<?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-22716715</id><updated>2012-01-28T16:15:42.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>325</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-3190816503091672116</id><published>2009-09-06T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:59:47.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SqKYocN6iHI/AAAAAAAABB8/dbUfqirr-m4/s1600-h/Exams_are_killing_me__by_Bunnis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SqKYocN6iHI/AAAAAAAABB8/dbUfqirr-m4/s320/Exams_are_killing_me__by_Bunnis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378028725570537586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont blog till after prelims.. or O's.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to blog about anymore anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So till something interesting pops up or exams are over,&lt;br /&gt;i won't blog anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-3190816503091672116?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3190816503091672116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3190816503091672116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3190816503091672116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3190816503091672116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/wont-blog-till-after-prelims.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SqKYocN6iHI/AAAAAAAABB8/dbUfqirr-m4/s72-c/Exams_are_killing_me__by_Bunnis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-4740763215245831244</id><published>2009-08-04T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:22:40.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tell me something i don't know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTLE IT ALL UP.&lt;br /&gt;Put on a smile everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Let loose, laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really wanna talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr [:&lt;br /&gt;Play it during PE.&lt;br /&gt;Salim's teaching, he's a pretty good coach.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think im good at it.&lt;br /&gt;Dont think im that horrible either.&lt;br /&gt;Beginner what. And i live with 3 brothers. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;FUNNNNNNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4740763215245831244?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4740763215245831244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4740763215245831244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4740763215245831244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4740763215245831244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/tell-me-something-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-4084388812341469846</id><published>2009-07-29T18:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:03:57.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SnAkJBI0lkI/AAAAAAAABBs/q0LRpdRUuXs/s1600-h/nokia_3120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SnAkJBI0lkI/AAAAAAAABBs/q0LRpdRUuXs/s200/nokia_3120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363826893541119554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SnAkI-9UJoI/AAAAAAAABBk/G_1cxMULnho/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SnAkI-9UJoI/AAAAAAAABBk/G_1cxMULnho/s200/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363826892955985538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My new baby. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I dont know why, but i love it so so much [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a new phone. :D&lt;br /&gt;I changed my number. If i didn't inform you, and you want the new number, i dont care how, but ask me personally. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i told Isabelle Q. that i'll post our conversation during biology lesson yesterday. But i slept early. HAHA, so i'll blog it today. We are currently learning about mutation. The change in chromosome number and result in down syndrome and albino's are caused by change in gene structure.. or something. And yesterday, we're learning about artificial selection in terms of breeding cows. Suddenly, i thought of something random and asked Issy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Safwah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*whispers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Eh, you think got such things as down syndrome cows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Issy:&lt;/span&gt; Cannot lah! You got see albino cows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Safwah: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*sniggers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; How you know don't have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Issy:&lt;/span&gt; You got see before meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Don't mind the language, singlish much.&lt;br /&gt;I still think there's a possibility. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, 4S3 has finally made its mark in OPSS. Our handprints are up on the wall along with many others. I feel so proud. Our batch is the first graduating class to leave such a mark. Watch out, bitches. We'll graduate with a BANG. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;36 more days to prelims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SnAoCHOAQJI/AAAAAAAABB0/N3qz9VqY094/s1600-h/100761143_226e540b49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SnAoCHOAQJI/AAAAAAAABB0/N3qz9VqY094/s320/100761143_226e540b49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363831172960895122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4084388812341469846?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4084388812341469846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4084388812341469846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4084388812341469846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4084388812341469846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SnAkJBI0lkI/AAAAAAAABBs/q0LRpdRUuXs/s72-c/nokia_3120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-164312047659075996</id><published>2009-07-23T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:38:13.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SmhgRsZ1spI/AAAAAAAABBU/zJETxTzoGuQ/s1600-h/LGIM0901g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SmhgRsZ1spI/AAAAAAAABBU/zJETxTzoGuQ/s320/LGIM0901g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361641213478154898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;BESTFRIEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We're more alike than anybody could ever tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SmhgRvUrXCI/AAAAAAAABBc/buy4BtRy-Ss/s1600-h/DSC07112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SmhgRvUrXCI/AAAAAAAABBc/buy4BtRy-Ss/s320/DSC07112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361641214261812258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER, BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it's a simple fact, i still got your back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched HP6 with Natasha on last saturday.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pictures above) &lt;/span&gt;Must say the humour of the movie was awesome. Super disappointing ending. But oh well. They better make the last movie the best. They've just got to justify JK Rowling's awesome last book of Harry Potter. They just have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, alright. Exhausting, but alright. Teachers just have to stop scolding. We're teenagers, we don't respond to scoldings or lectures. We respond to pep talks, the kind with no negative remarks, the kind where we're reminded in the nicest way possible why we're doing this crap this year. We need motivation/encouragements and i really doubt reverse psychology helps anyone at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week flew by faster than a jet plane. Suddenly, it's friday again. A week has passed, a week closer to O's. Teachers are finishing our syllabus and soon, it's intense mugging period. I'm confused. I want to get O's out of the way ASAP,  but at the same time, i'm not ready yet. I'm not ready(&amp;amp; i don't wannna) to graduate(yet), i'm not ready for O's.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this year's just too overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been awesome, but i can't get this naggy bad feeling of my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-164312047659075996?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/164312047659075996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=164312047659075996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/164312047659075996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/164312047659075996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/bestfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SmhgRsZ1spI/AAAAAAAABBU/zJETxTzoGuQ/s72-c/LGIM0901g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-2250723056723744823</id><published>2009-07-12T16:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:38:37.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cause i just always wanna have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;right here by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[KINDA-LONG POST]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmoVY_LJ2I/AAAAAAAAA_8/dUXlw52AFYI/s1600-h/5655_1164162432614_1484476657_450085_4053006_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmoVY_LJ2I/AAAAAAAAA_8/dUXlw52AFYI/s320/5655_1164162432614_1484476657_450085_4053006_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357498317172057954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^LOL, ASHHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmtjQ9tNUI/AAAAAAAABBE/fruLdw_Ctjo/s1600-h/Girlfrommars163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmtjQ9tNUI/AAAAAAAABBE/fruLdw_Ctjo/s320/Girlfrommars163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357504053094724930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Slmtjsz7cMI/AAAAAAAABBM/8u400vDeGdI/s1600-h/Girlfrommars166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Slmtjsz7cMI/AAAAAAAABBM/8u400vDeGdI/s320/Girlfrommars166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357504060569907394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^Ashhy's so fetch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmtixZzwJI/AAAAAAAABA0/Jbmwhp1sVV8/s1600-h/090711_180427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmtixZzwJI/AAAAAAAABA0/Jbmwhp1sVV8/s320/090711_180427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357504044622659730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmtjKe9pLI/AAAAAAAABA8/411ig_K0GxU/s1600-h/090711_180443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmtjKe9pLI/AAAAAAAABA8/411ig_K0GxU/s320/090711_180443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357504051355165874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;^NurFatihaBteMohdAbdulHamidOonPeterNorman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmoVB-NgGI/AAAAAAAAA_0/KZy1fnhkksM/s1600-h/5655_1164162312611_1484476657_450082_3369690_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmoVB-NgGI/AAAAAAAAA_0/KZy1fnhkksM/s320/5655_1164162312611_1484476657_450082_3369690_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357498310994002018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmoU_2i2fI/AAAAAAAAA_s/exAgoP8Ob-I/s1600-h/5655_1164162272610_1484476657_450081_7719708_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmoU_2i2fI/AAAAAAAAA_s/exAgoP8Ob-I/s320/5655_1164162272610_1484476657_450081_7719708_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357498310424975858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;^Fi's so pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;{If i look tired in any of these pictures, i was.[:}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmoVT116iI/AAAAAAAABAE/YG6ZpB429RE/s1600-h/Girlfrommars160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmoVT116iI/AAAAAAAABAE/YG6ZpB429RE/s320/Girlfrommars160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357498315790740002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;^Amirah Imran EMO-ing.  :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmqCmkheII/AAAAAAAABAM/2gj2qVnwfDA/s1600-h/Girlfrommars143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmqCmkheII/AAAAAAAABAM/2gj2qVnwfDA/s320/Girlfrommars143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357500193424111746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;^Caught slacking. Guilty as charged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to the civic library with those people above. Did our work for a while. Then i got bored. (surprise, surprise) Anyway, we camwhore-ed and ate. Then camwhore-ed somemore. Took the bus home. It was fun, in a very retarded way. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went out with Reeta. Went to McD for breakfast. Did our work for a while. Then talked. After that we met KOH QING NING in the northpoint library. Saw Wadiah, got to see her quite buff boyfriend. Slacked with Reeta while waiting for QN to finish her FNN. Before we went off, Double dared QN to tell this cute dimple boy that his dimples were cute. We even told her we'll give her $10. She almost did it. But backed off last minute. Loser. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reeta went off and QN came over my house. Okay here's the.. scary part. I cooked her maggi and fried for my brother some nuggets. I THOUGHT i off-ed the switch for the fryer after i used it. But i think i accidently on-ed the switch for the oven instead. I almost burnt down my house. Literally. Cause my 1st brother said the alumnium thingy inside caught fire. O.O&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I better not make such a mistake again mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY 3RD BRO LOST HIS PHONE. And he sweared, "Ah, fuck." outloud. LOL. I know it's not supposed to be funny, but i'm in a in-your-face kinda mood cause he was such an ass to me for the past few days. :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've said this before and i'll say it again for the last time. I dont wanna care anymore. I mean it this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft, not gonna let anything ruin my day. Cause i feel good today. Except for the fact i almost burnt down my house.. *guilty*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL TOMORROW! I kinda look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-2250723056723744823?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2250723056723744823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=2250723056723744823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2250723056723744823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2250723056723744823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-i-just-always-wanna-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlmoVY_LJ2I/AAAAAAAAA_8/dUXlw52AFYI/s72-c/5655_1164162432614_1484476657_450085_4053006_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-4717582424183417002</id><published>2009-07-10T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:13:31.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Please don't worry about me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlcejXjgHvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/znL_dEL8P40/s1600-h/PP+Training+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlcejXjgHvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/znL_dEL8P40/s320/PP+Training+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356783874747670258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'Cause those who matter, won't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT Oral Exam is over and done with. I don't wanna talk nor think about it. [:&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk nor think about anything right now. Nothing and no one's worth getting upset over now. I'm too tired to bother nor care. So i'm not gonna do anything about anything.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REVISIONS' GONNA START THIS WEEKEND.&lt;br /&gt;I swear. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4717582424183417002?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4717582424183417002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4717582424183417002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4717582424183417002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4717582424183417002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/please-dont-worry-about-me-im-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SlcejXjgHvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/znL_dEL8P40/s72-c/PP+Training+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-4477257730388073192</id><published>2009-07-09T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:12:47.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's fine. Life's fine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;I love my family. I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;They're there when i need them to be, provide me with humor when i'm down, hugs when i need them, companionship when i'm lonely and a shoulder to lean on when life gets too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;And i try to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;What more can one ask for? [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why i'm changing the skin of this piece of crap or even updating it.&lt;br /&gt;Not that anyone reads it anymore, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Habit, i guess. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4477257730388073192?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4477257730388073192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4477257730388073192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4477257730388073192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4477257730388073192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-600604181986185599</id><published>2009-06-29T17:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:08:02.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just one those lonely nights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when i wish i didn't let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wednesday (24 June)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaDGCfXhI/AAAAAAAAA-k/2J05UczghCw/s1600-h/DSC07031-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 391px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaDGCfXhI/AAAAAAAAA-k/2J05UczghCw/s320/DSC07031-tile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352697535081176594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;^ASHHY, the (inner)blonde &amp;amp; beautiful. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaDPEBWiI/AAAAAAAAA-s/xuMxK22-Mng/s1600-h/DSC07042-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 431px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaDPEBWiI/AAAAAAAAA-s/xuMxK22-Mng/s320/DSC07042-tile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352697537503517218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;^She says i'm mean, but loves me anyway. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*engine laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaDRsGklI/AAAAAAAAA-0/sWF-zg3T_Tg/s1600-h/DSC07051-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaDRsGklI/AAAAAAAAA-0/sWF-zg3T_Tg/s320/DSC07051-tile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352697538208502354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;^I look older in first picture. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mwuahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaDrvW2DI/AAAAAAAAA-8/AgBE6_AgrLg/s1600-h/DSC07064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaDrvW2DI/AAAAAAAAA-8/AgBE6_AgrLg/s320/DSC07064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352697545201473586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;^ILY, V.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaD4_h5lI/AAAAAAAAA_E/j1IaSAojcJw/s1600-h/DSC07048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaD4_h5lI/AAAAAAAAA_E/j1IaSAojcJw/s320/DSC07048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352697548758967890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Transformer movie &amp;amp; starbucks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I had an awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;I love them. I really do. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;EXTRAs;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Skia1FrxDPI/AAAAAAAAA_M/wJU9QWLGev0/s1600-h/DSC07086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Skia1FrxDPI/AAAAAAAAA_M/wJU9QWLGev0/s320/DSC07086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352698393979325682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Natty's (very) belated birthday gift to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I love it, it has stuff written inside. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Thanks, bestest bestfriend. For everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I love you, biatch.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;~Cause, we're one and the same.&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;*starts singing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;[P.S; I will seek vengeance if&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Vengeance' &lt;/span&gt;hurts you. I swear.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2b0cecb1d5a990d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2b0cecb1d5a990d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398632%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7398B89DB9D70CA6CA1BD811F4A33CA47E9AC294.1B4373D41CAD3EAAC778975BC2D1BEDCD00E74CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2b0cecb1d5a990d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3QzPy4SledHdy9xrxxlmneuGaL8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2b0cecb1d5a990d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398632%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7398B89DB9D70CA6CA1BD811F4A33CA47E9AC294.1B4373D41CAD3EAAC778975BC2D1BEDCD00E74CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2b0cecb1d5a990d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3QzPy4SledHdy9xrxxlmneuGaL8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;^BABYCOUSIN YUSUF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Note the hair. It's long, standing and curly. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GOSH, he's adorable. I miss him :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started.. urgh. What i hate most, is waking up for it. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*silence*&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*spaces out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.. great. I forgot what i wanted to say. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*back tracks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh. Okay, forget it. Next time then! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;P.S; Cute Is What We Aim For rocks!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm officially a fan. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're unbelievable. You really are. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-600604181986185599?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d2b0cecb1d5a990d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/600604181986185599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=600604181986185599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/600604181986185599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/600604181986185599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-one-those-lonely-nights-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SkiaDGCfXhI/AAAAAAAAA-k/2J05UczghCw/s72-c/DSC07031-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-6715924980281130274</id><published>2009-06-22T20:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:41:10.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let's talk about love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sj9-mue1LOI/AAAAAAAAA98/pL922nkdDR0/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sj9-mue1LOI/AAAAAAAAA98/pL922nkdDR0/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350134086116912354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Yesterday was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy daddy's day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's true, I am daddy's little girl.&lt;br /&gt;Always have been, always will be.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Ayah. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sj9-m-QgTeI/AAAAAAAAA-E/iNVdHfebX0M/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sj9-m-QgTeI/AAAAAAAAA-E/iNVdHfebX0M/s320/DSC00109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350134090351791586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy birthday, Mama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God, you'll always be healthy &amp;amp; happy,&lt;br /&gt;and keep you away from any harm and sadness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than anything in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love. Hugs. Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-6715924980281130274?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6715924980281130274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=6715924980281130274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6715924980281130274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6715924980281130274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-talk-about-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sj9-mue1LOI/AAAAAAAAA98/pL922nkdDR0/s72-c/IMG_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-912637472129006100</id><published>2009-06-10T19:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:53:53.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Happy Fifteenth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Si-YzpW5Q0I/AAAAAAAAA90/MRn6qWbrIQI/s1600-h/4491_1135128106774_1484476657_354496_360776_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Si-YzpW5Q0I/AAAAAAAAA90/MRn6qWbrIQI/s320/4491_1135128106774_1484476657_354496_360776_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345659295754699586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fatiha &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"If anybody asks you who [you are]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Just stand up tall, look 'em in the face and say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; 'I'm that star up in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'm that mountain peak up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hey, I made it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'm the worlds greatest'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(P.S; I hope, even though you're tired back from camp, you've enjoyed your day. We seriously need to go out, okay? Love ya! [: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hugs*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have a dayful of art tomorrow. Sigh. I'm this close &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(*holds up a v.small distance between thumb &amp;amp; index finger*)&lt;/span&gt; to giving up. You can do it, Safwah! LAST DAY, make it worth your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freaking &lt;/span&gt;time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word to sum up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exhausting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss my Natty bestfriend. I miss those 15(or gonnabe)-year-olds. I miss V. I miss babycousin Yusuf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I miss going swimming almost every weekend. I miss catching movies at AMK Hub. I miss that Fresh Mango Ice. I miss my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-912637472129006100?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/912637472129006100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=912637472129006100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/912637472129006100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/912637472129006100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fifteenth-fatiha-3-if-anybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Si-YzpW5Q0I/AAAAAAAAA90/MRn6qWbrIQI/s72-c/4491_1135128106774_1484476657_354496_360776_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-8932596146266173471</id><published>2009-06-07T15:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:49:30.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Boundaries - Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(Oh come on, Adam sings it way better than whats-his-face. No offence to whats-his-face's fans)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Seconds, hours, so many days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You know what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But how long can you wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Every moment lasts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When you feel you've lost your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What if my chances were already gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I started believing that I could be wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But you gave me one good reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;To fight and never walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So here I am still holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You'll make it through the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Weather the hurricanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Just when you think the road is going no where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Just when you almost gave up all your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;There are no boundaries (x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I fought to the limit you stand on the edge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What if today is as good as it gets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Don't know where the future's headed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Nothing's gonna bring me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jumped every bridge I've run every line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I risk being safe, I always knew why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I always knew why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So here I am still holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You'll make it through the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Weather the hurricanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Just when you think the road is going no where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Just when you almost gave up all your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You can go higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You can go deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Above and beneath you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Break every rule cause there's nothing between you and your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;You'll make it through the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Weather the hurricanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Just when you think the road is going no where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Just when you almost gave up all your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;There are no boundaries (x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yeah, there are no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Blogging to say i won't be free till this coming weekend . And not officially free till the Wednesday of week 3 of june. Apparently i have 2 extra lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(or something)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in week 3. I have lessons and *shivers* art, starting last week. Been coming home at around 7? Yes, it is very tiring. And will be doing the same thing for next week too. Batik due this coming friday, i'm just half-way done. Great, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is overwhelming me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've never really noticed how attached i've been to my phone. Very, as i found out recently. It's like, spoilt all of the sudden. Like magic. The buttons are not working. At all. And i feel empty not being able to use it till it's repaired. So um, if you wanna contact me, get my house number from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (somehow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; or ask some of my closest friends, okay? Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, that's all. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;{P.S; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TAYLOR LAUTNER&lt;/span&gt; LOOKS SO &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FREAKING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; IN THE COMING 'NEW MOON' MOVIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*fangirls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-8932596146266173471?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8932596146266173471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8932596146266173471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8932596146266173471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8932596146266173471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-boundaries-adam-lambert-oh-come-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-7263620337517720408</id><published>2009-06-03T22:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:12:42.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There's nothing else i can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eh eh, Eh eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy. Too lazy to type much, nothing to type about.&lt;br /&gt;So let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;First things first. (Before it's too late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaLHagIJfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/loDLLI_dT0U/s1600-h/1_903631220l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaLHagIJfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/loDLLI_dT0U/s320/1_903631220l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343110967411090930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;SHEREENA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 15th, Sweetheart. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna believe them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're fifteen feeling like there's nothing to figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, count to ten, take it in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life before you know who you're gonna be"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;- FIFTEEN by Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S; Of all the days for you to go overseas. Pfft. Sigh. Well, where ever you are, hope you enjoyed your day. Difficulty in the gift, birthday letter will be given to you ASAP.  MEET UP SOON KAY. Juniors.. pfft. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt; Heh. Love you! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaLGaWOpZI/AAAAAAAAA88/5YyGRFnhx6A/s1600-h/DSC06895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 307px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaLGaWOpZI/AAAAAAAAA88/5YyGRFnhx6A/s320/DSC06895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343110950189704594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaLHJUdxbI/AAAAAAAAA9U/IdGn8j2Y8Gk/s1600-h/DSC06889-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaLHJUdxbI/AAAAAAAAA9U/IdGn8j2Y8Gk/s320/DSC06889-tile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343110962798773682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bimbo&lt;/span&gt;! Crazy bitch. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;YAHHHHH! Saranghae. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaM2ycF5dI/AAAAAAAAA9k/7FW0QqekgjQ/s1600-h/DSC06901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaM2ycF5dI/AAAAAAAAA9k/7FW0QqekgjQ/s320/DSC06901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343112880802096594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaLHEJToyI/AAAAAAAAA9M/LrKMjulRYZM/s1600-h/DSC06904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaLHEJToyI/AAAAAAAAA9M/LrKMjulRYZM/s320/DSC06904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343110961409794850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Baby cousin. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sad-eyes YUSUF&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(6months)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He has the saddest eyes that'll get him anything easily. Sucha sweetheart. I just wanna pinch those cheeks! GAHHH. Gosh, he's SO adorable. I MISS HIM! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaM3PNrl4I/AAAAAAAAA9s/_eI5crsbhhQ/s1600-h/DSC06908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaM3PNrl4I/AAAAAAAAA9s/_eI5crsbhhQ/s320/DSC06908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343112888526280578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;^ I saw this at Cheers the other day..&lt;br /&gt;For those who gets it, laugh with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*laughs hysterically* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-7263620337517720408?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7263620337517720408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=7263620337517720408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7263620337517720408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7263620337517720408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-nothing-else-i-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SiaLHagIJfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/loDLLI_dT0U/s72-c/1_903631220l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-5004470272114114821</id><published>2009-05-25T15:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:02:41.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What can i do? Say it's true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Or everything that matters breaks in two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went kfc with Sarah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Satellite&lt;/span&gt; just now. Been craving for kfc since forever. Had an awesome time. We thought this couple (well, actually we think they're siblings) were indian and found out they were malay. Heh. But we did say they were good looking, for "their kind", which turns out to be our kind. Haha. Don't get it? Nevermind. Hees. Bottom line, SHH's awesome and i love her. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back MYE results. Not good, not good at all. On a brighter note, there's still time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this year hasn't been a good year for most people i know. Not a good year so far, anyway. What with the economic crisis, exam stress, paranoia about swine flu and whatnots. If i could have anything from God right now, it'll be to keep my family safe &amp;amp; happy, give my friends strength to get through anything and for me, motivation &amp;amp; confidence to do well this year. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S; I'm not in my best moods these days. Just fyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;XXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTRAS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muslims&lt;/span&gt; who hasn't heard this song, hear it.&lt;br /&gt;It's Lupe Fiasco's version of Jesus Walks originally by Kanye West.&lt;br /&gt;He's muslim, just so you know. Bless him.[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TSIkgRLdWYQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TSIkgRLdWYQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-5004470272114114821?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5004470272114114821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5004470272114114821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5004470272114114821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5004470272114114821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-can-i-do-say-its-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-3841888856287471297</id><published>2009-05-18T13:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:47:27.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ShD48hp7DcI/AAAAAAAAA8s/6qNyX1C1SVY/s1600-h/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ShD48hp7DcI/AAAAAAAAA8s/6qNyX1C1SVY/s320/IMG_0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337039277144083906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[RANDOM. HAHA. Talk about the 1990s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was my first birthday, i think.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes, they make me so mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I love my family unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yes, they made me wear a white puffy dress,&lt;br /&gt;tied my hair in a weird way&lt;br /&gt;and made me wear thick eye-liner against my will. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I'm bored. Waiting to go out with the Setempekers around 3. Don't even know where we're going, maybe won't feel like going at all. See how it goes. Anyways, MT O's is approaching fast. Woah. Scary. Need to start learning my peribahasa and read more malay books(?). Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna start on my O's preparation soon. I mean it this time. I will do it... i will. I WILL OKAY. Pfft. Most of the notes are filed up now, so i'm more motivated. :DDD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GO SAFWAH!&lt;/span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*yawns* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sleepy. I love the weather right now. Rainy. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-3841888856287471297?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3841888856287471297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3841888856287471297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3841888856287471297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3841888856287471297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-id-regret-im-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ShD48hp7DcI/AAAAAAAAA8s/6qNyX1C1SVY/s72-c/IMG_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-8800055506120370795</id><published>2009-05-17T16:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:47:16.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I've learnt to take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the good, the bad and breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sg_PWv05e7I/AAAAAAAAA8c/VVDgsROLvPI/s1600-h/00ci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sg_PWv05e7I/AAAAAAAAA8c/VVDgsROLvPI/s320/00ci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336712073159736242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lee Seung Gi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My fellow earthlings, Seung Gi oppa is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; *giggles* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The blog song is his, i couldn't find his slow songs. Sigh. But this song's so catchy. :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, got bored with my old skin. And didnt feel like studying yet, so.. yeah, i changed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annoyingly green to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Get over it. Heh. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The song &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;below&lt;/span&gt; has been making me feel better recently. I never really liked Vanessa Hudgens. But recently, i can't help but envy her good-looks and appreciating some of her songs, and i'm also beginning to accept the fact that she dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; Zac Efron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;(Seung gi oppa is helping me get over it. But don't get me wrong, i still love Zac)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Point is, i don't find her as annoying now. Kudos to that [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sg_VJP3wYFI/AAAAAAAAA8k/hABE4gFlSx8/s1600-h/vanessa_hudgens_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sg_VJP3wYFI/AAAAAAAAA8k/hABE4gFlSx8/s320/vanessa_hudgens_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336718438313254994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="georgia" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zk-772mguA8"&gt;Whatever will be - Vanessa Hudgens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(title clickable to hear the song)&lt;/i&gt;[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-8800055506120370795?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8800055506120370795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8800055506120370795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8800055506120370795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8800055506120370795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-learnt-to-take-good-bad-and-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sg_PWv05e7I/AAAAAAAAA8c/VVDgsROLvPI/s72-c/00ci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-7933839732524274924</id><published>2009-05-13T13:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:16:00.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How can you be so far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when we're under the same sky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o60l8KBqFsc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o60l8KBqFsc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SgpdZt25OnI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lcw-FijDoVg/s1600-h/31a3f5d7925c59b26e98046db6885d921229838416_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SgpdZt25OnI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lcw-FijDoVg/s320/31a3f5d7925c59b26e98046db6885d921229838416_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335179404961725042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SgpdZjQe-QI/AAAAAAAAA8M/HLzrF1E8OKw/s1600-h/leeseunggi12wu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SgpdZjQe-QI/AAAAAAAAA8M/HLzrF1E8OKw/s320/leeseunggi12wu1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335179402116266242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o60l8KBqFsc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LEE SEUNG GI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;korean &lt;/span&gt;boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Sings and acts. Has a babyface and the cutest smile.&lt;br /&gt;Only 22 years old! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Seung Gi oppa, sarang hae. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ahhh, so cute! *fan-girls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is a good day. It's the first time i felt good about a paper. What luck, the ONLY paper i'm confident on passing for mid-year. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's all. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-7933839732524274924?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7933839732524274924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=7933839732524274924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7933839732524274924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7933839732524274924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-can-you-be-so-far-away-when-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SgpdZt25OnI/AAAAAAAAA8U/lcw-FijDoVg/s72-c/31a3f5d7925c59b26e98046db6885d921229838416_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-4526228332689764213</id><published>2009-05-09T16:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:57:18.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I've been sayin', sayin' that i won't fall this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But now i'm walkin', walkin' within enemy lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You know, i'm a nice girl. I am.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (REALLY!)&lt;/span&gt; But if i'm mean to you, you're just being really annoying. No offence. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna fail this week's exam. It's a sure-to-be. Oh well. I'm really gonna mug for next week's. So i hope my results won't look that bad on the result slip, eh? Or my mama will totally flip out and i might never see daylight ever again. Ever. Okay, i am over-reacting. But come on, you all know how mums can be. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAVINGS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Library study dates. My bestfriends. Hugs. Zoo with anyone. Movies! My life back. Hanging with my friends like old times. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Demi Lovato's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't Forget:Deluxe Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; album. Bubble tea. O's to be over and done with. ZAC EFRON[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't wait for mid-year's last paper. OUTING WITH SETEMPEKERS! To where, i'm not really sure, but it'll be fun anyway![: CAMWHORE okay?!  Gosh, i miss going out with them. I mean, sure, i see them everyday. But i haven't been going out with Lina and Sarah since forever. So, girls, you better make it on that day, OKAY? I miss you(s).   :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Study Hard. Stop Global Warming. Take Care. World Peace. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4526228332689764213?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4526228332689764213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4526228332689764213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4526228332689764213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4526228332689764213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-sayin-sayin-that-i-wont-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-4872628570821391688</id><published>2009-05-03T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:59:05.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;I seriously need to &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; prioritize my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4872628570821391688?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4872628570821391688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4872628570821391688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4872628570821391688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4872628570821391688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-seriously-need-to-fucking-prioritize.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-8611751618008310681</id><published>2009-05-02T10:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:15:23.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PICTURESXZSZX [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(from oldest to lastest)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIBRARY WITH BIMBO QN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[This was like.. long ago xD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu4Cp5Sr3I/AAAAAAAAA7s/w2flOseIrQY/s1600-h/DSC06548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu4Cp5Sr3I/AAAAAAAAA7s/w2flOseIrQY/s200/DSC06548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331056939668516722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu4CvvRaxI/AAAAAAAAA7k/nj_02qqUHxA/s1600-h/DSC06547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu4CvvRaxI/AAAAAAAAA7k/nj_02qqUHxA/s200/DSC06547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331056941237103378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu4Ce6DPJI/AAAAAAAAA7c/GwYMSTdV2jY/s1600-h/DSC06540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu4Ce6DPJI/AAAAAAAAA7c/GwYMSTdV2jY/s200/DSC06540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331056936718908562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu4CbyA5OI/AAAAAAAAA7U/VoRUqdUBg1w/s1600-h/DSC06531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu4CbyA5OI/AAAAAAAAA7U/VoRUqdUBg1w/s200/DSC06531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331056935879894242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUTING WITH BFF NATASHA. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3JuO1tEI/AAAAAAAAA7E/c0cM1sG5X6s/s1600-h/DSC06639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3JuO1tEI/AAAAAAAAA7E/c0cM1sG5X6s/s200/DSC06639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055961580090434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3JIN6opI/AAAAAAAAA60/L9UV7Ia1MrI/s1600-h/DSC06641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3JIN6opI/AAAAAAAAA60/L9UV7Ia1MrI/s200/DSC06641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055951375671954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3I9F-tCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/zs8GNQIO0Do/s1600-h/DSC06656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3I9F-tCI/AAAAAAAAA6s/zs8GNQIO0Do/s200/DSC06656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055948389594146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3JZ6jJnI/AAAAAAAAA68/4rhj315sAfQ/s1600-h/DSC06655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3JZ6jJnI/AAAAAAAAA68/4rhj315sAfQ/s200/DSC06655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055956126279282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIBRARY DATE WITH JANNAH [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3I82OTZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fiL2JrUhU-M/s1600-h/DSC06664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu3I82OTZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fiL2JrUhU-M/s200/DSC06664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055948323507602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu2S3RnvoI/AAAAAAAAA6c/8TjxlQcEv3E/s1600-h/DSC06663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu2S3RnvoI/AAAAAAAAA6c/8TjxlQcEv3E/s200/DSC06663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055019114872450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUFFET TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I ate till i could eat no more.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu2SiyE3ZI/AAAAAAAAA6M/crd2pQAY0_Y/s1600-h/DSC06713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu2SiyE3ZI/AAAAAAAAA6M/crd2pQAY0_Y/s200/DSC06713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055013613854098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu2SSwmBiI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sJSmMMTsitk/s1600-h/DSC06729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu2SSwmBiI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sJSmMMTsitk/s200/DSC06729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055009312671266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LEPAK AT MY PLACE [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu2SekWTWI/AAAAAAAAA58/creQA8dqmMc/s1600-h/DSC06813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu2SekWTWI/AAAAAAAAA58/creQA8dqmMc/s200/DSC06813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055012482534754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1bUpfqBI/AAAAAAAAA50/kH1rpn8MwAI/s1600-h/DSC06805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1bUpfqBI/AAAAAAAAA50/kH1rpn8MwAI/s200/DSC06805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054064926959634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1bPHzBCI/AAAAAAAAA5k/LQUpZWxqnW0/s1600-h/DSC06793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1bPHzBCI/AAAAAAAAA5k/LQUpZWxqnW0/s200/DSC06793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054063443444770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu6fx0KmxI/AAAAAAAAA70/Umj7whw15vE/s1600-h/DSC06822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu6fx0KmxI/AAAAAAAAA70/Umj7whw15vE/s200/DSC06822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331059639033961234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1a0OpnRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ucE-o5JsrUI/s1600-h/DSC06761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1a0OpnRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ucE-o5JsrUI/s200/DSC06761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054056224431378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1bIyqluI/AAAAAAAAA5c/JzFwgbpj6qg/s1600-h/DSC06764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1bIyqluI/AAAAAAAAA5c/JzFwgbpj6qg/s200/DSC06764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054061744199394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1bUizQyI/AAAAAAAAA5s/etCft8x-br0/s1600-h/DSC06794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu1bUizQyI/AAAAAAAAA5s/etCft8x-br0/s200/DSC06794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331054064898884386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WEBCAM SESSION WITH NADDEE. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu05z6ClLI/AAAAAAAAA5M/rD7o25cnFK8/s1600-h/165321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu05z6ClLI/AAAAAAAAA5M/rD7o25cnFK8/s200/165321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053489202304178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu05A4vk8I/AAAAAAAAA48/tTn0qO1lpCI/s1600-h/152553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu05A4vk8I/AAAAAAAAA48/tTn0qO1lpCI/s200/152553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053475506656194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu05lf9wxI/AAAAAAAAA5E/XE6xDfrYxhU/s1600-h/153257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu05lf9wxI/AAAAAAAAA5E/XE6xDfrYxhU/s200/153257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053485334840082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0imqy4FI/AAAAAAAAA4s/8m5bo6IINOk/s1600-h/152434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0imqy4FI/AAAAAAAAA4s/8m5bo6IINOk/s200/152434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053090511708242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0jDT8K7I/AAAAAAAAA40/SAMi7X5bjN4/s1600-h/152546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0jDT8K7I/AAAAAAAAA40/SAMi7X5bjN4/s200/152546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053098200476594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0iR4mTaI/AAAAAAAAA4k/hXPi4gXZ0W4/s1600-h/152411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0iR4mTaI/AAAAAAAAA4k/hXPi4gXZ0W4/s200/152411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053084932459938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0h97ouwI/AAAAAAAAA4c/alXatz2BTLE/s1600-h/151337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0h97ouwI/AAAAAAAAA4c/alXatz2BTLE/s200/151337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053079576492802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0htynlCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0NcMq8gGvN0/s1600-h/151055+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu0htynlCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0NcMq8gGvN0/s200/151055+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053075243701282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I love these people. &lt;3&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/22716715-8611751618008310681?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8611751618008310681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8611751618008310681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8611751618008310681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8611751618008310681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/05/picturesxzszx-from-oldest-to-lastest.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/Sfu4Cp5Sr3I/AAAAAAAAA7s/w2flOseIrQY/s72-c/DSC06548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-7839265144043720945</id><published>2009-04-26T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:41:08.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That fire you ignited,&lt;br /&gt;good, bad and undecided.&lt;br /&gt;Burns when I stand beside it,&lt;br /&gt;your light is ultraviolet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Time has been passing real fast. It's scary. The weather has been really bad. Anyway, I've decided to totally go the library often. It's the only place i can actually do my work without getting distracted by anything. Anyone wanna go, do ask me along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I think i'm deleting this blog soon. I've been blogging on this very blog since sec 1. It's been almost four years. It has over 300 posts. Sigh, i'm growing up way too fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;NEW STUDY BUDDY, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NADIAH&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;NEW AWESOME LIBRARY BUDDY, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JANNAH&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Cannot talk kay, must study! :DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;MYE starts next week. All the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;READ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bestfriends&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;(i.e, Natty &amp;amp; Azii)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Thank you for always being there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;For all the never-ending support and humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'll be here always if you need me, alright bitches? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I love you. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lovely clique&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;(SETEMPEKERS!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Thank you for making my days that much brighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;It's been a hard year so far, but stay strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;LOVE YA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;close friends&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;(you know who you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Study hard alright?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Exams are a bitch, but so's everything else right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'm here for you, yo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Heh, ilyy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4S3&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;STUDY HARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;We can totally do this,yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I love you, 4S3! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-7839265144043720945?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7839265144043720945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=7839265144043720945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7839265144043720945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7839265144043720945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-fire-you-ignited-good-bad-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-821656448327185343</id><published>2009-04-14T18:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:53:45.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRkFqdWY5I/AAAAAAAAA2s/rx3WcWL4GRA/s1600-h/9a5b96edf48f24ad_zac-efron-17-again-poster.xxlarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 390px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRkFqdWY5I/AAAAAAAAA2s/rx3WcWL4GRA/s320/9a5b96edf48f24ad_zac-efron-17-again-poster.xxlarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324490707918283666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRmSHLGn7I/AAAAAAAAA20/flW3fxG4DEk/s1600-h/z.e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRmSHLGn7I/AAAAAAAAA20/flW3fxG4DEk/s320/z.e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324493120808066994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRqLzBQKeI/AAAAAAAAA28/-g3dtjraw1M/s1600-h/zac_efron_1197524211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRqLzBQKeI/AAAAAAAAA28/-g3dtjraw1M/s320/zac_efron_1197524211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324497410365336034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRkFEc2uzI/AAAAAAAAA2c/qgEV3NMJpmk/s1600-h/zac_efron_interview_photoshoot_B%26W_looking_down_side_view_300x400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRkFEc2uzI/AAAAAAAAA2c/qgEV3NMJpmk/s320/zac_efron_interview_photoshoot_B%26W_looking_down_side_view_300x400_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324490697715661618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRkFCb3KfI/AAAAAAAAA2k/bSWxnsRdsjM/s1600-h/licon002.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRkFCb3KfI/AAAAAAAAA2k/bSWxnsRdsjM/s320/licon002.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324490697174624754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt; ZAC EFRON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, dreamy blue eyes, charming smile.. BUFF. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, talented, has awesome hair and hot. :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;He's awesome and I love him! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;*fan-girl moment*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can't wait for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 Again&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Seriously, why all the haters? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;He's done &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to you, so back off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He's hot okay. That's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; my&lt;/span&gt; opinion. And i'm one of his biggest fans. Proud to be one, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm sorry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;? You think he's gay? Yeah, he's cheery. And he's got an effing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;friend, so get your facts right. You think he's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; hot/ugly? I don't recall asking for your opinion, really. If you're not a fan, it's your problem, not mine. So stop reminding and annoying me if you think he's gay/untalented/ugly. I DON'T CARE, so stop telling me!&lt;br /&gt;It effing pisses me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It. Really. Does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-821656448327185343?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/821656448327185343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=821656448327185343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/821656448327185343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/821656448327185343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/zac-efron-sigh-dreamy-blue-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SeRkFqdWY5I/AAAAAAAAA2s/rx3WcWL4GRA/s72-c/9a5b96edf48f24ad_zac-efron-17-again-poster.xxlarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-7972574546321178655</id><published>2009-04-12T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:44:24.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;You make me feel out of my element, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;like i'm drifting out to the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Like the tides pulling me in deeper, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;making it harder to breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll first start off by saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; THANK YOU, ISABELLE KANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; for the awesome day. I went out with her today to catch the Confessions Of A Shopaholic. We were 10-15 minutes late? But the show was so freaking hilarious. Like, seriously. After that, walked around this food place thingy and checked our BMI? WE'RE HEALTHY, okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think i think too much. I worry too much. I care too much. It gets tiring, but i can't seem to stop. It's annoying, really annoying. See, by even thinking about this, proves it. I am thinking too much. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i need anger management. I have issues, like really. My patience has gone wayyyyyyyyyy down due to constant pressure and stress. So much for my efforts to control my temper for the past few years. I warn everyone&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(who reads my blog)&lt;/span&gt; now, do&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not &lt;/span&gt;annoy me. Like seriously. Don't even think about it. What happens when you do and i lose patience, is not my responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Dammit, why now?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; DDDD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I. Hate. Sec. Four. Life. So. Fucking. Much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-7972574546321178655?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7972574546321178655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=7972574546321178655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7972574546321178655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7972574546321178655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-make-me-feel-out-of-my-element-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-5781856091934240722</id><published>2009-04-06T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:14:18.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Clock keeps ticking, time's running out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Where we're heading, there is no heading back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;'s here. It's the 4th month of the year. Fast how time flies. Fancy that, eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;"It's okay.", "I don't mind." ,"I'll be fine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Things you say when something doesn't go as planned. Come on, admit it, you don't mean it all the time, right? Yet, these are common words used, usually meant as it is, but few hides a meaning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;What do you do when you really do mind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;When it's not okay? When you're no where near "fine"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Tell them, of course!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Yeah, right. Everyone knows it's not always as easy as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sixteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;, i am now. Definitely old enough to decide what's right and wrong for myself. I've learnt many things and there's more to be learnt. From someone who trusted everyone, i've turned to someone who trusts a handful. I've been seeing things differently, thinking differently. "What if"s keep coming up. The O's feels closer than it seems. It's scaring me. Here i am, trying to juggle everything without cracking. I want to change some things in my life. I have to. And i need to do it soon, if not now, before it's too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;Lethargic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;. I am. It's just 8pm and i feel like it's way past 1am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Assignments to be done, i can do this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I have to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-5781856091934240722?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5781856091934240722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5781856091934240722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5781856091934240722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5781856091934240722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/04/clock-keeps-ticking-times-running-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-6866676794991743054</id><published>2009-03-30T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:25:03.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Can't forget to breathe slow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Count from one to ten with my eyes closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Get this, i have math and MT assignments to be done. I have physics test tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; i'll study that later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. It's 10.07PM, i'm dead beat and here i am, blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Plus, Mid-year's coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Someone kill me, just kill me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know i'll snap out of it sooner or later but.. just, not now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm tired. Really. Of everything, for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;It's taking everything to just breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Lately, i've been having.. fears(?), i should say. I can't put it in words, really. Or maybe i just don't want to. Everyday, it just seems easier to smile and pretend i'm totally fine and get on with life. Yet, how come it seems to get harder everyday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, i think too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Before i lose it, get composure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;*ssssscccrrrrrreeeeaaaaammmsssss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*clears throat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Life's so wicked awesome.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-6866676794991743054?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6866676794991743054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=6866676794991743054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6866676794991743054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6866676794991743054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-forget-to-breathe-slow-count-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-8652011165631727698</id><published>2009-03-23T22:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:46:29.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;It's my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yeah, it's my birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SceZKDkMmfI/AAAAAAAAA2M/65vtGKxg4PQ/s1600-h/DSC06500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SceZKDkMmfI/AAAAAAAAA2M/65vtGKxg4PQ/s320/DSC06500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316386283169028594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; It's up on my bedroom wall, yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*zac efronnnnnnnnnnnnnn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SceZK2XikMI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ttBCie5Q4ds/s1600-h/DSC06524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SceZK2XikMI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ttBCie5Q4ds/s320/DSC06524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316386296806150338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIXTEEN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish time would slow down a lil&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; everyone for their birthday wishes/songs, well-wishes and gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; I love and appreciate them all, i really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Once again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;thank you so very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; birthday&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so far&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NC16 movies&lt;/span&gt;, here i come! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(even if i need an IC to prove i'm of age.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAFWAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-8652011165631727698?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8652011165631727698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8652011165631727698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8652011165631727698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8652011165631727698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SceZKDkMmfI/AAAAAAAAA2M/65vtGKxg4PQ/s72-c/DSC06500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-6149887847700719895</id><published>2009-03-21T14:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:22:41.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I'll be t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;here for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;when the rain starts to fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wednesday's pictures; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[18March]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSFWMaal-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/-Tu1Ka_nxqY/s1600-h/sarahuda+1+655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSFWMaal-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/-Tu1Ka_nxqY/s320/sarahuda+1+655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315520076539664354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSHJv0ylOI/AAAAAAAAA2E/QTy0vg-08Ro/s1600-h/sarahuda+1+656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSHJv0ylOI/AAAAAAAAA2E/QTy0vg-08Ro/s320/sarahuda+1+656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315522061730485474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSFvKLSVcI/AAAAAAAAA18/f7jVOBnCIRQ/s1600-h/sarahuda+1+662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSFvKLSVcI/AAAAAAAAA18/f7jVOBnCIRQ/s320/sarahuda+1+662.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315520505436067266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSFWkqYEcI/AAAAAAAAA10/FB_o7QgCfI8/s1600-h/sarahuda+1+661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSFWkqYEcI/AAAAAAAAA10/FB_o7QgCfI8/s320/sarahuda+1+661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315520083049058754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSFWmYJBWI/AAAAAAAAA1s/jaF4hmTuDBM/s1600-h/sarahuda+1+658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSFWmYJBWI/AAAAAAAAA1s/jaF4hmTuDBM/s320/sarahuda+1+658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315520083509445986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends that turned into family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you girls. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-6149887847700719895?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6149887847700719895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=6149887847700719895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6149887847700719895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6149887847700719895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-be-there-for-you-when-rain-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScSFWMaal-I/AAAAAAAAA1U/-Tu1Ka_nxqY/s72-c/sarahuda+1+655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-8810393222132591311</id><published>2009-03-20T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:58:12.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;If it's gonna be a rainy day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;there's nothing we can do to make it change.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, had chem remedial in the morning. Also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reeta&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday.After chem, had a pleasant surprise. Cut the story short, in my clique, only Reeta and I are march babies, and the others surprised us. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt; baked both of us a birthday cake. An advanced for me. It had honeystars on it. HAHA, but it was quite good. Chocolate-y. :D &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls, ily.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScJZUgukwDI/AAAAAAAAA1M/RHTv1VVItew/s1600-h/DSC06448-horz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 76px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScJZUgukwDI/AAAAAAAAA1M/RHTv1VVItew/s200/DSC06448-horz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314908719168143410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;*feel free to click on the picture above to see the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Race To Witch Mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; yesterday. Good movie, i should say. In my opinion. After that, Mama bought me the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; converse shoes i wanted as an advanced birthday gift.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *squeals in delight* &lt;/span&gt;Then, we ate at Sakura. WOOH. Haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Three more days. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-8810393222132591311?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8810393222132591311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8810393222132591311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8810393222132591311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8810393222132591311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-its-gonna-be-rainy-day-theres_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/ScJZUgukwDI/AAAAAAAAA1M/RHTv1VVItew/s72-c/DSC06448-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-8937270202136701637</id><published>2009-03-15T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:17:32.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You got a piece of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And honestly, my life would suck without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; this song, Kelly Clarkson&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; rocks&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A week's come and gone. Got my class tee. Huge, but thank goodness it's dry fit. It's soft, so it falls on your body nicely, thus, not looking that big on me. It's not that bad, really. Looks better than i thought it would. The hand that's supposed to show the rock sign has crooked fingers, but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So, i have remedials during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Surprise, surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Monday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8AM-9AM   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11AM-1PM  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2PM-5PM    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tuesday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8AM-9AM   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HISTORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wednesday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8AM-10AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CHEMISTRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2PM-5PM    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thursday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Friday;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;THANK YOUUUU, PROTECTED TIME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Movies I Simply Must Watch This Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Push. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Race to Witch Mountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 Again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (ZAC EFRON!!! *fangirls*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adventureland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Street Fighter, The Legend Of Chun-Li.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transformers 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;That's all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;"&gt; for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Coming soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, anyone?&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-8937270202136701637?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8937270202136701637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8937270202136701637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8937270202136701637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8937270202136701637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-got-piece-of-me-and-honestly-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-482114494281588911</id><published>2009-03-09T17:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:30:17.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't give up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no, I won't break down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems, life turns around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And I will be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, even if it all goes wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; When I'm standing in the dark, I'll still believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Someone's watching over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sick&lt;/span&gt;, again. Cured from fever, caught a cold. Ironic. My nose is running like a water pipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of those days.&lt;/span&gt; Today, i had one of those days. One of those days when nothing goes your way, one of those days when everything you do doesn't seem good enough. One of those days when you feel so alone and insignificant towards everyone, it gets really depressing. One of those days when you sit back and wonder if you're really worth anything. Just one of those days. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More than words. &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, i appreciate being told when people say they do care for me, or they'll be there for me when i need them, anyone, to be. To a certain extend, it makes my day just a tiny bit better. But what i need most is not reassurance of words, what i need most is to feel the concern, to see it. An encouraging smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;, a gentle pat on the back, a hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;. It's true what they say, actions does speak louder than words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Thank you, V. For today, for listening to me, for showing me that you really do care. It meant a lot, you made my day a whole lot better. And no, i won't forget you, we still have that list of things to do together. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-482114494281588911?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/482114494281588911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=482114494281588911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/482114494281588911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/482114494281588911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-i-wont-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-7888122128172830095</id><published>2009-03-07T20:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:03:43.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes it's gonna rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But baby, can't we make up now cause i can't sleep through the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUOTE OF THE WEEK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;"This moment will never come again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So yesterday was OP idol! Awesome, would have been more awesome if i didn't have a freaking fever. Can't even completely tell you how bad i was feeling. Felt like i was dying, seriously. IT. WAS. TORTURE. Came to school anyway because bestie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt; was performing. And i wanted to support him since it was our last year, now, i wouldn't wanna miss that, would i? I think he did great. The other contestants were okay, except a few extraordinary ones, like this sec 1 dude, named Jerome (or something). I must say, he rocked! Like seriously. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Got home at about 5-ish pm, showered, took 2 pills of panadol and slept. Kept waking up because i don't think i can feel anymore worser than i was feeling already. Everything ached, i swear i could cry. It was only when i woke up at 9plus at night that i felt better. Then woke up this morning, with a slight fever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;, took panadol &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;, rested and then got better by 2pm. WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; I were talking about the current rumour about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt; abusing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;. God knows what really happened, right? But as far as we, normal civillians know, it does seem like he beat and bit her. If that's true, my goodness, what's wrong with him?! I mean, you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; the girl?! Tsk. This can totally relate to songs like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Face Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So anyway, we were talking about it till it unintentionally became sort of like a short joke. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Natty-ism says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;i was pretty shocked when i heard it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Safwah;   never that &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;easy. says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Disturbing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Natty-ism says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;disturbia..and erm, superhuman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Safwah;   never that easy. says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Safwah;   never that easy. says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;She should totally Say Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Natty-ism says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;haha. yeah man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Natty-ism says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;she should have Run It too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Safwah;   never that easy. says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;You know.. if this goes on, she might get depressed and go to Rehab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Natty-ism says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Rihanna says, Hate that i love you, then, Cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Safwah;   never that easy. says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;HAHAHAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Safwah;   never that easy. says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Safwah;   never that easy. says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Safwah;   never that easy. says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;She wasn't Unfaithful, was she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Natty-ism says:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Nope. hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Get it, get it? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Pictures;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxRN-oTpI/AAAAAAAAA0M/VPkDPHpNvUY/s1600-h/P1050678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxRN-oTpI/AAAAAAAAA0M/VPkDPHpNvUY/s200/P1050678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310431451247300242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;OP idol hosts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Zalikha &amp;amp; Fatiha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxRpinzAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/weuY5R4Kaa8/s1600-h/P1050676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxRpinzAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/weuY5R4Kaa8/s200/P1050676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310431458646019074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Begging you for mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hotstuff, Hasyima. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxR_XO7TI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iz0ohIvk10A/s1600-h/P1050688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxR_XO7TI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iz0ohIvk10A/s200/P1050688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310431464503831858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The dude who had an affair with Mrs Jones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Bestie, Syunnazry. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxSYOjglI/AAAAAAAAA0k/7ux02NGQ3d0/s1600-h/P1050699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxSYOjglI/AAAAAAAAA0k/7ux02NGQ3d0/s200/P1050699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310431471178318418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Almost Candid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxS9F0hgI/AAAAAAAAA0s/1ft6vmDRLv4/s1600-h/P1050707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxS9F0hgI/AAAAAAAAA0s/1ft6vmDRLv4/s200/P1050707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310431481073796610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;That's what you get when you let your heart win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Nazry &amp;amp; Jerome, the rocking dude. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJx7OBV7pI/AAAAAAAAA00/MU8iyulHt_Q/s1600-h/P1050705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJx7OBV7pI/AAAAAAAAA00/MU8iyulHt_Q/s200/P1050705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310432172813184658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;One word, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJx7RZPjsI/AAAAAAAAA08/9bbZVxZ6aD0/s1600-h/P1050711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJx7RZPjsI/AAAAAAAAA08/9bbZVxZ6aD0/s200/P1050711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310432173718736578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Larger Than Life. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJx78GSbWI/AAAAAAAAA1E/cKdtDZHPUg4/s1600-h/P1050714..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJx78GSbWI/AAAAAAAAA1E/cKdtDZHPUg4/s200/P1050714..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310432185181957474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;SEC FOURS, BIATCH. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-7888122128172830095?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7888122128172830095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=7888122128172830095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7888122128172830095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7888122128172830095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-sometimes-its-gonna-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SbJxRN-oTpI/AAAAAAAAA0M/VPkDPHpNvUY/s72-c/P1050678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-6525969951947717092</id><published>2009-02-27T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:20:19.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;All you have to do is call my name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;no matter how close or far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Changed blogskin. Didn't feel like doing anything related to school, so.. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;WOOOH! The another week over. Busy, busy. I haven't used the computer for a week! It's funny how fast time passes by when you have so much to do and go home so late. I think i'm stressed. I just try not to show it. I don't want wrinkles. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well, there's nothing much to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So till next time dudes &amp;amp; dudettes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;WORLD PEACE! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;JUST FOR LAUGHS;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SafUG5AKykI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MQKt4yqf28w/s1600-h/outtathecar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SafUG5AKykI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MQKt4yqf28w/s200/outtathecar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307443900725250626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;*No racist insults intended. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;;Taken from photobucket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Besties till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SafUGyfOyrI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-gAQeBLMkhY/s1600-h/DSC05733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SafUGyfOyrI/AAAAAAAAA0E/-gAQeBLMkhY/s200/DSC05733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307443898976488114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hey, imysfm, biatch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-6525969951947717092?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6525969951947717092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=6525969951947717092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6525969951947717092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6525969951947717092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-you-have-to-do-is-call-my-name-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SafUG5AKykI/AAAAAAAAAz8/MQKt4yqf28w/s72-c/outtathecar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-3525051229206621174</id><published>2009-02-22T04:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T04:26:04.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Life is a maze &amp;amp; love is a riddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a reason of blogging twice today. Well, it's currently 4.17AM. I'm still awake. Probably because i slept A LOT yesterday afternoon. And when i say a lot, i mean like, possibly half the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i've watched movies for the past.. um, hours. I watched Independence Day, Super Bad and currently, House Bunny. I did my homework too. Math is done and i'm half-way through my MT homework. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not sleepy, yet. So that'll be a problem cause when i sleep in and then wake up, not knowing whether i'll be able to sleep at night then if i don't, i'm gonna have a bad day in school on Monday. Which is already, as included in the name MONDAY, bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to House Bunny,&lt;br /&gt;and what's left of MT homework. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Safwah.&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/22716715-3525051229206621174?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3525051229206621174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3525051229206621174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3525051229206621174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3525051229206621174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-maze-love-is-riddle.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-805471000191200607</id><published>2009-02-22T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:05:50.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Everywhere I'm looking now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm surrounded by your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;SURVEY TIME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;WOOHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Taken from: Azi. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Think of 6 people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and GO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Azi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Fatiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Basic questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who have you known the longest?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Natasha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who have you known the shortest?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Fatiha, i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who is the youngest?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Fatiha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who is the oldest?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nadiah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are they your only friends?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uh, no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who of them were your childhood friends?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Natasha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who makes you laugh the hardest: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Natasha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who is the most serious?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nazry, i guess. Hardly. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who is the loudest?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nadiah. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How many of them go to your school: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are any of them going out?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are any of them hot?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ALL! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are any of them ugly?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How many boys?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;how many girls?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Has he/she made you smile:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Almost all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Name a time that they made you sad: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Would you ever go out with this person?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;If i was a guy, MAYBE. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Is this person serious or funny: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;FUNNY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What was your first impression of this person?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I.. can't remember, honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Is this person your best friend?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;The best. BFFs, biatch. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Is it a boy or a girl?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Does this person make you laugh?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Yeah, almost all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What word reminds you of them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nunga, biatch, dweeb, koneng, breathless, armpit, freak &amp;amp; the list goes on &amp;amp; on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you trust them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;In theory. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you love them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;DUH, like a sista. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What is your best memory with them?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; TWILIGHT MOVIE IN THE CINEMA. HAHA! (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If you were stranded on a desert island would you want them to be there?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; YEAHHHHHH. That'll be nice. At least i won't have to befriend a monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2. Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How old is she/he?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sixteen in october. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do they live near you?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Kinda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do they ever get on your nerves?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;DU-UH. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What's your best memory with them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Our little memorable outings. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever cried in front of them?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Nope, not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you love them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;YEAHHH, in a platonic kinda way. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How did you meet them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Actually, i knew him before he knew me. I know, makes me sound like a stalker, doesn't it? x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever met this person's parents?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Yeah, the mum only though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are they single?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have they ever seen you embarrass yourself?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Ah.. unfortunately, yes. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you care about this person?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;He's my bestfriend, what d'you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What color hair do they have?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Black, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Azi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do they play any sports?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uh, does she? I think so, some. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do they go to your school?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What's their name?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Zaris Azira :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever been in a fight with this person?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I think so.. can't remember though?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you have any nicknames for this person?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Moony(i know right?haha), but most importantly, AZI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;does this person play an instrument?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Not that i know of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Does this person have your number?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What's something that reminds you of this person?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uh.. stuff. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are they in any of your classes?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sadly, no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When was the last time you hung out?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;A few days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What is their name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nurul Nadiah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Boy or girl?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hair color?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever been shopping with this person?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Yeah, sort of, for art stuff. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What's their best quality?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Her super LAMENESS. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are they nice?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Not really, but kinda. HAHA. Confusing much? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Whats the nicest thing they've ever done for you?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Made me laugh when i'm having a bad day. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you been to their house before?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Yeah, during hari raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have they ever had an awesome party?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uh, not that i know of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How long have you known them: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;2 years, counting. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you love them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;How can i not love that setempek face? x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Where does this person live?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Somewhere over there.. *points finger to a direction*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What is their favorite sport?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uh, favourite? I'm not sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do they have any nicknames for you?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Saf, nationally &amp;amp; universally used. x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you have any nicknames for them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Syafifi! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Are you two close?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Pretty much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have they seen you naked?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; NOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever worked with this person?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;No, hope so, soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How did you meet?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Madrasah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When did you meet?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Um, around 5 years ago, when pluto was still a planet. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Fatiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What color hair do they have?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Why are you their friend?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;How would i know? Ask her. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Whats an inside joke between you two?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uh.. do we have an inside joke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What school do they go to?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you know them well?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What is the first thing that comes to mind when you think of them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ADORABLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When was the last time you guys hung out?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Few days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you hang out a lot?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sadly, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;How do you know them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uh, beginning of last year or was it last 2 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you trust them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Kinda, i suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you know their parents?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uhh, no. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Whats the most fun you've had with them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Most of the time we hang out together. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;ABOUT ALL OF THEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Do you have a crush on any of them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Nopeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ditzyist?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Fatiha? x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You talk online with the most: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uh, Natasha. Which is hardly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever traveled anywhere with anyone on your top 6?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Don't think so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever hated anyone on your top 6?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever done anything illegal with anyone on your top 6?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Not that i remember of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever played on a sports team with anyone on your top 6?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever been pissed at anyone in your 6?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have you ever told any of the 6 you loved them?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Uh-huh. Love them all. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Which of your friends on your six will fill this out?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Who knows? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-805471000191200607?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/805471000191200607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=805471000191200607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/805471000191200607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/805471000191200607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/everywhere-im-looking-now-im-surrounded.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-4886878079151521460</id><published>2009-02-15T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:54:39.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Pictures of you, pictures of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Hung upon your wall, for the world to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Complicated.&lt;/span&gt; That's what life is right now, complicated. Not to mention that i'm so behind for my art, think i might actually crack sooner than i thought. It'll be better soon, i guess. That's what i've been telling myself, hoping it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i need right now is constant comfort, support, motivation and a daily dose of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;'s lameness. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So it's february. Mock Exam is in around&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3 months&lt;/span&gt;, Prelims are in around&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 6 months&lt;/span&gt;. And O'levels are in around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 months&lt;/span&gt;. Omg. I just had a mental slap. Oh crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; *screamm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;OMG, Safwah! Snap out of it! YOUR. FUTURE. DEPENDS. ON. THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sigh. Wouldn't it be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4886878079151521460?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4886878079151521460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4886878079151521460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4886878079151521460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4886878079151521460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/pictures-of-you-pictures-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-5596928229439006977</id><published>2009-02-08T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:29:35.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wanna go out.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(for leisure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm losing my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;SEC FOUR SUCKKKKKK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-5596928229439006977?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5596928229439006977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5596928229439006977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5596928229439006977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5596928229439006977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-3595610088435984637</id><published>2009-02-07T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:20:21.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Tell me why you're so hard to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't remind me, i'm not over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;So um, i'm supposed to follow my parents and brother to my cousin's wedding at Johor. Don't know why i didn't go. Oh yeah, was supposed to go out with people, but they cancelled, so yeah. Should've gone, cause there's food there. Free food. I mean, what's wrong with me?! There's no food at home, not really anyway, so i had to eat maggi for breakfast. Going out later with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; V&lt;/span&gt; to eat my lunch+dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Sorry &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt;, for being like that when you called. Just don't have the mood today. I'll call you back soon kay? Promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have assignments to do. And 2 tests to study for. Did i mention art?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If i even have the time or feel like it, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Whoopee. Gonna have the time of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I just wish time would slow down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;P.S; Hahahahahahaaaaaaaa. Talk about hypocrites. *shivers*&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/22716715-3595610088435984637?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3595610088435984637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3595610088435984637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3595610088435984637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3595610088435984637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/tell-me-why-youre-so-hard-to-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-53495964977217723</id><published>2009-02-02T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:28:40.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See, I'm a young soul in this very strange world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoping i could learn a bit 'bout what is true and fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know right? I've just got to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, recently just started to settle into hectic sec 4 life. Things had just started to slow down and if i get home any time before 6pm, is early to me. Imagine that. I'm still busy though. What, with remedials, homework. Oh, trust me, i'm feeling the pressure. But i'm still gonna try to achieve my 2009 resolutions, and so far, i've made new friends and the year has been good. I know it's still early to say so, but i'd like to believe that the more i say it, it'll continue to be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's easy for me to keep in touch with friends in the same class. Can't say the same for those from other classes though. It's been 5 weeks and i haven't really spent time with certain people. Not as much as i used to. I'm trying though, to fit them in whenever's possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lalala.. so, today was a good day, i should say. Especially eating McD with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reeta&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt;. Laughed our ass-es off. Seriously had fun. They made me realise i say, "anyway..." ,wayyy too much. But it's a habit and it's not a bad word, so i shan't change it. And a lot of things were said and done, which made us laugh till our tummy hurt.  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need a new book. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NUNGA-NUNGA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Safwah. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-53495964977217723?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/53495964977217723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=53495964977217723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/53495964977217723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/53495964977217723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/02/see-im-young-soul-in-this-very-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-4851135689576728100</id><published>2009-01-20T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:43:34.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today was an awesome day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4851135689576728100?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4851135689576728100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4851135689576728100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4851135689576728100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4851135689576728100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-awesome-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-1877048833753615413</id><published>2009-01-17T18:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:40:53.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Second week of school has ended. And i feel as if it's been a year. Yes, i am that tired. All mentally, emotionally and physically. Apart from being so exhausted, there's this little girl, in green overalls and a little green bow on her head, in me that's running in circles and screaming her head off. The fact that this year is my year of taking the (probably) most important exam of my life and me not being that prepared is scaring the shit out of me. Like, seriously. The setempekers help me keep my sanity every waking school day. Honestly, without them, i think i would've cracked by now. I probably still will though, soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sigh. *Screammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmms*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, anyone wanna buy my brother's album? It's hip hop. He's in this hip hop society in Singapore called X.S. It costs $12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Better buy it from me than at HMV, it's $15 there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you're interested, do tell me. To hear how the album would sound like, go to his myspace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" com="" fuseaction="user.viewProfile&amp;amp;friendID=163183124/&amp;quot;"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5t82SPrusnw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5t82SPrusnw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Safwah.&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/22716715-1877048833753615413?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1877048833753615413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=1877048833753615413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1877048833753615413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1877048833753615413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/01/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-106662587389484440</id><published>2009-01-02T16:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:41:29.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An ocean of emotion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart rips me wide open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, i woke up and got ready for school. Was supposed to go to school with Nazry. But i totally got the time wrong. I realised it only when i was on the way to meet him. Was supposed to be there by 6.30AM. But instead, i went out at 6.30AM. He had to be in school by 6.45AM. But in my mind, i had to meet him at 6.45AM. Ended up going to school alone. Oh gosh, what's wrong with me?! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sorry bestie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the rest of the day, i would say it has been a very awesome day. I was happy to see everyone &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;again. It was just so good to be back in school that i don't think i have anything to complain about.&lt;/span&gt; How was the first day for the rest of you? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After school, went to lunch with V. Talked a lot with her. It was really nice. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um, so, i have to finish some stuff over the weekend. I have to. Mrs Liu made me sit right in front. And i don't think i can ever get away with not doing or bringing my homework. Really pressurising. But i guess it's good. It makes me do my assignments and actually focus on my studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will blog again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, nunga-nunga to you too. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(And no, i won't stop saying that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-106662587389484440?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/106662587389484440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=106662587389484440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/106662587389484440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/106662587389484440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/01/ocean-of-emotion-my-heart-rips-me-wide.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-5985600928757264697</id><published>2009-01-01T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:28:42.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blow the candles out, looks like a solo tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm beginning to see the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Happy New Year. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly, i can't feel any difference. At all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watched Ms Universe yesterday. The whole time i was watching, i was thinking to myself, "Fall. Come on, trip and fall. Fall now!" . Hehe, and Ms USA tripped. I swear i just burst out laughing. Sadistic? I guess so. But i was just expecting it and it's just bound to happen. Sure, they're gorgeous. I was hoping Ms Columbia or Ms Mexico would win though.  They were, wow. I mean, i'm a girl and they just 'wow' me. Imagine the effect on guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watched countdown half-way, then got bored. So i used the computer for a while more, then i went to sleep. Had some senseless dream yesterday. I know it was senseless, random even. But i cant seem to remember what it was about.  :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyone has the book &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stephanie Meyer&lt;/span&gt;? I would like to borrow, please. For 4 days, at the most. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMG, school starts tomorrow. I'm not really sure if i'm supposed to be happy or freaking out. Still feeling numb, so i can't feel anything much. Sigh. Oh well, at least i'd be able to see my friends again. And i'll be the senior. That, i'm excited about. Thinking of going to Ngee Ann Poly's open house. It's gonna be on the 8th to 10th Jan. Anyone interested to go with me? Text me kay. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes, nunga-nunga to you too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Safwah.&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/22716715-5985600928757264697?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5985600928757264697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5985600928757264697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5985600928757264697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5985600928757264697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2009/01/blow-candles-out-looks-like-solo.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-3315053804386869756</id><published>2008-12-30T13:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:20:42.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you feel so low,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can't feel nothing at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, um, to keep things fair, under the "&lt;3" are people who have either &lt;strong&gt;been there for me&lt;/strong&gt; a lot, &lt;strong&gt;cheered me up&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;made me&lt;strong&gt; laugh till i cry&lt;/strong&gt; , whom&lt;em&gt; i think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; understands me better than the rest&lt;/strong&gt; and probably, i hope, be the ones who'd stick around for a very, very long time. To put it in simpler words, i hope we'd be friends forever. You rock uh, ily &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On Sunday, went to watch Twilight with Natasha. Wanted to watch Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging but the bitch behind the counter told us it wasn't showing on that day. Wonder why i call her the bitch behind the counter? She had this stupid bored face on which almost tells you to leave her alone. So much for Serve with a Smile. Then, something stupid happened in the cinema, i shall not say what kay. Laughed a lot, though it wasn't that funny. But it was a hella lot of fun. Got Twilight book from her, finished reading it in 2 days. One, if you count it by hours. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Recently been feeling rather numb. Everything is sinking in slowly. Going to Sec 4, turning 16, O's, graduating. Most would say they're already panicking or feeling the pressure. But i just feel numb. Maybe i'd freak on the first day of school or something. Everything is just passing by way too fast. I just want it to slow down. But obviously it's not happening, so i guess i just have to catch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;School is starting soon too. Every assignment is almost done. I'm just left with a little here and there. But whatever, so not in the mood. Hope the school doesn't look stupid, though from what i heard, i think it does. Yellow walls and orange doors? What are we, in kindergarten? Geez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Changed the song again. I just love this song.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, nunga-nunga to you too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&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/22716715-3315053804386869756?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3315053804386869756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3315053804386869756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3315053804386869756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3315053804386869756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/heyy_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-5469029534449899727</id><published>2008-12-27T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:34:59.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm leaving my fingerprints.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So um, changed the blog song. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rocks kay! :D I so love this song, plus i think i might want to make this song sort of like a theme song for next year. You know, me being sec 4 now. Suits, dont you think? :) And i sort of changed some pictures under "The Simple Things" . Even if your face isn't there, i still love you okay. I'm just lazy to find the pictures. Haha. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've probably said this a lot, but not only am i so freaking anxious (&amp;amp; not to mention horrified) about O'levels, but the thought of leaving is overwhelming. Therefore, i've decided to make next year, if possible,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; best year in Orchid Park, for me anyway. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, i went to do assignments with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Went to the yishun library and it was full. So we went to BK instead. I totally had a mental breakdown. I just couldn't do anything. But it got better. We started on what we thought was an impossibly difficult chemistry assignment. But it wasn't that hard at all. He taught me, possibly, half the stuff i didn't quite get and actually got me getting the answers right. Thanks bestie, if you hadn't forced me to start on chemistry with you, i would never have tried it at all. It was definately a self-esteem boost. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, i do have quite a few assignments left, but i think i'll be able to finish it in time. I think. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've also done a to/must-do-list for next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(You may skip this part)&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(much, much)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Control horrible temper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be more optimistic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be less stubborn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If possible, make more friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Study harder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get rid of bad habits.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Save up.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(kaaaa-chingggg)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do more chores around the house, willingly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be a better friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUG MORE.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;aka Operation-Spread-More-Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try to make 2009 my closest friends' best year too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST BE NICER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have an AWESOME 16th birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Improve on my studies.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(oh please, oh please)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pass Mock Exam pretty well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do my best for O'levels.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(prays)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decide on which poly/course i want to take.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graduate in style. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get a much-better-paying-job-than-McD-or-KFC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Save up for original levi's jeans.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prom Night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep in touch with friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Call 2009 the best year i've had, yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ta-daaa! That was one hell of a list, isn't it? I think i missed out some stuff though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, once i've had pictures from my cousin from the time i was in KL, i'll probably post it up. And if you really read this really long post, i love you &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, okay? Serious. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-5469029534449899727?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5469029534449899727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5469029534449899727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5469029534449899727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5469029534449899727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-leaving-my-fingerprints.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-3920121170198190922</id><published>2008-12-24T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:44:03.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 questions to do ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1]What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;- Eat. Sleep. Tv. Not-doing-homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2]Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;- When the batt runs low, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3]What happened at 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;- I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4]When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;- Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5]Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6]What do you want in yr life now?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7]Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up yr hood?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8]What's yr favourite thing to have on yr bed?&lt;br /&gt;- Pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9]What bottoms are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;- Track pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10]Whats the nicest thing in yr inbox?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11]Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12]Are you wearing anything borrowed frm someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13]What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;- Eagle Eye on dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14]What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;- Quite a number of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15]What does yr oldest text msg in yr inbox says?&lt;br /&gt;- A long text from Azii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16]What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;- Womanizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17]Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18]What does yr last receive text msg says?&lt;br /&gt;- "I'm here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19]What time did you go to bed last nite?&lt;br /&gt;- Around 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20]Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah, pretty much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21]Who gives you the best advice?&lt;br /&gt;- My mum. Natasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22]Do you eat whipped cream straight frm the can?&lt;br /&gt;- Dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23]With whom did you talk on the phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Shereena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24]Is something bugging you now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25]What/who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;- V and Een.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26]Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27]Who was the last person you missed a call frm?&lt;br /&gt;- Een.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28]Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29]What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;- Hypocritical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30]Do you have a crush on someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31]Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;- Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32]What is the colour of yr room?&lt;br /&gt;- Greeeennn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33]Would you kill someone you hate for a billion bucks?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34]Do you believe in the saying, ’Talk is cheap’?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35]Who was the last person to lie in yr bed?&lt;br /&gt;- V and Een.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36]Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;- V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37]Did you see the last person you kissed recently?&lt;br /&gt;- My mum? Yeah, just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38]Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;- Duh, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39]Have you ever thought someone died, when they didn't?&lt;br /&gt;- Sorry? Could you repeat that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40]What is the reason behind yr profile song?&lt;br /&gt;- Superhuman? It's nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41]Who was the last person you saw in yr dreams?&lt;br /&gt;- I cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42]Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;- Few seconds ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;43]Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;- I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44]What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45]Are you talking to someone while doing this?&lt;br /&gt;- Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46]Do you walk with your eyes closed or open?&lt;br /&gt;- Open, duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47]Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;- A couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48]Do you want someone you can never have?&lt;br /&gt;- Uh, not really? Not yet, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49]Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50]What was the worst idea you’ve had this week?&lt;br /&gt;- idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51]What were you doing last night at 11pm?&lt;br /&gt;- Watching Madagascar 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52]Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;- No love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53]What song best describes yr love life?&lt;br /&gt;- No love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54]Does the person know you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- NO LOVE LIFE! Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55]Who always makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;- Natasha. She makes me laugh till i cry, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56]Do you speak other languages other than english?&lt;br /&gt;- Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57]Favourite websites?&lt;br /&gt;- Friendster, youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58]Whats yr middle name?&lt;br /&gt;- Binte? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;60]What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;- This and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61]Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;- Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62]Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;- Um, toilet, living room, bedroom, kitchen, balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63]What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;- I dont play games much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64]Who are you missing now?&lt;br /&gt;- Quite a few people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;65]If you had to choose between your friend or your lover which will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66]What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Doing this and talking to V and Een.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67]Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;- Jiemin Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68]Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;br /&gt;- Green. Red. Blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;69]What emotion do you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;- idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70]What is yr life to you?&lt;br /&gt;- My life is my life, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71]If you have something bothering you what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Freak out or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;72]Who did you last chat on msn today?&lt;br /&gt;- Never chatted on msn today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73]Who do you admire the most?&lt;br /&gt;- My mama, Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74]Which month were you born in?&lt;br /&gt;- March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75]How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;- This and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76]What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;- 4.10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77]What kind of person do you think of the one who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;- Lazy to jot this down. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;78]What colour did you use to dye yr hair?&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't dye my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79]Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;- Natasha asked me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80]What do you do when you are moody?&lt;br /&gt;- Keep to myself and snap at annoying people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;81]At which age do you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;- 24? Too young? My problem :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82]Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;- My parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83]If today was the last day of your life what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Taubat and ask forgiveness from people? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84]Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;- idk.. don't really trust myself much sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85]Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86]If you had a dream come true what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Waking up once day, knowing that my dream(whatever it is) has came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87]What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;- This year? Finish my assignments before school starts? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88]Do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89]What feeling do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Satisfaction, the feeling of being loved and that funny happy feeling of being around the person i really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90]Do you think its Global Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;91]What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;- Anger, irritation and hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;92]You like doing quizzes?&lt;br /&gt;-When im bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;93]Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;- Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94]Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;- My parents, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95]What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;- Um..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;96]What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;- Life Insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97]What have you regretted doing your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;- A lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;98]What would you do if nobody cared for you?&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to stand alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;99]What would you do if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;- Oh, it's SO over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100]How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;- Relieved that i've finished this :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, imydweeb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&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/22716715-3920121170198190922?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3920121170198190922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3920121170198190922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3920121170198190922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3920121170198190922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/100-questions-to-do-1what-have-you-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-98868333845538685</id><published>2008-12-13T12:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:50:22.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It just doesn't seem to matter anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm gonna go pick up my granny and her maid later, then cab to my mum's friend's son's engagement thingy. And after today, i'm just left with 2 more days till i can go to Malaysia. I really can't wait to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly, been feeling very bummed out lately. Don't feel like talking to any of my friends, don't feel like meeting them, hardly feel like even replying their messages either, but i do reply them. Not that there are many who contacts me or much to reply on anyway. Sure i miss some of them, wayyy too much actually. But i feel so bummed out, i don't want to even talk them. Half of them don't even contact me and i'm always the one asking, "Hey, how're you? imy." .So whatever uh, doesn't make any difference if i don't call or text them. It's almost like everyone expects to be contacted and no one makes the effort to. I'm seriously almost tired of being the one making the effort. Almost too tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like anyone cares, right? Don't even know why i'm blogging this up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, have to go out tomorrow for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cikgu Fauzia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s wedding with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Setempekers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and probably some others. Have to cause i haven't seen then since forever &amp;amp; will probably die if i dont see them tomorrow. So they'll be the last i'll go out with before i leave Singapore on the 16th. Bet i'll feel better tomorrow, when i'm out with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Won't be going online anymore, if you wanna contact me, text me. If not, i'll see you other peeps whenever,wherever. If that doesn't work out either, then ahhh, whatever uh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natasha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; I know i haven't been calling or texting much, but i'll call you two before i go to Malaysia, alrighty? Individually, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&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/22716715-98868333845538685?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/98868333845538685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=98868333845538685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/98868333845538685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/98868333845538685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-7986073073945840278</id><published>2008-12-09T15:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:29:12.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm much better at goodbyes than you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SURPRISE! I'm still alive :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, um, a few days ago, i went shopping with &lt;strong&gt;Mama&lt;/strong&gt;. Went to Suntec to send &lt;strong&gt;Ayah&lt;/strong&gt; his specs, then went to walk around the mall. I swear i can get lost in there. Anyway, bought a belt and this sweater. It's pink. I bet you're like, &lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;?! I know right? But it's&lt;strong&gt; hot pink&lt;/strong&gt;. With a bit of green here and there. Sounds weird, but it looks pretty nice. It's a Disney thing. Hard to explain really, but it's nice. Haha. Ate at KFC, then went home after seeing Ayah again. Took 857, i think. And my gosh, that bus goes to bus stops near like a dozen other malls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, here's the funny part. Well, funny to me. While walking to back from the bus stop to my house with my mum, this happens. (In brakets are translations)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Talking &amp;amp; laughing*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Mama sees dog poo on the grass and almost stepped on it&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mama;&lt;/strong&gt; EH, BABI!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*avoids the poo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(EH, PIG!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*i looked on the floor and saw the poo.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*looks at each other*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*silence*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*sniggers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;WHAT did you just say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mama;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*looks at me &amp;amp; sniggers too*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Mama nak cakap "taik", terkeluar "babi". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I wanted to say "poo", accidently said, "pig")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*still holding back laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Takde kene mengene pun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(There's no link!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mama;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*half-laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Entah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(I don't know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Both burst out laughing*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha, i still can't believe she said that, outloud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was Hari Raya Aidiladha. It was all right, wasn't all that boring. All i did was eat, talk with my cousins, look at their phones and sit around. Did i mention eat? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anywho, assignments are still not done. HAHA. I hate assignments. Actually, i don't. I just hate &lt;strong&gt;holiday&lt;/strong&gt; assignments. Scary how one word can change my feelings towards something. &lt;strong&gt;Nazry&lt;/strong&gt;'s right. Screw homework. Sigh, gonna start soon. Soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A week left till i'm off to Malaysia. Not that hardly anyone seem to care i'm still in Singapore or not, whether i'm still alive or not. But it's just, FYI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sigh, it gets really lonely here sometimes. Almost dead. Sometimes, i wonder why i still update this blog. Sometimes, i forget why i havent deleted this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&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/22716715-7986073073945840278?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7986073073945840278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=7986073073945840278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7986073073945840278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7986073073945840278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/h-eyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-403673295704192651</id><published>2008-12-03T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:15:03.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry for breaking all the promises&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that i wasn't around to keep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am happy today. :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s cousin, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Azeerah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, got free tickets to some film event of some sort. It's a prize presentation for youths who made short films. It wasn't as boring as i thought it'll be. Azeerah was really friendly, so was her friend &lt;em&gt;(i sorta forgot her name, hehe).&lt;/em&gt;  They're both sixteen year olds. So we gotta talk and get to know each other, it was so weird at first, but they were friendly, so it got  a lil comfortable after that. The four of us actually got there early, really early. I fidgeted a lot cause the wait was just so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't know Singapore has mayors. O.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So anyway, there was this lucky draw thing. My seat number won. My number actually &lt;em&gt;won.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;0217&lt;/strong&gt;. The moment it was read out, i just went stiff. Nazry knew it was my number so he went stiff too. We both literally stopped moving. Funny thing is, we actually thought that if we won, we'll just keep quiet and let someone else win. But Azeerah offered to go up and take for me, so i let her. And the weirdest thing happened. The next seat number that was read out was &lt;strong&gt;0218&lt;/strong&gt;. Nazry won!&lt;em&gt; (By the way, the lady who was giving out the prize saw him going up to take, and she was like, "Oh, he's wearing &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;. OH! &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;GREEN &lt;/span&gt;SHOES TOO!", Azeerah, her friend and I just burst out laughing. The way she reacted to that, it was just priceless.)&lt;/em&gt; So we both got 2 pairs of free movie tickets to any movie. Negotiated and decided to give my pair of free tickets to Azeerah and her friend and he'll give one of his to me. So all of us got one free ticket. Planned to meet up one day and we can watch a movie together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After the whole thing, walked around Plaza Singapura then I went to Woodlands to meet&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mak Busu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while he went home. The moment i reached, i had to find them at Lerk Thai. It's this eating place beside McD. The McD at the civic library. Ate a very awesome dinner with them, went to causeway for Mak Busu to buy stuff then took a taxi home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow morning, sending Mak Busu off at the airport. She's gonna visit my aunt who lives at Canada. *Screammmmmm*  I WANNA GO!! Sigh, anyway, if i'm lucky, i can get to eat Popeyes tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow evening, i have tuition. I got a new tutor near &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s house. Really near, like just 2 stories below. She seems nice, the tutor. Except for her HUGE dog. It's just &lt;em&gt;freaking&lt;/em&gt; huge. But she locks it up when we come over, but still. Cynophobic. Seriously. I can RUN from a puppy. Just because it's coming my way. Yeah, you better believe it, cause it happened once. Shall not talk about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Private blogs&lt;/strong&gt;, i hate them too. I think i did lose readers. IF i had readers. I'll just read all these myself if there aren't any. I've been using this since sec 1, it's kind of sad if i deleted it. So i shan't. I think. Maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S;&lt;/strong&gt; Bestie, thanks again for the awesome day &amp;amp; it.   :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note To Self;&lt;/strong&gt; Clean the room, do assignments, stop rotting brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-403673295704192651?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/403673295704192651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=403673295704192651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/403673295704192651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/403673295704192651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-sorry-for-breaking-all-promises-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-5311188579136704605</id><published>2008-12-01T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:55:09.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next day i'm your supergirl, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out to save the world and it keeps getting better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh look, i'm updating! YAY ME! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday, i went to Expo with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Abang Naufal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It was &lt;strong&gt;crowded&lt;/strong&gt; and i was &lt;strong&gt;starving&lt;/strong&gt;. Oooh, i got so&lt;strong&gt; cranky&lt;/strong&gt;. You have no idea how crowded it was. Abang wanted a laptop, so we were going to the IT Fair to buy one. People shoving, pushing, cutting through here and there.. i swear i wanted to &lt;em&gt;snap someone's arm off&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;tear it to pieces&lt;/em&gt;. Fortunately, the moment we got in, some guy talked us into some Toshiba laptops. So bro made his pick, made the payments, then we had to go up to the second floor to redeem some free stuff. The line was endless. &lt;strong&gt;ENDLESS&lt;/strong&gt;, i tell ya! It reminded me of some Idol auditions or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, after that, we planned to go to Changi Airport and see if we could get a seat at Popeyes and have our meal before going home. But we couldn't. So we bought some stuff from Mr Bean, and took the bus home. The bus was again, crowded, but we managed to get seats. Thank God for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The whole day yesterday was just &lt;strong&gt;dragging&lt;/strong&gt;. Everything required a lot of waiting. The Mrt, the long lines, the bus, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fooodddd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I just really- &lt;strong&gt;I HATE WAITING, KAY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Reeta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Amalina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are coming back from Vietnam! WOOOOHHHHH. I so want to go to the airport. But there were complications. I didn't know what time was the flight, which terminal and mama thinks it's a waste of time. Haha.&lt;strong&gt; God, i miss them&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wait, i miss a lot of people. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss the Setempekers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss Natasha and Nazry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss Fatiha, Hash, Een, Fina and Amalina.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss S3 peeps and Victoria Lee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss Azira.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss school. (Call me a geek, cause i do.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOMMM ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/STNp8aWb5dI/AAAAAAAAAw8/B8_-hUqW81w/s1600-h/2567328755_20ae03029b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274676075167475154" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/STNp8aWb5dI/AAAAAAAAAw8/B8_-hUqW81w/s200/2567328755_20ae03029b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/STNp84hHsAI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nEYE3asINq0/s1600-h/thtroyzac.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274676083265351682" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/STNp84hHsAI/AAAAAAAAAxE/nEYE3asINq0/s200/thtroyzac.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Zac Efron &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ass off, haters. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-5311188579136704605?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5311188579136704605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5311188579136704605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5311188579136704605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5311188579136704605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/12/next-day-im-your-supergirl-out-to-save.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/STNp8aWb5dI/AAAAAAAAAw8/B8_-hUqW81w/s72-c/2567328755_20ae03029b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-323438200817777599</id><published>2008-11-27T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:59:41.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You did this to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Super human heart beats in me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, um, made my blog private. I don't really like private blogs. Really. But &lt;em&gt;mama&lt;/em&gt; doesn't like the idea of strangers of all sorts having access to my blog. So, you do the math. She does make me think about all those weird people in this world... freaks me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well, not many people actually read anything here anyway, right? Plus i don't need to feel paranoid about teachers reading my blog secretly either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing much happened lately. Went to the library a couple of times, and no, not to do my assignments, but to borrow books. Yes, i read. And no, i don't only read magazines. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also made a discreet trip to vivo. Hehe. Shh. At least now, i won't turn 16 in 4 months knowing i haven't been to vivo. Yay me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hope &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Reeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will get safely home in 5-4 days time. Damn, i miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So yeah, i'll update if i update. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-323438200817777599?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/323438200817777599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=323438200817777599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/323438200817777599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/323438200817777599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-did-this-to-me-super-human-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-3446889379172162629</id><published>2008-11-18T15:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:42:09.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish i could save the world,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like i was supergirl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, yesterday marked the last day remedial. Went to Science Center for biology. Went with the 3S3 and some of the 3S2 peeps. It was on Bacteria Transformation. We got to wear those cool professor-like coats and rubber gloves. I felt like i was a doctor, to a surgeon, to a dentist and to feeling like i was those CSI people. Haha. It was interesting. Got some time after the course to walk around and look at the stuffs they have in the shop. Goofed around a bit and then the bus came to bring us back to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the bus, i was planning to finish up one last question of the bio homework which was to be handed up to Ms Wong by this week. But my homework totally got ruined. My mistake was keeping my umbrella into my bag while it was still a lil damp. How was i to know it was going to drench my homework and smeared all the ink, making it look just like one piece of paper with blue ink all over. GAHHH. Have to go back to school again this week just to hand up that assignment. Awesome, just awesome.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can't wait to go to Malaysia in december. Gonna shop till i drop. WOOH. (: It's gonna be a fun trip, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gonna have fun with my cousins. I hope it's gonna be fun. Havent seen them for months.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Currently missing &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt;. Seriously, i miss them &lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt;. Sigh. Wonder if they still remember my existence. I wanna go out. But &lt;em&gt;moolahs&lt;/em&gt; are always the problem. Oh, and my parents' approval. :/  I'm so bored at home. I feel myself rot day by day. Days of not doing anything useful. Damn, i need to start on those assignments soon. Library-buddy, anyone? Contact me through my phone, alrighty? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;outings. outings. outings. outings. outings. outings. outings. outings. outings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Till here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&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/22716715-3446889379172162629?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3446889379172162629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3446889379172162629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3446889379172162629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3446889379172162629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/wish-i-could-save-world-like-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-5521213254931316322</id><published>2008-11-14T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:35:09.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SR2JnkQz_CI/AAAAAAAAAws/KgxDhUNd1vQ/s1600-h/Baby+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268518451935444002" style="WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SR2JnkQz_CI/AAAAAAAAAws/KgxDhUNd1vQ/s320/Baby+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby and Me. /&lt;/strong&gt;(Baby &amp;amp; I)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Staring &lt;strong&gt;Jang Geun-seok&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Mason Mun&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cutie &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;cutie jr.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;What more can a girl ask for? :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SR2Jnp-bdrI/AAAAAAAAAw0/o2RfFIz2QDg/s1600-h/Mason+Mun.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268518453468952242" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SR2Jnp-bdrI/AAAAAAAAAw0/o2RfFIz2QDg/s320/Mason+Mun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mason Mun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just want to hug this little &lt;strong&gt;cutie&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Probably the &lt;strong&gt;cutest&lt;/strong&gt; baby in showbiz and the &lt;strong&gt;best baby actor&lt;/strong&gt; everrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear when he &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grows up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, he's gonna be &lt;strong&gt;so hot&lt;/strong&gt;. :DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Normally, i don't date younger guys, but i think i might make an exception. :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WATCH. WATCH, WATCH!!!! (:&lt;/strong&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/22716715-5521213254931316322?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5521213254931316322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5521213254931316322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5521213254931316322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5521213254931316322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/baby-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SR2JnkQz_CI/AAAAAAAAAws/KgxDhUNd1vQ/s72-c/Baby+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-2625079689202958298</id><published>2008-11-13T13:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:38:23.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I'm sorry that I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRu57ry2nYI/AAAAAAAAAwk/TYPof6J88m4/s1600-h/do+re+mi+fa+so+la+si+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268008624159366530" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRu57ry2nYI/AAAAAAAAAwk/TYPof6J88m4/s320/do+re+mi+fa+so+la+si+do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;object height="304" width="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U-oV3BS2kN8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U-oV3BS2kN8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="385" height="304"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Do.&lt;/strong&gt; A korean movie. Seriously an &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt; movie. A very heartwarming and sweet movie. If you're &lt;em&gt;sensitive&lt;/em&gt;, you can seriously &lt;strong&gt;cry&lt;/strong&gt; watching this movie. And just like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i'd have to say, it's my&lt;strong&gt; favourite&lt;/strong&gt; kmovie so far. I'd recommend you &lt;strong&gt;bored people&lt;/strong&gt; to watch this, kay?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yes, the guys are hot/cute. :D&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Safwah.&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/22716715-2625079689202958298?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2625079689202958298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=2625079689202958298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2625079689202958298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2625079689202958298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-sorry-that-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRu57ry2nYI/AAAAAAAAAwk/TYPof6J88m4/s72-c/do+re+mi+fa+so+la+si+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-8979195026008360648</id><published>2008-11-10T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:00:04.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Tongue Tied lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bright cold silver moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tonight alone in my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You were here just yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Slight turn of the head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Eyes down when you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I guess I need my life to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Seems like something's just aren't the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What could I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need a little more luck than a little bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuz every time I get stuck the words won't fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll need a little good luck to get me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need a little more help than a little bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Like the perfect one word no one's heard yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuz every time that I try I get tongue tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need a little good luck to get me by this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I stare up at the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I wonder just where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You feel a million miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(I wonder just where you are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was it something I said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or something I never did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or was I always in the way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Could someone tell me what to say to just make you stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know it feels like the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't want to be here again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What it takes I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We're gonna make it I swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know it feels like the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't want to be here again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What it takes I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We're gonna make it I swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And we could help each other off the ground so we never fall down again&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/22716715-8979195026008360648?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8979195026008360648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8979195026008360648' title='0 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style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It wasn't always about you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taken on Nov 3rd;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRb1EO6_qKI/AAAAAAAAAwU/zRn-f3qXYyM/s1600-h/LGIM0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266666267330193570" style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRb1EO6_qKI/AAAAAAAAAwU/zRn-f3qXYyM/s200/LGIM0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRb1ENFJeGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/WyNGuMNm-F4/s1600-h/LGIM0023jhvb.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266666266835908706" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRb1ENFJeGI/AAAAAAAAAwM/WyNGuMNm-F4/s200/LGIM0023jhvb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRb1DqvreZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/c6mptKu-Qxk/s1600-h/LGIM0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266666257619057042" style="WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRb1DqvreZI/AAAAAAAAAwE/c6mptKu-Qxk/s200/LGIM0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um, changed blogskin. Surprise, surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Changes the song too. To &lt;strong&gt;Tongue Tied - Faber Drive&lt;/strong&gt;. Totally in love with this song. :D&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i've ran out of things to blog about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How absolutely awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When i have something to say, i'll blog again. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-317671293546695695?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/317671293546695695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=317671293546695695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/317671293546695695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/317671293546695695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-wasnt-always-about-you-taken-on-nov.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SRb1EO6_qKI/AAAAAAAAAwU/zRn-f3qXYyM/s72-c/LGIM0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-1387916119943996685</id><published>2008-11-08T14:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:10:28.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tagged by; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fatiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;- Who doesn't, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What if you fall in front of the whole school?&lt;br /&gt;- I'd die. Die of embarassment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to sch?&lt;br /&gt;- Call me a geek, but yeah. Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;- I'd do a lot of things with a billion dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How far would you go for your bestfriend?&lt;br /&gt;- Pretty far, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Being loved by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. List out your 5 favourite songs: Currently;&lt;br /&gt;1) Right here, right now.&lt;br /&gt;2) Tongue tied.&lt;br /&gt;3) How you love me now?&lt;br /&gt;4) Can i have this dance?&lt;br /&gt;5) Just wanna be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;- Let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;- I can't remember.. it's not that hard to make me happy, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry?&lt;br /&gt;- A lot of things does.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;- Made my parents proud, having a stable career and probably have met that special someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you hate people that bullies your friends or loved ones?&lt;br /&gt;- More than you'd imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most important thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;- I would probably say, patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;- Green (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;- Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;- Probably the one who loves me more than the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;- It depends, but most probably, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. What do you want to tell the someone you like?&lt;br /&gt;- *NIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 5 people I have tagged&lt;br /&gt;1) Natasha&lt;br /&gt;2) Sarah Huda&lt;br /&gt;3) LNL&lt;br /&gt;4) Hazeerah&lt;br /&gt;5) Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;;Nak buat, buat, tak nak sua. (:&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/22716715-1387916119943996685?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1387916119943996685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=1387916119943996685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1387916119943996685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1387916119943996685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-fatiha.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-2313342697945105459</id><published>2008-11-03T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:26:39.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Inside jokes, never-ending secrets, late-night calls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;priceless memories and the bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;A.N.B.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;, ilyyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQ7o6RdyysI/AAAAAAAAAv8/GzJ9PZlbT7U/s1600-h/1_888202010l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264401102261111490" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQ7o6RdyysI/AAAAAAAAAv8/GzJ9PZlbT7U/s200/1_888202010l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 15th Birthday, BFF♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" &lt;/em&gt;We sign our cards and letters, BFF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You've got a million ways to make me laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You're looking out for me; you've got my back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's so good to have you around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You know the secrets I could never tell, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And when I'm quiet you break through my shell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't feel the need to do a rebel yell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cause you keep my feet on the ground.&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" &lt;/em&gt;She was scared unprepared, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lost in the dark, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Falling apart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;With you by my side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We're gonna be alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is what happens, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When two worlds collide.&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, she knows which songs these comes from. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-2313342697945105459?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2313342697945105459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=2313342697945105459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2313342697945105459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2313342697945105459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/11/inside-jokes-never-ending-secrets-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQ7o6RdyysI/AAAAAAAAAv8/GzJ9PZlbT7U/s72-c/1_888202010l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-3071224504058602616</id><published>2008-10-30T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:22:53.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quiz from&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Siti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Write 10 weird/habits/little known facts about yourself'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I get cold when i've eaten till i'm filled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I pee a lot when i'm cold, scared, nervous or just drank a lot of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I get cranky when&lt;strong&gt; waiting&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. I stare at people just to freak them out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. I like to study people's physical appearance,more of their heads.(e.g; eyes, hair, facial expressions, smiles, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. I laugh till i cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. I forgive, pretty easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. Treat me nice, and i'll love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Love me, and i'll love you &lt;strong&gt;more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. I'm bias towards those close to me more than just friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 weird people that should do this quiz: Anyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This emptiness feels so familiar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each goodbye, just the same old song.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm&lt;strong&gt; bored&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm &lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt; a lot of people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; want to&lt;strong&gt; go out&lt;/strong&gt;. I want &lt;strong&gt;moolahs&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I did this quiz for&lt;strong&gt; fun&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQl7cHmqzfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/_9VcW0_-ovI/s1600-h/P1050130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262873362566925810" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQl7cHmqzfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/_9VcW0_-ovI/s200/P1050130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; I'm here for you, isly. No matter what. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-3071224504058602616?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3071224504058602616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3071224504058602616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3071224504058602616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3071224504058602616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-from-nadiah-and-siti.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQl7cHmqzfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/_9VcW0_-ovI/s72-c/P1050130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-1407617216975830733</id><published>2008-10-28T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:52:30.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And boy, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, you'll never know what we could've been.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i changed blogskin again. Went for simplicity this time. Lalala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remedials are officially going on. The only thing i'll complain about it is that the canteen stalls isn't even open for our break times, except the drink stall, what're we supposed to eat?! And it's so boring. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After remedials are over, which is in around 2 weeks time, i wonder what'll happen if i stop using the computer. Stop all the blogging and going online. I should do that, soon. Just to see who'll contact me through my handphone, or call my house phone for a chat. I wonder who'll wonder if i'm actually still up and about. Who'll actually miss me when i'm gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, i get to meet my friends during remedials, sure. But i still can't meet my adorkables. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fatiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Een&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hasyima&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Fina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Amalina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Imy, you sweetards. A lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Juniors, sigh, i feel old. Heck, just the thought of me being in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sec 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; next year makes me feel old. But then again, i'll so &lt;strong&gt;own&lt;/strong&gt; the school. Sec 4s are like,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;seniors&lt;/strong&gt;, besides sec 5s. How awesome. (: &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prommmmmmmmmmmmmm O.O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's all folks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ainur Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. BFF,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; imy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; siakk.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;4 Nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; make it, alright? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-1407617216975830733?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1407617216975830733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=1407617216975830733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1407617216975830733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1407617216975830733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-boy-now-youll-never-know-what-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-8436682199983750574</id><published>2008-10-26T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:37:42.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quiz passed from Fatiha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The person who tagged:&lt;/strong&gt; Fatiha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Your relationship with him/her is:&lt;/strong&gt; My adorable fourteen year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Your five impressions of him/her:&lt;/strong&gt; Sweet, adorable, pretty naive, fun and cuteee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) The most memorable thing that he/she had done for you:&lt;/strong&gt; Putting up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) The most memorable thing that he/she had said to you:&lt;/strong&gt; The only thing i can remember her saying right now is, "Safwahhhhhhh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) If he/she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;/strong&gt; Um.. laugh. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be:&lt;/strong&gt; Laugh with me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) If he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't wanna think about it cause i don't want that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;/strong&gt; Hug her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) Your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;/strong&gt; A.D.O.R.A.B.L.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) How do you think people around you will feel about you? ;&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) The characteristics you love of yourself are:&lt;/strong&gt; I can make people laugh(???) LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) On the contrary, the characteristics you hate of yourself are:&lt;/strong&gt; Let's not go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;/strong&gt; a person who'll love and be loved, and also make her parents proud by being successful in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16) For people who care for and like you, say something to them:&lt;/strong&gt; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17) Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Natasha&lt;br /&gt;2. Nazry&lt;br /&gt;3. Azira&lt;br /&gt;4. Sarah Huda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Lina&lt;br /&gt;6. Hazeerah&lt;br /&gt;7. Nadzee&lt;br /&gt;8. Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. Siti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. Fauzaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18) Who is no.6 having a relationship with?;&lt;/strong&gt; No one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19) Is no. 9 a male or female?;&lt;/strong&gt; Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20) If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?;&lt;/strong&gt; Uhhh. No idea how they'll be together in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22) What is no.2 studying about?;&lt;/strong&gt; Same things as me, except he's studying Lit and Amaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23) When is the last time you had a chat with no.3?;&lt;/strong&gt; Few days ago. Or is it a week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24) What kind of music band does no.8 like?;&lt;/strong&gt; Random bands, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25) Does no.1 have any siblings;&lt;/strong&gt; Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26) Will you woo no.3?;&lt;/strong&gt; Uh, if she was a guy, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27) How about no.7?;&lt;/strong&gt; If she was a guy, maybe. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28) Is no.4 single?;&lt;/strong&gt; Single-mingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29) What is the surname of no.5?;&lt;/strong&gt; We(&lt;em&gt;malays&lt;/em&gt;) don't have surnames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30) What's the hobby for no.4?;&lt;/strong&gt; Watch porn. LOL. NOO, i'm just kidding, i'm not sure. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31) Does no.5 and 9 get along well?;&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32) Where is no.2 studying at?;&lt;/strong&gt; Orchid Park Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33) Say something casual about no.1;&lt;/strong&gt; My best-est-er-est-testfriend in the whole universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34) Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, sure, yeah. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35) Where does no.9 live at?;&lt;/strong&gt; Khatib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36) What colour does no.3 like?;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not sure, actually. (Oh, no.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37) Are no.5 and 1 best friends?;&lt;/strong&gt; Nope, just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38) Does no. 1 have any pets?;&lt;/strong&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39) Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?;&lt;/strong&gt; Hehe. No, but she might be the cutest. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S; doing this for fun, the names i listed down, need not do this survey. :D&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/22716715-8436682199983750574?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8436682199983750574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8436682199983750574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8436682199983750574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8436682199983750574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-passed-from-fatiha.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-4536995647138075882</id><published>2008-10-23T23:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:52:45.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; Everytime i thought i was done,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll start missing you again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Caution; Long Post)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursday marked the last day of school. Yeah, for normal people. Cause Sec 3s have remedials for almost everyday for the next 2 weeks. Honestly, i'm not complaining. The big O's are next year and it's a pretty frightening thought. I need all the help i need. Not that i have any plans for the long holiday anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, this year has been worthwhile. Time passed on by, not really caring if i wanted it to slow down a lil. I drifted away from some friends, and i got a lot closer to other friends. Made a whole bunch of new friends too. I think the most memorable memory for me this year would have to be the sec 3 camp. This year has been great but if i could turn back time, there's a lot of things that i would change. And since that's practically impossible, i'll just have to move on with life. Although i didn't do well for my exams, i can do nothing about it now except to work harder next year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next year will be my last year in Orchid Park Secondary School. My friends and I are certainly not looking forward to next year. With the stress of O'levels coming and graduating/leaving our friends and teachers. I'm pretty sure emotions will run high. I don't think i'm speaking alone when i say that we're gonna miss the school some of us never even wanted to be in in the first place. This might be wayy too early to say, but i'm gonna miss a lot of things. The juniors, the teachers, the bus ride to school and from school to home, the canteen, heck, i'll miss the entire building itself. But right now, i just gotta work towards doing well for next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So anyway, thursday night went to raye with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Setempekers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;again. It was fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday was awesome. Just, awesome. Caught HSM3 with&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at AMK Hub. My aunt helped us to book it online. Which was a life-saver. Cause the line was super long and around 3 or 4 time slots for that show on that day itself was sold out. Freaky. Oh, did i mention that my aunt treated us to that movie? Woohoo! :D The movie was good. Not great, but good. The songs and dances were awesome. They really went all the way in terms of songs, dances and props for this movie. There wasn't a real solid storyline, but it was still good. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Zac Efron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was hot. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was too, but she still sings like a&lt;em&gt; nyamuk&lt;/em&gt; kayy. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh, by the way, i don't give a damn if you don't like hsm or Zac. So if you don't like them, you're totally allowed not to read that, unless you read it already then i really don't care. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alrighto. Enough with the typing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PICTURES TIME :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjlnI5fvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/3k3EVsOh4uU/s1600-h/DSC05929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947181278953202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjlnI5fvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/3k3EVsOh4uU/s320/DSC05929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjlUs5EEI/AAAAAAAAAl8/WEhZ59LMy7A/s1600-h/DSC05926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947176329646146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjlUs5EEI/AAAAAAAAAl8/WEhZ59LMy7A/s320/DSC05926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjl_2yDuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/eQVMTiu2DRs/s1600-h/DSC05925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947187913854690" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjl_2yDuI/AAAAAAAAAmM/eQVMTiu2DRs/s320/DSC05925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjl0CndPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/JMu7MceqKhE/s1600-h/DSC05936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947184742266098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjl0CndPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/JMu7MceqKhE/s320/DSC05936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjl6-B-0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/ZKCrRVo1nUU/s1600-h/DSC05949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947186602081090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjl6-B-0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/ZKCrRVo1nUU/s320/DSC05949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKkH1bN0GI/AAAAAAAAAmk/uq2mhNorpeQ/s1600-h/DSC05864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947769229430882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKkH1bN0GI/AAAAAAAAAmk/uq2mhNorpeQ/s320/DSC05864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947768696146962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKkHzcEjBI/AAAAAAAAAms/JRSu0cXWfQ8/s320/DSC05878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260947772946725906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKkIDRfPBI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Us-9RrIdQEQ/s320/DSC05883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ELYAS BIN HAFIEZ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4536995647138075882?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4536995647138075882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4536995647138075882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4536995647138075882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4536995647138075882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/everytime-i-thought-i-was-done-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SQKjlnI5fvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/3k3EVsOh4uU/s72-c/DSC05929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-4698579656163852421</id><published>2008-10-21T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:20:15.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SP3CRzlgVUI/AAAAAAAAAlc/vU1q9RhIAfg/s1600-h/Birthday+Card.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259573550999688514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SP3CRzlgVUI/AAAAAAAAAlc/vU1q9RhIAfg/s320/Birthday+Card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 15th Birthday, :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, today is guybestie's 15th birthday. Went to school with him so i could give him his gift. Wrapped it up in newspaper, it was his idea, and put it in the normal small red plastic bag, cause i didn't want him to guess what it was before he even opened it. Hope he liked it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School was alright. Nothing much happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After school, went home changed, ate and went out again. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Zhi Qing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I were on a mission,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Arroe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was too, but he just accompanied us around. Won't elaborate more on that, cause it's really troublesome to recall what happened. All i can say is, we did our best and &lt;strong&gt;mission accomplished&lt;/strong&gt;. Well, &lt;em&gt;sort of&lt;/em&gt; anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't think i've said this before but, to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;290708♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Last long, you lovebirds(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Overall comment on today is, hmm, &lt;em&gt;sort of&lt;/em&gt; tiring, yet &lt;em&gt;sort of&lt;/em&gt; worth it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why are we denying the fact that we did that? Cause we didn't do it. Okay? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone. At all. We just wouldn't do such a thing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's up to you to believe it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But although our conscience is clear, we just want to avoid further misunderstandings.&lt;/em&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/22716715-4698579656163852421?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4698579656163852421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4698579656163852421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4698579656163852421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4698579656163852421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-15th-birthday-d-heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SP3CRzlgVUI/AAAAAAAAAlc/vU1q9RhIAfg/s72-c/Birthday+Card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-6916948898054175825</id><published>2008-10-20T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:47:52.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're making it harder for me to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's talk about today. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, sec 3s had financial literacy today. It was alright. My group was the most quiet of all, but we did have moments of.. squeling and frustrated groans but we were pretty calm. We played this board game which was like monopoly but somewhat harder. It was called Praxis-or-something. I was the banker. But hell, i kept getting the lowest amount at the end of the day. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that, we had about half an hour of free period, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mrs Liu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to do some.. whats-that-called.. uh, i'm not sure. But we talked about results and stuff. Sad we wont have a complete class next year ): Then there was this thing about a book? Which we were accused of not returning? How can it be our fault when the person didn't tell us earlier? Like we can remember who took what book in the beginning of the year. It's like asking us, do you remember what you did on the first day of school? Heck, i don't even remember getting that book. Plus, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ms Kwok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; would have &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; chased us if we didn't hand it in. And now, it's end of the year, and they ask us about something that happened beginning of the year. Weird people. Okay, so i sound defensive but i find it a lil unreasonable and not really polite to tell us &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;. Come on, even if we didn't hand in the readers, the full set, couldn't they tell us earlier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, i also got back class picture :D Kinda regret not buying the formal one, cause it's nice. Ahhhhh, forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After school, went somewhere with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fatiha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to get a birthday gift. But the thing i originally planned to get was either not that nice, wasn't there anymore or wayyyyy over my budget. So we went to another place. Ended up buying something which isn't so special, but something i thought i'd like. Haha. Why do i always do that? Buy something i'd like, but still so paranoid about whether the person'll like it or not. I hope he does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yes, it's a he. Who is the he? He is my guybestfriend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Muhd Syunnazry Sufriady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Whose 15th birthday will be tomorrow, which is the 21st October. I shall blog again tomorrow about this. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This paragraph will be for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fatiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Thanks a lot for accompanying me today. :D I so love you for being patient with me. This is why i don't go shopping with people much, cause i'm fussy and picky about everything. Sorry for dragging you around although you're not feeling well. You awesome cutie, once again, thanks. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Speaking of not feeling well, i feel so effing sick right now. My throat hurts like *&amp;amp;^% and my whole body is aching. My throat looked all gross, it was really red and feels like it's swelling. I had a effing hard time eating just now, i swear i could cry. I feel feverish. Wait, &lt;em&gt;mama&lt;/em&gt; claims i have a slight fever now. Ate 1 and a half panadol pill and now currently eating this strepsil thing, and you know sometimes the smell seems to come out of your nose? Yeah, well, this "smells" like baby oil. ))): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But I shall not fall sick, cause i have to be there to wish&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a happy birthday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really need to lie down now. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-6916948898054175825?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6916948898054175825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=6916948898054175825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6916948898054175825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6916948898054175825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-making-it-harder-for-me-to-let-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-1903851075431983572</id><published>2008-10-18T11:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:58:49.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;Kristine Mirelle - Let Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Every time I found the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What I thought would make things okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I kept it all inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Slowly drowning in my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I never could admit my own mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Somehow I thought things would fall into place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And I made a change too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Here, past all the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Where everything's clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nothing seems to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How I love you and now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You're gonna leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm just slowly dying here inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Trying to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Maybe I just thought I had you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I thought that you would not go anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I abused my position and I didn't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And now that you no longer turn to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And it seems that you got over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I can hardly breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You no longer need me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm just sorry I found out late but all the choices I Made I thought of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And not how it'd be to watch you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know I'll never make it right but everyday I try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;In hopes you might come back, you're where my heart's at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I have to find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And everytime I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It's hard for me to think of what I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I used to have you here beside me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I just want you here beside me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How can the sun keep shinin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When my whole body's cryin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know I never told you why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I need you in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ohohohooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fatiha:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(: Welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BIMBO1!:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hazeerah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Sarang hae, happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;amirah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Haha, cool! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nadhrah.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Heyy you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nutty:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;imysomuch. Know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NADIAH:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;PRESIDENT. Haha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;azurahKECOH:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Wowwheeee. House bunny is nice. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;farhan:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syima:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Haha, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cheeSHENGG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Honestly, i have nothing much to say. I'll just talk randomly. I changed blog song. Current mood, bored out of my mind. Nephew's rolling about the bed like a pig, messing up the bed. Me? Ignoring him. My cousin from malaysia came over to stay for a few days. Brought her kids along. The eldest is pretty much quiet. The second one is an attention-seeking freak, who's been hyper all day long. The baby is just oh-so-adorable. Got some videos of the baby learning how to crawl properly. Damn adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Omg, the second one is getting on my nerves, yelling in my ears and all. I almost wish that he'd fall off the bed or something. Urgh. I know, thats mean, that's why i said, ALMOST wish. Haha. Lalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Um, i'm bored. Really. I can't think of anything else to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let's just end it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Random people keep annoying me these days. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-1903851075431983572?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1903851075431983572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=1903851075431983572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1903851075431983572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1903851075431983572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/kristine-mirelle-let-go-every-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-4306717507610195680</id><published>2008-10-12T11:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:40:05.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it comes to this book of us,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think it's time now to turn the page.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF2JIyUMOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/B-bygFEP8jc/s1600-h/2604807740_2d38e896a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256112139467501794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF2JIyUMOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/B-bygFEP8jc/s200/2604807740_2d38e896a0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF2Jar6vjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/IHjHg-nzy4w/s1600-h/2805948840_97f9511d1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256112144272506418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF2Jar6vjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/IHjHg-nzy4w/s200/2805948840_97f9511d1c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;DA MOVIE WAS AWESOME! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" I think my heart'll fall out of my head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0tRtUI7I/AAAAAAAAAjk/8lzfjMmsyZo/s1600-h/DSC02682.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256110561314481074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0tRtUI7I/AAAAAAAAAjk/8lzfjMmsyZo/s200/DSC02682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0t4k1Z8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/XzGmJ88pFI4/s1600-h/DSC05817.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256110571747895234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0t4k1Z8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/XzGmJ88pFI4/s200/DSC05817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you girls. (Second pic is Nadiah's signature pose. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0twrfL4I/AAAAAAAAAj0/JRJ5YJfybbE/s1600-h/DSC05819.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256110569628315522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0twrfL4I/AAAAAAAAAj0/JRJ5YJfybbE/s200/DSC05819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0t4HwtVI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2FeJw2NTUmE/s1600-h/DSC05820.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256110571625952594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0t4HwtVI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2FeJw2NTUmE/s200/DSC05820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SARAH and NADIAH. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1iRa-67I/AAAAAAAAAks/7Zq7AKN7KC4/s1600-h/DSC05833.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256111471770659762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1iRa-67I/AAAAAAAAAks/7Zq7AKN7KC4/s200/DSC05833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reeta(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0uEVgdiI/AAAAAAAAAkE/OaugQc4EUHI/s1600-h/DSC05822.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256110574904833570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF0uEVgdiI/AAAAAAAAAkE/OaugQc4EUHI/s200/DSC05822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The setempekerst of all. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF12xEfodI/AAAAAAAAAk0/B5vziwq-Els/s1600-h/DSC05823.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256111823863652818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF12xEfodI/AAAAAAAAAk0/B5vziwq-Els/s200/DSC05823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OHHH, look at our shoes! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1iAc2uaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/csjpOuQju9M/s1600-h/DSC05831.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256111467215108514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1iAc2uaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/csjpOuQju9M/s200/DSC05831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1hsbbNLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/0u18g67Y0Nc/s1600-h/DSC05826.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256111461840401586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1hsbbNLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/0u18g67Y0Nc/s200/DSC05826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sarah, Siti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1h5H2R7I/AAAAAAAAAkc/hEcI9-SG8do/s1600-h/DSC05828.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256111465247950770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1h5H2R7I/AAAAAAAAAkc/hEcI9-SG8do/s200/DSC05828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Swirly thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1hUbfI5I/AAAAAAAAAkM/GtLsd9_WmCE/s1600-h/DSC05825+edited+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256111455398208402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF1hUbfI5I/AAAAAAAAAkM/GtLsd9_WmCE/s200/DSC05825+edited+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yours truly, (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF125kTyDI/AAAAAAAAAk8/IyUj_MbECeI/s1600-h/DSC05834.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256111826144577586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF125kTyDI/AAAAAAAAAk8/IyUj_MbECeI/s200/DSC05834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOOK AT THE BUS AD, haha. Malays will get it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The outing with the girls was just spectacular. The movie was hilarious! It's double as funny if you sit beside &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :D So, we spent the whole day on 10 Oct together. It was just awesome, sad that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; Lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; couldn't make it. Or the clique would've been complete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, i love you all and go out more often kayy? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After i went out with them, got home, rested a while, then went out to raye till 11PM or 12AM&lt;br /&gt;then we got back home. &lt;strong&gt;Abang Fadhil&lt;/strong&gt; rented a car again, so it was easier going to raye this year. Was so tired when i got home. Slept like a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday, was the last of mendaki. Officially. No more of seeing &lt;strong&gt;bff&lt;/strong&gt;. No more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mr Shaz's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lame jokes. No more NVSS trips. No more. Sigh. It's boring, but the people are nice plus it's the only way i getta see bff, ain't it? Oh well, we'll find another way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After mendaki, was raye-ing again. This time, &lt;strong&gt;Abang Naufal&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;mama&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;nenek &lt;/em&gt;and me had to squeeze in the back seat. Wasn't that squeezy though. So it was alright. So, from 2plus pm to around 8pm, was raye-ing. Then, went to my &lt;strong&gt;paternal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nenek&lt;/em&gt;'s house for.. nothing, actually, visiting. Got home at around 9plus pm. I was so beat, that i changed, washed up and the moment i put my head on the pillow, i didn't have a problem falling asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, there's nothing on, i think. But i feel like going out. but i wanna save money. Ahh, the dilemma. We'll just see, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh wow, that was a pretty long post, ain't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's all then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Replies:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syima:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Haha, hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hazeerah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hehe, yeahhh. Sarang hae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;isabelle:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Ditto. Go out soon kayy? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NADIAH:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I'm refering to everyone who doesnt like it. Terase ke pe. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shafiq:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SaRaHuDa :D:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, she doesn't like it. I love you too. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nadzee:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i love you too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amalina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, you too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nutty:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Ahh, shut up you. Heh. I love you kayyy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SAMANTHA:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Haha, yeahh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;C.J:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hello to you too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anhar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whatever Anhar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-4306717507610195680?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4306717507610195680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4306717507610195680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4306717507610195680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4306717507610195680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-it-comes-to-this-book-of-us-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SPF2JIyUMOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/B-bygFEP8jc/s72-c/2604807740_2d38e896a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-1793705610650254263</id><published>2008-10-09T19:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:49:33.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you catch a breath when i look at you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you holding back, like the way i do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm happy today. Why? Because exams are officially over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SO3si_wXfGI/AAAAAAAAAiA/i0ISnpQf9g8/s1600-h/msndollzu_1117091749.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255116426185243746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SO3si_wXfGI/AAAAAAAAAiA/i0ISnpQf9g8/s200/msndollzu_1117091749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, i say we DO partehh before the results is released. I think i did pretty badly. I'm scared. Sigh. Well, what's done is done. All we can do now, is pray and hope for the best. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So my plans with my bed, was disrupted by beloved bff. LOL, it's okay, i shall sleep like a baby till tomorrow morning. All the best for the last paper tomorrow, dweeb. My exams are over, HAH! :DDDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gonna go watch &lt;strong&gt;House Bunny&lt;/strong&gt; with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stamp Packers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow. Haha. You don't know what that is? They collect stamps, pack them and send them to Africa for the people to paste on their walls. NOT. LOL, they're just the awesomest friends i've got. Cause they've yet to fail to make me laugh so hard till i can't &lt;strong&gt;breathe&lt;/strong&gt;, have a bad tummy cramp and &lt;em&gt;cry&lt;/em&gt;. (: But some won't be able to make it tomorrow, that'll suckkkkk. Sigh. Can't wait. ((: &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahh. I need sleep. Only got 2hours plus worth of sleep yesterday. That isn't enough! Sleep.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, i'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Movies to look out for ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twilight, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the day the earth stood still, the coffin, oh baby! and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hsm3&lt;/strong&gt;! WOOH. Don't like hsm? Do you really think i care? No, i don't. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kayy, that's all, for now. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S; i still miss some people. Sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&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/22716715-1793705610650254263?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1793705610650254263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=1793705610650254263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1793705610650254263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1793705610650254263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-you-catch-breath-when-i-look-at-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SO3si_wXfGI/AAAAAAAAAiA/i0ISnpQf9g8/s72-c/msndollzu_1117091749.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-6723843478276287354</id><published>2008-10-08T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:38:27.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How you fooled me with those eyes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fina; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hey. I miss you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amalina;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I miss you too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hazeerah; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Na do, sarang hae. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanshing; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Thanks (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So um, i have one more day to go. Artooo and physicooo. So it's already like, 7.14PM? And i havent started revision? And i have loads of art to do too. Dammit. Sigh. So, i dont think imma sleep today. Hope i can endure it. I love sleep. Sigh. I'm sleepy already, my bed has been calling me all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wanted to start on art earlier, but &lt;strong&gt;someone&lt;/strong&gt; just had to call. Talked on the phone with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ainur Natasha Bte Rosle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for almost 3 hours? THANKS ALOT, DWEEB! But it's okay, mendaki's gonna end, and i'm so gonna miss you kayyy. So i don't really mind. And no, you can't do whatever it is you know i don't want you to do cause it's not time to do that thing you wanna do. Not just yet, anyway. ily. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The papers have been.. sigh. I don't know. &lt;strong&gt;Kinda &lt;/strong&gt;manageable, yet, potential to kill. I just hope i can scrape through to sec 4. I pray to God i can at least get through to sec 4. Oh well. I did my best. Though i think i could've done 197264828918397324632483734532984563729402432398423748375239842x better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So here's my plan for tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art  Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art  Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics  Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Physics Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Art Physics Physics Physics Physics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ohh, such&lt;strong&gt; fun&lt;/strong&gt;. Tomorrow, after the papers, i have plans. Personal plans. Specially planned plans. Plans with my oh-so-comfy bed. Sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*drools at the thought of it* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ANYWAY, I should probably go now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wonder if coffee helps you to keep awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmm. But it's so.. eww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss my adorkable fourteen-year-olds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I miss everyone else i didn't have time for recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss kindergaten and toys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I miss my late grandpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss my more-than-sufficient sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss... *coughs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay, i &lt;strong&gt;really &lt;/strong&gt;should go now. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Adios! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-6723843478276287354?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6723843478276287354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=6723843478276287354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6723843478276287354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6723843478276287354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-you-fooled-me-with-those-eyes-fina.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-7215090184406864386</id><published>2008-10-07T05:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:59:13.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dude, i don't think i can make this any more obvious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's now 5.49AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So um, i changed blogskin yesterday? Just had the urge to. Didn't take me long, i just love this skin, just something about it is so.. awesome. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night, couldn't stay awake to study. So i managed to study a lil before sleeping and waking up at 3Am in the morning just now. Basically, i know the main points for history and the facts. So i just hope i can understand the question given later, i so need to pass history to pull up my humanities results. I think i screwed up for my SS paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't like you, Hitler. &gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For biology, um, i'll have to do major last-minute mugging during the break. But i &lt;em&gt;sort of&lt;/em&gt; know everything already, it's just a fact of whether i can recall the right facts or not. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, help me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After today's papers, i &lt;strong&gt;so &lt;/strong&gt;need to start mugging for bio paper 2 (most important!!), practice for math paper 2 (cause i think i screwed up paper 1 too) and actually &lt;strong&gt;start &lt;/strong&gt;modification and layouts for art. Oh, and the damned artist reference. &lt;strong&gt;Might &lt;/strong&gt;not be doing that, don't have the time to. There goes my marks ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After today's papers, it'll be Math paper 2, Biology paper 2, Art and Physics left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO MORE DAYS!&lt;/strong&gt; Hold on, everyone. STAY STRONG! Study hard. And all the best for the rest of the papers (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, uh, it's almost 6AM,  5.57 AM to be exact, and i gotta shower and go to school. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WISH ME LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I can honestly say, you've been on my mind, since i woke up today."&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/22716715-7215090184406864386?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7215090184406864386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=7215090184406864386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7215090184406864386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/7215090184406864386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/10/dude-i-dont-think-i-can-make-this-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-5586650085336553553</id><published>2008-09-30T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:37:49.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So baby, keep my heart beat, b-beat, beat, beating.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LINA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Call/text me anytime you feel like talking :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nazura:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA, the question is.. where have YOU been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syima:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LOL. Alrighto, selamat hari raya and thanks for today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-FADHLI-:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fatiha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's okay,sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;azurahKECOH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; FLYING COOKIES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nadz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tak marah, geram. Hehe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;naddee.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  Lalala. CAMWHORE! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fina:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Love you too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;passerby:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You know, i didn't notice that. HAHA. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;you should so know who.(: :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sigh. My very own ahsatan. :D &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Heyy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, school ended early for muslim people. Wanted to go home with &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;people, but ended up with&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Rasyima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; accompanying me to take the bus home(: Thanks Rasyima! :D So anyway, got home, changed to go out.. but fell asleep on my bed when i lied down just for a while. My mum woke me up and we went out to do stuffs, PLUS cut my hair. :D I like my hair. LOL. The fringe's shorter than i wanted, but it's okay, i'll just pin it up till it's as long as i wanted it to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After that, got to my grandmama's house to break fast there since it's the last day of fasting month. Met cuzzie&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Naddee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there. Played the computer, i got high, annoyed her. Screw your height, you freaking 12 year old. Tsk. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ANYWAY, um, tomorrow's Hari Raya! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all muslims. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Forgive me for my past mistakes, and i hope you'll forgive me for my future mistakes too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shall mug a little tomorrow, then spend the rest of the day with my cousins (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think i should help with the last minute spring cleaning now, plus my room is in a mess! O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just felt like saying this before i go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;SARAHUDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Stop staring at &lt;em&gt;pantats&lt;/em&gt; and .... :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"PEACE ON YOU!"&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S; Hunnayes, i'm not angry about today. I'm just a tiny bit hurt-ed. That's all, it's no biggy.&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/22716715-5586650085336553553?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5586650085336553553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5586650085336553553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5586650085336553553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5586650085336553553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-baby-keep-my-heart-beat-b-beat-beat.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-3413202353914215263</id><published>2008-09-28T03:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T05:13:11.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There you go with your mixed signals,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cheeSHENGG:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Adorable you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amalina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;You too, ilyt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EEEEEEN:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hey hotstuff. It IS always awesome, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shafiq:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;You too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ms Fauzia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tengah bersabar lerr ni&lt;/em&gt;. I WANT THE PHOTOS, please. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nadiah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Just a bit more than a bit&lt;em&gt;. Tapi takpe, aku kan baik&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hazeerah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Nado, sarang hae. &lt;3&gt;LINA: All the best to you too, &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nuttyshaa ♥:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;You know, i love you and all, but mendaki is &lt;strong&gt;sooooo&lt;/strong&gt; boring. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So um, it's 3:59AM in the morning. I didn't sleep the whole night, in hope to get some revision done. So far not good. I'm just blogging cause mama's gonna be calling me for.. um,&lt;em&gt; sahur&lt;/em&gt;, soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, oh God, seriously. I mean, i did do something, like do the maths paper 1 specimen paper in the ten-year series. That's something.. right? RIGHT???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; I also re-wrote some of the bio notes that was in pencil to pen and wrote some on memo pads to stick them on the notes so it won't be messy, but wth. Aren't i supposed to like, mug like crazy and ram everything in my brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;History is killing me. Just looking at the notes make me wanna puke. Literally. It makes me dizzy, no, i'm not exaggerating. It's so.. wordy. And i just cant digest them, for goodness sake, there's 3 parts to that damn thick-ass notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I need to get through sec 3, alive.&lt;strong&gt; I just need to&lt;/strong&gt;. I dont want to&lt;em&gt;.. (God forbid)..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;s&gt;retain&lt;/s&gt;. OMG, That's the &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; word that scares the living hell out of me. Seriously, and i'm sure i'm not the only one who fears that particular powerful..powerful word. And although i try to do something about it, it doesn't seem to be working! OMG. OMG. OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*emergency siren goes off*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People, i'm officially on panic mode.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*runs around in circles, screaming*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*breathes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy 24th Birthday Big Bro. &lt;3&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SN6UvfBxicI/AAAAAAAAAh4/w8nFkY0wMcw/s1600-h/P1040484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250797759064279490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SN6UvfBxicI/AAAAAAAAAh4/w8nFkY0wMcw/s200/P1040484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P.P.S; ahsatan, don't worry much, alright? anyone breaks your heart, i'll break their neck. *evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whaaaat? I can imagine, can't i? (: ily.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 more days to raya. (:&lt;/strong&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/22716715-3413202353914215263?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3413202353914215263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3413202353914215263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3413202353914215263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3413202353914215263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-you-go-with-your-mixed-signals.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SN6UvfBxicI/AAAAAAAAAh4/w8nFkY0wMcw/s72-c/P1040484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-4983377915540094447</id><published>2008-09-21T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:40:09.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't get your smile out of my mind,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think about your eyes all the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amalina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Haha. You're more adorable kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nafisah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-FADHLI-:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;You too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;isabelle:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Whatever, i'm in no mood to do that lah. If you want it fast, do it yourself. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LINA:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I so love you &lt;em&gt;lah kan.&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;WOOH. Um, hi. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://magical-stormdelight.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gen Yamashina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Soon. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cheeSHENGG:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I love it&lt;em&gt; lah&lt;/em&gt;, because of Zac Efron. HAHA. SCREW YOU, HATERS. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shafiq:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; LOL, whatever, nitro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to Geylang today. Just going there, the mrt was full and packed with people. For some reason, there were a lot of foreigners. There was this old dude who stood beside me, and he smelt like.. B.O. &lt;em&gt;*ewwwwww*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I hate crowded places. I get restless, then i'll get cranky. Some people just shoves their way through, even when it's so obvious you'd have to wait a few pathetic seconds before you can walk through because thats just how packed the place was. They're adults too. Once, the lady was trying to shove me aside to walk first, when i was already there first and was about to walk when she just attempted squeezed her way in. I got so pissed off by her attempt to walk first, i just shoved her aside, like she shoved me and walked off. Don't worry, she wasn't old, around mid-twenties. Another time was this person who walked SO slowly, right smack middle of the walk-way, and the place was packed, i mean, COULD YOU PLEASE WALK FASTER? Or at least get out of the way. Sheesh. Unreasonable people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, advanced exam is coming. And i &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; start major solid mugging when advanced exam starts. ALWAYS. Which means that i won't update much. I'll be online, but will probably be busy. So if you need me, you know the drill. Call,text me. I'm hardly without my phone, so, yeah. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm scared. LOL. Sigh. I need help with my chemistry, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Till the day i update again. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&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/22716715-4983377915540094447?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4983377915540094447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4983377915540094447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4983377915540094447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4983377915540094447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-get-your-smile-out-of-my-mind-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-8771904353363268302</id><published>2008-09-17T20:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:31:06.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are my thunder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your voice is the soundtrack of my summer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MR yu:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Um, who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hazeerah:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Sarang hae. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nuttyshaa ♥:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Saw. Haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Een:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, i miss the late night calls too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nadz:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hi nadzee. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bimbo1:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;BIMBO AJA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rasyima:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Thanks, you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shafiq:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;LOL, why you sound so sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hey cutie. MORE HUGS! Ily. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Um, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Fatiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; asked me to update. So i'm updating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Had chem test today, think i did super badly. Sigh. Anyway, recently, nothing much happened, except that i've been sleeping, a lot. Sheesh. &lt;em&gt;*smacks self* Good timing to sleep instead of study, Safwah.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anywho, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AmirahI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Een&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Fatiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came over to my house today. They got high. Made me high. Fina seems bored half the time. HAHA. Laughed our asses off, then they went home. Adorable people. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Honestly, i have nothing much to blog about. Been seriously lethargic lately. Even when i sleep early the night before, due to my sleepiness, i'm still having a hard time keeping awake in class. I get those moments when i'm so sleepy, i could literally just curl up and sleep on that dusty classroom floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wonder why i'm so tired lately... hmm. Anyway, i should go study biology now. For once, i'm not that sleepy yet. YAY ME! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Till someone asks me to update again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SND9A9nj_-I/AAAAAAAAAho/QoooMZYHP5o/s1600-h/DSC05723.1..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246971758868955106" style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="194" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SND9A9nj_-I/AAAAAAAAAho/QoooMZYHP5o/s200/DSC05723.1..jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SND9Aw-X21I/AAAAAAAAAhg/xe8jtWDLwN8/s1600-h/DSC05733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246971755474967378" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="196" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SND9Aw-X21I/AAAAAAAAAhg/xe8jtWDLwN8/s200/DSC05733.JPG" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SND9BSwvPoI/AAAAAAAAAhw/BB-_BjtKzIo/s1600-h/DSC05758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246971764544585346" style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="195" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SND9BSwvPoI/AAAAAAAAAhw/BB-_BjtKzIo/s200/DSC05758.JPG" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hey dweeb, imy. Mendaki ending soon huh? It sucks being in different schools. ):&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/22716715-8771904353363268302?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8771904353363268302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8771904353363268302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8771904353363268302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8771904353363268302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-are-my-thunder.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SND9A9nj_-I/AAAAAAAAAho/QoooMZYHP5o/s72-c/DSC05723.1..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-2522361697479271552</id><published>2008-09-10T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:15:35.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i sorta, kinda, maybe like you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a lot more than i had originally planned.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NADHRAH:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hey, yeah, i miss you too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EEEEEEEN:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;WOOOH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SaRaHuDa :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Heyy (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Praise:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hello you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ismady:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Um, hi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;It's not. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amalina:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I look stupid. Haha. Ily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hazeerah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah! Sarang hae. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;J0LYN:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Heh. Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;az:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Azi, you rock. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nuttyshaa ♥:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yay me. Um, shush. I love you :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fatiha:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Ilyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shafiq:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. Wanna be featured uh ? What have you done for me? x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ilyt. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Heyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Results gotten back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Results suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I feel stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Sorry, mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Gotta buck up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow's physics test. Gonna study later. 5 chapters. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I feel lethargic recently and my bed almost has an enchantment on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It lures me to lie on that oh-so comfortable mattress. It makes me snuggle up and fall asleep without any interference. I swear it's the most comfortable bed in the world. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't feel like blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gonna study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-2522361697479271552?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2522361697479271552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=2522361697479271552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2522361697479271552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2522361697479271552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-sorta-kinda-maybe-like-you-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-6262195372168949930</id><published>2008-09-06T22:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:31:12.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You and I both loved.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm, um, happy. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, spent time with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Natasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Wadiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Hazeerah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today, after mendaki. Went to the yishun library. Then, after an hour or so, Hazeerah left, followed by Wadiah, soon leaving me and Natasha in the library. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We got high. Laughed and joked and talked. It was awesome. Then just when we had &lt;strong&gt;the moment of silence&lt;/strong&gt;, the librarian person came and asked us to lower our volume. JUST when we were quiet. Wth ? Weird people. HAHA. And Shaaa! I'm so not crushing uh. Okay.. maybe a bit.....ahhh, fine, a bit more than a bit. But so are you! So shush. Don't you dare deny it. Ily &lt;em&gt;lahh&lt;/em&gt;. :D &lt;em&gt;Ahhh-freak.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Whatever shit &lt;em&gt;lah kan&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Came home, got bored, chatted till almost time to break fast. Helped &lt;em&gt;mama&lt;/em&gt; make syrup drink. Ate to my fill when the time came. I hate it when &lt;em&gt;ayah&lt;/em&gt; smokes at the dinner table, he may have finished eating, but hello, some people are still eating. Heck, I hate the fact that he hasn't dropped the habit of smoking more. Trust me, we've all tried to talk him out of it, but he'd get all defensive and stuff. Gah. Sigh. Anyway, I did the dishes tonight. Cause i was in a good mood.(: Blahblahblah. I did this, i did that, here i am, blogging at approximately 10.17PM (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can't wait for school to reopen. But then again, oh yes, i can. I'm not looking forward to the next few weeks. It's gonna be hectic, for everyone. Workload will mount up as high as Mt. Averest. And i will get cranky. So, you should probably try not to push the wrong buttons for the next few weeks. No, this is not a threat, it's a warning...... wait, that means almost the same thing right? Yeah, so it is a threat then. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I changed my blog song :D I love this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a one cool dude who makes awesome music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Till here then. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&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/22716715-6262195372168949930?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6262195372168949930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=6262195372168949930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6262195372168949930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/6262195372168949930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-and-i-both-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-1673969015920724538</id><published>2008-09-02T05:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T06:23:05.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;My head still turns at every drop of your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;H;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;LOL, and you tag me just to say that? Well, good enough, i suppose. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mira;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Alright (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amalina;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I love you too! Happy fasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ms Fauzia;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Aww, cikgu, we'll miss you &amp;amp; you take care too, alright? You can come by OPSS anytime to visit :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rasyima;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Thanks, you too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Arroe;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;You no understanding, me no care :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cheeSHENGG;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Haha! Yeah, it sort of was. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hazeerah;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;HAHA. Sarang hae (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nuttyshaa ♥;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Armpit! x) I love you too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shafiq;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;OMG, yeah! Oh crap. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pau;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I know you know. (: I'll try to make it, alright? Can make it nearer instead of far east?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fina;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;You're the cute one &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Ramadan (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Arabic language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arabic_language"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Arabic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;: رمضان, Ramaḍān) is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Muslim" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muslim"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Muslim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt; religious observance that takes place during the ninth month of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Islamic calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Islamic_calendar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Islamic calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;, believed to be the month in which the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Qur'an" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qur%27an"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Qur'an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt; was revealed to Angel Gabriel which later was revealed to Prophet Muhammad.&lt;br /&gt;It is the Islamic month of fasting, in which Muslims don't eat or drink anything from dawn until sunset. Fasting is meant to teach the person patience and humility. Ramadan is a time to fast for the sake of God, and to offer even more prayer than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Also, asking forgiveness for the sins of the past, asking for guidance in the future, and asking for help with refraining from every day evils and try to purify oneself through self-restraint and good deeds is involved in Ramadan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's currently 5.52AM. Just now i ate. Haha. I don't want to sleep. There's class today. I might not wake up. Sigh. Sleepy. I'll just do my homework and stuffs till 9AM, then get ready for school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's talk about Sunday, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sunday, i went out with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NAZRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D It's been around 3 weeks since we actually spent some time together? Because someone was busy, wasnt he? It's all good, i understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to catch a movie, Journey to the center of the earth. What i like about the movie was it had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Brendon Fraser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in it. I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; his movies, George of the jungle, the Mummy and all. Awesome actor. Anyway, the movie was good, thrilling and hilarious. Though, a little predictable at some parts, yet good. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to causeway's banquet to have dinner and went home. :D We got to talk, a lot, and joke, a lot, but laugh the most. :D I was feeling pretty mean, to other people. HAHA. Sorry, innocent strangers. I kept critisizing them, of course not in their faces. But still. Haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for the awesome day, bestie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday marked the first day of fasting month. And i did nothing meaningful at home, unless you count sleeping. Which i didn't even have that much, and probably not much today either. Sigh. I just hope i won't be falling asleep during remedial later. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You know, i'd love to keep on blabbering till i'm satisfied, but i'm sleepy and can't think of anything random to blog about. Uh huh. Um, next time then. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-1673969015920724538?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1673969015920724538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=1673969015920724538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1673969015920724538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1673969015920724538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-head-still-turns-at-every-drop-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-3386789584047890178</id><published>2008-08-31T11:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T12:09:24.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;The unspoken gratitude and unforgettable memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAUTION: LONG PICTURE-FILLED POSTS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6YmZ0CI/AAAAAAAAAfo/V53G0l4gPzQ/s1600-h/P1050556.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240516413086093346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6YmZ0CI/AAAAAAAAAfo/V53G0l4gPzQ/s320/P1050556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cikgu,&lt;/strong&gt; thanks for everything. We will miss you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6XTgy8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZnpUcrgeagM/s1600-h/P1050555.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240516412738423746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6XTgy8I/AAAAAAAAAfw/ZnpUcrgeagM/s320/P1050555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6uY-bSI/AAAAAAAAAf4/sO45O7j7tRc/s1600-h/P1050554.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240516418935352610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6uY-bSI/AAAAAAAAAf4/sO45O7j7tRc/s320/P1050554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st take&lt;/strong&gt;, WRONG CAMERA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd take&lt;/strong&gt;, AZMAN!!! MADY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spoil lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMNpkIwnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LsXiyCQTcAw/s1600-h/P1050570.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240514545034248818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMNpkIwnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/LsXiyCQTcAw/s320/P1050570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMNTLaHII/AAAAAAAAAeI/u8xB--3VibE/s1600-h/P1050571.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240514539024948354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMNTLaHII/AAAAAAAAAeI/u8xB--3VibE/s320/P1050571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JPS, my favourite staircase. x) Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNTl2bgOI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5QvWWqI4Zxg/s1600-h/P1050562.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240515746628075746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNTl2bgOI/AAAAAAAAAfA/5QvWWqI4Zxg/s320/P1050562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the days when we actually had lockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNT1aSmvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6nRXHqParzs/s1600-h/P1050561.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240515750805019378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNT1aSmvI/AAAAAAAAAfI/6nRXHqParzs/s320/P1050561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaur stamp redemption booth. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNUc4wITI/AAAAAAAAAfY/443GhwuExEg/s1600-h/P1050559.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240515761401766194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNUc4wITI/AAAAAAAAAfY/443GhwuExEg/s320/P1050559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoOqT8GgXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/E6rakjCfhOI/s1600-h/29082008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240517236468646258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoOqT8GgXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/E6rakjCfhOI/s320/29082008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoOqAU040I/AAAAAAAAAg4/sjEQiKRQsxI/s1600-h/29082008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240517231203640130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoOqAU040I/AAAAAAAAAg4/sjEQiKRQsxI/s320/29082008(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoOqJ08VSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/4Hj4DARux-4/s1600-h/29082008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoZERe67AI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Zg6iqsdvNL0/s1600-h/29082008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240528677602257922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoZERe67AI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Zg6iqsdvNL0/s320/29082008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this tell you enough on how much we,me in particular, miss primary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMx3_H4CI/AAAAAAAAAeY/eJkvpSefIT0/s1600-h/P1050568.edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoZEb9FNiI/AAAAAAAAAhY/etLfzL3zPms/s1600-h/P1050568.edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240528680413115938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoZEb9FNiI/AAAAAAAAAhY/etLfzL3zPms/s320/P1050568.edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dweeb A.N.B.R. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Friends for 10 years &amp;amp; counting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BFFs for 5 years &amp;amp; counting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMx2ZmA_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/PomnLaWZKPc/s1600-h/P1050567.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240515166954980338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMx2ZmA_I/AAAAAAAAAeg/PomnLaWZKPc/s320/P1050567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNUTGr-_I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/YrDhSeE1H54/s1600-h/P1050560.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240515758775860210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNUTGr-_I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/YrDhSeE1H54/s320/P1050560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those big books. It was so easy to read and had coloured pictures ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNUoeakzI/AAAAAAAAAfg/zptuyikoav4/s1600-h/P1050558.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240515764512527154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoNUoeakzI/AAAAAAAAAfg/zptuyikoav4/s320/P1050558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how tiny the tables and chairs are :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMyHnzvnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/oD-Hjg-cOoQ/s1600-h/P1050565.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240515171578003058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMyHnzvnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/oD-Hjg-cOoQ/s320/P1050565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMyLkMhLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/SzGMtCpXNls/s1600-h/P1050566.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240515172636591282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMyLkMhLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/SzGMtCpXNls/s320/P1050566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoOqV93puI/AAAAAAAAAhI/WiFbAQ9IGPk/s1600-h/29082008(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240517237012932322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoOqV93puI/AAAAAAAAAhI/WiFbAQ9IGPk/s320/29082008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240515172624692146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMyLhW87I/AAAAAAAAAew/Ms6_z1cRJRk/s320/P1050563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMNAXj8cI/AAAAAAAAAd4/msT472NTv14/s1600-h/P1050575.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240514533975650754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMNAXj8cI/AAAAAAAAAd4/msT472NTv14/s320/P1050575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMNKAJYfI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JrR-9LbCf3I/s1600-h/P1050573.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240514536561795570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMNKAJYfI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JrR-9LbCf3I/s320/P1050573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6igJR1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Z3wkr2fVD8Y/s1600-h/DSC05679.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240516415744198482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6igJR1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Z3wkr2fVD8Y/s320/DSC05679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN64YLKTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0Nx3phztXcM/s1600-h/IMG0186A.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240516421616347442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN64YLKTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/0Nx3phztXcM/s320/IMG0186A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sembawang Beach.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKwexXtlI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yzttkIl-Wj0/s1600-h/P1050586.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240512944409130578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKwexXtlI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yzttkIl-Wj0/s320/P1050586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKwqy2l8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/z_A7Dc6hcao/s1600-h/P1050585.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240512947636574146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKwqy2l8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/z_A7Dc6hcao/s320/P1050585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKxIJAf0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/oAZT9VKbg3s/s1600-h/P1050581.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240512955514126146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKxIJAf0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/oAZT9VKbg3s/s320/P1050581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKxAwtmjI/AAAAAAAAAdo/U5IPV5ktpZM/s1600-h/P1050580.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240512953533176370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKxAwtmjI/AAAAAAAAAdo/U5IPV5ktpZM/s320/P1050580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wadiah&lt;/strong&gt;(in blue) , &lt;strong&gt;Ashikin&lt;/strong&gt;(in white), &lt;strong&gt;Zahidah&lt;/strong&gt;(in grey), &lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;(in red) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6igJR1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/Z3wkr2fVD8Y/s1600-h/DSC05679.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKw9PLsLI/AAAAAAAAAdY/9sGQuFtRu2Y/s1600-h/P1050583.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240512952587235506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoKw9PLsLI/AAAAAAAAAdY/9sGQuFtRu2Y/s320/P1050583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMM8ofhvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/xoE3q86ntoM/s1600-h/P1050576.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240514532972922610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoMM8ofhvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/xoE3q86ntoM/s320/P1050576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestfriends, Fauzaan and Ashikin.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I miss our inside jokes, silly memories, stupid little fights and most of all, i miss the both of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Take good care till we meet again, alright? &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been 3 years since primary school, and i never thought i'd miss it this much. The workload in primary school and secondary school is almost too ironic to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 years. How time flies huh? Now i'm in sec 3, so-called the 2nd most important year in secondary school. Next year, it'll be me taking my pre-lims, taking my O'levels. And it feels like only last week, i was sitting in primary school, taking my PSLE. It feels like only yesterday when i first stepped into Orchid Park, not knowing what's in store for me. Here i am, fifteen years old. I hope i've changed to someone better in the last 2 years plus. I feel that i've matured a lot, yet i still know how to have fun once in a while, okay, most of the time, but you get what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That's all. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow's the start of fasting month, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selamat Berpuasa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all my muslim friends. &lt;strong&gt;Happy fasting! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-3386789584047890178?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3386789584047890178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=3386789584047890178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3386789584047890178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/3386789584047890178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/unspoken-gratitudes-and-unforgettable.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SLoN6YmZ0CI/AAAAAAAAAfo/V53G0l4gPzQ/s72-c/P1050556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-8596551675275196011</id><published>2008-08-27T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:27:15.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh Goshdammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So much for the last post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm having a hard time..I had a bad day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It wasn't your fault..i somehow knew it wasn't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was just.... sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What kind of person am i? Really? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know what? Hate me if you wanna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hate me, scold me, yell at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd totally understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I really am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-8596551675275196011?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8596551675275196011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=8596551675275196011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8596551675275196011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/8596551675275196011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-goshdammit.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-102592068688079399</id><published>2008-08-23T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T18:50:14.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take the hint, silly.&lt;br /&gt;I like you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hazeerah;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Haha, whatever &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt; you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dayaananana;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Okayokay, i'll link you soon (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LNL;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, it's fun talking to you about.. stuffs. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dion;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ms Fauzia;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Wooh! Hi &lt;em&gt;cikgu&lt;/em&gt; xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anhar;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Sarcastic &lt;em&gt;seh. &lt;/em&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amalina;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;You're too cute &lt;em&gt;lah.&lt;/em&gt; Baby you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mira;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm bored, and tired. I have lots of art and overdue malay to do. Plus i have to revise for biology and something else that i just forgot. Just in no mood to do. Oh yeah, i just remembered, i have to read Fifty-fifty tutti-fruity chocolate chip ice cream and other stories, the english reader, and also &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mr J&lt;/span&gt;'s&lt;/strong&gt; awesome vocabulary list. Sigh. Sec 3 is really stressful. Especially when you're a lazy ass like me. Gonna start revision soon. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to mendaki this morning, got to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D I still miss her though. (: Did a lil work then played games. It was boring at some parts and fun at others. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow's sunday. I hate sundays, they're the day before mondays. It's almost as bad. I get cranky and all. I hate mondays. I normally get the monday blues, or i get abnormally high, depends on who i'm with in the morning and who i see. *winks* Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm having mixed emotions right now. I'm upset over some things. I'm happy over others. I'm pissed off over another thing, but depressed at another thing. Oh God, i need a mood check. They say that we can choose to be happy. Honestly, i think it's possible, but sometimes when you're not okay, it'll just make you feel worser when you pretend everything's okay, right? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also officially declare that i'm broke for the rest of the month. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's weird, but i had lots to blog about just now, i just can't remember anymore. So, let's just be random. And i'll type anything that pops in my head. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love it when it rains. I love the natural chill in the atmosphere, the air just feels refreshingly clean, somehow. :D&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Mama always says that we should always treat people the way i want to be treated. But how come i still meet people who finds pleasure in ruining my day? So let me lay this out nicely for you, when you're mean, you get treated like crap. When you're too nice, you get treated like crap. When you're nice but have your limits, you're still treated like crap. So the moral of the story is, like Ayah would always remind me, however way you treat others, you're still gonna be treated like crap. It's how well you're gonna handle that crap that matters. But i still think it's safer to treat people the way you want to. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like the quote Mr J said that day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Life isn't how about how many time you fall, it's about how fast you can get back up."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i found this other quote i found on the internet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The hardest things to say are the words that matters the most."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't know about you, but i think the hardest words to say are, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sorry.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'd say&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is difficult to say too, but heck, everyone's saying it like it's nothing special, anymore. But i don't deny in some cases, it's still sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think about it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you know you need help, really need it, can you ask someone to help, WOULD you ask someone for help or does your pride gets in the way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you know you're in the wrong, do you push your pride away, look them in the eyes and say, "Hey, you know what? You're right. I'm sorry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When someone does something nice for you, things as simple as picking up your pen on the floor, things like opening the door for you, do you say tell them, "Thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, most of us forget that. Most of us forget to thank the people who did something nice for us. Most of us forget that life's too short to be stubborn and not admit our faults. Most of us would rather do/solve things ourselves than to ask for help. This world, the one that we're all living in, is filled with stubborn and selfish people. Yet there's always those times when people touch our hearts by doing things that's so sweet, we can't help but to be thankful, even if we say it or not. How we won't fail to feel touched when we hear profound lyrics in certain songs, how we'd smile when we see something as pure and innocent as a baby. It shows that behind every stubborn ego, is actually a person with feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i'm gonna say this to &lt;strong&gt;everyone&lt;/strong&gt; i know, &lt;em&gt;who'd actually read this&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt; if i've done you wrong, one way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks&lt;/strong&gt; for every nice thing you've done that i haven't noticed, for being a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I know i have my faults, so, &lt;strong&gt;help &lt;/strong&gt;me to be someone better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;...............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*awkward silence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Eh hem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ANYWAY, I want ice cream. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Blog again when i feel like it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#339999;"&gt;Can't you see how easy it is for you to make me smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-102592068688079399?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/102592068688079399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=102592068688079399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/102592068688079399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/102592068688079399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/take-hint-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-5609086144709466991</id><published>2008-08-22T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:42:12.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've changed? What about you?&lt;br /&gt;You never did really hear me out.&lt;br /&gt;So, you know what? Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't matter much to you last time, and probably never matter anything now.&lt;br /&gt;So if this is how its gonna be, so be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-5609086144709466991?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5609086144709466991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5609086144709466991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5609086144709466991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5609086144709466991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/you-never-did-really-hear-me-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-2841817145162332016</id><published>2008-08-21T06:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T06:55:08.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's something more than just saying I Miss You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6plus in the morning and it's Thursday. So school starts later. Thought i'd do a post. Well, kinda, anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;NATASHAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Bff, i effing miss you dweeb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, if some of you read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s blog, i actually share the same views as him. No, it's not just because he's my bestfriend.. but i'm going through the same thing. Might not be the same group of people, but i know how it feels. I didn't ask to be small or short. I was just born this way. So here we are, trying to accept that fact, and there you are, insulting us. Haven't you heard of picking someone your own size? Havent you heard to not tease/insult someone with something they're born with? You're just mean, aren't you? I'm mean too, but i know what to tease about and when to stop. Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey, it's fine to tease once in a while. What's a few teases between friends right? I'm totally okay with that, but don't you guys know the limit? Everything has its limit. Just because i'm being nice, doesn't give you any right to say what you want all the time. Sneaking insults,sarcasm and teases in random sentences. When i say stop, you bloody well stop. Alright? Is it THAT fun to torment me? Oh, i so hate it when people do it when i'm high. I'm fucking happy for goodness sake. Does it bother you THAT much? Be happy with me. Not bring me down, you ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's awesome, isn't it? Picking on someone's flaws. I bet you feel so much better huh? GET A LIFE. I know some of you don't actually mean what you say to me.. then i just ask of you one thing, think. Think before you speak, alright? It's so annoying. I don't want to get angry and do what i do when i'm pissed. Saying vulgarities in your face with sentences that hardly makes sense. So when i walk away, it's a signal.&lt;br /&gt;It means, "You're mean, since you're not gonna stop it, watch me walk away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry doesn't work if you keep doing it. Everyday, i put up with this crap. People sneaking in sarcastic remarks in their sentences. I'm short. I'm not short-circuit. I'm not stupid, so do me a favour and stop it, okay? I really don't mind teasing. But some of them are really hurtful okay. I have feelings too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you have a thing against anyone, critisizing what they're born with won't make you any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weird people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gosh. What's happening to the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now i've got that off my chest, i feel better. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gonna go shower soon. Sigh. I wish i can skip school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;People asked me, "Hey, what happened between you two?" And all i could do was smile and say, "Things are just not the same anymore." Yeah,i miss you. But I miss the person i made friends two years ago, not the stranger i see now. You don't seem to bother, so i don't want to either. And this is how 2 years worth of friendship ended. Just like that. &lt;em&gt;Bye Bye&lt;/em&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/22716715-2841817145162332016?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2841817145162332016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=2841817145162332016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2841817145162332016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/2841817145162332016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-5339763256305992945</id><published>2008-08-19T19:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T05:59:44.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your smile makes me live again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anhar;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hello you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;az;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Will do, ily. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fatiha;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Videos. Will relink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mira;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NAZRY;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Thanks, bestie. Our friendship means the WORLD to me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amalina;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Aww, thank you. Ilytoo(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nadz;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hees. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Heyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First, I need to say this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;POPEYES ROCKS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqy6_dQ0PI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YTBBmHFf-Uk/s1600-h/DSC05675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236194243307950322" style="CURSOR: hand" height="256" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqy6_dQ0PI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YTBBmHFf-Uk/s400/DSC05675.JPG" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Um. Yesterday was okay, i was high though. I can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;much..except free periods, so, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, had free period so 3 periods of English :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Art was awesome. Sat with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hazeerah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and multi-tasked. Doing out work and talking stuffs, joking, laughing, it was awesome. Who cares if we're making noise? Don't like it? Sorry, but you're free to move, close your ears, whatever, cause we're having fun and don't care. Not being sarcastic, but it's not like it's so hard to concentrate for art either (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HAZEERAH FELL OFF HER CHAIR IN ART. SHE WAS TRYING TO SAVE HER ART FROM FLYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;classic example of what an artist would do to save her/his art. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After school, waited for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nazry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to finish his meeting and hang out. Talked about stuffs and stuffs. It's been a while, hasn't it, bestie? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's the pictures/videos of Passion Arte(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236192261648407778" style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" height="256" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqxHpMz3OI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/x4j9oMrMBkU/s400/DSC05674.JPG" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqxH9VIlpI/AAAAAAAAAcY/c3F7SbbzFIQ/s1600-h/DSC05663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236192267052029586" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" height="356" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqxH9VIlpI/AAAAAAAAAcY/c3F7SbbzFIQ/s400/DSC05663.JPG" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqxIPLhSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/__Uouav3q0Y/s1600-h/DSC05669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236192271843543362" style="WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="238" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqxIPLhSUI/AAAAAAAAAco/__Uouav3q0Y/s400/DSC05669.JPG" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqy6n8fm5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/9TR3qDmlq6E/s1600-h/DSC05672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236194236996492178" style="WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="235" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqy6n8fm5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/9TR3qDmlq6E/s400/DSC05672.JPG" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqxH128hNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vDETt3zTcW0/s1600-h/DSC05668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236192265046361298" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="237" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqxH128hNI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vDETt3zTcW0/s400/DSC05668.JPG" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqxIAnD0cI/AAAAAAAAAcw/56QZ2_CFitk/s1600-h/DSC05671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236192267932520898" style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" height="346" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqxIAnD0cI/AAAAAAAAAcw/56QZ2_CFitk/s400/DSC05671.JPG" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="322" width="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4A1nhPyn7Lo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4A1nhPyn7Lo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="322"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H;&lt;/span&gt; you did great. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="322" width="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9REAwaGBKY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u9REAwaGBKY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="322"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You peeps were awesome.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="405" height="322"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGh9M6ET_4Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RGh9M6ET_4Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="322"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOOH! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry for the bad quality and such. I was moving too much :/ Talk about amatuers. HAHA. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope you enjoyed it. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Safwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22716715-5339763256305992945?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5339763256305992945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=5339763256305992945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5339763256305992945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/5339763256305992945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/your-smile-makes-me-live-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tPpaiHBuzFY/SKqy6_dQ0PI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YTBBmHFf-Uk/s72-c/DSC05675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22716715.post-1844353511894674232</id><published>2008-08-16T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T19:46:05.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helpless when he smiles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syima;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amalina;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Haha. NUH UH. You're still cuter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BIMBO 1;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I screwed up. Haha. Thanks anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anhar;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;freda;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LNL;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, it was nice. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.8.08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I screwed up my oral (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.8.08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was happy. Just really happy. It was a nice day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; I haven't been that happy for quite some time. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Passion Arte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was still happy this morning. I got the t-shirt! :D But my mood didn't last long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to Nee Soon South CC, helped a little, got worried about my performance a lil later. Isabelle was a little late in meeting me afterwards to go back to school for last-minute rehearsal. Blahblahblah, went back to the CC with our guitars and stuff. Waited a while, then it was performance time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I totally screwed up. Practically faked-played half the time. I felt so bad afterwards. Awesome addition to my already not-so-good mood. Plus i was hungry, bored and tired. Did i mention i don't like crowded places? All those gets me cranky. Roar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Video-ed some items, will post them soon. Then we had to stay. Practically stuck there till 6pm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hazeerah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nadzirah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;were the only ones who stayed throughout to help them clear things up. Saw&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Emily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Marsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too. And i got so cranky. We weren't the only art students involved, yet we were the only ones who stayed back to help. What the hell.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saw Syafiqah's mum, dad and sisters. Her baby sister was so adorable. Her big sister was damn pretty. Also saw Hazeerah's mum and sisters and also &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kenn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s dad. Got me sort of depressed cause my parents're working and couldn't come.. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whatever, now i'm just exhausted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sorry to whomever who was affected by my crankiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pictures/Videos will be up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&lt;/strong&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/22716715-1844353511894674232?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1844353511894674232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=1844353511894674232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1844353511894674232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/1844353511894674232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/helpless-when-he-smiles.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-4370407325346508501</id><published>2008-08-13T19:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:21:23.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make me love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fina;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Hello. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shafiq;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;LOL, whatever uh! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;zhiqing;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Will do. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fatiha;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Mr Pau? HAHA, i'll tell you in school alright? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mrpau;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, i miss jiemin people too. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jiawen;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Okay. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ashhy;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;ASHHY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;siti;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Will do. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LNL;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;HAHA. Such dilemma. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EEEEEEEN;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, i don't like her, i just like her songs. And yeah, it was awesome. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syima;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Sigh. Will try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Heyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i get "serious" , let me talk about my outing on monday with&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Een&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to AMK Hub so i could try the &lt;strong&gt;Fresh Mango Ice&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;thingy&lt;/em&gt; she's been telling me about, it was &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;, by the way. Then we got&lt;strong&gt; sausage prata&lt;/strong&gt; and this &lt;strong&gt;strawberry-mango yogurt drink&lt;/strong&gt;? The prata was awesome too, so was the drink.. after you got over the gross-ness. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and she &lt;strong&gt;SO &lt;/strong&gt;wanted to buy this shirt? She kept begging me to return her money, which i snatched from her, to save her money from being spent. She was whining all the way, which was &lt;em&gt;annoying&lt;/em&gt;, so i gave in. SO HAPPENS THAT THE SHIRT DIDN'T HAVE HER SIZE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the disappointment, &lt;em&gt;for her&lt;/em&gt;, we wanted to go to the sembawang beach, but changed our minds , cause it seemed like it was gonna rain, and went to the khatib place instead. The one with the couple swan rides. We sat there, played the swing, i got dizzy, sat down and talked while eating chips we bought. After that, we went to Northpoint for ice cream. HAHA. McD's ice cream. Talked some more and then went to Popular to have a look around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spent hellalot of money on food x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's adorable, i tell you. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied her to wait for her bus and then i went home with my brother, whom i bumped into at the interchange. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The outing was awesome, thanks Een. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, now, for "serious" stuffs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, i feel as if i've done a lot of people wrong. Reason? I don't know, there's a lot of reasons why i feel so. I just feel bad. So, i'm sorry to everyone who thinks i did them wrong, in any way at all, even if it's because i didn't lend you a pen. I'm sorry. Forgive me? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i've been totally neglecting my studies, and finally, i got a wake up call.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mr J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took over lifeskills today, totally gave us this pep talk about the ripple effect or whatever. It actually woke me up, to start getting back to actually care about my &lt;strong&gt;education&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;money&lt;/em&gt; my parents are &lt;em&gt;paying&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;for&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;education&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maybe he's reading this right now, so,&lt;strong&gt; thanks Mr J&lt;/strong&gt;. You have no idea how you've got me back to reality. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;, i just read your blog, again. I'm touched. IMYT :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Passion Arte rehearsal today. SUCKED. I mean, me. I feel so bad, me, being a senior and all, not playing as well as i should. Roar. Sigh. I'll try my best on saturday. All the best to other performing groups too, alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;, don't worry, you were awesome. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Natashaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;, i am so sorry, okay? I forgot Passion Arte was on saturday, which means i can't make it for mendaki. Dammit, i can't meet you again. It's been, what, 3 weeks? OMG. I gitdammitcheesecakefullofholes miss you. See how much? I don't even care that it doesn't make any sense. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay oral is tomorrow. HAHAHHA. Let's see how bad i can perform for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wish me luck anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Safwah.&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/22716715-4370407325346508501?l=live-up-2-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4370407325346508501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22716715&amp;postID=4370407325346508501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4370407325346508501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22716715/posts/default/4370407325346508501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://live-up-2-life.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-7th-thing-i-hate-most-that-you-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Safwah G.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15376700568900560533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22716715.post-3214533041947791178</id><published>2008-08-09T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:05:42.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just like kindergarten.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div
