<?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-15383680</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:50:36.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dressed to kill</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15383680.post-113447566674941038</id><published>2005-12-13T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T04:13:17.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my account had been hacked.... ONCE AGAIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no way am i gonna spend like another two and a half hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;typing and adding ppl to my account again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so im currently using fadli's another account for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks eh? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to tht freaking hacker,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are you happy now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dunno wad on earth do u want from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is dis some kind of revenge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wad do u f*cking have against me?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FACE ME and tell me u're the person who hacked my account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont be a pathetic freaking coward pls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i noe its the SAME person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i noe its the same freak who hates me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THT MUCh to hack my account TWICE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont you have smth better to do??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;get a life la! cos of u, im feeling so f*cked up again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope you're reading this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"THANKS" for making my life sooo much "EASIER" to handle now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;satisfied now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bloody hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$&amp;*#&amp;amp;$(@&amp;amp;#()).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113447566674941038?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113447566674941038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113447566674941038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113447566674941038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113447566674941038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-account-had-been-hacked.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113386643415546460</id><published>2005-12-06T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T02:56:36.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I had this sudden urge to go out wif my frens.&lt;br /&gt;After so much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt;-lets-go-out.-oh-no-i-dont-feel-like-going-oh-man-i-dont-have-money-arh&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;it all boiled down to us going out again.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;miss them la. ahahas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OH WELL!&lt;br /&gt;moving on,&lt;br /&gt;watched harry potter again wif tht someone a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;i did not have a good movie experience at all.&lt;br /&gt;Even if the movie was good, i didnt enjoy it. not at alll.&lt;br /&gt;partly cos the tickets were selling fast and we had to&lt;br /&gt;sit at the second &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; row. i was squirming around in my seat.&lt;br /&gt;my butt,neck and everything else&lt;br /&gt;hurt like shitt by the time the movie ended. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i was pissed. like hell.&lt;br /&gt;BUT. tht someone cheered me up wen we were on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wad a gurl wants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mmmm..&lt;br /&gt;moving on. moving on..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;mama signed me up for this two days course thingy&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i had to go for it.&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo mad at her for waking me up so early&lt;br /&gt;cos i slept at 4/5 plus one night before.&lt;br /&gt;all cos of tht SOMEBODY! ahahahs&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting the class started at 9 and ended at 6.30!&lt;br /&gt;how looong is tht?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I didnt noe wat drove me into such behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;i felt bad for shouting at my mama early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to go for this course.. ONCE AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;it was bad AT FIRST. i had a big-eye-bags day. How ugly.&lt;br /&gt;i wore black long-sleeved shirt. black pants &amp;amp; black scarve.&lt;br /&gt;so gothic-like. eee.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt in a mood to wear colourful clothes u see.&lt;br /&gt;familiar faces, familiar attitude.&lt;br /&gt;i've been to dis course before.&lt;br /&gt;so i knew most of them. funny fun ppl there. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;heh. and once again,&lt;br /&gt;my religious experiments are a total failure.&lt;br /&gt;cos as soon as i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;i was stucked on my comp again..&lt;br /&gt;its just so irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;but mum,&lt;br /&gt;i assure you that I will try my very best to resist these temptations.&lt;br /&gt;once sch reopen- tht is.&lt;br /&gt;Being responsible is absolutely tough but necessary.&lt;br /&gt;so have faith in me please. =)&lt;br /&gt;i learnt tht line from the ustaz there. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;loooook. i paid attention ok! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im feeling better aft having flu and blocked nose every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;now tht its over,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are starting to irritate me.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes hurt from rubbing vigourously.&lt;br /&gt;They are bloodshot now. urghhh.&lt;br /&gt;such a troublemaker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;supposed to go for the course again today.&lt;br /&gt;but silly me, i woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;called mum aft tht somebody called me.&lt;br /&gt;mama said i dont hafta go. mannnn.&lt;br /&gt;god noes i felt so goddamn guilty&lt;br /&gt;after hearing the disappointment voice in her.&lt;br /&gt;wish i would have woke up earlier.&lt;br /&gt;im such a lazy arse. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad's forever giving me false hopes.&lt;br /&gt;i'd really appreciate it if you could spare a thought for me.&lt;br /&gt;im damn frustrated wif him.&lt;br /&gt;he's really stingy. =&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay. im done wif the updating.&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have my way, I'd move your ass out of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you're my very&lt;strong&gt; first&lt;/strong&gt; thought in the &lt;u&gt;morning&lt;/u&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;last &lt;/strong&gt;at &lt;u&gt;nightfall&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113386643415546460?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113386643415546460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113386643415546460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113386643415546460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113386643415546460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-had-this-sudden-urge-to-go-out-wif.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113324229578766456</id><published>2005-11-28T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:34:09.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;im sickkkkk!!&lt;br /&gt;weak like fuck!&lt;br /&gt;flu in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;block nose at night.&lt;br /&gt;wad on earth?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;arghhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. i must be strong. -.-&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i was boreddd to death yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to play some games cos i really had&lt;br /&gt;no idea wad else to do.&lt;br /&gt;so den i came across dis dress up celebrities game.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SOOOOOO FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;i noe i sound so childish or watever.&lt;br /&gt;but its seriously fun!!&lt;br /&gt;i got some pics of the celebrities i did.&lt;br /&gt;heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;gawddd.&lt;br /&gt;im talking crap arh. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hdksfgskguwrblsfsfashajdajropasjfsgvasg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the only reason y i update today is&lt;br /&gt;partly cos im bored &amp;amp; to show off my AWESOME "WORK" .&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;so here it is. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/USHER.jpg" /&gt; USHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/phoebecharmed.jpg" /&gt; PHOEBE (CHARMED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/mary-kateandashley.jpg" /&gt;MARY-KATE/ASHLEY OLSEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/kellyclarkson.jpg" /&gt; KELLY CLARKSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/JESSEMCCARTNEY.jpg" /&gt;JESSE MC CARTNEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/HARRYPOTTER.jpg" /&gt;HARRY POTTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/angelinajolie.jpg" /&gt;ANGELINA JOLIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/amylee.jpg" /&gt;AMY LEE (&lt;strong&gt;EVANESCENCE&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nice rite???? HEHEHE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alriteeee.&lt;br /&gt;gotta get some rest now.&lt;br /&gt;bbb.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the piccies. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113324229578766456?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113324229578766456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113324229578766456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113324229578766456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113324229578766456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-sickkkkk-weak-like-fuck-flu-in.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113308345371320805</id><published>2005-11-27T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:25:55.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;hey.&lt;br /&gt;band investiture yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;nth much laa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hate to admit dis.&lt;br /&gt;but dis year investiture was very different from the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;i prefer the last year one.&lt;br /&gt;yes. ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;watever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DEN DEN&lt;br /&gt;ateeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;tt was one of the BEST part of itt.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;but the chicken tastes awfully AWFUL! =s&lt;br /&gt;but heck, i was hungry..&lt;br /&gt;so i just stuff everything inside lar.&lt;br /&gt;eheheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AFTER THT,&lt;br /&gt;carrried some of the instruments from sch hall&lt;br /&gt;back to band studio.&lt;br /&gt;TIRING ARHHHHHH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OH YEA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I SAW MRS ONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;SHE REMEMBERS ME!!!! =DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay. back to the story..&lt;br /&gt;walked back and forth&lt;br /&gt;non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;good thing was, I FOUND OUT LOADSS OF SECRETS.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;johnston told me smth bout somebody.&lt;br /&gt;den fadliLY also. =D&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY LIKES EVERYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so went back wif him.&lt;br /&gt;eheheh..&lt;br /&gt;guess nobody spott us together.&lt;br /&gt;ahahas.&lt;em&gt; phew&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;had a fun fun time wif him. (:&lt;br /&gt;den at homeeeee,&lt;br /&gt;conference wif him &amp; dale.&lt;br /&gt;den add ma gf in also. =D&lt;br /&gt;funnn ehhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;talked to him on the phone den.&lt;br /&gt;he crapped alot larr.&lt;br /&gt;kiter awak semuer terkluar.&lt;br /&gt;l0l.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;slept at 3+ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TODAY ;&lt;br /&gt;found out something bout him just now.&lt;br /&gt;i almost broke down in tears can??&lt;br /&gt;haisss. im not gonna elaborate anything here.&lt;br /&gt;so. yea.&lt;br /&gt;i'll end here den.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BYEEEEEEEEe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOU&lt;/u&gt;! take care of urself.&lt;br /&gt;im worried bout you noeee. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113308345371320805?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113308345371320805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113308345371320805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113308345371320805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113308345371320805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113297769774074578</id><published>2005-11-26T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T20:06:19.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 255px; HEIGHT: 190px" height="296" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/14910625_eff6b648d6.jpg" width="431" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;inside,&lt;br /&gt;my heart is&lt;em&gt; breaking&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;my make-up may be &lt;em&gt;flaking&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but my &lt;u&gt;smile&lt;/u&gt; still stays on..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on top of it, i earn the&lt;strong&gt; kill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to find the &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; to carry on...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ps: happy bdae to IZZAN! =D luv ya gf &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113297769774074578?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113297769774074578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113297769774074578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113297769774074578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113297769774074578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/inside-my-heart-is-breaking.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113273533627645994</id><published>2005-11-23T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T00:46:29.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 163px; HEIGHT: 190px" height="190" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/ChrisMuse-bass.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;muse bassist!! WOOHOO!! MY &lt;strong&gt;IDOLA&lt;/strong&gt;! wahhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;REPLIES TO SALLY'S BLOG ON MY DARLING'S BEHALF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; were the one who gave him ta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; even admited he's boring &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tht lead guitars are&lt;br /&gt;more challenging.&lt;br /&gt;but who was the one who stood by him?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;amp;now you said you want him back?? tht he luvs YOu more than ME??&lt;br /&gt;OH PUHLEASEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;smack back to reality, gurlfren!&lt;br /&gt;wad goes around comes around..&lt;br /&gt;muahahhas. -&lt;em&gt;evil laugh&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;If you hate me, i hate you too.&lt;br /&gt;It aint my fault im better than you. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NOW TO MISS &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;JAYNIE WEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;my another bestie.&lt;br /&gt;(HEY HEY! it ryhmes!! -.-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;a few months ago, while i was still in school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAYNE &lt;/span&gt;&amp; i luv to argue bout whether hilary duff's better&lt;br /&gt;or lindsay lohan.&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, i was on lindsay lohan's side.&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY.. i meant N O B O D Y at ALL was on my side!&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; JAYNE &lt;/span&gt;was unluckily supported by another hilary's freak fan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FITRI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;they were complaining almost EVERYTHING about lindsay.&lt;br /&gt;bout how she dresses, how hilary's voice sounds so much better than hers,&lt;br /&gt;how she COPIES hilary's style, her appearance and all.&lt;br /&gt;they even commented on her boobs.&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE THT?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;slaps forehead&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;STILL. i was such a faithful fan and stayed on lindsay's side.&lt;br /&gt;if lindsay noes me, she'll be soo proud of me&lt;strong&gt; ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i stayed STRONG and believed tht &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAYNE&lt;/span&gt; will SOMEDAY prefers lindsay more than hilary.&lt;br /&gt;chey wah.. and GUESS WAD?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I WAS RIGHT!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOOOOHOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAYNE&lt;/span&gt; hates hilary now. she calls her a horse -.-&lt;br /&gt;how rude.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. who cares.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought hilary was up to no good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAYNE&lt;/span&gt; ADORES lindsay now. listen to her blog song man!!! its LINDSAY LOHAN.&lt;br /&gt;WHO WAS THE GURL WHO MADE FUN OF LINDSAY LOHAN LAST TIME?!&lt;br /&gt;WHO WAS THE GURL WHO USED TO LOVE HILARY DUFF SOOO MUCH?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;sings&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who's tht girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where's she from&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;no.. she cant be the one..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HEHEHE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i dunno wads the point of me writing me all these.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas. -.-&lt;br /&gt;make dem sound like a loser. =x&lt;br /&gt;hehehs. no la..&lt;br /&gt;I just want them to admit im the best!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;practically, cos i have no idea wad to update about band pract. today.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to update bout those two losers.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. they're gonna smash my head for calling them losers.&lt;br /&gt;ahahas. who cares. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PS: you guys should noe im just joking eh? no matter how LAME u guys are,&lt;br /&gt;you're still my bestfrens!! hehe. im soo sweet rite?? =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LASTLY,&lt;br /&gt;TO &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NURVENA TITI MARDIANA BTE MARTAINI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wad happen to you??&lt;br /&gt;KE MANER KAU LESAP HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;no news no nothing..&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. i miss you lar..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;i bet you're smiling now!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kkk. gtg now..&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE. -&lt;em&gt;waves&lt;/em&gt;-.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113273533627645994?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113273533627645994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113273533627645994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113273533627645994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113273533627645994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/muse-bassist-woohoo-my-idola-wahhas.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113263874463882719</id><published>2005-11-22T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:54:34.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLEEDING &lt;em&gt;IN&lt;/em&gt;SIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you,&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;more than &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; kn&lt;/em&gt;ow)&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you,&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;when&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; piss me off&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you,&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are braver than me&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;i aim to&lt;strong&gt; please&lt;/strong&gt; you,&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;because &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; please me&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you,&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;because you tease me&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;you,&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;unless you want me to&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you...&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;em&gt;without&lt;/em&gt; you..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;my world &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113263874463882719?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113263874463882719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113263874463882719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113263874463882719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113263874463882719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/bleeding-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113259392230213159</id><published>2005-11-22T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T09:27:33.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;while waiting for tt someone ta call me l8er,&lt;br /&gt;i decided to update since i got nth better to&lt;br /&gt;do rite now other talking to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XIN YI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;heehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;woke up real early at 8.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt get into sleep la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;was kinda excited.&lt;br /&gt;cos i get to see him aft so long. &lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but i wasnt on time for band&lt;br /&gt;cos i got back to sleep eventually&lt;br /&gt;&amp; woke up at 11+ .&lt;br /&gt;i was late, &lt;strong&gt;of cus&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;reached band room.&lt;br /&gt;mr goh was shocked to see me, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;cos he gave the surprised look wen&lt;br /&gt;i entered..&lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;br /&gt;reported to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RASYIQA&lt;/span&gt; before i went for&lt;br /&gt;sectionals.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i pract. like siao ok?&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we started the same routine again.&lt;br /&gt;played fate of the gods &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;stuff.&lt;br /&gt;played it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;toooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; much til the song is still&lt;br /&gt;playing in my head rite now&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so went to eat at plaza wif &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SALLY &lt;/span&gt;aft band pract.&lt;br /&gt;ate at long john silver.&lt;br /&gt;i was really really &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; FULL. &lt;strong&gt;bloated&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;crapped around wif her aft tht.&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;den went home.(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;kkkk.&lt;br /&gt;done wif the entry.&lt;br /&gt;bb now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113259392230213159?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113259392230213159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113259392230213159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113259392230213159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113259392230213159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/while-waiting-for-tt-someone-ta-call.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113232878222263869</id><published>2005-11-18T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T07:48:24.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;WOOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;good news&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;u&gt;good news&lt;/u&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WATCHED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARRY POTTER&lt;/strong&gt; AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;for a moment like dis&lt;/em&gt;.. *&lt;strong&gt;sings&lt;/strong&gt;* hehes.&lt;br /&gt;i've waited sooo long for dis moment to arrive and finally...&lt;br /&gt;haiiiii....&lt;br /&gt;cant describe how im feeling rite now. ahahas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the movie was a wonderful, super brilliant, fantastic, magnificent, opulent, tremendous, stupendous, bedazzlement movie!! WOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. &lt;u&gt;bad news&lt;/u&gt; now. &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to dis salon after watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to trim my hair abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rimas&lt;/em&gt; la. ahahs&lt;br /&gt;i told de lady i wanted to thin de back of my hair &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;den she OBSERVED my hair for sooo long&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why also..&lt;br /&gt;den snap here snap there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she ended up cutting my fringe also!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i made it soo clear tht  i&lt;strong&gt; only&lt;/strong&gt; wanted de BACK of my hair trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT MENTION ANYTHING ABOUT MY FRINGE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bodoh&lt;/em&gt; betol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i totally totally TOTALLY dunno wad to do wif my hair alr.&lt;br /&gt;moreover,&lt;br /&gt;im going malaysia tmr for two days.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like dis.. AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;URGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;WADS HAPPENING TO MY LIFE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113232878222263869?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113232878222263869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113232878222263869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113232878222263869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113232878222263869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/woohooo-good-news-good-news-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113206659798455310</id><published>2005-11-15T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T07:02:50.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 121px" height="121" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/55226885_bb20aa1454_m.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;destroying the wall.. as always. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; HEIGHT: 124px" height="674" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/PICT0016.jpg" width="856" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;baby cousin. LOOK AT HER SMILE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 162px" height="620" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/PICT0018.jpg" width="434" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 207px" height="796" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/IMG_0272.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 180px" height="703" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/PICT0003.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my mama. luv her! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 149px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="160" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/th1155551d.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/hee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute rite?? ahahas. i put tht on her. &lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt; HEE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/55232584_77f070529c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;shhh. she's sleeeeeeping. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/55233108_2faf93a657_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLOSE-UP pic of my sweetie. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/55227342_56d2c9f577_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113206659798455310?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113206659798455310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113206659798455310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113206659798455310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113206659798455310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/destroying-wall.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113203389505444885</id><published>2005-11-15T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T05:55:50.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;wads &lt;strong&gt;more &lt;/strong&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;'re never really there &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113203389505444885?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113203389505444885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113203389505444885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113203389505444885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113203389505444885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/wads-more-for-me-to-say-youre-never.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113170684944521240</id><published>2005-11-11T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T03:02:26.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;hey!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;soooo&lt;/strong&gt; fun!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VENA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SALLY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAYNE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FITRI&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAHIDA&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MR BANGLA&lt;/span&gt; =S &amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DALE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;god noes i wasnt in the mood lately..&lt;br /&gt;but they TOTALLY turned my world &lt;u&gt;upside-down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;yesterday! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we wentta EAST COAST yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;dunno wassup wif &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FITRI&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;she suddenly turned into some adventurous kid.&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to go to esplanade la, arcade la, east coast la.&lt;br /&gt;all tht all tht la.&lt;br /&gt;ahahas. cute la she. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;VENA&lt;/span&gt; rented a bicycle each while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAYNE&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WAHIDA&lt;/span&gt; rented rollerblades.&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; was wif &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FITRI&lt;/span&gt; the whole time can??&lt;br /&gt; thought she was faithful to me. =(&lt;br /&gt;haissss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cycled here and there wif &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VENA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;was fun like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hellllllllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;but tiring at the same time too.&lt;br /&gt;BUT it was worth it rite?&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;rest awhile at the beach there wif &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FITRI&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SALLY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WHOA. i luv tht place! ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wanna move at all la.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wanna leave tht place.&lt;br /&gt;my butt was almost stucked there until &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VENA &lt;/span&gt;suddenly&lt;br /&gt;felt like cycling again.&lt;br /&gt;so we cycled again.. &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;.. again.. &lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt; again..&lt;br /&gt;until my legs felt so numb tht i couldnt even&lt;br /&gt;FEEL it moving.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas. nahhhhh. im just exagerrating. xP&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT DEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it started raining..VERY VERY HEAVILY!!&lt;br /&gt;we were all damn wettt by the time we reached the bustop.&lt;br /&gt;stopped at plaza singapura.&lt;br /&gt;took 147 and went ta cineleisure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DENNNN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MR BANGLA&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DALE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;heeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;hang around cine. talked, laughed, joked around. den watched movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just like heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; DALE &lt;/span&gt;LUVS &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;GO SPREAD TO THE WHOLE BAND MEMBERS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. u're dead alreadi! =x&lt;br /&gt;had soo much fun crapping around wif them. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MR BANGLA&lt;/span&gt; sent me back home aft tht. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. im done! byeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VENA&lt;/span&gt;: im done wif the 411. ahahahhas. want more? come online la!! ahahs. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113170684944521240?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113170684944521240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113170684944521240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113170684944521240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113170684944521240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-yesterday-was-soooo-fun-thanks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113137689680381896</id><published>2005-11-07T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T07:21:36.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf is wrong wif you??&lt;br /&gt;i was such a blardy fool to think FOR A MOMENT,&lt;br /&gt;u're gonna change for &lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt; sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wtf&lt;/strong&gt;. wtf. &lt;strong&gt;wtf&lt;/strong&gt;. wtf. wtf&lt;strong&gt;fff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ffff&lt;strong&gt;ffffff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to my gf. i poured out all my sufferings at her just now.&lt;br /&gt;i luv her! ahahas. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. dont feel like updating much. see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113137689680381896?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113137689680381896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113137689680381896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113137689680381896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113137689680381896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/wtf-is-wrong-wif-you-i-was-such-blardy.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113124638894512921</id><published>2005-11-06T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T05:02:21.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kkies. QUICK update cos i gotta go out soon.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BDAE TO MISS&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; JASMINE&lt;/span&gt;. =D&lt;br /&gt;i luv you&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas. and lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;/span&gt; to all islams/muslims .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;samer2 kite bermaaf-maafan&lt;/em&gt;. ahahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. bye! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113124638894512921?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113124638894512921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113124638894512921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113124638894512921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113124638894512921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/kkies.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113084757451318959</id><published>2005-11-01T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T04:23:24.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Bassrawks.gif" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;woohooo. bass rocks! -looks at sally- =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="542" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Shoes.jpg" width="498" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hari raya shoeeeeeees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 171px" height="655" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/ussss.jpg" width="399" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me. farhan. sis. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; HEIGHT: 105px" height="386" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Pic013.jpg" width="461" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i wanna buy dis for scruffy! pretty rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 185px; HEIGHT: 155px" height="391" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Pic012.jpg" width="389" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...but i have dis in mind also. l0l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 144px" height="321" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Pic008.jpg" width="434" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish my name was spelled dis way. at least its UNIQUE abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 209px; HEIGHT: 149px" height="312" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Minehis.jpg" width="402" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 183px; HEIGHT: 149px" height="728" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/meFARHAN.jpg" width="876" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me. farhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 175px; HEIGHT: 114px" height="96" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Meandmama.gif" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;mum kissing me! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 149px" height="366" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/kakME.jpg" width="387" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis &amp; me! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Cat-nip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cats nip! ahahhahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 207px; HEIGHT: 167px" height="378" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Adidaswaitin4burgers.jpg" width="540" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADIDAS. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="1208" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/2478.jpg" width="791" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey!&lt;/strong&gt; WHOA.&lt;br /&gt;i've been very busy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hari raya&lt;/span&gt; coming mah.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nyways,&lt;br /&gt;few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;mama bought paint to paint our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and WE(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt; and me) painted it!!&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FIRST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;VERY tiring but fun too.&lt;br /&gt;my house looks pretty now.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;next day..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BAND!&lt;br /&gt;played fate of gods.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play mononoke la!!&lt;br /&gt;dammit.&lt;br /&gt;went to bp plaza wif &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jayne&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wahida&lt;/span&gt; after band.&lt;br /&gt;break fast at kfc.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas. and yea&lt;br /&gt;i saw THT someone. heee.&lt;br /&gt;kay. enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;serious stashing!&lt;br /&gt;wad a nice way to celebrate &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;DEEPAVALI&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;aint it?&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas. no laa.&lt;br /&gt;basically,&lt;br /&gt;i spent my day mostly on CLEANING&lt;br /&gt;up the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; mess in my house!&lt;br /&gt;i found lots of stuff under my bed!&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;earrings&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; papers&lt;/em&gt;, guitar &lt;em&gt;picks&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;stationaries&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;scruffy&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;em&gt;toys&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;all those stuff tht i THOUGHT was alr missing.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alrite. gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANNOUNCEMENT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; more days to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HARI RAYA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;$$$$$$$$$. $D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113084757451318959?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113084757451318959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113084757451318959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113084757451318959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113084757451318959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/11/woohooo.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113047994847027038</id><published>2005-10-28T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T23:14:41.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;bare wif me.&lt;br /&gt;cos im gonna complain a hell lot of stuff like tmr's&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;-takes a DEEEEP breath-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;everybody knows tht&lt;br /&gt;today was the last day of sch&lt;br /&gt;and everything went finee&lt;br /&gt;until tht fatASS(ah tan) caught my&lt;br /&gt;untucked/pinned shirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i didnt tuck it in la.&lt;br /&gt;BIG DEAL!!!!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;he caught me wen i was alreadi getting&lt;br /&gt;used to the &lt;em&gt;uncomfortness &lt;/em&gt;of my sitting place&lt;br /&gt;in tht vincent hall.&lt;br /&gt;he just LOVES to embarrass ppl man.&lt;br /&gt;he was shouting at the TOP OF HIS BLOODY LUNGS at me&lt;br /&gt;wen i was RIGHT infront of him!!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT HAVE TO SHOUT RITE?!&lt;br /&gt;i can hear you, dammit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;today was the last day of sch okay?!?&lt;br /&gt;give chance arh.&lt;br /&gt;bloody ass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sesunggunya aku tengah puasa&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;he sent me back in wen i was &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONFIRMED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;dressed as a TOTAL nerd.&lt;br /&gt;0.o&lt;br /&gt;after the presentation and the giving&lt;br /&gt;of awards,&lt;br /&gt;we went back to our classroom.&lt;br /&gt;got back my record book.&lt;br /&gt;mrs gan said i slacked alott. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i shall say this -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; happy wif my results.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; happy wif my results.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; happy wif my results.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; happy wif my results.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; happy wif my results.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;from the edge to the ENDING edge of the record book,&lt;br /&gt;i hate EVERY bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;at THAT moment,&lt;br /&gt;i totally lost hope in myself..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I SWEAR,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im gonna study my ass off next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;looking on the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;its my vocalist/r. guitarist/bestfren's bdae today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JAYNE WEE XIN YI &lt;/span&gt;is her name.&lt;br /&gt;chey wahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JAYNE&lt;strike&gt;YY&lt;/strike&gt;!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i feel so guilty cos i couldnt get&lt;br /&gt;her anything.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS i kinda treated her badly just now. =(&lt;br /&gt;i was in a bad mood, wad do u expect?&lt;br /&gt;im SOOOOO SORRY!!&lt;br /&gt;u'll get ur bdae present soon &lt;em&gt;once&lt;/em&gt; i have the money.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i have ALOT more to complain about actually.&lt;br /&gt;but i shall keep it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay. gotta rush off to sch now! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113047994847027038?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113047994847027038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113047994847027038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113047994847027038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113047994847027038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/10/bare-wif-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-113025171701211991</id><published>2005-10-25T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T07:51:13.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;HEYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;im backkk. ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;cant believe im missed.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;lots of things happened while i was&lt;br /&gt;well... "&lt;em&gt;gone&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lessons, fasting, EXAMS,&lt;br /&gt;finished exams, &lt;strong&gt;PARTAY!!&lt;/strong&gt; jamming!&lt;br /&gt;drummers, my band, my bass guitar, rotting -.-&lt;br /&gt;the used fever! him(:, results!&lt;br /&gt;rotting again and again and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;again.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;i agree i have such a boring life sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;haissssss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;will update more next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;see ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-113025171701211991?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/113025171701211991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=113025171701211991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113025171701211991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/113025171701211991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/10/heyy-im-backkk.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112815283852040445</id><published>2005-10-01T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T00:49:41.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;hey!&lt;br /&gt;hadnt been updating much..&lt;br /&gt;ahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well anyway,&lt;br /&gt;met izz yesterdae.&lt;br /&gt;she waited for me aft sch&lt;br /&gt;wen i spotted her,&lt;br /&gt;she actually &lt;em&gt;RAN&lt;/em&gt; &amp; hugged me&lt;br /&gt;den started crying.&lt;br /&gt;she told me wad happened...&lt;br /&gt;den suddenly i got mad!&lt;br /&gt;i really couldnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;tht particular person's really a JERK man!!&lt;br /&gt;h0w could u said &lt;strong&gt;u luv her&lt;/strong&gt; and let her believe&lt;br /&gt;all the fucking &lt;u&gt;sweet&lt;/u&gt; talk&lt;br /&gt;and den left her wondering &lt;strong&gt;wadda hell &lt;em&gt;went&lt;/em&gt; wrong&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well.. anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt spend much time wif her&lt;br /&gt;cos i gotta rush home.&lt;br /&gt;she's &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; okay.&lt;br /&gt;and i blame &lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt; for the state she's in rite now.&lt;br /&gt;terribly selfish &lt;em&gt;son&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bitch&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fact bout izz:&lt;br /&gt;she &lt;em&gt;wasnt&lt;/em&gt; who i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thought &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;today was okayy.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE SAID THOSE &lt;strong&gt;3 WORDS&lt;/strong&gt; TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; im currently &lt;strong&gt;OVER&lt;em&gt;joyed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NONO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gotta concentrate on my studies firstt. =x&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. BYE. &lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;waves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darling, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stand &lt;em&gt;by&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112815283852040445?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112815283852040445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112815283852040445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112815283852040445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112815283852040445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-hadnt-been-updating-much.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112797972714903862</id><published>2005-09-29T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T00:42:07.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 3rd ANNIVERSAY TO ME AND SALLY.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy. happy. happpppyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;for OBVIOUS reason. heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112797972714903862?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112797972714903862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112797972714903862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112797972714903862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112797972714903862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-3rd-anniversay-to-me-and-sally.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112773723611149936</id><published>2005-09-26T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T05:23:01.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I cant &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;u&gt;sight &lt;/u&gt;of you.&lt;br /&gt;I cant &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what you put me through.&lt;br /&gt;I cant &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all the &lt;u&gt;thought &lt;/u&gt;of you.&lt;br /&gt;I cant &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all the things you do.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you try, to justify?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I SUCK BIG TIME AT PRETENDING!&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna just let out wad im feeling rite now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Are you ready?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okey.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BELIEVE I JUST WASTED dis &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4+ months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on practically &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOTHING!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; did i choose to wait for him?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i must be blind to not notice he doesnt love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel happy you fucked up my mind?!&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so lost and betrayed&lt;br /&gt;why does this happen to me everytime??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;those who bother to notice me just now,&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt smiling much.&lt;br /&gt;lets just say i wasnt myself&lt;br /&gt;for the WHOLE day just now.&lt;br /&gt;It seems funny to me how fucked things can be.&lt;br /&gt;im not doing great&lt;br /&gt;I feel like im dead, not thinking straight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must dis stupid problem occur &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rite now?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exam's coming!&lt;br /&gt;i need to study man. ARGHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;so much for studying hard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why wont dis memories fade?&lt;br /&gt;Outside I had to lie; "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm okay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;",&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday, I'll stop getting pain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;B O R E D .&lt;br /&gt;okay. i hate to say this.&lt;br /&gt;but i HAVE to study.&lt;br /&gt;haha. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112773723611149936?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112773723611149936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112773723611149936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112773723611149936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112773723611149936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-cant-stand-sight-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112762662472801419</id><published>2005-09-25T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:40:45.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;YESTERDAY WAS FUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas&lt;br /&gt;me, vena, sally and joel went to town.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch fadli's band perform&lt;br /&gt;but it started at 7pm&lt;br /&gt;so we went to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cineleisure&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i wanted DESPERATELY to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THE CAVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but joel and sally wanted&lt;br /&gt;to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE RED SHOES&lt;/span&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;you noe tht ghost story...&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wanna watch it AT ALL la.&lt;br /&gt;but they dragged me in...&lt;br /&gt;so i got no choice but to tag along.&lt;br /&gt;=( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so movie started at 5.10&lt;br /&gt;and it was only around 3+ wen we got&lt;br /&gt;the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to this particular place&lt;br /&gt;to eat. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;while sally and vena was "away",&lt;br /&gt;i was in HELL wif joel.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas. was bored to death arh!&lt;br /&gt;he was too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so joel talked,&lt;em&gt; listened&lt;/em&gt;, talked.&lt;br /&gt;i listened, &lt;em&gt;talked,&lt;/em&gt; listened.&lt;br /&gt;den we laughed, laughed, laughed&lt;br /&gt;until vena and sally came back.&lt;br /&gt;ahahas.&lt;br /&gt;okey. tht was lame. -.-&lt;br /&gt;but tht was EXACTLY wad we did.&lt;br /&gt;so yea...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;after tht,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the back of taka.&lt;br /&gt;joel usual "hang-out" place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SLACKED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we saw lots of BUTT-CRACKs!!&lt;br /&gt;and majority were from malays.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;WEAR UNDERWEAR LAR!&lt;br /&gt;disgraced the malay masyarakat sehx.&lt;br /&gt;wahahhas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went back just in time to watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;joel freaked me out till i wanted to&lt;br /&gt;refund the ticket!&lt;br /&gt;but i noe thts impossible... =(&lt;br /&gt;so had to find the &lt;em&gt;COURAGE&lt;/em&gt; to watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;sat beside sally!&lt;br /&gt;can say,&lt;br /&gt;we were both scared to DEATH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;freaky u noe.&lt;br /&gt;at tht point. i really wanted to hug somebody!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;i was so scared. &amp;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up hugging my own body. =(&lt;br /&gt;i broke out in fear sweat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OH YEA.&lt;br /&gt;AND WE FOUND OUT THT MOVIE WAS NC16!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhahas. who cares.&lt;br /&gt;we alreadi got the ticket anyway.&lt;br /&gt;wahahs!&lt;br /&gt;BUYING THT TICKET WAS A WASTE!&lt;br /&gt;i still dont get the whole story..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THOSE WHO SNATCH THE SHOES WILL GET KILLED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;yea. So?!????!!!?&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;after watching the movie,&lt;br /&gt;rushed back to watch fadli's band performed.&lt;br /&gt;"DISMAY" were the song they wrote.&lt;br /&gt;oh no. DALE wrote it!&lt;br /&gt;NICE EHHHHHHH. xD&lt;br /&gt;dunno whether they win annot.&lt;br /&gt;cos we went out of tht place as soon as the&lt;br /&gt;band finished performing.&lt;br /&gt;so must wait till fadli comes online.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DENNNNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;it was around 8+ wen we reached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HEEREN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;searched for pretty clothes.&lt;br /&gt;found none. :(&lt;br /&gt;and guess who we saw?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAUFIK BATISAH&lt;/strong&gt; AND MR GOH! (band instructor)&lt;br /&gt;i spotted mr goh from behind.&lt;br /&gt;he was wearing this sleeveless shirt,&lt;br /&gt;showing off his muscles.&lt;br /&gt;WHOAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;first time, i saw him liddat. =x&lt;br /&gt;okey la. he looked ok to me.&lt;br /&gt;sally said he looked so gay. =xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SO ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;den we saw &lt;strong&gt;taufik batisah&lt;/strong&gt; on the way&lt;br /&gt;out of &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;heeren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw him u noeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt on screeen or anything. ahahas&lt;br /&gt;sweeett.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and we walked around orchard&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;and i found dis pretty shirt at &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;K&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;bought one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;by the time we reached&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Far east&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;it was alreadi around 9+ and i really wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;HUNGRY LIKE HELL LAR.&lt;br /&gt;joel didnt wanna go home YET.&lt;br /&gt;so he called tht &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;homosexual &lt;/span&gt;guy(simon)&lt;br /&gt;and we seperated from there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on the way home,&lt;br /&gt;there were PLENTY of banglas around my&lt;br /&gt;block corner.&lt;br /&gt;and they kept giving me dis disgusting LOOK. =S&lt;br /&gt;so i called mama to come down&lt;br /&gt;just to be safe. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OH YEA OH YEA!!&lt;br /&gt;I SAW ETHAN ONG AGAIN!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;cuteeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;toook lotsa pics of him!&lt;br /&gt;will upload it soon! ahahhahas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OKEY.&lt;br /&gt;i better start studying now!&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS COMING!!!&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. bb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's the hardest thing I'll ever have to do&lt;br /&gt;TO PRETEND tht i dont love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112762662472801419?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112762662472801419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112762662472801419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112762662472801419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112762662472801419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/yesterday-was-fun-ahahahhas-me-vena.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112731416333477186</id><published>2005-09-21T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T07:52:51.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to update.&lt;br /&gt;cos my frens's bugging me to update. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;CME and PE were the first two periods&lt;br /&gt;before recess.&lt;br /&gt;den it was maths, english and art.&lt;br /&gt;maths was &lt;u&gt;okay&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;english was &lt;u&gt;fine &lt;/u&gt;too.&lt;br /&gt;ART!!!! my fav. period&lt;br /&gt;and ms siti didnt come!!!&lt;br /&gt;dammit la!&lt;br /&gt;have to&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; tahan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wif tht whoever teacher.&lt;br /&gt;she gave us worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;plenty&lt;/span&gt; of 'em. but i finished it&lt;br /&gt;on time. yes. ahahs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;after sch was &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;vena,gf and me went to jayne's house.&lt;br /&gt;actually, jayne was suppose&lt;br /&gt;to teach me&lt;em&gt; SOMETHING&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cant tell wad cos i noe my mum's reading dis. 0.o&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT MY EYES ON YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;k. back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;so my buddy couldnt leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;she loves me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tooooo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; much to leave me alone you see.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahs!!&lt;br /&gt;so she and my gf came along to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INDEED,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turned out &lt;em&gt;FUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;PLUS chaotic!!&lt;br /&gt;we were dancing like maniacs!&lt;br /&gt;dancing along wif our TWIST trademark everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DEN jayne taught me dis and tht.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to her -&lt;br /&gt;i was suddenly interested in sahida's bf!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas. xP&lt;br /&gt;he's too handsome arh..&lt;br /&gt;his hair is so silky black!&lt;br /&gt;got strings2 somemore!!!&lt;br /&gt;i just cant resist.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;so yea. her bf offered HIMSELF to me.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt influenced him or anything OKAY?!??!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;accept reality, sahida. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i luv my bf now you noe.&lt;br /&gt;hehehes.&lt;br /&gt;who doesnt? xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so we spent the rest of our time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;practising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;practising&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and sahida have to&lt;em&gt; tahan&lt;/em&gt; her&lt;br /&gt;LATEST bf.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs! poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;she was &lt;u&gt;really &lt;/u&gt;suffering!&lt;br /&gt;tsk.tsk.&lt;br /&gt;and i still love mine.&lt;br /&gt;you cant take him back.&lt;br /&gt;he's mine now!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhahahhahahas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;jayne wee xin yi's house is like &lt;strike&gt;hell&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;there's all kinds of instruments&lt;br /&gt;lying everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;keyboard, drums, guitar plus ANOTHER one&lt;br /&gt;AND another one!&lt;br /&gt;looooooooool!&lt;br /&gt;it was greatt.&lt;br /&gt;vena was &lt;strike&gt;a lil  &lt;/strike&gt; extra crazy!&lt;br /&gt;she's like some &lt;em&gt;sotong&lt;/em&gt; who cant sit still.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;guess she was the one who cause us to be&lt;br /&gt;sooo crazy too! l0l.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i luv it when you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one, TWO STEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;post the 'TWIST' trademark&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HhahHAhahahHas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anywayyyy,&lt;br /&gt;dont you think &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bassist &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;are soooo&lt;br /&gt;COOOL?!?!&lt;br /&gt;heheheHehHe.&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;u&gt; obvious&lt;/u&gt; reasons,&lt;br /&gt;i find bassist so cool now!&lt;br /&gt;INCLUDING the one in jayne's band.&lt;br /&gt;=DDDD&lt;br /&gt;nyehehe. no lar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;homosexual &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning im attracted to the same sex. -.-&lt;br /&gt;actually,&lt;br /&gt;i just like the word.&lt;br /&gt;-.- b&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iosexual's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nice too.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;watever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;alot of things have been going on&lt;br /&gt;around me.&lt;br /&gt;wif those SYUQRI rumours spreading&lt;br /&gt;around the sec2s. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;-- raise eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;and mostly ME who's trying really hard&lt;br /&gt;to buck up in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;and lots. lots. MORE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hais. i dont wanna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;so BYE!&lt;br /&gt;i alreadi updateeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;hehehhehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- i wonder why i cried.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i tried&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i go thru all this trouble&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why i cant seem to let you go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112731416333477186?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112731416333477186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112731416333477186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112731416333477186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112731416333477186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112693634852874106</id><published>2005-09-17T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:03:59.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;EHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can stop it alreadi annot?!!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;getting on my nerves u noe?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have you had ENOUGH??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have you had YOUR FUN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have you told the WHOLE WORLD yet?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wads so funny bout ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;breathing thru my mouth?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LAUGH FOR ALL YOU WANT ARH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont find it funny &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;god. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112693634852874106?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112693634852874106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112693634852874106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112693634852874106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112693634852874106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/ehhhhhcan-stop-it-alreadi-annotgetting.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112688605706033945</id><published>2005-09-16T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T17:41:44.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; HEIGHT: 132px" height="154" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/ring.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HEY.&lt;br /&gt;erm. okay.&lt;br /&gt;history.&lt;br /&gt;mrs gan was absent.&lt;br /&gt;did some worksheets and all.&lt;br /&gt;okay. okay la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MT.&lt;br /&gt;"YOU THE MAN!!"&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahhahhas.&lt;br /&gt;before tht,&lt;br /&gt;franciso and co. taught me a new word.&lt;br /&gt;WO YAO FANG PI!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhahahahs. =S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;RECESS.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. same thing again.&lt;br /&gt;ate.&lt;br /&gt;drank.&lt;br /&gt;crapped around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MATHS&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;some stupid embarrassing thing happened to me&lt;br /&gt;UNLUCKILY,&lt;br /&gt;mira and rasx saw IT.&lt;br /&gt;hey. hey.&lt;br /&gt;i told you alr..&lt;br /&gt;i breathe thru my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; ASK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be born tht way okay?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW SHUT UP ALREADI!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gawddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;they made me so paiseh for the whole day&lt;br /&gt;sehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;- cover face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;their MOTIVE: to embarrass me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;their ACHIEVEMENT: did end up embarrassing me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;like i said,&lt;br /&gt;mrs gan didnt come to sch.&lt;br /&gt;so did WORKSHEETS again.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt enjoying myself cos&lt;br /&gt;MRS VINCENT was our relief teacher.&lt;br /&gt;"I'LL BE RIGHT BACK!" - mrs vincent&lt;br /&gt;oh please. ahahahas =P&lt;br /&gt;fitri and me kept laughing non-stop&lt;br /&gt;but soon,&lt;br /&gt;it was getting boring again.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AGAIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mira was still sitting there. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BECAUSE OF &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR OF SLEEPING IN CLASS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;CANT YOU SEE WAD U'RE DOING TO ME?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;pasrah aku dibuatnye.&lt;br /&gt;hahahAHAHAHaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GEOGRAPHY&lt;br /&gt;blalalala.&lt;br /&gt;i was TRYING really really REALLY&lt;br /&gt;hard to pay attention&lt;br /&gt;but my eyes were heavy.&lt;br /&gt;den suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;i totally lost interest in studying.&lt;br /&gt;it kinda sucks wen THAT happened.&lt;br /&gt;x(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BAND&lt;br /&gt;bing yang, claudia, shi ying and javis&lt;br /&gt;ALL HUGGED THE PINK PILLOW!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the SAME pillow which johnston&lt;br /&gt;had stuffed it under his ARMPITS,&lt;br /&gt;his SOCKS&lt;br /&gt;PLUS cleaning the&lt;br /&gt;percussion instruments.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahHAHHAHAhahahahas!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;was laughing like siao arh!&lt;br /&gt;ahahhahas!&lt;br /&gt;yumi thought i was crazy. =x&lt;br /&gt;skipped the interviews.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alrite. done.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ripped this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;cares&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for you&lt;br /&gt;if thts wad it takes to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;forg&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112688605706033945?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112688605706033945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112688605706033945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112688605706033945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112688605706033945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112662073862632491</id><published>2005-09-13T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T07:45:58.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHOEVER WHO HACKED MY FREAKING &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E-MAIL ADDRESS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IF I FIND OUT WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU'RE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IF YOU HATE ME SO MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CAN YOU AT LEAST BE MORE REASONABLE AND TELL ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UPFRONT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; INSTEAD OF HACKING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY ACCOUNT?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAVE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OF PPL'S E-MAIL&lt;br /&gt;ADD THERE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU EXPECT ME TO ADD EVERYONE'S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E-MAIL ADD &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BACK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUCK FUCKING ASSHOLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY PRETTY EMOTICONS ARE GONE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I CANT READ MY MESSAGE HISTORY ANYMORE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I USED TO HAVE HUNDREDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OF CONTACTS oKAY?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HATE THAT WHOEVER PERSON WHO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DID DIS TO ME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HATE YOU!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well "THANKS" for making my life much much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MORE miserable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but seriously, i dont need dis. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&gt;:((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VENA! thanks for the e-mail adds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kekekes. &lt;3s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my e-mail now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:dressed2kill-@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dressed2kill-@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ADD NOW. hehes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112662073862632491?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112662073862632491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112662073862632491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112662073862632491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112662073862632491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/whoever-who-hacked-my-freaking-e-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112637061649118919</id><published>2005-09-11T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T09:43:36.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;heyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JUST A QUICK UPDATE ABOUT "EVENTS" tht &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happened during this holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt; : went out wif &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;sally &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;vena&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeee. funn!! ahahhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt; : rotting day. bleahs. ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt; : nth. STILL rotting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THURSDAY &lt;/span&gt;: went jamming wif &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;jayne&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;sahida&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;vena&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;her sis&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HER SISTER'S SO CUTE U NOEEEE. ahahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"CHUBBYness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;jayne&lt;/span&gt; is a pi gu!!!!!!! =P jk jk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;: band. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;fadli &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;johnston&lt;/span&gt; returned! weeee. fun. fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;fadli&lt;/span&gt; looks so cute playing the triangle. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;yumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said he'll looks more adorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if he wears a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mini skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahahs! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he scared me the whole nite yesterdae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was so freaked out till &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldnt sleep. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;him. bad. him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;: nth. nth. nth. &lt;em&gt;SIGH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;: which is [&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;looks at the time&lt;/span&gt;] NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess it'll be just another rotting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;day again. and i gotta finish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my homework. =Z&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALRITE. done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DONT MISS SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i miss ETHAN! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112637061649118919?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112637061649118919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112637061649118919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112637061649118919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112637061649118919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/heyyjust-quick-update-about-events-tht.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112627914945186465</id><published>2005-09-09T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T08:19:09.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo yao ti ni de pi gu. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112627914945186465?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112627914945186465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112627914945186465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112627914945186465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112627914945186465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/wo-yao-ti-ni-de-pi-gu.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112597832146204384</id><published>2005-09-05T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T20:48:25.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 156px" height="279" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/716bd14c.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 215px" height="700" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Piccie334.jpg" width="774" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yum yum. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="710" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/EthanOng.jpg" width="795" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ETHAN ONG. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 167px" height="741" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Ethan4.jpg" width="732" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 yrs old, Ethan playing the drums. im in love wif him. - drooools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; HEIGHT: 186px" height="703" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Ethan3.jpg" width="697" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yet another him. told ya im in love wif him. =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="533" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Ethan2.jpg" width="471" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ISNT HE ADORABLE?!!?! -screamss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112597832146204384?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112597832146204384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112597832146204384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112597832146204384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112597832146204384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/yum-yum.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112576158534864542</id><published>2005-09-03T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T08:40:13.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 138px" height="165" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/36222709.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Here's Your Letter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Blink 182.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cut the skin to the bone&lt;br /&gt;Fall asleep all alone&lt;br /&gt;Hear &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; voice in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Lose myself in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Choke my voice Say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;as the world falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Fuck I can't let this kill me, let go&lt;br /&gt;I need some more time to fix this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's a letter for you&lt;br /&gt;But the words get confused&lt;br /&gt;And the conversation dies&lt;br /&gt;Apologize for the past&lt;br /&gt;Talk some shit take it back&lt;br /&gt;Are we cursed to this life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fuck I can't let this kill me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need some more time to fix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need some more time to fix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need some more time to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fix this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im talking to the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;My life just lost all meaning&lt;br /&gt;Do one thing for me tonight&lt;br /&gt;im dying in this silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The last star left in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Is falling down to earth and&lt;br /&gt;Do you still feel the same way&lt;br /&gt;Do you still feel the same way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fuck I can't let this kill me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I need some more time to fix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I need some more time to fix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I need some more time to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fix this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;IM SOOOO MUCH IN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;WITH DIS SONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;* *&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GULP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;* *&lt;strong&gt;blink&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;de whole lyrics is meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;explains wad im going thru rite now.&lt;br /&gt;you gotta noe im referring to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WHATSHISNAME&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;if you're not coming back,&lt;br /&gt;please. please. dont give me dis&lt;br /&gt;HOPE like u're coming back..&lt;br /&gt;dont say you care for me if you intend&lt;br /&gt;to just hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;i guess you dont mean anything&lt;br /&gt;you said to me on the other nite..&lt;br /&gt;you're confusing me.&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; hurts&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; like&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WHY DID GOD CHOSE ME out of million ppl&lt;br /&gt;to go thru DIS kind of suffering?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i dowan to find a reason&lt;br /&gt;to get angry with god!&lt;br /&gt;but. i. cant. help but wonder.&lt;br /&gt;why must it be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i wont talk about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;makes me wanna cry only.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;getting tht hp tml.&lt;br /&gt;just hope &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dad&lt;/span&gt; keeps to his promise.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;si hui&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SEE &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;STARS&lt;/span&gt; TOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;I ENVY YOU! ahahahs&lt;br /&gt;how come singapore has very little&lt;br /&gt;stars around?&lt;br /&gt;i asked &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fadli&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he told me his corner has no stars too&lt;br /&gt;except for one. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;he lives near my house u see.&lt;br /&gt;i looked out the window. i saw two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;two shiny pretty stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hais. saaaaddd...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alrite. gtg nw&lt;br /&gt;bb (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the hardest part of walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;away from you was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you wont come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/adios.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112576158534864542?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112576158534864542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112576158534864542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112576158534864542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112576158534864542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/heres-your-letter-blink-182.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112567580385669080</id><published>2005-09-02T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T08:49:22.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; HEIGHT: 139px" height="148" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/loveabout.gif" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got sore eyes!! dammittt.&lt;br /&gt;wad a "great" news to start off wif&lt;br /&gt;aint it? :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyways.&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day celebration was..&lt;br /&gt;not exactly a BORE but not exactly FUN too.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to describe la.&lt;br /&gt;alrite.&lt;br /&gt;i'll write down some points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;entertaining&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;BOOORING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;~&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;okok la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fadli&lt;/span&gt;'s band sang PROMISE-matchbook romance&lt;br /&gt;and rum is for drinking not for burning- senses fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fadli&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dale&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;elliot &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ulrich&lt;/span&gt; were doing&lt;br /&gt;well... but tht VOCALIST damn spoilt the whole&lt;br /&gt;thing. but it was cool overall. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(+)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: another band performed. boring. i wanted to sleep actually. =x&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; (-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: mr keh's speech. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(-)(-)(-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;+++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;farhanah&lt;/span&gt;'s band (~)&lt;br /&gt;: 3/2 performance. (+)&lt;br /&gt;: de malay gurl who made fun of almost&lt;br /&gt;all the teachers. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(+) (+) &lt;/span&gt;=D i was laughing like hell! ahah&lt;br /&gt;: the magician. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(+)&lt;/span&gt; i still couldnt figure&lt;br /&gt;out how he did all those magics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is tht all? well.. i guess i only remember&lt;br /&gt;those few. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft sch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vena&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sally &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; jayne &lt;/span&gt;wanted to go&lt;br /&gt;jaming at bt timah.&lt;br /&gt;me and&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; fitri&lt;/span&gt; decided to come along.&lt;br /&gt;wentta eat at mcds.&lt;br /&gt;den followed them and went jamming together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamming was fun... indeed.&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my voice!&lt;br /&gt;it gets all shaky wen im nervous.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS MY FIRST TIME OKAY?!!&lt;br /&gt;so obviously i was nervous.&lt;br /&gt;still, the band's not complete yet.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;we're trying. we're trying. we're trying.&lt;br /&gt;rite? ahahhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wentta westmall to buy grandma a gift. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went home aft tht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE GOES MY DAY..&lt;br /&gt;down the drain....&lt;br /&gt;ahahahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; all the miles that separate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They disappear now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;when im dreaming of your face.&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/15383680-112567580385669080?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112567580385669080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112567580385669080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112567580385669080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112567580385669080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-got-sore-eyes-dammittt.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112556525940099905</id><published>2005-09-01T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T02:23:27.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="255" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/ph_2003_eos06_mediumF1000030.jpg" width="405" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;its strange tht&lt;br /&gt;after all this while,&lt;br /&gt;the sight of you still gives me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;butterflies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HEY!&lt;br /&gt;lots of things happened&lt;br /&gt;lately. -sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alrite..&lt;br /&gt;on TUESDAY. during DNt,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AMIRA&lt;/span&gt; fell downnn!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;sadly,&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED IT LA.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt see her fell down!!&lt;br /&gt;said by her: "i thought de chair was there mah&lt;br /&gt;so i sat down la. "&lt;br /&gt;u see she THOUGHT the chair was at dis&lt;br /&gt;particular place and she&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sit down but it so happened tht&lt;br /&gt;the chair was few inches away from her "target"&lt;br /&gt;and thts how she fell down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ahahhas. mcm nangke busok ehk?&lt;br /&gt;aku tak nampak arhh. sedih. sedih.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;cute la she. =D&lt;br /&gt;and and.. oh!&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;ACTING&lt;/strong&gt; section leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ILDAF&lt;/span&gt;(i call him tht) won the best drummer&lt;br /&gt;award.&lt;br /&gt;yes. yes. yes.&lt;br /&gt;proud of him. (:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;which was YESTERDae&lt;br /&gt;was teacher's day EVE.&lt;br /&gt;stupid of our sch.. we didnt celebrate&lt;br /&gt;it. instead it was postpone to friday.&lt;br /&gt;TSKK. tskk.&lt;br /&gt;so lessons were as normal.&lt;br /&gt;went back to my pri sch wif &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jayne&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vena&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ATE their nasi ayam.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;50 cents&lt;/span&gt; only u noe?&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;food in sch now all cost MORE than&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; 50cents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;other than de tidbits la.&lt;br /&gt;HAis..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we dont treasure wad we had&lt;br /&gt;until its over. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;AT NITE.&lt;br /&gt;smth happened.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno whether i should be&lt;br /&gt;happy or sad about the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;i lied awake the whole nite..&lt;br /&gt;Wondering whether you mean wad u&lt;br /&gt;just said earlier.&lt;br /&gt;all i need is something&lt;br /&gt;true to believe.&lt;br /&gt;i want the truth even it all hurts me&lt;br /&gt;pleaseee? ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go out wif my frens&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; asked me to take&lt;br /&gt;care of my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind actually..&lt;br /&gt;afterall, im doing a FAVOUR&lt;br /&gt;for my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;im a good gurl u noe. ;D&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. no la..&lt;br /&gt;so stayed at home..&lt;br /&gt;did practically NOTHING useful&lt;br /&gt;other than cleaning&lt;br /&gt;my own room.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahs. =x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;IM BORED TO DEATH&lt;br /&gt;AND I NEED SOMEBODY TO ENTERTAIN&lt;br /&gt;ME!!! ANYBODY?&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE?&lt;br /&gt;calling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;calling &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;-SIGH. no one. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alriteeee.&lt;br /&gt;gtg now..&lt;br /&gt;i got serious stashing to do..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. =x&lt;br /&gt;bb (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;scared standing alone in the crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Did you give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when I was nowhere to be found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Did you get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tired of being left all alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Do you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;better now that you're on your own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;answer me. please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112556525940099905?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112556525940099905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112556525940099905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112556525940099905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112556525940099905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-strange-tht-after-all-this-while.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112532732773327273</id><published>2005-08-29T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T07:55:27.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;beginning of the week &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had pretty much been like a zombie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shouted at LOTS of ppl in de morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;practically cos i couldnt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;control my emotions and frustration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus i wasnt smiling much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wasnt friendly around ppl nwoadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im truly, deeply,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; honestly SORRY. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seems like i dont noe the real me anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like im falling apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant i get rid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of dis f-cking ANGER?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like a volcano inside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inside my heart, my blood, my stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bitterness&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopelessness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jealousy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bitter memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that flows through me all de time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can I possibly feel so many things at once?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep in my heart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tears are there as my soul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cries in agony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in pain thats hard to bear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from the torture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;done to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just SOMEONE could erase all my pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and turn them into joy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my Anger would disintegrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;into a beautiful mist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of RELIEF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i knew tts not gonna happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SIGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the case wif HER was finally solved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BY ME OF COURSE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she told me she felt more secure now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she promised me to tell me wads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going on wif her life and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still have tht feeling of GUILT tht&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i made her cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; instead of scolding me back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she thanked me for giving her a chance to explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything thts going on around her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at least,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AT THT TIME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt special. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just dont feel like talking about my day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today at sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i guess i'll stop here..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea..&lt;br /&gt;bb. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sorro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ABSENCE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112532732773327273?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112532732773327273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112532732773327273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112532732773327273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112532732773327273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/beginning-of-week-had-pretty-much-been.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112515556243531621</id><published>2005-08-27T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T08:15:26.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF U DUNNO HOW TO APPRECIATE US, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEN WE WILL GO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IF YOU FEEL MORE CONFIDENT WIF UR F-CKING "FRENS" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEN GO AHEAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IF YOU THINK U'RE BETTER OFF ALONE, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUFFERING, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KEEPING EVERYTHING INSIDE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;INSTEAD OF TELLING US UR F-CKING PROBLEMS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEN WE WILL LEAVE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE WILL LEAVE YOU&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; FOREVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; IF THT MAKES &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU F-CKING HAPPY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im telling you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've had ENOUGHH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112515556243531621?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112515556243531621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112515556243531621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112515556243531621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112515556243531621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-u-dunno-how-to-appreciate-us-den-we.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112507222837728359</id><published>2005-08-26T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:03:48.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 186px; HEIGHT: 214px" height=313 alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/z6667434.jpg" width=277&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;&lt;U&gt;these wounds wont seem to heal. this pain is just too real.&lt;BR&gt;theres just too much tht time cannot erase. -&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;BR&gt;im beginning to think tht&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;mr lim&lt;/FONT&gt; doesnt actually sux tht much.&lt;BR&gt;afterall, he was the one who&lt;BR&gt;got me,&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt; jayne, fitri and sahida &lt;/FONT&gt;out of trouble &lt;BR&gt;just now.&lt;BR&gt;heee. =D&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;HISTORY &lt;BR&gt;did the essay thingy&lt;BR&gt;i was actually confident bout my answers.&lt;BR&gt;hehehe.&lt;BR&gt;but im not confident ill pass though.&lt;BR&gt;well at least, i DID try. (:&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;MALAY&lt;BR&gt;took back our test papers.&lt;BR&gt;i got the highest for the first test paper.&lt;BR&gt;hehehe.&lt;BR&gt;i thought &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;nabihah&lt;/FONT&gt; was the one who got 39&lt;BR&gt;cos &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;mira&lt;/FONT&gt; told me tht.&lt;BR&gt;den cikgu said out my name.&lt;BR&gt;: &lt;EM&gt;NADIAH, 39&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;WOOOOOtttt.&lt;BR&gt;ahahs. tyco arhh. =P&lt;BR&gt;AND SHE SAID IM REALLY IMPROVING.&lt;BR&gt;ahahas.&lt;BR&gt;okok. ill stop itt. =xx&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;MATHS.&lt;BR&gt;i finished my work all thanks&lt;BR&gt;to &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;zi xiang&lt;/FONT&gt;! ahahhas.&lt;BR&gt;he TAUGHT ME LA!&lt;BR&gt;ahahas! happy now? -.-"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;ENGLISH&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;vena&lt;/FONT&gt; was sick.&lt;BR&gt;so she went home i thinkk.&lt;BR&gt;=(&lt;BR&gt;went to MRL. yet again.&lt;BR&gt;but the gurls were not using the&lt;BR&gt;comp as we alreadi did the &lt;BR&gt;"thura's diary" testt.&lt;BR&gt;so it was the guys turn.&lt;BR&gt;sat wif &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;jayne and co.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;helped &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;chen li&lt;/FONT&gt; to do the deco on the&lt;BR&gt;robotics scrap book i think.&lt;BR&gt;i practically wasted 30 mins &lt;BR&gt;on those.&lt;BR&gt;i was trying to waste my time u see.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;skip skip skip&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;went for band.&lt;BR&gt;practically DRAGGED &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;jayne&lt;/FONT&gt; to stay.&lt;BR&gt;ahahhas&lt;BR&gt;den while&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt; sally &lt;/FONT&gt;and me were on &lt;BR&gt;our way to buy food,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;mr lim&lt;/FONT&gt; asked us if we wanted to&lt;BR&gt;go to chestnut dr. ta support&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt; ebby and gang&lt;/FONT&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;sally&lt;/FONT&gt; and me agreed. &lt;BR&gt;den went back to band storeroom to ask&lt;BR&gt;the rest if they wanted join us too.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;ras.geraldine.fitri.jayne.sally&lt;/FONT&gt;.me&lt;BR&gt;all went to chestnut dr. together.&lt;BR&gt;ahahhaas.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;long story. &lt;BR&gt;cut it shortt.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;rasx&lt;/FONT&gt; and &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;geraldine&lt;/FONT&gt; went back to&lt;BR&gt;sch even BEFORE the whole thing&lt;BR&gt;started.&lt;BR&gt;me and the rest stayed behind though.&lt;BR&gt;listened to the teachers stupid&lt;BR&gt;BORING speeches.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;MR LIM&lt;/FONT&gt; WAS SLEEPING okayy?!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;jayne&lt;/FONT&gt; and me took a pic of him.&lt;BR&gt;wahahhas.&lt;BR&gt;den waited and waited for the presentation&lt;BR&gt;to startt.&lt;BR&gt;seems like AGES we've been sitting there.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;EM&gt;time fly by..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;by the time the whole teachers&lt;BR&gt;finished wif their speech,&lt;BR&gt;it was alreadi 5.&lt;BR&gt;and we hafta be back by then.&lt;BR&gt;so we skipped the whole presentation&lt;BR&gt;and walked back to sch wif &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;Mr lim and the guys&lt;/FONT&gt;.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;BAND was okayy.&lt;BR&gt;spent like only 30 mins in there?&lt;BR&gt;LOL.&lt;BR&gt;AND WE PLAYED MONONOKE!!!!&lt;BR&gt;like FINALLY! =D&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;went home wif sally.&lt;BR&gt;talked about tht HER again.&lt;BR&gt;she was always so sad but she &lt;BR&gt;never said a word.&lt;BR&gt;we cant understand you if you&lt;BR&gt;dont let us to.&lt;BR&gt;and you said NO ONE UNDERSTANDS YOU!?&lt;BR&gt;how could we understand you? you nvr tell anything at ALL.&lt;BR&gt;hais. mad la.&lt;BR&gt;GRRRR.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;okayyy.&lt;BR&gt;done.&lt;BR&gt;really tired rite now.&lt;BR&gt;so SEE YA!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff99ff&gt;here i stand alone wif dis weight&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc66cc&gt;upon my heart&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;and it will not go away.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;in my head, i keep on looking back,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;right back to the start&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc66cc&gt;wondering wad it was that made you change.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112507222837728359?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112507222837728359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112507222837728359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112507222837728359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112507222837728359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/these-wounds-wont-seem-to-heal.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112489370391118192</id><published>2005-08-24T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T07:28:23.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 224px" height=239 alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/z6235468.jpg" width=339&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=4&gt;why must there be a wall between us?&lt;BR&gt;why must there be a secret us?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;HEY!&lt;BR&gt;whoa.&lt;BR&gt;such a loooooong time since i last update.&lt;BR&gt;=x&lt;BR&gt;well basically, &lt;BR&gt;nothing interesting happened lately&lt;BR&gt;so no interesting topic to talk about.&lt;BR&gt;sadd. i noe.&lt;BR&gt;ahahs.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;spent my wednesday just like any &lt;BR&gt;typical day.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;fitri,&lt;/FONT&gt; as always, didnt turn up&lt;BR&gt;for school.&lt;BR&gt;wassup wif her man??&lt;BR&gt;she have dis self time-table.&lt;BR&gt;she wont turn up for sch every wednesday.&lt;BR&gt;hais. i dunno watta say alreadi.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;but somehow,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;B&lt;/FONT&gt;, &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;gf&lt;/FONT&gt; and me survived .&lt;BR&gt;we were &lt;EM&gt;still&lt;/EM&gt; laughing our butts out the whole day.&lt;BR&gt;ahahhahas.&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;anyhos,&lt;BR&gt;lessons before recess &lt;BR&gt;were okay.&lt;BR&gt;took two tests today.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;english&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;. and. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;maths&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;we took our english 'thura's diary'&lt;BR&gt;test in MRL.&lt;BR&gt;the whole 'doing de test on COMPUTER' thing got me all excited&lt;BR&gt;till i flunk my test. -.-"&lt;BR&gt;i got &lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;19&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;/40&lt;BR&gt;can u believe thtttt?!?!&lt;BR&gt;but i havent read the whole book yet.&lt;BR&gt;so i barely noe the whole &lt;BR&gt;story of it.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;partly cos &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;RIDZUWAN&lt;/FONT&gt;(retarded arsehole) &lt;BR&gt;LOST MY BOOOKKKKKKKKKk!!&lt;BR&gt;im STILL mad at him&lt;BR&gt;not exactly cos he lost it but cos&lt;BR&gt;he KNEW he lost it AND can still DENYY he gave the book to me&lt;BR&gt;wen i receive not one shit from him!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;i feel like smacking his darn &lt;BR&gt;fucking face man!&lt;BR&gt;i have de URGE to smack him&lt;BR&gt;LEFT, RIGHT, &lt;BR&gt;UP, DOWN, &lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;CENTER!!!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;but too bad,&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;khrees&lt;/FONT&gt; stopped the whole fight.&lt;BR&gt;if only it got tooo farr,&lt;BR&gt;i would have smack his face alreadi.&lt;BR&gt;oh how i wish -&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;i hateeeeeeee himmmm!&lt;BR&gt;i dowan to sit at the same row as him!&lt;BR&gt;he damn spoilt the whole fun!&lt;BR&gt;and dis time, i wont care if &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;khreeslynne&lt;/FONT&gt;'s&lt;BR&gt;gonna mind or nott.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;thts just toooo bad.&lt;BR&gt;i just hate him. and you got&lt;BR&gt;no right to stop me. =P&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;nyways,&lt;BR&gt;before &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;english&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; was &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;maths&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;toook maths test paper.&lt;BR&gt;paper was not easy neither was it THAT hard.&lt;BR&gt;i didnt burn midnight oil yesterdae.&lt;BR&gt;if i did, &lt;BR&gt;den i guess i'll find it TOTALLY easy.&lt;BR&gt;sigh. &lt;BR&gt;wad a waste. =(&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;ART&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; was after &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;english.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;did the carving thingy.&lt;BR&gt;mine's gonna turn out nice!&lt;BR&gt;hehe. no la&lt;BR&gt;im just praising myself. =x&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;jayne&lt;/FONT&gt; said its nice!&lt;BR&gt;heheheheee.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;s� &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;JAYNE&lt;/FONT&gt;!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;ahahahahs!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;went home aft thtt. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;*SIGH* &lt;BR&gt;so bored!!!&lt;BR&gt;god help me!!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;--- &lt;FONT color=#ff99ff&gt;i wanna be somewhere i can see the roads&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc66cc&gt;a place where everytime you breathe a wish comes true.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;i&amp;nbsp;wanna be where love is real&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#993399&gt;and memories of distant days come to life again&lt;/FONT&gt;.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;because theres only one thing i need&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff99ff&gt;and tht is you!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;hope&lt;/FONT&gt;less.&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;faith&lt;/FONT&gt;less.&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;rest&lt;/FONT&gt;less&lt;/STRONG&gt;. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;heart&lt;/FONT&gt;less&lt;/STRONG&gt;. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;nad&lt;/FONT&gt;less!&lt;/STRONG&gt; =P&lt;/P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112489370391118192?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112489370391118192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112489370391118192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112489370391118192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112489370391118192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-must-there-be-wall-between-uswhy.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112441364529345738</id><published>2005-08-19T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:13:12.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sorry i even tried.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanted to get out of de house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; vena&lt;/span&gt; called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;said shes not going to sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EVERYTHING was fine THEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so went to sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at de bustop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stomache ache -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its not an ordinary stomache ache!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was HELL painful than de previous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was stoning throughout,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trying hard to stop de pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;until it got out of control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldnt take it any longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but de bus came -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took the bus though,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thinking tht i can handle this pain .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT i was soooo wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in de bus, the pain got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from bad to worse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den suddenly de bus turned towards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the bukit batok interchange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought he went to de &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wrong direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den i looked at de passengers around me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they look fine to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den i asked myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how come no one told de uncle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he went to de wrong direction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i WAS the wrong one. not him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i took 173 instead of 178!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;argh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was too busy controlling de pain till&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont noe de bus i took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how genius of me rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but my nightmare didnt end there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no fullstop yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unluckily,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de pain came back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DID &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;VENA&lt;/span&gt; CAST A SPELL ON ME OR SMTH?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was alrite &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; she called!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my brain told me to go to sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got test today you see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;understandable enuf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but my body refused to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de pain was like ----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two SUMO wrestlers pushing against &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your stomache!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its THAT painful okay?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i followed my instints,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope i still can take the testt though. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more sad thing is -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I COULDNT SABO &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AMIRA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arghhhhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;todae's her bdae anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bahalol'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;s bdae! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sorry i couldnt celebrate wif you. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feeling guilty like shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this weekend, im going HOLLYWOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant waitt! hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;malaysia. -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gtg now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;byebye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sitting here alone thinking it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;trying to convince myself that im not losing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;why cant you just forget the things i said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i was angry at the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but now i've cleared my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it was so strong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;where did it all go wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112441364529345738?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112441364529345738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112441364529345738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112441364529345738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112441364529345738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-sorry-i-even-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112436539850849157</id><published>2005-08-18T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T04:59:24.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 219px; HEIGHT: 164px" height="357" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/wall01-640x480.jpg" width="531" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;if only you could see the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tears&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my eyes you&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; left behind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;if only you could &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;heal&lt;/span&gt; my heart&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when i close my eyes theres an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;image&lt;/u&gt; of your face&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again i come to realise&lt;br /&gt;you're a&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I cant replace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;there was nth i could do now but plot &lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;regrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i noe i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOULD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; move on.&lt;br /&gt;to carry on wif my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; life.&lt;br /&gt;but how can i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forget you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wen almost &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;EVERY&lt;/u&gt;THI&lt;u&gt;NG&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;reminds me of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt; last time?&lt;br /&gt;THT place in MCdonald bp plaza esp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you remember those days way back wen we used to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nth can change us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no one will stop us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dont think you remember though but i do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i did everything,&lt;br /&gt;gave my all for the sake of your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;i tried &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hard i couldnt&lt;br /&gt;see whats up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt; were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; together.&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kisses&lt;/span&gt; were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yours&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being wif you were times when my dreams felt so real&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wen i open my eyes,you're &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;then i finally realized&lt;br /&gt;tht i &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;couldnt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; get &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;over &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if i die tonite, i'd go with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;cos i alreadi said everything straight&lt;br /&gt;from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;its hard enough just passing the time&lt;br /&gt;when i cant seem to get&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;mind&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112436539850849157?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112436539850849157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112436539850849157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112436539850849157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112436539850849157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-only-you-could-see-tears-in-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112428949160386668</id><published>2005-08-17T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T07:47:10.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 158px" height="365" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/scruffyy.jpg" width="463" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scruffy. depressed too? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 142px" height="467" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/MrFruity-sad.jpg" width="482" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish these tears would stop falling every minute i think of you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 186px; HEIGHT: 144px" height="398" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Image5.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scruffy! all grown-up now! (well..not exactly.. but oh well) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 169px; HEIGHT: 158px" height="510" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Mrmcspicyhappy.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DDD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; HEIGHT: 171px" height="715" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Nadzkeyboard.jpg" width="867" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me crazy. even i myself dunno wad was i thinking wen i took dis. - &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 233px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="547" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/MRFEET.jpg" width="570" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FAMOUS MR FEET! =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/thShoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shoes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 155px" height="493" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Benjioutofwashingmachine.jpg" width="530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benji teddy wif &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tasha&lt;/span&gt;'s socks! =xxx &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="501" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/AzmiGiler.jpg" width="572" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sis's&lt;/span&gt; fren, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;azm&lt;/span&gt;i. mabok arh he. =X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; HEIGHT: 161px" height="553" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Piccie138.jpg" width="322" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the thing me and jayne did in class. ahahhas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="744" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Detentionpaper.jpg" width="814" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;proud ta say : dis is my FIRST and de second LAST detention paper i ever had.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 165px" height="727" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v715/bloody_v10/Bedlove.jpg" width="758" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alriteee. gtg now. bb. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112428949160386668?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112428949160386668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112428949160386668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112428949160386668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112428949160386668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/scruffy.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112418799185690368</id><published>2005-08-16T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T04:32:29.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE I EVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; told you i LOVE tuesdays? yea. i do. ahahhas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MT&lt;/span&gt; was okay. de boys behind were making up story bout &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;. ahahhas. they cracked me up la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUSIC&lt;/span&gt; was next. THT WAS THE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; PRAC. KK?!?! arghhhh! saded. im gonna miss the bald head teacher. =( AND MY BLACK PRETTY SURDO. - sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alloyious&lt;/span&gt; and me kept exchanging surdos in de middle of de whole thing! ahahhahs. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jayne&lt;/span&gt; was our leader. MUMMY'S SO PROUD OF YOU DEAR! LOL! jkjk. but she&lt;br /&gt;did make me proud (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;recess&lt;/span&gt; was sickening. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;razak&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;saifudin&lt;/span&gt; kept following us. stupid la. tht&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; razak&lt;/span&gt; kept calling tht &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;s name everytime he saw me. wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DNT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; totallyyyy over-de-TOP FUNNY! alloyious sat beside me. he bought &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;M&amp;M&lt;/span&gt;! and everybody in our table wanted some so he borrowed &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mira&lt;/span&gt;'s pencilcase den put the m&amp;amp;m inside and past it around. me,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; fitri&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mira&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chen li&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; jayne&lt;/span&gt; all had a share. den suddenly &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mira&lt;/span&gt; started singing TONG HUA out loud! ahahhas. funny la she! den &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alloyious&lt;/span&gt; joined in.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly alloyious stopped while &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mira&lt;/span&gt; continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MIRAAA&lt;/span&gt;. sang SOLO arh?! =D&lt;br /&gt;everybody were laughing. probably impress tht a MALAy gurl can sang THEIR song?&lt;br /&gt;ahahahhas. dis is wad you get wen u're living in an &lt;strong&gt;'ALL-RACE'&lt;/strong&gt; country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;den &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alloyious&lt;/span&gt; said "&lt;em&gt;wanna hear me sing annot&lt;/em&gt;?" den i was like.. "&lt;em&gt;okayyy&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;lol? he sang TONG HUA! HE sang right from de BEGINNING till de end okay?!&lt;br /&gt;hes damn sentimental man. i can close my eyes and thought hes my bf. =x&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas. his voice's damn nice la! first time, i heard him sing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den theres dis sci course thingy at 12.30. okay okay la.&lt;br /&gt;went to westmall after tht wif &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vena&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;laughed my butts off as always!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHHA. went home aft tht. -&lt;br /&gt;okayyy. done. gtg. byeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And in the morning as I slowly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wash my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;feel you sneaking up on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but my reflection staring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;tells me everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you're not really there . -&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/15383680-112418799185690368?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112418799185690368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112418799185690368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112418799185690368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112418799185690368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/have-i-ever-told-you-i-love-tuesdays.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112410693817281865</id><published>2005-08-15T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T05:00:55.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LUV MY SCHOOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only MY sch had a half day today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahahs. big deal. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANYWAY - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;day at sch was okayy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at ta vincent hall was &lt;em&gt;suprisingly&lt;/em&gt; fun! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our row (&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alloy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;simon&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vena&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sally&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chen li&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; jayne&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;were de best! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were playing at de back while de ppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on stage were saying their&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;speech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahahhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aft sch -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wentta &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bp plaza.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;headed to mcdonalds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ate big breakfast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walked around the mall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den decided to watch a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sally&lt;/span&gt; wanted to watch &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;THE MAID&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;niko&lt;/span&gt;(tht cute kid!) wanted to watch it too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think, think, think ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally everybody decided to watch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the maid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i refused though =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(for OBVIOUS reasons!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sally&lt;/span&gt; begged. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vena&lt;/span&gt; begged. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jayne&lt;/span&gt; begged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and finally my mind told me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to go. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not forgetting tht &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sally&lt;/span&gt; was gonna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TREAT ME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE THT GURL! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took 190 to lot 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wentta de 5th floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and guess WAD?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE MOVIE IS NOT OUT YET!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everybody were disappointed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but me, well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was actually &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GLAD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the movie's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not out yet .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehehehe =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chen li&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ridz&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;khrees&lt;/span&gt; wanted to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;charlie and the chocolate factory&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; PROBLEM -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jayne&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vena&lt;/span&gt; alreadi watched it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so they REFUSED to watch it again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;niko&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;razak&lt;/span&gt; didnt find the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;movie interesting anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so... in the end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chen li&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; ridz&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; khrees&lt;/span&gt; watched it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;however, the rest of us -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jayne&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;vena&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;razak&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;niko&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sally&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; me&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watched &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BEWITCHED&lt;/span&gt;.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we payed for the tickets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sally&lt;/span&gt; payed for mine!! HOW NICE RITE?!? =D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hours of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;total&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; hell of boredom&lt;/span&gt; later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the movie started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the movie was alrite afterall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just like any typical love movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;minor probs occured -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den happiness at first -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den BIG probs ocured nextt -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den probs solved and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;typical, aint it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lotsa bad things happened today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ALMOST lost my wallet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TWICE todayy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wassup man?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i keep losing my wallet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess its just my LUCK la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just a quick update bout yesterdae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since i didnt update yesterdae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watched &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;SIGNS&lt;/span&gt; wif mama and lil sis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cried at this part wen dis man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;almost lost his son who had asthma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had no idea asthma can kill you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos i wasnt born wif tht sickness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i take no notice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;such a pity. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i wont forget wen &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alloyious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;called at 11.47pm yesterdae.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ALMOST SLEPT K?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den suddenly he called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aiyo. ahahhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he apologized though. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alriteee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gtg now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bb (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tell me how can i let you go&lt;br /&gt;when even right now, im thinking of you?&lt;br /&gt;but if &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loving you&lt;/span&gt; means letting you go,&lt;br /&gt;den i would do just tht. -&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/15383680-112410693817281865?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112410693817281865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112410693817281865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112410693817281865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112410693817281865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-luv-my-schoolonly-my-sch-had-half.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112394334854308052</id><published>2005-08-13T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T07:35:34.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;there were times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thought&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i couldnt go on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet these special frens convinced me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they'd tell me not to give up hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to continue on and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do some good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont noe wad i would without you guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you guys never fail to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheer me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i thank god for sending you guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i shall thank one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;who had made my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;blog so HEAVENLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wif a song in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://losiingrip.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JAYNE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she got me dis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until the day i die- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Story of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanted plenty of songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dis and tht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldnt decide!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unluckily, all de songs i wanted was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UNKNOWN i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thts how i ended up wif &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dis song instead ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://takemdown.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ilu . &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks for de fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thanks for waking me up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from my pathetic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dreamland -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess all tht will FOREVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remain as dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i gotta face reality now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hollywoodfreak.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;B NERDVILLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one sentence :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WADDA HECK HAPPENED TO YOU?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where are you wen i needed you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;most?!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn disappointed in u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i thought all dis while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; were my bestfren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well... thanks! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess we are back to normal again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ZI XIANGGG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets draw MORE mr feetssss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we'll have -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MR AND MRS FEET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daughters and sons of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mr &amp; mrs feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mums and dads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grandmums and granddads!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and many many&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grandchildren!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OKAYYY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahhahas! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stupid entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bleahhs ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Standing on the edge of a cliff that faces hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in my head i recollect the memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so well i back away so slowly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but gradually ill be in the heaven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i always wished for him and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112394334854308052?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112394334854308052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112394334854308052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112394334854308052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112394334854308052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/there-were-times-i-thought-i-couldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-15383680.post-112391578625976894</id><published>2005-08-12T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T00:22:56.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHERE DID IT ALL GO WRONG??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sacrificed everything for the sake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of you guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and dis is wad i get??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dunno wad to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;her: you gt no right to control us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(shall not mention her name.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNnn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH THT HURTS?!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my blood pressure bloomed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my head pounded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all i could think of was running away from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanted to cry (somehow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i WAS hungry too (still)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was hurt . (inside and out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really gone SPEECHLESS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wen she said tht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought i was dreaming or smth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den suddenly i felt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tears dripping from my eyes -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was FORCING myself to push&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back the tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so they wont see me crying .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pathetic of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i noe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well who cares anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den they started talking to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"sorry." "thankyew" was all i heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldnt look at them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos wen i did,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suddenly theres voices in my head talking to me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;telling me all the negative stuff about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tht usually happens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wen im depressed like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and wen THT happens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i tell you, theres NVR one time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt end up crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was too hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all i did was nod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm all messed up la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going nowhere fast but circles in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TELL ME,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO I HAVE TO FEEL LEFT OUT ALL THE TIME?!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do i have to WAVE HELLO and jump around like a maniac to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;make you guys REALISE im STILL there??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant go on like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;living like im deadI havent slept so long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling sad I dread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm talking to myself again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess wen im gone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not ONE person will notice it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WADDA HECK HAPPEN TO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; AND my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt;??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought u all luv me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big thanks to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happens to be online now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i let out my anger at her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she didnt mind at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;man.. i love her! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AMIRA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks for asking me to cool down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you la! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIIIII... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel sooooo dead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rotttttttttttENN alreadi la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN SOMEONE JUST COME TO ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND HUG ME pleaseeee?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really need one now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enough la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gtg now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buhbyeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt; tell me all this waiting is worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt; im dying for a place in your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im still hoping tht i'll be with you somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15383680-112391578625976894?l=dressed2kill-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/feeds/112391578625976894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15383680&amp;postID=112391578625976894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112391578625976894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15383680/posts/default/112391578625976894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dressed2kill-.blogspot.com/2005/08/where-did-it-all-go-wrong-i-sacrificed.html' title=''/><author><name>dressed to kill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04547181281580708845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
