy movies that's why. Haha. Next up.. THE COFFIN! This one die die must watch. My favourite! Hahaha. Ard 3+ or so, we went to have our lunch at swensens. Actually we split up. Half go swensens, the other half went to food culture. I went to swensens with Amirah, Dayah and Shireen. They took a very very long time to take their orders -.- Just because they wanted to avoid this scary looking waiter, who kept on staring at us! Haha. All of us ate pasta in the end. Chit chat and talked things out for awhile. Never thought we would have a really serious discussion like just now. Haha. Took 3 home at around 5+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-4016263509287787173?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/4016263509287787173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=4016263509287787173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4016263509287787173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4016263509287787173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/10/tabung-lol-nisa-was-right-my-gigi.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQcGPOn4KlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7MynXHRA5xk/s72-c/%7Enatasha+253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-4250150618797109129</id><published>2008-10-27T13:29:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:27:15.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQVgiTC9bDI/AAAAAAAAALs/865hGs-E43o/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQVgiTC9bDI/AAAAAAAAALs/865hGs-E43o/s200/%7Enatasha+237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261717881996799026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;clearly depicts how I currently look like/feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah, tmr's there's the streaming briefing thingy. And I think we have to make our choices by this week? Noooooo! I still haven't decide on what subj combi. to choose. My parents said it is all up to me. And my mum actually wants me to take F&amp;amp;N instead of A math? Actually taking is F&amp;amp;N is fine with me, since many seniors said that A math is tough and all and &lt;u&gt;a confirm&lt;/u&gt; fail. Plus, I want to be Miss Siti's student again! Hopefully. Lol. But some claimed that we ought to see the importance of A math la, it can benefit you in the future la. So, I'm not sure which to choose! For sciences, I'm quite confused too. I am interested in Bio but I did better in Physics. Chem, you can't escape. Humans, Geog is alr confirmed. And History is a definite N-O! Lit, maybe I can give it a shot. Others, I am not that worried about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to watch HSM 3 after reading reviews, blog posts and hearing from others about how awesome it is. Im already prepared to cair in the cinema. Haha! No la. Btw Ain was the one who told me that she melted when she heard Zac Efron singing. Kental much. Lol! Really really can't wait for Wed to come. Can get to see that sexy daughter of geisha, Shireen Naila! Haha wth nata. And more friends! Yay. Actually tmr also get to see their faces but I bet Wed will be better. Man, its only 4 days of not seeing one another's faces and I'm missing them alr? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I'll be going off to Jalan Raya with my family friends. Yes, I know I know what you guys are thinking. Raya danak habis masih nak beraya lagi? Haha. But nvm ah, mane tahu saat-saat terakhir might be fun too. Frankly speaking, I got no more mood alr to beraya, but what to do. If stay at home so long also I can go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I would like to end this post with something nice. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Nurul natasha has a gentle disposition and always responds to others in a postive manner. Soft-spoken, she observes proper etiquette in her communication with others. A strong team-player, she takes interest in class and school activities and have done well in her CCA, the NPCC, and also in CIPs. She is focused in her studies, showing an ability to balance the academic and non-academic pursuits wll. She is encouraged to be more vocal in class so as to benefit from class discussions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(wth?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niceee :) I love you Miss Tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S ShireeNaila: I will photocopy them and show the rest, I promise you.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Thanks for layaning me anw! Engkau batu! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-4250150618797109129?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/4250150618797109129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=4250150618797109129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4250150618797109129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4250150618797109129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah-tmrs-theres-streaming-briefing.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQVgiTC9bDI/AAAAAAAAALs/865hGs-E43o/s72-c/%7Enatasha+237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-2007697947113426123</id><published>2008-10-24T11:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:14:35.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQFTb1LxHJI/AAAAAAAAALk/4z4Jvh0jAFo/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQFTb1LxHJI/AAAAAAAAALk/4z4Jvh0jAFo/s200/%7Enatasha+238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260577577343458450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thats nisa! i'll miss her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, yesterday marked the last the of school for the year. A very sad moment when classmates start cuddling one another, and some, with tears rolling down their cheeks. Well, to some of us its nothing but to most of us its something which saddens us when we think about parting. Its true that we'll see each others' faces when school starts next year, but the feeling of not being in the same class is really different. For almost a year seeing and tolerating one another, I'm sure that we'll miss one another even if there's hatred within one's soul. I will definitely miss my class, 2/2. My annoying classmates, my funny classmates, my pretty and handsome classmates. Everything! Even our dearest form teacher, Miss Helen Tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since it was the last day of school, I decided to walk to school. Met Mutiara at her block and walked in the rain. Sheltered of course. Then I was so slenger, didn't listen to yesterday's announcement, I almost went up to my classroom. Luckily Mutiara and Diyan alerted me. If not I would be so sesat. Walked to the hall and bid farewell to our VP. Then we had homeroom, got back our classphotos and all and headed back to the hall for some SBS transit talk. Not so boring ah. At least there's ppl ard me who I can crap with and can tolerate with my crap, especially Nisa. 15 mins recess after that as the talk ended late late late. After recess, had some performances by some musicians. 2 hours! Kaki maut. But luckily again, there were PSPs to entertain us. Haha. Then, we had IPP(In Place Protection). Can suffocate to death!! Windows sealed. Fans offed. Can die. After that, Gen and Beverly distributed to us a small gift each to every single one of us. Thanks girls! And when the bell rang, we started singing some farewell song.(which I didn't know). Lol. But everyone started being emo after that. And that's when the hugs and tears all started. Supposed to take pics with some ppl but I left the classroom cos I scared I cry. Haha. Saw nisa and gang when going home. Waved, talked and bused off home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Later that night, I went to school, together with my mum to collect my report book. Quite disappointed ah cos I didn't get that promised level position(10). I got 13. And as a result.. No psp for me :( I desperately want a PSP :( :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But my mum said that she's buying for my bro either a nintendo ds or a psp for his birthday and we siblings could share it. I want a psp but on the other hand, my brother and sister die die want a ds. Ah, I really dont know lah. After collecting, we went to eat at Chai Chee Seafood Restaurant. So nice till I ate till I almost vomited. Too full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I am going to rot to death today. There's no nice shows on. Mum's away, siblings at home. I really don't know what to do. I wonder what my friends are doing and will be doing for the next 2 months... Hmm.................&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/2760336216417474662-2007697947113426123?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/2007697947113426123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=2007697947113426123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2007697947113426123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2007697947113426123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/10/thats-nisa-ill-miss-kacauing-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SQFTb1LxHJI/AAAAAAAAALk/4z4Jvh0jAFo/s72-c/%7Enatasha+238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-9108982130700369362</id><published>2008-10-21T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T19:09:52.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SP23xMkm6_I/AAAAAAAAALc/oEO1dy5BDGI/s1600-h/natasha232-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SP23xMkm6_I/AAAAAAAAALc/oEO1dy5BDGI/s200/natasha232-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259561995654851570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They say 'buang yang keruh, ambil yg jernih', but no. I seriously don't believe in that. Even if you try forgetting or discarding the past, it would still somehow 'haunt' you, right? And, you are also not very certain that what you will encounter later on would be better, jernih or whatever la. The probability of you experiencing the same thing would be higher, especially if you are very clumsy. History WILL repeat itself..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I went to ws together with shireen, seri, amirah and nadiah. But seri left us later on and the 'tan' sisters joined us. So yah, they actually cam-whored in ws! and behaved very very disturbingly. Ish, tak kenal tak kenal. I was half the time standing far away from them while observing them. Then, guess who we saw? BENNY! Hahaha. Diyana's bf. She was with another girl. (Don't know if its a good or bad thing for Diyan) Talked to her for awhile and buzzed off to the library. Crapped with the juniors and asked them random questions like why they decided to come to coral and all and get lost with nisa after that. As usual, punched her like my punching bag and nagged like some old lady. Took 17 and went home.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I am supposed to go to BHG to get some 'stuff' with my mum but apparently she claimed that she forgot all abt it and said that we'll be going to John Little instead on Thursday night, after collecting my report book. Anyway, I got no mood for raya already yet people are calling me and asking whether they can come my house. Nonono. Only damnsha and nisa can come at this saat-saat terakhir cos only they deserve to come. Seriously no mood after what happened recently. And I'm also confused about what subject combi. to take next year. Looks like there's no one I can talk to about this cos others are stressed as well. Arghhh, help!? If you think you can help me in this, pls kindly leave a tag or chat with me on msn. (natasha_azhar@hotmail.com) Thank You very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I forget! Happy 14th Birthday Hidayah! Sorry didn't get to celebrate with you just now. You and your netball tak habis habis! Well, I hope you had an enjoyable day today. Remember to keep on writing and writing, cos I want to see you as a famous pengarang in the future! Hahaha. Or, be more rajin so that you can become a nanny to our children when we grow up and get married (Damnsha childcare eh?) Hahaha (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Desperately needing a PSP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&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/2760336216417474662-9108982130700369362?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/9108982130700369362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=9108982130700369362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/9108982130700369362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/9108982130700369362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/10/they-say-buang-yang-keruh-ambil-yg.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SP23xMkm6_I/AAAAAAAAALc/oEO1dy5BDGI/s72-c/natasha232-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-6333448213625591977</id><published>2008-10-11T09:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:45:21.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s: Please ignore the comments I wrote about Mutiara Imani before this post was edited. She'll rape my panties off, please save me. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SPALD2oNrvI/AAAAAAAAALU/A2wqZKe71Kc/s1600-h/rayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SPALD2oNrvI/AAAAAAAAALU/A2wqZKe71Kc/s200/rayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255712925973065458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yessah! The EOYs are officially over. Friends and I literally screamed our lungs out after our last paper. TOO overwhelmed with joy. LOL. So ystd after the paper, we went to ws for awhile to discuss about out jalan raya(which happened on the later part of the day). There was a conflict plus humour at ws between us hahaha. Shall not mention about it here cos the next thing I know, Hamizah's gonna wrestle me the next time I see her. And wtf? Even after trying to go away from this friend/foe(sorry shireen I use your word). It still 'stalked' us from the back. And still can smile like nobody's business? Excuse me but that's too annoying? Ok so then after being 'stalked', went back to our discussion. Saw Syaf(Nisa's bestfriend) and cabut home cos don't want to see Nisa lingering ard that area. Went home. Bathed, changed and all. Then went over to Dayah's house cause that slow nenek still haven't clean up her house and all. Initially wanted to helped out but don't know what happened. We were in a hurry I guess? Cabbed to Seri's house. Dayah lazy so she paid the fare cos she damn rich. Her weekly allowance is $30++ tau! Met them there and everyone was so pretty sexy and mencairkan lol. As usual, the same ritual for diyana, dayah and seri, hahaha. Waited for Mutiara and panjang umur, she arrived! We setted off for Siti Rahmah's open house after that. Saw unexpected ppl. So many mats and minahs! ate, watched tv, took pics, crapped and went off. Next was Hamizah's house. Ate, watched airmata ibu, main swing and went off to Indra's house. Did the same thing -.- And then to Syafiqah's house(sec one girl). Omgd she was a baby model when she was young! HAHAHA. Very cute! Like some Indon artist you know! Dah bagus bagus abeh masuk coral. Haha. Her dad was so nice cause he was so cool and calmed when hamizah spilled the drink. After that was Diyan's house. As usual, the 3 girls put smth on lol. Ate at Diyan's house. Sedap! Felt very fat after that cos almost everyone tambah more than thrice. Cried like some idiot at my doorstep cause nobody opened the door! Lost my key at someone's house. Ahhh so careless. To sum it all up, ystd was the best yet worst day. Best part was the jalan raya thing. Worst part was crying outside my house with a stomach cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Please ignore the comments I wrote about Mutiara Imani before this post was edited. She'll rape my panties off, please save me. Thanks.&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/2760336216417474662-6333448213625591977?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6333448213625591977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6333448213625591977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6333448213625591977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6333448213625591977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/10/yessah-eoys-are-officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SPALD2oNrvI/AAAAAAAAALU/A2wqZKe71Kc/s72-c/rayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-2510893496626218550</id><published>2008-10-05T09:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T10:32:18.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SOgnJPgZijI/AAAAAAAAALE/i4CQvXj6OZc/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SOgnJPgZijI/AAAAAAAAALE/i4CQvXj6OZc/s200/%7Enatasha+220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253492005062412850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN KEPADA SEMUA UMAT ISLAM :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jika pernah terkasar bahasa atau sekali-sekala menyinggung perasaan atau apa-apa pun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Harap dimaafkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To Err is human; To forgive is divine :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5th day of raya already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not too late right? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, so wazzupxzxz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will be on hiatus till err, idk when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, between now and then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;till i see you again, I'll be loving you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love, me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the best for your EOYs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-2510893496626218550?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/2510893496626218550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=2510893496626218550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2510893496626218550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2510893496626218550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-maaf-zahir-dan-batin.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SOgnJPgZijI/AAAAAAAAALE/i4CQvXj6OZc/s72-c/%7Enatasha+220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-4656900720106038109</id><published>2008-09-19T20:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:12:32.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOsW8bQp-I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Dqjj6wS-reM/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOsW8bQp-I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Dqjj6wS-reM/s200/%7Enatasha+190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247727500994324450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some Cheeky Guy who loves rats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOsW2f8Q6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/B_oxR1j3mRk/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOsW2f8Q6I/AAAAAAAAAK0/B_oxR1j3mRk/s200/%7Enatasha+186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247727499403346850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Born to be cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOrWwMVGQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/o7yms4h5BlI/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOrWwMVGQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/o7yms4h5BlI/s200/%7Enatasha+189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247726398198847746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOrWwMVGQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/o7yms4h5BlI/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+189.jpg"&gt;Cute Cat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOrWgtRqcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Xr2MoAI_l_w/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOrWgtRqcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Xr2MoAI_l_w/s200/%7Enatasha+187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247726394042067394" border="0" /&gt;Evil Rhino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOrWaXQ_pI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-iFWTazB2Cs/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOrWaXQ_pI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-iFWTazB2Cs/s200/%7Enatasha+181.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247726392339136146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A close friend of mine who tried to act like Joe Jonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;                                                  Term 3 Progress Report:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;English-A2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maths-A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Science-A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mother Tongue-A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geography-A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Home Econs-A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Art-Surprisingly, B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (thanks to both Seri and Hamizah because of you-know-why)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Literature-D7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello! Yes, we got back our progress report card already and above's my results. Well, quite happy I should say. Except for my outstanding Lit grade of course. But hey, it's just Progress Report. Not CA or anything. It just shows how you are progressing in class. So people who think that their marks are disappointing, don't be sad. What matters more is... Your EOY exams!Study smart people, not hard. There's still room for improvements. Don't give up even if there's no more endurance left in you. (credits to nisa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway just now I had NPCC promotion test. It was totally indescribable. God knows what happened. Campcraft was totally suckish for me as I could barely tie knots/lashings that were asked to tie. Drills, a little screwed up, but still okay. MOI(methods of instructions) was silly. I stumbled upon my words when I spoke. Arghhhhh. How I wish I could turn back time. After the exhaustion, Amirah and I lethargically walked to interchange at around 5+ but then decided to rounding around WS instead of going to interchange as Amirah didn't want to go home yet. Walked walked around, lepak at KFC with juniors for awhile and then buzzed off to interchange at around 6+. Met Nisa on the bus and she seemed quite unhappy/sad(?) because of I don't know what(she don't want to tell me). She claimed that she was tired. Alah keciannyer. Hahahaha. Then buka(broke fast) on the bus. Walked home like some dumb kid cos I realized that all the while the front part of my bag was unzipped. And guess what, my wallet and personal stuff were all in that compartment. Luckily they didn't slipped out or anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So ya, that's all I have to say. I think I won't be posting regularly till the end of EOYs. Just short updates maybe? Okay,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; All the best for you EOY exams everyone! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-4656900720106038109?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/4656900720106038109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=4656900720106038109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4656900720106038109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4656900720106038109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-cheeky-guy-who-loves-rats-born-to.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SNOsW8bQp-I/AAAAAAAAAKs/Dqjj6wS-reM/s72-c/%7Enatasha+190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-8248235934471696886</id><published>2008-09-13T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:50:55.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SMvhFEfdWUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/AH7qJqAF3Zk/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SMvhFEfdWUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/AH7qJqAF3Zk/s200/%7Enatasha+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245533668224358722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at how gross my he is. HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday we had our Live shoot. It was reallyyy scary. Ma'am said that most of us were nervous and that's why we didn't get the marksman thingy. Only Nur Syafawani got it. Dah biase tembak orang katekan. Huahuahua. Luckily there's next year to count on. Then we saw some familiar faces there. And laughed at them of course. Especially Benny. Kimak, cute sia! Diyan's favourite girl. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that went to Central. And somebody forgot to buy me water. Eeesh. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today's a happy day. Cos we had family gathering at my grandparents' house and buka together. So yah, chaotic as ever. Played with my cousins and all. They are all so cute like Tiara and Nisa! Hahaha. Anyway, EOY exams are coming sooon. Very very soon. It's only few weeks left. Study hard 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/2760336216417474662-8248235934471696886?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/8248235934471696886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=8248235934471696886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8248235934471696886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8248235934471696886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/09/look-at-how-gross-my-he-is.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SMvhFEfdWUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/AH7qJqAF3Zk/s72-c/%7Enatasha+176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-6926438974307084289</id><published>2008-09-11T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:43:24.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SMk8lNCwSqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/woTgwfiUkxw/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SMk8lNCwSqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/woTgwfiUkxw/s200/%7Enatasha+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244789850903693986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello. It's already 11.32 and I'm still up, using the laptop. I am posting this because I want to kill my time and luahkan my perasaan. Lately, I am quite sad because I felt that something wasn't right. Friends, school, family(?). I don't know. Friends are turning to enemies. Well, maybe the word Shireen created(frienenemy) is really true. I am very disappointed to see my friends choosing the wrong path in life. Not all, but some. I just hope that you guys know what you're doing as I can't do much to change your thinking mentality. Maybe I might be wrong and whatever, that's why I am not commenting on whatever you people do from now onwards. Next is pre-streaming results. It's a total let down to majority of us but whatever it is I will work harder till I have no more endurance left in me. Lastly I would like to thank nisa for being such a nisa and I love you very much!! lololololol &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/2760336216417474662-6926438974307084289?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6926438974307084289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6926438974307084289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6926438974307084289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6926438974307084289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SMk8lNCwSqI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/woTgwfiUkxw/s72-c/%7Enatasha+153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-2263433549232592174</id><published>2008-09-10T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:31:34.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am currently watching Jeritan Sepi while doing my F&amp;amp;N research. Just now was hilarious cause something happened. I was telling Zul Nina about this 'ugly beauty' who wanted to do something to the extend and risk her life for no apparent reason. Then I met Nisa. I was so happy cause she made my dark and gloomy day so bright. Well, I guess that's the last time I can ever feel that way. I don't know what's going to happen next la but I can sense that its not going to be good. Nights. Leave Me Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2760336216417474662-2263433549232592174?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/2263433549232592174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=2263433549232592174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2263433549232592174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2263433549232592174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-currently-watching-jeritan-sepi.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-6123529293767116711</id><published>2008-09-03T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:08:00.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SL4Xe2bfWQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/URcUqrb6pQM/s1600-h/sheikh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SL4Xe2bfWQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/URcUqrb6pQM/s200/sheikh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241652835080165634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIRST AND FOREMOST,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY SHEIKHER!&lt;br /&gt;STAY CHEERFUL AND DON'T LET THAT CHEEKY SHEIKH SMILE WEAR OFF.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SL4XeYRH75I/AAAAAAAAAJM/pH1gdZHB4TM/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SL4XeYRH75I/AAAAAAAAAJM/pH1gdZHB4TM/s200/%7Enatasha+165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241652826983624594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this one's funny! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SL4Xe9gSlvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QfPANYshQkI/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SL4Xe9gSlvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QfPANYshQkI/s200/%7Enatasha+168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241652836979349234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this one's Zul Nina's fantastic photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, ystd I went to buka puasa(break fast) cum celebrate my belated birthday at Pizza Hut with my friends. Zul Nina, Mutiara Imani and Nur Diyan. It was awesome and I would like to thank them for their time and $$$. Hehe. Thank you so much guys! I love you! I think the rest can-go-and-die. Lol, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, parents fetched me and we went to Geylang. I think it was crap because not many stalls are set up yet and I have always hated those types of atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I bought a pair of white baju kurung while my other family members bought a cream coloured one each, from First Lady. Cause this year my father suggested to wear something cream coloured. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since I have yet to get a cream coloured baju kurung, I guess I have to go back to Geylang again.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-6123529293767116711?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6123529293767116711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6123529293767116711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6123529293767116711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6123529293767116711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-and-foremost-happy-14th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SL4Xe2bfWQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/URcUqrb6pQM/s72-c/sheikh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-7124070488926829563</id><published>2008-09-01T13:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:48:57.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLuYnf983xI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5hq-yJG-gKk/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLuYnf983xI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5hq-yJG-gKk/s200/%7Enatasha+164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240950395739365138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLuYnf983xI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5hq-yJG-gKk/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FIRSTLY,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST COUSIN DANIAL!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE BEST COUSIN.&lt;br /&gt;STAY HANDSOME AND BE A GOOD BOY.&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR O's :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLuYnf983xI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5hq-yJG-gKk/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+164.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLyNFj0WzPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8BhIMlm9BG4/s1600-h/31082008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLyNFj0WzPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8BhIMlm9BG4/s200/31082008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241219193006116082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back from ATC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Overall, it rocked.&lt;br /&gt;Esp the kayaking part. (some people should know whyyy)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, shhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Now my energy's all drained out.&lt;br /&gt;Though I slept more than 12 hrs since ystd.&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess I shall not update till its the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you to these people who had either wished me or given me present:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mutiara, mudd, nisa, marissa, aqilah, xin ru, bearyhip, sheikher, shaikh, faiqah hussin, shakira, nur gulams(thanks for the unexpected call amira!), hamizah, fad, danyal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abg danial, ma'am ain and amera, my tent mates:amirah, seri, emran, wani, aatiqah(thank you for the birthday song), diyan, shireen, atiqah becok, bat, siti and lastly, my family members!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you thank you thank you. You guys have certainly made my day. Especially Tiara :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-7124070488926829563?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/7124070488926829563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=7124070488926829563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7124070488926829563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7124070488926829563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-there-im-finally-back-from-atc.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLuYnf983xI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5hq-yJG-gKk/s72-c/%7Enatasha+164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-6855585731708402587</id><published>2008-08-29T21:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:45:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLf9UX79ajI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DnNp6TfUD2Q/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLf9UX79ajI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DnNp6TfUD2Q/s200/%7Enatasha+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239935217933576754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meet shafiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLf9HMuxL6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Q2fEfaBkxXw/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLf9HMuxL6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Q2fEfaBkxXw/s200/%7Enatasha+159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239934991587159970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meet sheikh syafiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLf9G3vT8-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/04s8oioeYuM/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLf9G3vT8-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/04s8oioeYuM/s200/%7Enatasha+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239934985952293858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet the minahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLf9HVnzfsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/y7SJi6CoAOg/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLf9HVnzfsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/y7SJi6CoAOg/s200/%7Enatasha+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239934993973870274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today we had Teachers' Day celebration cum Aces Day.&lt;br /&gt;We had to walk/run/jog along a 4km route early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;And then, watch Coralites compete in the 4km run.&lt;br /&gt;Syazrin came in first. Guess who came in next? SHEIKHER!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. So proud of him(:&lt;br /&gt;Next was the concert.&lt;br /&gt;First item was Niki's band.&lt;br /&gt;They performed the song "build me up buttercup"&lt;br /&gt;Nice nice. Not bad not bad.&lt;br /&gt;But I still prefer last year's items.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my friends and I went to WS for awhile to eat and find our camp stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Nisa! So happy yet sad :(&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't get to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;Its been like forever since we last met :(&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, I hope I will get to meet her up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been lopsided without you around.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to catch "Money No Enough 2" with Ain, Aqilah, Elf and Nivetha.&lt;br /&gt;Very hilarious and touching!&lt;br /&gt;They cried. Except for Qiqi who kept on laughing!&lt;br /&gt;Around 6+, walked home with her.&lt;br /&gt;I am now very stressed abt tmr's ATC. Idk why also!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, okay la. Byebye people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-6855585731708402587?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6855585731708402587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6855585731708402587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6855585731708402587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6855585731708402587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/08/meet-shafiq-meet-sheikh-syafiq-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLf9UX79ajI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DnNp6TfUD2Q/s72-c/%7Enatasha+144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-8286805734110392267</id><published>2008-08-28T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T20:11:46.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLaVxHegxEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rEQvinud9JU/s1600-h/19082008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLaVxHegxEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rEQvinud9JU/s200/19082008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239539887545304130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;slackerxz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is just too much.(LOL Hamizah)&lt;br /&gt;Today was kind of okay but smth bothered me aft recess.&lt;br /&gt;I am just sick and tired of "friends"&lt;br /&gt;Why do you even bother to call me your friend,&lt;br /&gt;when you do all sorts of bad things behind my back?&lt;br /&gt;The thought of 'friends' really pissed me off recently.&lt;br /&gt;What do my friends know abt 'friends'? Crapperxzx.&lt;br /&gt;That's the first problem.&lt;br /&gt;The second prob. today is Art lesson.&lt;br /&gt;It was just too unreasonable lah.(only 2/2 knows)&lt;br /&gt;But Mr Cheng's lesson(Physics) really ended off my day well.&lt;br /&gt;We got to watch I Not Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Nice show. Too touching till Seri wanted to cry. (which I think she did)&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Then went to Auditorium with Zul and Ham to support Justin!&lt;br /&gt;Omg. He sang damn nice. Blh cair beb!&lt;br /&gt;And found out that he emerged as Champion. Power ah my classmate!&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I went to TM to repair my HP.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the place wasn't packed.&lt;br /&gt;Went home ard 5+ and here I am!&lt;br /&gt;Have to take of my sis now cos she's sick.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-8286805734110392267?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/8286805734110392267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=8286805734110392267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8286805734110392267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8286805734110392267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-just-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLaVxHegxEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rEQvinud9JU/s72-c/19082008%28002%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-3626049728182131380</id><published>2008-08-23T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:47:49.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLAU9bQntdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iVvmiK9Pmrs/s1600-h/15082008%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLAU9bQntdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iVvmiK9Pmrs/s200/15082008%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237709412153931218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLAU9bG-xUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tvTpM0LLG9k/s1600-h/damnsha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLAU9bG-xUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tvTpM0LLG9k/s200/damnsha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237709412113499458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello! Haven't been posting for a very long time cause I have been very busy for the past few days till no time to touch the laptop. School's just so pressurizing for me nowadays, with assignments piling up one after another and tests. I really have no comment for CCA. Its a weekly routine to attend CCA. No complains. Everything's ok. But I think there's something or perhaps someone who is bothering me. Your tremendous change extremely made me feel this way. I hate you but I need you in my life. Maybe you just don't notice this cause you're just too busy with someone else. Ok wtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, who knows who you are: I just want to say thank you for everything. You are the only one who can understand my complications. Thanks for hearing me out all these while, which no one ever does. I might not see you everyday but its okay. Jauh di mata, dekat di hati(?) Hahaha.  Sorry if I've been using the eff words or anything insulting on you. I really don't mean it. I might seem like I don't care and wtv abt you but deep down I actually do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-3626049728182131380?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/3626049728182131380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=3626049728182131380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/3626049728182131380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/3626049728182131380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-havent-been-posting-for-very-long.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SLAU9bQntdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iVvmiK9Pmrs/s72-c/15082008%28015%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-8564179403211035324</id><published>2008-08-09T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:43:23.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SJ2CkmVNkvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vid9nTKNgXQ/s1600-h/rain+rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SJ2CkmVNkvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vid9nTKNgXQ/s200/rain+rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232481907350803186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SJ2Ck_c5YII/AAAAAAAAAHs/_MxuU-4j7gk/s1600-h/07082008%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SJ2Ck_c5YII/AAAAAAAAAHs/_MxuU-4j7gk/s200/07082008%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232481914093920386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, what a night.&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 6+ ystd and woke up at 9 am today.&lt;br /&gt;Too exhausted after what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Okay the National Day celebration in sch ystd was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Better then last year's. As in the events &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But the best part was when NPCC emerged as champions for the fancy drill comp.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Too happy until we lost ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Screamed and shout like hell.&lt;br /&gt;It was seriously unexpected lar. But true enough, our hardwork paid off. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Then aft the celebration, went off with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;From Ws to PRTP to Central and back to Ws.&lt;br /&gt;Where I met Nisa and Tiara, with Zul accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;Then crapped till 2+ and sent Nisa off to the interchange cos she wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;After that lepaked a while and walked Zul home.&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the bustop to go home and saw Hamizah and Danyal.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Wanted to serbu them from behind but they noticed us.&lt;br /&gt;So yahh. Took 81 and went home.&lt;br /&gt;Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;I think Seri rocks.&lt;br /&gt;K bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-8564179403211035324?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/8564179403211035324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=8564179403211035324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8564179403211035324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/8564179403211035324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/08/wow-what-night.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SJ2CkmVNkvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/vid9nTKNgXQ/s72-c/rain+rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-3993802307736749362</id><published>2008-08-04T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T18:26:56.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, I love Sheikher for helping me print my Geog essay!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Thanks alot okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how to repay your kindness.&lt;br /&gt;And, I feel like killing Kenny Tan.&lt;br /&gt;My purpose of going online was actually to send him pictures he took using my phone.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got back my Chem test paper today and it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Too disappointing lar. But serve me right for not studying.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, aft that I had Lit common test.&lt;br /&gt;It was manageable, I hope I did okay..&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/2760336216417474662-3993802307736749362?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/3993802307736749362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=3993802307736749362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/3993802307736749362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/3993802307736749362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-i-love-sheikher-for-helping-me.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-663840514092881261</id><published>2008-08-03T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:36:25.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really cannot be bothered with my blogskin right now. I picked a brown skin eye gave me but end up, this black and white skin appeared. Nevermind. I will mingle around with the codes when I'm free. Anyway, this week has been rather relaxed for me. I don't know why but yeah. Maybe cause the work load is lessen? Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't like this particular person in school cause he/she is giving me hell lots of a problem.&lt;br /&gt;He/She thinks that his/her someone is so damn big that we're damn afraid of him/her.&lt;br /&gt;Go pick up someone of your own size lah.&lt;br /&gt; Who are you to threaten others?&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that you were a nice girl/guy but it seems that you're not.&lt;br /&gt;First impression, always suck.&lt;br /&gt;Just like what Chia said, don't trust your friends too much.tions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtv lah. For all I care, we neither have anything to do with each other nor any connections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. There's Lit common test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to digest the passages Mr Osman gave.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand Shakespeare's language!&lt;br /&gt;Kk, I better go now.&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-663840514092881261?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/663840514092881261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=663840514092881261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/663840514092881261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/663840514092881261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-really-cannot-be-bothered-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-6217558539711391940</id><published>2008-07-29T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:03:25.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes, the thought of friends/bestfriends/close friends really makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know, but it just bothers me everytime I think abt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haiz. Ignore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tag Replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mus: Yes, I am VERY small. Hahaha. Okok, will link you(:&lt;br /&gt;FARIS: I think you can go and die. Our class will win okay!&lt;br /&gt;gen: Hahaha yeah!&lt;br /&gt;nisa: JAGE!&lt;br /&gt;eye: Skola aku powerrrrrr perrrrr. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-6217558539711391940?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6217558539711391940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6217558539711391940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6217558539711391940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6217558539711391940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/07/sometimes-thought-of.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-6587786517235156840</id><published>2008-07-27T14:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:03:24.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIwXe3dpw5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/h9tlrE2q1bs/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIwXe3dpw5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/h9tlrE2q1bs/s200/%7Enatasha+140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227579086522139538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIwXexQD_bI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4EbR2WyqcWs/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIwXexQD_bI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4EbR2WyqcWs/s200/%7Enatasha+138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227579084854525362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIwXejoOSsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SZ5Lpt1HiRM/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIwXejoOSsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/SZ5Lpt1HiRM/s200/%7Enatasha+133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227579081197767362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday we celebrated Racial Harmony Day. Actually no, we celebrated it the whole of this week but we wore our ethnic clothes on Friday. I wore some purple Punjabi suit cos wanted to try out smth different. Hahaha. And surprisingly most of the damnsharians wore purple too by coincidental. So very proud of 2/2 cause everyone single one of us wore our ethnic clothes, which includes Helen. I LOVE 2/2 LA! I think its the best class everrrr. Lol but seriously, you shld observe us. I hope we'll win (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After school, went straight home cause there's NDP training at 3.30. Managed to relax and slack for quite some time before setting off to school. Okay, I'm lazy to elaborate further. Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-6587786517235156840?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6587786517235156840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6587786517235156840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6587786517235156840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6587786517235156840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/07/friday-we-celebrated-racial-harmony-day.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIwXe3dpw5I/AAAAAAAAAHM/h9tlrE2q1bs/s72-c/%7Enatasha+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-4123198452469402908</id><published>2008-07-24T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T12:25:35.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt; Hello! Im currently in school, Computer Lab 4, PC no. 16, with Hamizah sitting next to me and Serindra vertically opposite me. Did some idk what survey abt the school :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Whole class' surfing the net while teacher walking ard. K bye.&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/2760336216417474662-4123198452469402908?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/4123198452469402908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=4123198452469402908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4123198452469402908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/4123198452469402908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-im-currently-in-school-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-5388548170304904003</id><published>2008-07-19T10:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:03:26.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIFd3eMOpnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/z6SvvvpEFP4/s1600-h/DSCF0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIFd3eMOpnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/z6SvvvpEFP4/s200/DSCF0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224560250305029746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIFd3LYMXyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GN7CU8LWfJ8/s1600-h/DSCF0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIFd3LYMXyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/GN7CU8LWfJ8/s200/DSCF0166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224560245254938402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIFdR9DCrjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wqMOc4BFrXs/s1600-h/DSCF0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIFdR9DCrjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/wqMOc4BFrXs/s200/DSCF0158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224559605752966706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIFdRsy3HhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dljeF5J7dpo/s1600-h/DSCF0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIFdRsy3HhI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dljeF5J7dpo/s200/DSCF0157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224559601390132754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello. Things went exceptionally fine this week. Maybe because I did not quarrel with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cpf &lt;/span&gt;often and got to meet up with Nisa often, which never fails to make my day so lively. Even ystd I went home with her, which was when we bumped into Sofea, my enemy in madrasah. Hahaha. Crapped alot in bus until this man beside us kept turning and looking at us -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm currently addicted sports. Like volleyball, badminton, netball. All those games. I don't know why! But volleyball's the in sport in sch right now. Everyday without fail, there'll always be people playing volleyball at the parade square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My studies are fairly okay. Depends on my mood. If I feel happy, I will study. If I feel sad, I will sleep, leaving all my homeworks and revisions incomplete and just wake up for the next day to start anew. I don't know, its like everything I do this week depends on my mood. Sorry if I've hurt anyone or anything. I can't get a hold of myself this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cause he treat his GIRLFRIEND as a GIRLFRIEND but the GIRLFRIEND doesnt care at all."- chia&lt;br /&gt;This quotation really made a big impact on me. Don't ask me why. I am confused, sad, happy, guilty(?)&lt;br /&gt;Mixed emotions within me. I just don't know. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-5388548170304904003?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/5388548170304904003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=5388548170304904003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5388548170304904003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5388548170304904003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SIFd3eMOpnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/z6SvvvpEFP4/s72-c/DSCF0131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-2721905591259058427</id><published>2008-07-12T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:03:26.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SHcMsJvyaYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vnGRpOUmOhU/s1600-h/massacre-in-agricola-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SHcMsJvyaYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vnGRpOUmOhU/s200/massacre-in-agricola-front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221656245629512066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lol don't vomit ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Seri for introducing me to these stuff! Sorry for being so wth at your house back then. Alright, so today, as usual, I had tuition, followed by violin lesson which ended at 7.45 just now. Except that today I'm happy cos Jia La came to my house. Haha got someone to talk to early in the morning. Well yesterday was much of a night. Went to Raffles Hotel, Jubilee Hall to watch Crescendo with my friends. It was terrific to see talented Coralites showcasing their talents and I should say that it was well done. Though some parts were a little screwed up. It all went well. I'll upload the pics once I get it from Diyana or whoever. I'm going to watch my Hana Kimi now! TTFN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-2721905591259058427?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/2721905591259058427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=2721905591259058427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2721905591259058427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2721905591259058427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol-dont-vomit-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SHcMsJvyaYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vnGRpOUmOhU/s72-c/massacre-in-agricola-front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-1873047125057453138</id><published>2008-07-06T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:03:26.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SHC2W5ltHHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/N8ueZ0515AU/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SHC2W5ltHHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/N8ueZ0515AU/s200/%7Enatasha+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219872472654748786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yay Amaini Acid's back! Haha. But it sucks la k. Lol no.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, the mats and minahs from Johor have returned.&lt;br /&gt;Sucker, I don't think they deserve to go for the trip siaa. What's worse is that, they got to sleep in a 5 five hotel. Grrrr. Nvm, nvm. But stilllllllll, my heart's not at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I sent my maid off to the airport at 11. Aunty and Uncle tagged along too. After that, went to eat lunch. And everyone felt so dizzy after that, for i don't know what reason. So, decided to go home. Slept till 3+ and was shocked to receive a call from a minah Johor! Haha. Talked a bit and dozed off cause was still tired. So yah, here I am now. Not sure whether going out tmr cause I don't think I have the mood?&lt;br /&gt;Haiiiiii. And sorry if I don't reply fast/reply to your msgs or answer/return your calls.&lt;br /&gt;Very very busy. Need to take care of my sibs, cook, clean the house, lalala. Ya knoww.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for understanding. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-1873047125057453138?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/1873047125057453138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=1873047125057453138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/1873047125057453138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/1873047125057453138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay-amani-acids-back-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SHC2W5ltHHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/N8ueZ0515AU/s72-c/%7Enatasha+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-2338912672725062031</id><published>2008-07-05T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:03:26.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SG9_tZBVyEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8EJasiJgsns/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SG9_tZBVyEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8EJasiJgsns/s200/%7Enatasha+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219530910933043266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;That's my bestfriend! B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hihi. I made it a point to update my blog cause I don't want to declare it dead, yet. Haha. It's so hard to even on the laptop nowadays. Schedule's damn friggin' tight. Average time I get home is like, 6-7? And after that, I have religious classes, tuition, or so. So yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Tiara just left for Johor ): Velli sad. Lol but she'll be away for only 2 days. So, its kinda okay. Ystd, I didn't attend lessons cause I overslept, but came to school for CCA. Unfortunately, when I was walking towards Tiara at Parade Sq., Helen Tan saw me asked Yu Qian and Eudora to see right away. So I went to see her and got an unreasonable lecture -.- Go away la Helen. Threatened me to produce MC or else I'll be banned from CCA. Wth much? But wtv, Im sure Mdm Nam will be on my side. After that, I decided to go home cause I found out that I didn't have to go for the marshaling at Road Safety Park. Then along the way, I met up with DAMNsha and they said that only a few ppl will be going. I felt so bad, so decided to went back to school. Just when we were about to arrive, we saw the bus leaving us alr. So, they called Seri up to tell the bus driver to wait for us. He waited and we got on the bus at 2.15 instead of 1.30. Marshaling was fun. Especially when working beside DIYANA MY FAVOURITE FRIEND! Lol. But got annoyed by those primary school kids for not obeying the rules. When scolded, they used vulgar on me. Wth? And theres this stupid girl whom I chased after for calling me ji bai(the way Imani spells it lol) cause I wanted to give her saman. Then towards the end, Diyana screamed at the kids cause she's too annoyed. Haha funny sey. Ard 4.30 we had debrief and headed back to school. Just when we arrived, we got scolding from Mr Yap for being late. And obviously, pumpings -.-&lt;br /&gt;Haiiiiiiiiii. But it strengthens your muscles, so yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;Then, Suhaily took us for drills and told us that its his last day taking us. Of course, everyone, started being emo, some even cried(shireen and seri). At 5.30, we were released. Strolled to interchange with Amirah. I think she rocks. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;My maid's going off tmr and everyone in my family is very sad right now. We're sending her off at the airport at ard 11pm. Which means, I'm not going for religious class.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-2338912672725062031?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/2338912672725062031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=2338912672725062031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2338912672725062031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2338912672725062031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/07/hihi.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SG9_tZBVyEI/AAAAAAAAAGE/8EJasiJgsns/s72-c/%7Enatasha+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-459649283757721293</id><published>2008-06-27T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:20:23.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heyhi, school's obviously not fun. And pressurizing as everr. Its only the first week and its alr so  aldkaojr. Imagine if its 1 month. :/ I think everything around me is meaningless. People are becoming asflkaw. Maybe this just a start of something new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-459649283757721293?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/459649283757721293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=459649283757721293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/459649283757721293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/459649283757721293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/06/heyhi-schools-obviously-not-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-7550741180120434109</id><published>2008-06-22T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T16:03:58.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hey, as you all know, today marks the last day of the school holiday. Boo ):&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to complete my Art(painting) and summary hmwk. But there's still a little bit more time right? So, there's no hurry. Haha typical me. Always do things at the very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so everything during the school holiday ran smoothly. Spent most of my time on friends and tuition, I should say. Luckily there's activities, else I would be bored to death at home. Sorry for not updating for quite a long period of time, just too tired. I hope you guys have enjoyed your holidays. See ya tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-7550741180120434109?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/7550741180120434109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=7550741180120434109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7550741180120434109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/7550741180120434109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-as-you-all-know-today-marks-last.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-9002432329248710604</id><published>2008-06-17T10:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:35:06.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey. Ystd I had SANA(Singapore Anti-Narcotics Association) course. Haha yeah. Quite okay, at least more interesting than the CD(Civil Defence) course. Made new friends there. Very cute ppl. Especially the guys in my group. All veryyyyy weird! There's a range from short guy, fat guy, talkative guy and silent guy. I'm the only girl btw. Haha. But nah, its okay, I think my group rocks. Cos we always gang up to tease the fat boy and stuff like that. Haha, childish, I know. Then we had the role play, which was to create a 2 min skit which delivers the Anti-Drug msgs to ppl. Yeaps, and guess whaaaaat? MY GROUP WON FIRST! Hahaha. Power right.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went out to compete against each others' group for tug-or-war. And sorry but I have to mention again, my group got first too.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. So, at the end of the day, I got handful of prizes to drag home. Happy yet sad to go home because of something. After that, went to Compass Point to eat, play xbox at metro!, window-shop andddd thennn, went home :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-9002432329248710604?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/9002432329248710604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=9002432329248710604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/9002432329248710604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/9002432329248710604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-6940142420045315691</id><published>2008-06-13T12:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:04:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ystd went out with tiara. To seri's to deliver her white pants, then Nina's to "study". Haha. Were supposed to finish up some hw but ended up hardcore fighting with Tiara. Lol. Till now it still hurts ya know. Since Zul Nina was too lazy to do hmwk, we ended up not doing. Slacked the whole day. It's okay, once in a while thing. Then at 5+ we left her hse cos Tiara had to go for her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Later, I'm going out with them to Eastpoint cos somebody wants to make for somebody something. Sweet right. Later I tell you guys more. Shall bathe and get ready now. Byebye.&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/2760336216417474662-6940142420045315691?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6940142420045315691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6940142420045315691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6940142420045315691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6940142420045315691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-brought-spastic-child-home-zul-nina.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-2555589004431536278</id><published>2008-06-12T10:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:03:27.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCUOZh_RtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/J5SXMq04JG4/s1600-h/SDC10188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCUOZh_RtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/J5SXMq04JG4/s200/SDC10188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210827743960188626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bus buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCQ_OvdJjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Eg1UjSM6GBg/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCQ_OvdJjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Eg1UjSM6GBg/s200/%7Enatasha+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210824184830961202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the plane with nailala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCQ_2quQjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GwvW64VFQ4Y/s1600-h/SDC10247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCQ_2quQjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GwvW64VFQ4Y/s200/SDC10247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210824195548529202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dayah! we miss u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCRAqGaJoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gS_h_Q3gzHc/s1600-h/SDC10311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCRAqGaJoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gS_h_Q3gzHc/s200/SDC10311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210824209354860162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hell yeah, that's my cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCRA37aUKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/er-piRGxGWI/s1600-h/SDC10412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCRA37aUKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/er-piRGxGWI/s200/SDC10412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210824213066829986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess who's that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPnQCfDQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Mq0_ELY1tTI/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPnQCfDQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Mq0_ELY1tTI/s200/%7Enatasha+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210822673350724866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPn-y5phI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7KQK_mdTbLU/s1600-h/09062008%28049%29-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPn-y5phI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7KQK_mdTbLU/s200/09062008%28049%29-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210822685901825554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL @ seri for taking this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPoQSZf7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3xrlgotNddc/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPoQSZf7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/3xrlgotNddc/s200/%7Enatasha+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210822690597339058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cassy and Katty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPo4N7T0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/UTZ2Ia8tjCs/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPo4N7T0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/UTZ2Ia8tjCs/s200/%7Enatasha+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210822701316001602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How they won against USA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPpEy15KI/AAAAAAAAAEs/B2Moyhzt6Ko/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCPpEy15KI/AAAAAAAAAEs/B2Moyhzt6Ko/s200/%7Enatasha+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210822704692061346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNIJ8BAdI/AAAAAAAAADk/ARjIubMCg2U/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNIJ8BAdI/AAAAAAAAADk/ARjIubMCg2U/s200/%7Enatasha+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210819940113777106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bus buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNI9HqSDI/AAAAAAAAADs/3q36DL48DfY/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNI9HqSDI/AAAAAAAAADs/3q36DL48DfY/s200/%7Enatasha+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210819953852827698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going out of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNJ08_8MI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QqxIc4H847k/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNJ08_8MI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QqxIc4H847k/s200/%7Enatasha+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210819968840495298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drunkards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNK_Gn9mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rSU0FA38Q6A/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNK_Gn9mI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rSU0FA38Q6A/s200/%7Enatasha+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210819988745090658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bye-bye vietnam ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNL6UKCCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Or9PKujMls4/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCNL6UKCCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Or9PKujMls4/s200/%7Enatasha+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210820004639541282" 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/2760336216417474662-2555589004431536278?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/2555589004431536278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=2555589004431536278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2555589004431536278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/2555589004431536278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SFCUOZh_RtI/AAAAAAAAAFc/J5SXMq04JG4/s72-c/SDC10188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-9167050081333579393</id><published>2008-06-11T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:30:13.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hey! Just came back from Vietnam ystd evening. It was awesome can. K, let me brief you guys on what we did and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the airport at 5.15am. Checked-in and planed off at 7+. Sat at the last row with Seri and Shireen(camwhore freaks, sheesh). Halfway thru, they grew hungry and bought a cup of instant noodles each at $5! Wth right. I just endured, and endured. An hour plus or so, we reached our destination. Woohoo! Then, our tour guide,  Mr Ahn fetched us from the airport and brought us to Cu Chi(pronounced as Khoo-Chee)Tunnel since its too early to check-in the hotel. The journey was darn long, can cry. Our butts ached like crazy when we got out of the bus. We explored the place, learned abt the war period, weapons used and went through the underground tunnel. Ahhh, scary. Complete darkness and very squeezy. After everything, we headed off for our lunch. Then, hotel. We were like whoaa cos we expected it to be a low class one. Teacher paired us up and added a sec one into our room grouping. Guess who I got? Seri Amirah Farhanah! Haha. And Cheryl(?). Yupyup. We rested for 1 or 2 hrs and went back down to the lobby to go for dinner and night market. So pissed when got to know that we only had 30mins to shop at a big market. Then went back to hotel. Ate the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;addictive potato chips with Seri and guess what happened next. She got kicked on the face by me while we were fooling abt cause of ehermm. LOL. K, personal. 11pm, teachers came in to check our rooms. Those 2 pigs alr slept by then. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited 2 orphanages early in the morning aft breakfast. First one was at the city while the other's at the countryside. It really was a pity to see them. Especially those at the 2nd orphanage. Most were disabled and won't be able to live long. ): There were so many sad cases. Too many to mention them. Seri, Shireen and Aatiqah became emotional and started crying. Dinner that day was high-class man. Best place I've ever been to. Haha. Then we had our debrief. And... SLUMBERPARTY! At Cassandra's a Katherine's room. GEREK! Hahaha. I slept over at their room that night. And LOL, Cassandra claimed that I punched her in the middle of the night. Hahaha, SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think Katherine and Cassandra are the bestest seniors ever!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had city tour. Last minute bought souvenirs for family members. Then headed off to the airport where we experienced fight between Spore and Vietnam. Hahaha it was cool.Then bought chocos to finish up my Dongs. And planed off at arnd 2. Sat beside to lazy bumps, Amirah and Diyana, who slept all the way through. Hahaha. Was touched to see Adlina and Mutiara waiting for us at the arrival hall. More touched when they presented roses to us. Aww. Thanks kids. I love you guys la! Ate at popeye's and uncle fetched me from the airport aft that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay sorry for the delay of pics. I gotta rush for tuition alr. Bye ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-9167050081333579393?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/9167050081333579393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=9167050081333579393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/9167050081333579393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/9167050081333579393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-just-came-back-from-vietnam-ystd.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-5290960000384811381</id><published>2008-06-05T17:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T09:57:47.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Won't be active till 10th of June. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Your tags will never fail to preserve the smile on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;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/2760336216417474662-5290960000384811381?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/5290960000384811381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=5290960000384811381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5290960000384811381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5290960000384811381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/06/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-475011752585251188</id><published>2008-06-04T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:03:27.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SEa7mtEXRqI/AAAAAAAAADE/oMBMM3SN4mQ/s1600-h/%7Enatasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SEa7mtEXRqI/AAAAAAAAADE/oMBMM3SN4mQ/s200/%7Enatasha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208056292707878562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Birthday Girl On The Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okay, before the hands of the clock touches 12, I would like to wish Zul Nina a HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY! Hope you had a wonderful day today. Haha. Something funny happened just now. Will blog about it tmr alright. For now, goodnight ppl!&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/2760336216417474662-475011752585251188?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/475011752585251188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=475011752585251188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/475011752585251188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/475011752585251188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthday-girl-on-right.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SEa7mtEXRqI/AAAAAAAAADE/oMBMM3SN4mQ/s72-c/%7Enatasha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-6154665750850361749</id><published>2008-06-03T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:52:34.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back by popular demand! Haha. Have not been blogging cos got either got no time to blog or just plainly lazzyy.&lt;br /&gt;Ystd- Went to meet nisaa to give her a special delivery. Ah, she sucks la. Don't wanna talk abt her. Heart-pain. Then, had some gathering at Nina's house. Prepared cupcakes for her birthday party. Best. Took so long to prepare them. From 3 till 9+. Haha. Reached home at ard 10? And mam wasn't home yet -.-&lt;br /&gt;Today- Suppose to go sch for phy but i ended up not going. Cos lazy. Plus more than half the class attended. Then, went T3 to eat. The kway teow goreng was delicious! Ahh, I want summore. Haha. Aft eating, went to Terminal 1 to fetch Taiwan ppl(skytrain!). So fascinated by it! Lol, i know. Then I saw KENNY! Haha. I miss him sey. Get well soon aite. Then sky train-ed here and there with hx, yx, mi, za, na. Too tired, so we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm sleepy, there's some Civil Defence course tmr. Will post moree. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-6154665750850361749?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6154665750850361749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6154665750850361749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6154665750850361749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6154665750850361749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-by-popular-demand-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-5096727479209665625</id><published>2008-05-30T11:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:03:27.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SD-Bg7kiE2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/m_GLI56-_Bk/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SD-Bg7kiE2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/m_GLI56-_Bk/s200/%7Enatasha+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206022097010299746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;our beautiful cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SD-BWrkiE1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/PW3JkUdVsUM/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SD-BWrkiE1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/PW3JkUdVsUM/s200/%7Enatasha+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206021920916640594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;emran's, bat's and aisyah's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SD-BPbkiE0I/AAAAAAAAACs/asldzFBZSq8/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SD-BPbkiE0I/AAAAAAAAACs/asldzFBZSq8/s200/%7Enatasha+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206021796362588994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;mine(gave 1 away to shamira and the other to mut)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SD-BIrkiEzI/AAAAAAAAACk/CptqfjiFc1s/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SD-BIrkiEzI/AAAAAAAAACk/CptqfjiFc1s/s200/%7Enatasha+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206021680398471986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ayunee's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4x4 meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.s in case you all don't know, there's this meme going around blogs, its called 4x4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rules: This meme is called 4x4 Meme. You can read more about it below the fold. Basically you need to choose four of these questions, answer them, then tag four more people.&lt;br /&gt;So without further adieu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Music Artists I’m listening to now&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Secondhand Serenade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ungu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Click 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 websites I visit daily(same as mutiara, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://thou-juliet.blogspot.com/"&gt;t-j&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/"&gt;t-b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogger.com/"&gt;blogger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/user/thoujuliet"&gt;youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 places I'd rather be right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sit somewhere in school with sb while laughing at Mutiara doing her band stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My grandparents' resort at Malacca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cousins' place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 things I look forward to this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;NP camp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Streaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crescendo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Overseas Trip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 people I tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shireen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faris(must do again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Khairunisaa(do and die)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mutiara (do again when u come back :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are the other questions on the meme, choose 4 only:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Jobs I’ve had&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Favorite Foods&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 TV Shows I DVR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Movies I could watch Over &amp;amp; Over&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Places I’ve been&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Places I’ve lived&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Places I want to go&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Music Artists I’m listening to now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 All Time Favorite Musicians&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Shows I have been to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Cars I have owned&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Things I have done in the past 4 years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 websites I visit daily&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 places Id rather be right now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 People I think will respond&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Things I look forward to this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Underrated conversational topics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Alright. I'm finally done with this thing. I've been coughing and sneezing since ystd. My throat feels very pain and my voice keeps changing. So ystd I went for phy class at 8.(cos adlina told me to) But I reached school at 8.35 instead. By then, the class was alr prepared for the 10-20 min test. My brain was seriously faulty can. My eyes darted across the classroom hoping that some answer would come by. I was still at the first few qns when I realized that 95% of the class was gone. So I quickly scribbled some ans and left cos Avril and Kim kept asking me to faster faster. Lol. After that we went to staff lounge to return report books. And along the way, I saw the band freak at the parade sq. Haha. So darn semangat sia, plus arrogant too. After that, I went out of to meet Adlina for our cupcake thinggy. Waited, and waited but only 1 sec 4 turned up and also ayuni, adlina, emran, batrisyia and aisyah. Making cupcakes is actually kinda easy. Now I can make my own cupcakes alr. Yay. Haha. But you still need to have patience. And watch out for some ppl who might just put cream behind ur back without you knowing(like ayuni). Haha. Basket!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess today will be a boring day. Nothing much I can do cause I'm broke plus sick. And also, imani's awayy. Haiz. I'm waiting for Monday. Hope that my mother will give me cash for me to watch movie with my friends..&lt;/span&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/2760336216417474662-5096727479209665625?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/5096727479209665625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=5096727479209665625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5096727479209665625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5096727479209665625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-beautiful-cupcakes.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SD-Bg7kiE2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/m_GLI56-_Bk/s72-c/%7Enatasha+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-6813581331972023749</id><published>2008-05-22T21:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:03:27.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SDzXx7kiEyI/AAAAAAAAACc/hLY4nvQyTcA/s1600-h/%7Enatasha+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SDzXx7kiEyI/AAAAAAAAACc/hLY4nvQyTcA/s200/%7Enatasha+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205272522137932578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Right after camp(unbathed and unbrushed teeth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyyy people. Missed me? haha. Just came back from Bangkok. I went off one day after my sec 2 camp. Anyway, sec 2 camp was awesome! Despite the scorching and all the other factors which made us very very very exhausted and irritated. We actually kayaked round ubin with a double seater kayak under the merciless heat. It was very tiring okayy. But still, it has many memories held within and it wasn't a regret to many of us which includes me as well. Sorry but I'm lazy to describe. Detailed descriptions can be found at shireen's, aatiqah's and some others' blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the trip to Bangkok with my family. It was a 5D4N stay. We stayed in a suite. Baiyoke Sky Hotel. Thailand's tallest tower. Cool huh. I had to entertain and take care of my little cousins most of the time since I'm the eldest cousin there. So cute yet annoying. Haha. There we handful of shopping arcades there. But according to the adults, the prices have gone up already. Very difficult to bargain. But there were alot of cheap, nice printed tees and pants. Dresses and blouses too but price was expensive. Nothing attractive actually. So, I've got nothing nice to buy for some ppl's birthday presents. But I still bought something la since my mum was so generous. We went for sight-seeing and shopping as well. Two main places I like most is the floating market and the dream world. These are the two recommended places. Everything felt so comfortable on the 2nd day onwards. But when it was the last day everyone sad to leave. Cos everything good has to come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm gonna get addicted to Korean dramas(smth I hate, don't believe u can ask ain), all thanks to Afiqah. Ergh. Hate that I love you. Anyway she created this quote, very sweet sey."cause i dont believe in being with him, i dont want to hurt him neither does he" -afiqah 3/7. Haha. Argh, I MISS MY FRIENDS! esp &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mutiara imani bte mahmud said!&lt;/span&gt; Meet up with you guys soon alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before its too late..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 62px; height: 84px;" src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r258/natasha_azhar/natasha051.jpg" /&gt;  and  &lt;img style="width: 63px; height: 80px;" src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r258/natasha_azhar/seri.jpg" /&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/2760336216417474662-6813581331972023749?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6813581331972023749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6813581331972023749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6813581331972023749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6813581331972023749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/05/heyyy-people.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ZmcEVJBXiTE/SDzXx7kiEyI/AAAAAAAAACc/hLY4nvQyTcA/s72-c/%7Enatasha+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760336216417474662.post-98437008054461534</id><published>2008-05-17T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:10:35.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who've been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated my themselves.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who were tagged cannot refusr. These people must stare who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by back. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Do you love yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Haha, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Go die lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Become rich and take over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Like those in fairy tales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. What's your ideal lover like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Someone who has similar mentality as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Ahh, both la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- As long as he wants me to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. If the person you secretly like is attached, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Lay in despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Yes, especially this person who tagged me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10. What do you want most in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Bright future ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11. Is being tagged fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;12. How do you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Hot and sexy mother. Not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;13. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Friends &amp;amp; family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Too good to be true. She rocks laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;15. Would you rather be; single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Single and rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;16. What's the first thing you do every morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Brush my teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;17. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;18. If you fall in love with two people, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;19.What type of friends do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Those who have high tolerance and understands me well, like imani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;20. What type of friends do you dislike?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- Those who thinks they're so gooooooooood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tagged by imani, tagging:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;nisaa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;shireen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;faris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;adlina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;aatiqah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ain abd razak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;seri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;amirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-98437008054461534?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/98437008054461534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=98437008054461534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/98437008054461534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/98437008054461534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/05/people-whove-been-tagged-must-write.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-6470175258670338715</id><published>2008-05-15T18:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:10:58.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Reason why I'm blogging is because I'm extremely furious at somebody. Wah, really cannot tahan. Sometimes I just feel like telling that person off but I don't have the heart to do so. That person's kinda close to me, that's the problem. But whatever it is, I still have to face this person till end of my stay in Coral. Or maybe not. I'll just hope that I won't end up at the same school as that person after I graduate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So today, we got back our Chem and Art papers. Okay, I sucked, should have done the question on painting. Argh! Wasted man. But its okay. At least I still got a B3/4 overall. I've calculated the marks for my Sciences. Roughly around a B for SA. I hope my CA marks will manage to pull my grades up. During Chem, Mdm Huda told us that there will only be 2 pure science classes next year. The chem+bio class is only tentative. Therefore, vacancies for pure science classes are limited. So, people, study hard! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-6470175258670338715?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/6470175258670338715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=6470175258670338715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6470175258670338715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/6470175258670338715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/05/reason-why-im-blogging-is-because-im.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-1676866166905246171</id><published>2008-05-13T20:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:33:12.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today is, BO-RING. Nothing much happened in school actually. Amaini acid's got cca, so, I'm like lost after school? Hahaha. Then, they decided to go PRP. So, I tagged along. But diyana and seri(the two ppl who were so enthu)went home shortly after arriving. Weak sey -.-. So, left me, dayah, aatiqah, hamizah and adlina. We dipped our feets into the coooooool water, lol, and then went to the playground to play weird stuff till 5+. Then, headed off to school to "fetch" mutiara but she said she's gonna end late. So, we went home. Boring rite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyway, I got back my Maths, Eng and MT results alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Here's the results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Maths-77/100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eng P2-31.5/50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;MT P2-59/70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Seri and sheikh were like soooooooo aksyen laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mentang mentang dpt highest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okay, I think that's all for today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-1676866166905246171?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/1676866166905246171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=1676866166905246171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/1676866166905246171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/1676866166905246171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-bo-ring.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-5113834813227203817</id><published>2008-05-11T21:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:08:17.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, since I cannot edit the post, I decided to create a new one.So, kamcheng friend, be honored ar.Cause this post is meant for you.&lt;br /&gt;Well tdy I found the weirdest kamcheng bf ever.&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I don't even know what the hell does that mean!&lt;br /&gt;She is the weirdest of the weirdest.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh laugh laugh like some spastic child.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, she really made me happy today la can?&lt;br /&gt;She's also in the same situation as me, kinda, so she knows how its like.&lt;br /&gt;But hers is worse. tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;I pity her. So skinny and bony, yet have to face with these kinda fat problems.&lt;br /&gt;Stay strong okay!&lt;br /&gt;If you sad, feel free to sms me cause most probably I'm in the same state too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;Today's mothers' day. So, HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY to all mothers out there. I would like to thank my mum for being the most sporting mother ever. Sorry for being rude. As you all know, I treat my mum like my friend. So, we often fight and sometimes, those impolite words are uttered.My family didn't celebrate but we went to East Coast Park to relax.We relaxed, swam, made sand castles and headed off home I think? Lol. I feel like Martyn Pig when I sat by the beach, emo-ing abt idk what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Argh, tmr's marking day. Surprisingly, I'm not happy. I want but don't want to go out. Neither do I want to rot at home. SOMEBODY HELP!?&lt;/span&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/2760336216417474662-5113834813227203817?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/5113834813227203817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=5113834813227203817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5113834813227203817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/5113834813227203817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/05/okay-since-i-cannot-edit-post-i-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-2760336216417474662.post-1451554579577508243</id><published>2008-05-10T13:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:11:40.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hello there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Guess I'm back to blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cause blogs are platforms where you are able to talk to yourself, express your feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And also, ppl keep asking me where's my blog and pestering me to create one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So as to kill boredom and satisfy those humans, I've decided to create a blog, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thanks to mutiara and seri as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Okayy, do expect more posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760336216417474662-1451554579577508243?l=thou-btf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/feeds/1451554579577508243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2760336216417474662&amp;postID=1451554579577508243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/1451554579577508243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760336216417474662/posts/default/1451554579577508243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thou-btf.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-there-guess-im-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>natasha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15358936741538127382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
