<?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-1853970957295250607</id><updated>2011-07-28T18:02:59.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aliciaLYfeatconventJB</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5423186533118176884</id><published>2009-07-20T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:01:23.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You knock me off of my feet now baybeh. oooh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I WANT TO UPLOAD PICTURES BUT MY STUPID PHONE WONT SEND. ARGHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spent the whole afternoon with Diva. She's so awesome. Love her to bits! Karish and Vashti too okay. V is so cool, my twinnn ;D whoooo~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am sick and tired of your hot&amp;amp;cold-ness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;RACIAL HARMONY DAY TOMORROW OH MY GOG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yellow ain't replying okay. Not online either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fugging Bitch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-5423186533118176884?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5423186533118176884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5423186533118176884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5423186533118176884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5423186533118176884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-knock-me-off-of-my-feet-now-baybeh.html' title='You knock me off of my feet now baybeh. oooh!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2159689866038046599</id><published>2009-07-19T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:46:19.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed.</title><content type='html'>You outta breath? &lt;div&gt;Hope you aint waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm having an issue. A very very big issue. I don't think I'm ready to.... snowboard. And yet, i want to do it. I've got like alot of choices of snowboards. I'm 100% sure i can get this snowboard. Its, yellow. Then there's this other snowboard. Its White. I think I can get it, but only 70%. Then there these other snowboards. I think four more. This Red one is kinda outta my leauge, but it seems promising! This Orange one seems available, though I'm pretty sure someone wants it. Then this Blue one, its kinda off and on lah. Like, not my hottest choice. And then there's this other snowboard, that i could really just suddenly want at weird moments. Ah geez! Thing is, the yellow one is damn awesome lah. But, I'm not ready to snowboard just yet, and i don't know the other snowboards potential. Damn lah, full of choices life is. Snowboarding. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do you tell someone indirectly:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You've gotta work for it if you want it. I'm gonna hold back, but you've gotta push"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuz some people just expect you to come around. It is ANNOYING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Arab street today! :D Watched my friend &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIVA&lt;/span&gt;, perform yes that is her real name. :D Childhood buddie! She's cool okay. After school tmr I'm hanging out with her. Yay-ness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I have racial harmony on Tuesday. I'm using Vithya's saree again :D I have to send my baju kebaya to her tomorrow after school =.= Geez. 901 bus. &lt;/s&gt;HAHA. I wanna go to Bedok again. by bus of course. I reaally don't enjoy MRT rides anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, Vithya just picked it up. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear, I wish I'd never kissed that frog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-2159689866038046599?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2159689866038046599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2159689866038046599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2159689866038046599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2159689866038046599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/07/obsessed.html' title='Obsessed.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2586957840403770223</id><published>2009-07-16T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T05:01:54.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since forever,</title><content type='html'>Alright, so here i am again after one month or so :D weee~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life, the usual ups and downs alot of neutrals but better than down right? Was supposed to go to school today and meet MGY and some others at coffee shop at 6.30 but something came up, i went back to sleep and woke up at 11. More nagging. Tsk, i wish i could tell them to just STFU and leave me alone. Gee, how wonderful life would be if i could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, I'm forever scratching out that word okay. The person i really fall in love with if i just have to, now that will have to be one heck of a guy. Because really, the last time i let myself love got my heart broken into a million and 3 pieces. Lets not make it four. But i do know i love Nis, HAHA alot ok, as her "boyfriend" its my responsibility (?!?!) hahaha okay, i sound so les.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm leaving very soon. Off to KL next week maybe. Depends when the school wants me in. They said 27th if they accept soon. :O Oh my Ooh my. So fast lah please. I'm really ecstatic to go to KL, but not to leave SG. Yannow what i mean? Gee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was watching videos with dad. Stupid pantene commercial lah walao. ahaha and like, these two videos are of people who died? It was so damn scary ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to STC. :D it was awesome, HAHA i shall not elaborate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just like, I swear, i'm not going to fall in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-2586957840403770223?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2586957840403770223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2586957840403770223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2586957840403770223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2586957840403770223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/07/since-forever.html' title='Since forever,'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1469409626347241952</id><published>2009-07-15T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:36:23.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm updating my blog now okay :) After a million years, yes yes finally :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will update again tonight, nothing happened yet. haha :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-1469409626347241952?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1469409626347241952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1469409626347241952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1469409626347241952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1469409626347241952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-714314555656631153</id><published>2009-05-18T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T05:46:25.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>changed feelings.</title><content type='html'>I wrote a whole story here, and just got so irritated, that i'm deleting it. I've lost my mood to blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-714314555656631153?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/714314555656631153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=714314555656631153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/714314555656631153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/714314555656631153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/changed-feelings.html' title='changed feelings.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1157132636532668521</id><published>2009-05-17T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:29:08.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stereotypes.</title><content type='html'>Don't talk to me about emo. Its so sick lah. Emo is a short for emotional. Emo isn't a stereotype. Just cuz someone has black hair, doesn't mean they're emo. Just cuz someone wears alot of eyeliner doesn't mean their emo. Just cuz someone listens to "emo" music like Mayday Parade, doesn't make them emo. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just cuz someone cuts themselves, it really really doesn't make them emo. &lt;/span&gt;Someone who is depressed and insecure who will cry at the most sensitive of issues, is an emo-tional person. Not an emo. The only emo's out there are the ones who put pictures of themselves on the net calling themselves emo. Just cuz one bitch is a scene kid who claims to be emo, doesn't make all those who have black hair, tons of eyeliner or those who slit their wrists "emo" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, don't talk to me about people changing sexuality due to trends. Also don't talk to me about how sick it is. Cuz its not. How would you feel if all your life the opposite sex just always takes advantage of you? That they never satisfy you emotionally/sexually (its a fact) or keep trying to get you for something else other than you. You will OBVIOUSLY get frustrated. And OBVIOUSLY hate the whole kind of that gender and trust yourself in your own kind. Its about personal preferences and situations. Not about trends. No need to go around saying ew. Its not about desperate either. MAYBE sometimes it is. But only sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't stand stereotypes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuz it can change your perception on someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If i start wearing thick eyeliner, and you call me emo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;won't that make people think i am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its stupid. Its annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-1157132636532668521?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1157132636532668521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1157132636532668521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1157132636532668521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1157132636532668521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/stereotypes.html' title='Stereotypes.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-3269482864970737068</id><published>2009-05-16T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:10:41.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy ==zzzz</title><content type='html'>I am groggy and tired and can barely open my eyes. Am supposed to be asleep or riding but i miss my boyfriend soso much lah please. And its too early. I only slept at 2.30 cuz ulut came over till one for a looooong chat. Yeah... Currently waiting for Danial to get out of the shower. URGH i miss him. ALOT. Dyinggggggg.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to go out yesterday. Got my stuff, not clothes though. But ended up fighting with parents. Mom lost all hope in me, dad trying to prove me wrong. Fuck my parents. Fuck my family. This is so fucking fucked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, right now the internet is off, and i'm just typing and waiting for it to be turned on again. Because for fuck-sake, its a fucking Sunday, theres no fucking thing to do on a fucking day like this except go online, read a book, or play sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Online; Mom took modem =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reading?; Out of books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Play Sports; Its too fucking hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urgh. I have to stop swearing. This sucks. GAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started post at 9.15, internet off-ed at 9.20. Argue with mom till 10, Told dad mom is being such a pain in the ass at 10.30, they argued till now. I hate my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Danial, I hate this "holiday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I wanna go back to school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1853970957295250607-3269482864970737068?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3269482864970737068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=3269482864970737068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3269482864970737068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3269482864970737068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepy-zzzz.html' title='sleepy ==zzzz'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5288259753572158299</id><published>2009-05-16T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T02:52:00.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna go out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My boyfriend is out with thomas and gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danial, I hate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*jealously*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;URGH bloody hell. I'm in such a freaking bad mood now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I NEED TO GO OUT FOR FREAKS SAKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ARGHSDKJBKSB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-5288259753572158299?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5288259753572158299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5288259753572158299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5288259753572158299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5288259753572158299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wanna-go-out.html' title='I wanna go out.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6362029679101940052</id><published>2009-05-15T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:50:44.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdayshitday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);  font-size:29px;"&gt;I NEED TO SHOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;come online. sooner or later puh-leseee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;So bored. So bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-6362029679101940052?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6362029679101940052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6362029679101940052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6362029679101940052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6362029679101940052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday-shitday.html' title='&lt;s&gt;Saturday&lt;/s&gt;shitday'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-7750980855290086146</id><published>2009-05-15T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T06:46:07.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heho!</title><content type='html'>Exams are over, like finally please! whoo~ Still high on so manymany things. But i CAN type a decent paragraph or two about today. ;D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't you just hate it, when people who usually tell you everything suddenly just tell you somethings and not everything. Its freaking frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thomas loved his birthday pressie! I could tell from the look on his face when he saw it in the plastic bag ;D Followed by a scream. hahaha! Today was last paper ok. I lost 16 marks cuz i didn't know how to do and didn't have the time to :( Ah wells, its over. thats all that matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to CWP with Nat,Syl and ValVal. XD hee! I LOVE CALAMINE LOTION AND BETADINE! =D ahahahahahahah life savers. Went to eat pizza with Nat and Syl after Val had to ciao. We talked about ghosts? haha LMAO. Hawaiian pizza with alotalot of pharmesan cheese is awesomeee heho! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SORRY NAT FOR THE GORE. I SHALL NEVER OPEN MY GORSE IN FRONT OF YOU EVER AGAIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;heho! I totally ditched Josh. HAHA -.- Faris wanted to chill. So, Nat, Faris and I were off to Starbucks. hehe! Had our Datin-Datin convey, haha! lols. Faris wanted to see my baby, who was busy playing badminton at Marsiling CC. =.= BAIK PERRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 2, walked arnd with Nat for about 30mins, looking for Bangpires' pressie and card. Which we found ;D hahaha. then at 2.30 off to find my babylove. heheheheh! Cutie!! He was with his clique. As usual, ahah! awesome people. Alot of talking that involved bodyparts. LOL. halfway through the day, was pure bliss i tell you. whooo~ so high man. Like a drug. oh em geee! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Its nice to know that the simple things you give, is like him giving me his world. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"L... is for the way you look, at mee" *with supersexy voice* MILZ, DIAN IF YOUR READING THIS, PLEASE IMAGINE AND LAUGH. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heho! I wanna stock up on hoodies and long sleeves! Urgh, need to shop. NEED. TO. SHOP. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm out of alot of stuff. Shampoo, Body Soap, Facial Wash, Acne cream, Moisturizer, and a hella lot more =.= I need to go out. I need to shop for my stuff. I NEED to leave the house sia. I NEED MY STUFF. STEWPID STEWPID. GAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still hate Maths. I did okay for paper 1, and screwed up for paper 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love my boyfriend alot ok. He helped me with my maths, and I'm VERY thankful for that, so baby, I just wanna say thanks for being such awesome support. You've helped me in maths alot and I just HAVE to give you a big hug for that. If i PASS my Maths this term, I swear, I will give you a hug. Aside from maths, thanks soo much for support on that issue of mine. Although sometimes i did it cause of you, you were there for me to lean on, and that is seriously something i needed. I love you, alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, MGY is awesome. Though other little, minor (yes val, my left arm is minor,) stuff came up.  HOHO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am at the point, where i'm so high, so happy and not afraid to say;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm HIS girl ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shalalala! heho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciaoxz people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ilovemyboyfriend.&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/1853970957295250607-7750980855290086146?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/7750980855290086146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=7750980855290086146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/7750980855290086146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/7750980855290086146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/heho.html' title='heho!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1140906011865079891</id><published>2009-05-15T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T05:25:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hearby declare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TOTAL FREEDOM FROM EXAMS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for a few weeks. ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WHOOOO~~ exams are over. Today was awesome. Super awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yes baby, you are warm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VERY warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and i just love you to bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;come back online lah! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HEHOHEHO! I'm highhhh. I love calamine lotion ;D hahahahahahha and betadine! and gorses! hahahahahahhaha =.= high now. expect a proper post later/tmr ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NO EXAMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WOOT!&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/1853970957295250607-1140906011865079891?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1140906011865079891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1140906011865079891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1140906011865079891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1140906011865079891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/freedom.html' title='FREEDOM!!!!!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8356060207792782789</id><published>2009-05-14T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:15:04.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you make me feel so bad doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The cold shiny metal on my skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The crimson red water slowly escaping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its all a sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A pleasurable sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its not easy letting go of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It never will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I love the scars because of you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know i'm a bitch to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But its not that easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But its just so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-8356060207792782789?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8356060207792782789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8356060207792782789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8356060207792782789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8356060207792782789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/guilt.html' title='Guilt.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-509557166363760228</id><published>2009-05-14T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:44:09.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Happy birthday my dear bitch/niece,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;May god bless you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;May the sky not fall on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;May all the bruises i gave you heal faster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I don't care if you swap dates with her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;14th of May is your day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;for all i care....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So enjoy being 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(WOW YOUR SO OLD!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Because your not 14 like me! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(hehehoho!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll explain to you why pur-pur ca-re rater. hahaha =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eh! tmr the box of .......... HAHA! better come early. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Heho! excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Class blog is damn cute i tell you. Love it soso much. heho! btw, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;happy birthday thomas, again. &lt;/span&gt;My lil bitch/niece. hehe. MGY sempat seyh. " *cough*danial*cough*" i mean whats that all about? Why have to cough about Danial?? haha. tsk, immaature ;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Watching Angels and Demons with Sylvia and pepos tmr hopefully. Josh offered, but hey. I'm booked ;D good news for baby. HAHA. what a fucker i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today's paper was pure shit. Worst case scenario is that i lose 13 marks. Best case is that I lose only 5 out of 50. hohohehehaha! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After Physics causeway-ed with Sylv. We ended up talking about that asshole. eyerrr wasting time sia. Walk walk, talk cock. I followed Laura for a lil while, then off on my own to look for Thomas's and Aryl's presents. ;D I suck at birthday shopping. Thought of getting him a shirt, dogtags.... a notebook? haha! Found something suitable with the help of baby and gang ;D thankiewsss! My lovelorn-ing partner is so cute. hahaha. stop molesting my boyfriend can...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wells, back to story. Was with Baby and evryone outside Xcraft waiting for Aryl's taggies to be done, and saw chihao. My teddy bear! ;D He told me about the whole accusation for stealing story. haha he's got 12 bands like me, but split between two ppl. heho! I'm an inspiration ;D haha. kay, right. So all the guys were like, "eyy you chee how the head councillor right" *laugh*laugh* so mean :( haha then I was like, "eh! don't kacau my teddybear!" then i WANTED to give him a hug. HAHA but somebody was already SOOO jealous. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i could see this green substance in his eyes&lt;/span&gt;. ;) haha paham paham lah Dan. funfun day. ;D got all my pressies and cards. can't wait for tmr. heho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is so stupid, I saw him just 3 hours ago, and i miss my baby alot ok. Stewpid shayt. Haha! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your eyes, still melt me, still make me want to be yours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehehahahoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sugarhigh.&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/1853970957295250607-509557166363760228?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/509557166363760228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=509557166363760228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/509557166363760228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/509557166363760228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/thomas.html' title='Thomas;'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8344040932730727498</id><published>2009-05-13T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T05:39:28.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm leaving you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm leaving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm not sure if that’s what I should do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It hurts so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm wanting you but can't go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Trying to find, to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That all elusive piece of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stuck here somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shrouded beneath my fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And now I don’t need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuz I'm walkin down this road alone and figured all I'm thinking bout is you, is you my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And my head is in a cloud of rain and the world it seems so far away and I'm just waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The droplets, droplets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You left a mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I wear it proudly on my chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Above my heart Above my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;To Remind me that I feel the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When I'm with you When I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;To me everything is effortless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My eyes are painted with regret and I don’t need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cuz I'm walkin down this road alone and figured all I'm thinking bout is you, is you my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And my head is in a cloud of rain and the world it seems so far away and I'm just waiting to fall and sink into your tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You both are like the raindrops, the raindrops falling down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You left a mark you left a mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He left a mark you left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He left you left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And I don’t I don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Need it. Need it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;if you guys are smart enough, you'll know who you are :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;so similar, maybe thats why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-8344040932730727498?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8344040932730727498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8344040932730727498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8344040932730727498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8344040932730727498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-leaving-you.html' title='I&apos;m leaving you...'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6512511092834018779</id><published>2009-05-13T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:54:40.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat you up.</title><content type='html'>CHEM WAS A FAILUREEEE!!&lt;div&gt;boohoo :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want physics marks to be high so it can keep an A for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boo Chem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boo maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boo DnT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stewpid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todayy was awesomeeeeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, all the drama started this morning. heho! So anyways, I got this guy, Josh, no not my instructor Josh, his number. Like he's cute and everything ;D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;green eyes!&lt;/span&gt; So anyways, I was texting him. At like, 5.30? he texted me something really cute. I was like awww. And we kept texting till i met baby, (heho!) wells, even after. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;someone seemed jealous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hehehe, ah wells. Boys. Managed to study a lil chemistry. Next time before exams must meet up with Josh for chem ;D Chemistry exam was a bigbig boo. :( went to causeway with Valval and Nat. heho! Bought bubble tea. Met Sylvia, Laura and Devika. And some bitch sneezed on my neck and sylvia's ear. so disgusting. We all were like "swine fluu" haha =.= what a day, what a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Went to send Valval back, and then off to library to find Syl and gang trying to finish the bubble tea. awww! wells, Devika smuggled it and i went off to wait for Aryl ;D His "10 mins" is like 30 half an hour siaaaaa =.= Wells, finally turned up at 11-ish and ate MAC. ;D we talked and talked and eat and eat till 1-something? at 12 I was like, wondering what time baby's exam would finish. haha so sad. Aryl and I were talking bout the Convent-SIGS brawl. haahahha! and about relationships and possesive people. eee, scary man if i have a possesive boyfriend. eeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So we took off to go and walk walk around causeway. HAHA. talk talk. I miss him lots man! So happy that after idk how many months of postponing, we finally, got to meet up. I still owe him a B'day present though. gahh. Went up to the cinema to look for movies. HAHA. so funny. Talking about Super Junior and what...? (Korea rocks. fullstop) soo saw baby, and boyfriend met godbro. haha, feedback was very entertaining. ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this only means one thing, wear your bball shoes, or grow! hahaha -.-  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;awww, didn't mean it though. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Went down to send him off, we took stupid pictures. AHHAHA damn stupid i tell yeh. Not uploading. hahaha. Wells, went back up with him -,-! haha then off to cling (WTF) onto boyfriend. heee~ pleasant pleasant day indeed. Oh yesh, gave baby a substitute. hehehehe! not molest :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;baby, ily alot suddenly. ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;BoA-"I'll eat you up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;*winkwink*&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/1853970957295250607-6512511092834018779?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6512511092834018779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6512511092834018779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6512511092834018779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6512511092834018779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/eat-you-up.html' title='Eat you up.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5441541995627227329</id><published>2009-05-12T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:38:59.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to forget.</title><content type='html'>Talleyhoos~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was fun fun fun ;D I love today's test. Maths though, I still hate it! ;D Cuz i spent 1 hr 30 mins to do questions i did know, and the last 30 mins on the few i didn't know. From a gurantee of losing minimum 22 marks, went down to 5. Am pretty proud of myself. shalalala~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aryl didn't pick up his phone OR reply my texts. Pffft! so I went CWP with my Bangpire, Nat and my consortium (HAHA!) to find no one there. Wanted to get my bands with sylvia, but the place was closed. =.= then decided go have lunch with boyfriend. heho. And Aryl, if your reading this, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT TIME YOU BLANJA ME AH! ;D &lt;/span&gt;hehoha! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hung around causeway with boyfriend and gang. Yes, thats how bored i was. Went to library and Thomas got mad suddenly :( aww! ahhh wells, exam stress i guess. Chill out kay dude ;D I felt so extra lah, for some reason. ahh wells. But i managed to get my bands though ;D so i think i've got about 12 on my arm weee~ Questions will arise, but its easier to answer don't you think? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homed with MAC for lunch. Pretty boring day. Except for the Maths test. Weeee~ I might actually pass! WHOOHOOO! haha, at least I can be happy about something huh, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Danial.&lt;/span&gt; =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Because I am a fool&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that you are thinking about somebody else&lt;br /&gt;And you probably don’t even know my heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thats how i feel you know. And its not a nice feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You and Syafiq, quite similar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe THAT is why i liked you in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See how it feels now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you know whats wrong, why didn't you try to fix it first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Because my heart isn't some stupid toy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I would have waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Its not like i don't know what you went through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I liked someone in the mist of still not getting over him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;yet i told that person i'm not ready, and it might just be a desperate crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;so i WAITED and WAITED and more blood came out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but I'm over him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;If you told me to WAIT, i would have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry lavania screwed the "take it slow" idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry I just went on with the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but it would have been nice for me to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;All i want is you, I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm willing to wait again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;because i want to make it work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not telling you in your face, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;because i want you to read this over and over;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Its not a crush. I want you. Yes, you. You asked me "I wonder how long it will take for you to get over me when I break your heart" You've broken it,lets see how long it takes ok? I'm stupid enough to give you a second chance, the way i gave it to him. I wonder how people can just live without the guilt of what they're doing. I love you, and that wont change, until it comes out with all the blood i'll lose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-5441541995627227329?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5441541995627227329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5441541995627227329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5441541995627227329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5441541995627227329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/trying-to-forget.html' title='Trying to forget.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2887340715708888810</id><published>2009-05-10T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:40:19.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dentures. =.=!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I WEAR BRACERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT DENTURES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kimakkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is a DISTINCT difference between the two of them ok. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today is boooring! Gah. Internet restrictions suck big time. I need to get a life. Bah, Danial is online. Yippieee! hooray hooray! =.= Finally sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bracers, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not dentures&lt;/span&gt;, appointment at 4. What colour should i get? Red&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Black maybe? HAHA ew no, so emo. but, wells, might as well ehs? and I shall get that emo haircut and wear tight clothing and black skinnies. =.=! Ok. no never never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate these people who are renovating my house. They're like at my window. Stupid perverts. And mommy doesn't let me close the curtains? CHEEEESEPIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh! come to think of it, it isn't THAT boring. Made brownies just now ;D so chewy and niceeee! The best way to fight a lazy afternoon is; Brownies, a glass of Champagne, and a book ;DDD hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[edit] Something is up with you people and Minah Malaysia's ok. =.= eyerrrrrr.[/edit]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-2887340715708888810?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2887340715708888810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2887340715708888810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2887340715708888810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2887340715708888810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/dentures.html' title='Dentures. =.=!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5656107561532373735</id><published>2009-05-10T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:33:00.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morrrrning people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to PROMISE that my blog will be updated often now. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need a reason to stay alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-5656107561532373735?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5656107561532373735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5656107561532373735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5656107561532373735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5656107561532373735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/d.html' title=';D'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1161249052066820788</id><published>2009-05-10T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T04:59:04.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motha's Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear Momma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY MOMMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because today is your special day I didn't tell you what a pain you were to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I swear you drive me up the wall 24/7 and all i want is peace from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I didn't get you a present because you nagged me because i woke up at 12.45,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I've been getting up at 4am everyday and woke up at 7.45 yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I needed my sleep. Yet you still nagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh wells, there went your present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I planned to go to CS with poppa and buy the;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; WILD  CHERRY™ package worth RM339&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; from THEBODYSHOP™&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So now you know, nagging doesn't help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOTSA LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alicia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Call me mean/heartless/wdv, I don't really give a shit right now. Just because its mothers day doesn't mean she isn't a bitch. I gave her a hug in the morning and wished her happy mothers day despite her mouth, which said;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You from being a vet into a actress. Hopeless already lah. Your a bloody disgrace. Does god really hate me enough to give me such a failure of a daughter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It really does hurt, you know, yet I still listen to you sometimes. I still call you my mom, I still love you alot ok. So what if I like my fashion a lil mix of punk-boho? so what if my bangs are long? so what if i'm not miss perfectionist? Everyone is different. I'm NOT you. Remember that please. If you don't like my room, don't come into it. Its my mothafucking life you bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you daddy, its MY life. who gives a shit if its your roof? I can just pack my bags and stay with someone in SG. I love you, thats why I stay. But your just so, URGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was a very interesting day. My hate level for my parents went up. I'm really so tempted to just packing my bags and running away you know. Bitches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Danial isn't online. Well, he is, but he's away. Gah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I mugged for maths. I'm such a loser at maths. I can't understand it. I mean, I know the technique, just how the fuck do i mix it with the others and apply it? I fucking HATE HATE HATE MATH. I'm gonna fail on Tuesday. And my dad will see the results. And he will say I never study. If only he knew, if i were to stress myself on math. If only he knew, what would happen. And &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baby,&lt;/span&gt; yeah it happened again, cuz i mugged. sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trimmed my hair. I don't really like it. :( stupid hair controversy. UGH. I trim, don't like. I don't trim, don't like. WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO LAH FATHER? CUT BOTAK? I"M A GIRL FOR GODS SAKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hand hurts. Gah. I hate piano too. Exams on the 16th of June. Premier cup on the 18th. I need to settle stuff. ARGH. Stress stress stress. Stupid exam period. Stupid school, stupid math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I like Super Junior. ;D they're so awesome. Also SS501. They're cool too. And I love the song "more than words" the Frankie J version the most. Also "hush hush" by PCD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;" I never needed you to be strong, I never needed you for pointing out my wrongs, I never needed pain, I never needed strain. My love for you was strong enough you should've known. I never needed you for judgement, I never needed you to  question what i do. I never asked for help, I take care of myself." Get that in your head mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ARGH. SO IRRITATING LAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wanna cut. need to cut. I WANT MY FREAKING PENKNIVES! :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Give em' back! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-1161249052066820788?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1161249052066820788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1161249052066820788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1161249052066820788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1161249052066820788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothas-day.html' title='Motha&apos;s Day.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-3964222757962528874</id><published>2009-05-09T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:47:18.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prt. 2</title><content type='html'>I hate it when people take their time to answer something damn important.&lt;div&gt;I hate it even more when people don't see the importance no matter how many times i tell them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;if a breakup is what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm gonna wait till the "Danial" on my hand goes away/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I want us to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;REAL BAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Life sucks when it comes to such tragic endings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what though, I'll always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;THOMAS! I'll still be able to play BB with you right? ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-3964222757962528874?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3964222757962528874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=3964222757962528874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3964222757962528874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3964222757962528874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/prt-2.html' title='Prt. 2'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1175971131906676778</id><published>2009-05-09T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T05:37:47.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You know what sucks more than waking up at 4am every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Waking up at 7.45 on a Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;You know why I woke up at 7.45 on a Saturday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;cuz i had date at 11. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;With who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my babylove of course. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Who's my babylove?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh, more songs that are true;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Because I am a fool&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;But I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; that you are thinking about somebody else&lt;br /&gt;And you probably don’t even know my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably don’t exist in your daily life&lt;br /&gt;And I’m sure you have no thoughts of me&lt;br /&gt;But for me, I spend my days thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;And my tears keep falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at your retreating figure&lt;br /&gt;Is happiness to me&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don’t know my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Even if you simply brush me aside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those days when I desperately want to see you&lt;br /&gt;Those days that are so hard to bear&lt;br /&gt;My mouth wordlessly repeats “I love you” &lt;br /&gt;Alone once again I cry for you &lt;br /&gt;Alone once again I’m missing you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably don’t exist in your daily life&lt;br /&gt;And I’m sure you have no memories of me&lt;br /&gt;But for me, I spend my days thinking about you &lt;br /&gt;And create my own memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me &lt;br /&gt;Love is a beautiful scar&lt;br /&gt;Even when I see your beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;I cannot smile with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those days when all I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Those days when my heart is cold and sad&lt;br /&gt;My mouth wordlessly repeats “I want to see you” &lt;br /&gt;Alone once again I cry for you &lt;br /&gt;Alone once again I’m missing you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye never say good bye&lt;br /&gt;Even though I can never have you&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t say a word, I want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep hoping and hoping&lt;br /&gt;In those days when I desperately want to see you&lt;br /&gt;Those days that are so hard to bear&lt;br /&gt;My mouth wordlessly repeats “I love you” &lt;br /&gt;Alone once again I cry for you &lt;br /&gt;In those days when all I think about is you&lt;br /&gt;Those days when my heart is cold and sad&lt;br /&gt;My mouth wordlessly repeats “I want to see you” &lt;br /&gt;Alone once again I cry for you &lt;br /&gt;Alone once again I’m missing you&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Haha, I can't express how much I love this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Korean/Jap bands are so awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Something is up with you, and its hurting me terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I still try to smile, plaster it on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;But its only for your sake, because things are happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;they always have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Yet i can't seem to cope this time, and all i want is the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Danial, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;MGY, thanks ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Wells, today was so-so. Woke up at 7.45 to go for my dressage date (HAHA!?!) with Vivaldi of course. So yeahh, dressage was PURE shit. Lunch was interesting. haha, Josh is still orange as ever. HOHO. "superkicks!" HAHAHAHA. k, only some people know what I'm talking about. I couldn't eat my fried rice in peace. Everyone kept staring at me for some reason. Ugh, whatever. Had jumping at 2. There was an oxer! weeee~~ I love Tanja lots. ;D at least someone understands. My plasters had to be removed cuz i got a heat rash. gah! suckyy. You can see this white patch now on my skin. HAHA. I'm Malay again ;D Vivaldi was awesome over jumps. HEHO. I homed only like, 5 mins ago? HAHA. Ate ALOT there. The bill must be scary I swear. Now I've got mengaji. Ugh. Second post coming your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Baby, I need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-1175971131906676778?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1175971131906676778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1175971131906676778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1175971131906676778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1175971131906676778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/saturday.html' title='Saturday.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-428665083559306410</id><published>2009-05-08T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:04:35.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reden</title><content type='html'>I like talking. I LOVEEE talking. Saves alot of heartache. ALOT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that reminds me, ALOT isn't appropriate. ok must use "a large amount" ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MGY came online. I'm sooo happy. And heart keeps beating faster. Today got from worst to awesome. haha! enjoy enjoy. Malay paper was utter RUBBISH. Like, i was sooo sleepy. Due to lack of sleep from last night. My GayBitch knows why. :( Okay, this semester is like, crap semester. Top 5 in the level is outta my list this year :( AH wells, bad year bad year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once upon a time, I cried because of this person. Yes, I cried like alot. My eyes were red the next morning and i had to close them through my whole bus trip. They looked normal by the time I got to school and I managed to plaster a smile on my face. That person didn't even seem to care. And it hurt alot ok. ALOT. Its like, stewpid. If the person you "cared" about suddenly doesn't talk to you.... won't you like try your best to figure out why? boo. Thomas, I need your stupid jokes again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"u know how he's like when u got into this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;from what you've said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;he doesn't seem like someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;whom likes to take the initiative in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;or perhaps he doesn't really know what he should do at this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;so it's not about him lacking passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;don't question him on that, too early for that now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;tell him what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;what he needs to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;to make u feel special"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;1) tell me if your in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;2)show me how much you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;3) let me slowly be yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-428665083559306410?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/428665083559306410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=428665083559306410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/428665083559306410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/428665083559306410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/reden.html' title='Reden'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6654394473871270273</id><published>2009-05-07T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T04:59:55.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Stupidity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for some unkown reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and i do not want to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;repeat; DO NOT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;want to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;somebody is being a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't want this person to be a bitch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REALLY. REALLY. REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you terasa, then thats you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yes you right there, reading this now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR THE BITCH THAT'S MAKING ME CRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did it sting? if it did, yeah thats you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;purpur is my suddenly loved colour. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wedding dress colour. ;) HAHA val. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I hate my mom. She's been shouting the second she entered the house. ugh, shut up. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;And something is up with B okay. like really. ugh, focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Exams exams. fuck lah. stupid social life, stupid school life, stupid love life. stupid life life lah kimak. =.= I want exams to be over. I want everything to just stop and go back to the way I want it to be. Call me spoilt, i AM. Got a problem with it? Too BAD. GAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Doesn't it hurt when your doing ALL the effort and you feel like you gotta drag that someone.  Ah, whatever lah. I've got Malay tmr. Can't wait =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No one to go to school with at this rate. I pray nissy will go with me. Cuz you see, things happen, feelings shuffle and change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Where's MGY when i need him sia =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;nobody gonna love me betta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i must stick with you forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;pray pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;although i don't.&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/1853970957295250607-6654394473871270273?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6654394473871270273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6654394473871270273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6654394473871270273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6654394473871270273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/simple-stupidity.html' title='Simple Stupidity.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2416556457413693603</id><published>2009-05-07T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:23:03.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stewpid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate hate hate exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its so stewpid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes; STEWPID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ARFG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-2416556457413693603?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2416556457413693603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2416556457413693603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2416556457413693603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2416556457413693603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/stewpid.html' title='Stewpid.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-4544597569865893492</id><published>2009-05-05T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T06:20:22.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doomsday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOMORROW MYE. AHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DieDieDieDie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah wells, english and malay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;won't die one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*breathe*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm gonna do what I want to do. Cuz its MY life. NOT YOURS. I tell you what concerns you. As long as I'm not screwing up, no need for you to try and rotate the pieces. I know whats wrong and whats right. Isn't that enough? Be happy I don't smoke, drink or do drugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP CALLING THEM HDB KIDS BECAUSE AT LEAST THEY'RE MORE OPEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Who was the one to say "keep flexible. don't be rigid" LOOK WHOS TALKING LAH. I have a life in Singapore unlike YOU. LET ME LIVE IT CAN? Of course i say bad things about you. You tell me to listen when you yourself NEVER ATEMPT TO LISTEN TO ANYTHING I SAY. Nothing wrong with being in Singapore. If you miss me so much, convey it in a better manner. Compared to keeping me cooped up like some kinda bird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The more you pull, the more I'll run, the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRONGER&lt;/span&gt; i get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;basic dressage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I need to talk to Mr Yiu. Reaaaaaaaaaaaaally badly. I wish mid-years could wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-4544597569865893492?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/4544597569865893492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=4544597569865893492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4544597569865893492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4544597569865893492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/05/doomsday.html' title='Doomsday.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2528424637774518794</id><published>2009-04-30T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T07:39:40.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayday Parade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i swear that you don't have to go,"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do, sorry baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd rather a scar to a thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scar to a thought, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scar to a thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scar to a thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scar to a thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;three times more if you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i'm a 70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;70,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;70,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;70,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;70,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;70.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look me in the eye, and tell me you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;70-30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scar to a thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-2528424637774518794?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2528424637774518794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2528424637774518794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2528424637774518794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2528424637774518794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/mayday-parade.html' title='Mayday Parade.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-4138174718027675118</id><published>2009-04-29T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T06:53:13.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY UPDATING LAH OK.</title><content type='html'>MYE IS COMING AND IT SUCKS.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know some people THINK that I'm so relaxed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I HAVE to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because they don't know the PSYCHO BITCH i turn into when i'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shall not elaborate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ilovemyboyfriendok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once upon a time, I kept texting in class, cuz I needed to take my mind off studies. Oh forget it. Explanations not needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Why am I so different when it comes to everything else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IF ANY TEACHERS ARE READING THIS, DON"T HOLD IT AGAINST ME;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tmr i'm going to school to STUDY with my boyfriend ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i will get GOOD MARKS for MATHS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I PRAY, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHHHHHH, I'm losing my mind lah please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is a REASON i rock in acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like HAPPY, don't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciaox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S; ILY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1853970957295250607-4138174718027675118?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/4138174718027675118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=4138174718027675118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4138174718027675118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4138174718027675118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-updating-lah-ok.html' title='FINALLY UPDATING LAH OK.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-7314293958716176471</id><published>2009-04-17T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T05:45:24.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what hurts the most. was never knowing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Happy Birthday Mr Yiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ok, I love my form teacher lah k. The best FT everrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ok, and I love my classmates ok. 2A rawks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;2)Celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;3)Resignation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;4)Partay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;5) 1 year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Have you ever wanted to prove yourself so badly, but no matter what you do, they don't believe you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Have you ever desired a happy ending that you KNOW is impossible but you work your way to it and then it fails and you feel as if you never expected it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Have you ever tried again, and when you fail again, it hurts twice as much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Have you just poured your heart out twice in a lifespan of four months and got nothing but empty words in return?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Have you ever tried fixing something you KNOW you can't, but you still do it, with tears streaming down your face, and the frustration boiling up, you fumble with it even more, and you KNOW there is no answer, but you keep finding for it, its like a glass that fell and shattered into a million pieces, and your trying to glue them all together again and everything is just going wrong, but you still try because you ARE right and you wanna prove to yourself that you can do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Have you ever tried to be so strong, to prove to everyone you can endure all this shit, and the truth is you ARE strong, this is making you even stronger, but then the feeling of exhaustion is catching onto you and you need to lean on someone, but then there is no one there, and all that being strong seemed so worthless and you just break down and show everyone the weak little thing you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can't my parents freaking listen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can't i freaking get over Syafiq???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-7314293958716176471?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/7314293958716176471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=7314293958716176471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/7314293958716176471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/7314293958716176471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-hurts-most-was-never-knowing.html' title='what hurts the most. was never knowing.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1456734171296853050</id><published>2009-04-16T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:18:04.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought we could wait for the fireworks.</title><content type='html'>Countdown:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;SYF&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Resignation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.Peace&amp;amp;Zen for 24 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. 1 year ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm like, so freaking tired lah please. I'm going to bed at 9.30 today. gah! can't take this. One down, 4 to go. today I wasn't really THAT excited. It was mixed feelings. I was VERY semangat this morning though, so yeah, counted as an excited day. After my excitement days, I've got  Speech day. dayum. So today, SYF was awesome. We were so excited, though i cocked up my lines a lil at the end, it doesn't matter. After SYF I went to CWP with Juniors, Sylv, Dian and the phsyco emo shit-ass. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not gonna be nice&lt;/span&gt;. My darrrling son was so cute lah. ;) Oh wellies, got soo tired, so i went back. HAHA, I think i saw alfie? oh wdv. Went to SR and got that THANG we need for tomorrow. =D. I won't live through P.E. exhaustion much? Geog will be cool, chemistry will be boring. CDP, well thats a different issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you don't have to go&lt;/span&gt;, I thought we could &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt; for the fireworks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought we could wait for the snow, to wash over georgia and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;kill the hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought i could &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;live in your arms&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;spend every moment I had with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Stay up all night with the stars&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and confess all the faith that I had in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too late, i'm sure and lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; night&lt;/span&gt;, another &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wasted&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1853970957295250607-1456734171296853050?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1456734171296853050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1456734171296853050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1456734171296853050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1456734171296853050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-thought-we-could-wait-for-fireworks.html' title='I thought we could wait for the fireworks.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-7823691992982527498</id><published>2009-04-15T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:26:34.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken for granted,</title><content type='html'>I hate the human race, cuz we take SO many things for granted.&lt;div&gt;We really don't know what we got till its gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We THINK everything is fine, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and don't realize we're slipping until we fall and hit ourselves hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hell yeah, ignorance is bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But don't forget, the pain strikes harder that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your so freaking lucky lah, you get to at least talk and hang out with that person, and now you wanna complain? My place is NO WHERE better. Please think before you ask stupid questions and make IDIOTIC decisions. You don't know what its like to get over someone, and then get those wounds opened up again. You don't know how much it hurts to see that persons face during days when I truly do not want to see him. It hurts when your forced to make yourself believe everything is ok, when it so isn't. IGNORANCE IS BLISS. but if you fall, good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No pain, no gain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got the guts to let go, you keep saying you want to, but your not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SYF is tomorrow, I'm so tired, Justin pissed me off to the apple core today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;My 3-day-excitement marathon has started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. SYF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Partay&amp;amp;Resignation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3.One Year ;)&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/1853970957295250607-7823691992982527498?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/7823691992982527498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=7823691992982527498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/7823691992982527498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/7823691992982527498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/taken-for-granted.html' title='Taken for granted,'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-3513053977456441845</id><published>2009-04-14T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:33:18.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Bloggie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay, I L-O-V-E 2A. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha, the blog is fabulous, so yeah thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I'll try my best to update what I can, but oh wellies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was tiring, the end. gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;syf is on thursday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; resignation&amp;amp;celebration on friday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;partay on saturday, and....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one year babeh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"is it really just another crush?"&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/1853970957295250607-3513053977456441845?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3513053977456441845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=3513053977456441845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3513053977456441845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3513053977456441845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/class-bloggie.html' title='Class Bloggie.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-22538516456344614</id><published>2009-04-11T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T06:14:27.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Octet,</title><content type='html'>There is something about the song, cry by both rihanna and mandy moore so true, as well as i'm not missing you by stacy orrico and also Almost by JennyC. OH LOL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fifis sucks alot, ok now, is my blog interesting??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its like so annoying lah please, no one ever reads this blog, so idk why i bother posting stuff, thinking someone would care, and in the end i get the stereotype of attention whore, like, get a life lah please. I blog for people who care, not for people who don't. Cuz you know, I barely show my shitty side in person, because i like being nice and considerate, and i take it out at home and my parents hate me to shits for it, so yeah be grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So anyways, today was boring. haha, no surprise. I'm going riding tomorrow. SYF is in 5 days, ok 4. and that means 5 days to my resignation. whoo! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bevienda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-22538516456344614?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/22538516456344614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=22538516456344614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/22538516456344614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/22538516456344614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/octet.html' title='Octet,'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-739050936906904024</id><published>2009-04-11T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:45:41.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;iamsodamn&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt;atmyparentslahplease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;godielah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;wantyoutocareaboutmeforafewdays,can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iwanna&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;runaway&lt;/span&gt;andcomeback&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;wheniwantto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Whythefcukdon'tyouletme&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;livemylife&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Iwannagrowupmyway&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iwanna&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt;frommy&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mistakes&lt;/span&gt;soletmemakesomeforfreakssake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&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/1853970957295250607-739050936906904024?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/739050936906904024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=739050936906904024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/739050936906904024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/739050936906904024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/boo-you.html' title='BOO you.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2770612764072071789</id><published>2009-04-09T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:24:36.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off time,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I finally got some off time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from school and everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GOOD FRIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See the good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, I ain't getting any. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been wayyyy to busy this week to update my sacred bloggie. I swear, i misss my lappie so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, moment of truth, I had my SYF full-dress on Tuesday, It was soooooooooooo bad. I screwed up my lines and blockings. ah, wtf. Then Wednesday I had CIP, we spent 1 and a half hours at sheng siong looking for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THICK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mango, peach, strawberry &lt;/span&gt;cordinals or powder for our MilkSHAKEitSHAKEit™ LAWL. bought this cocktail drink which looked alcoholic, but wasn't. LOL. OH WELLIESSSS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was so goddamn cool lah ok please. LOL. We had to go ACS for last min rehersal, cuz tuesday was crap ok. So we went at like, 7.30am and reached at 8 and practiced till 9. Shan and I have the same hair style ok! she looks more cleopatra than me laaaaa but rehersals were better and then had to back to class! =.=' damn uh. Doing my COA with Sylv, recess was fked up. I got so annoyed with the rules in the council board lah please. I am so waiting for my resignation, Friday morning i don't care I am giving it to miss ang along with my tie, pray to god my mom has written a letter. okay, moving on, maths was fine, I didn't pay attention then when i heard how confusing it was, zoop! i woke up and listened and asked a million questions. HAHA, semangattt. Drama after school was awesome lah ok. DEEPAN BRUISED ME LIKE FUCK. my ARMS ARE BRUISED AND HURT ALOT. and someone scratched me during the fight scene. the bruises are from deepan grabbing me, during the break up scene, and like telling me off. scary sia if a real boyfriend does that. :S ABUSE. LOL HAHAHAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna go Niloo's house today, but daddy don't let :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Comparisons are easily done, once you've had a taste of perfection, like an apple hanging from a tree, i picked the ripest one, but i still got the seed. you said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;move on&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;where do i go...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciao&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/1853970957295250607-2770612764072071789?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2770612764072071789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2770612764072071789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2770612764072071789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2770612764072071789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/off-time.html' title='Off time,'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-9029235541477412814</id><published>2009-04-05T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T06:11:15.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One second!</title><content type='html'>boomshakalaka!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm random again today. =D shalalalalala~ I ate dinner already, currently skipping mengaji. ;D weee~ Nothing interesting happened today thou. I'm so wanting to go to school tomorrow. yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-9029235541477412814?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/9029235541477412814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=9029235541477412814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/9029235541477412814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/9029235541477412814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-second.html' title='One second!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1461721879408662450</id><published>2009-04-03T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:42:10.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh tush tush</title><content type='html'>L O L.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry for my sudden outburst yesterday.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reading quotes on the internet does no good to me. &lt;/span&gt;haha. I smell of dog shampoo. Dutchess is sooooo annoying. She's barking at Zulu. Gah. I'm awake at this hour to give her a bath. shayt. I am so tired ok. I need to get rid of my eyebags lah. Stupid school. School makes children non-children. morning highness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was gay. G-A-Y gay! shalalalala! =.=' I did car directing duty and i saw so many people. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well, DUH alicia, its school! -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok i mean, i saw so many people i know. ;D Assembly was fine. I actually miss the announcements, especially when i was doing it. It was like, so short, so empty. =( OH WELLIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had 2.4 run yst. It was terrible. How the hell did i manage 12 mins last year? I got 15 mins this year. Rubbish man. SO unfit. lawl. I ran with Natasha. Got 34th place? Gosh, sucked to the max ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every other lesson was so-so. My team screwed up Geo. Cuz we had too much to present and allowed only 10 mins max. They added in new slides and i could not summarize it. Chem was as usual. MISS GUO IGNORED ME AGAIN. WHATEVER LAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CDP was a CIP session. I find it totaly irritating lah.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; someone was being troublesome, and not going through all the facts before bringing up an idea.&lt;/span&gt; Kinda hard to work with people like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to 711 with Jun Liang, Nat and Aisyah. I reaaaaaaaally needed to go to cwp to change money. And I suddenly felt so freaking generous, I thought of buying KFC for all drama SYF members. =D whaha! So Nat followed me to change money and we bought KFC. While waiting, this HOT ok HOT dude, he was a mix, I'm very sure of that, was there. I was like telling nat and bragging and going OH MY GOD and all sorts. typical teenage girl. oh wellies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back to school, told everyone and we assembled at the canteen to eat. haha FARIS WAS TRYING TO KILL ME! hahahahaha lame lah! he was stuffing popcorn chicken into my mouth non-stop. stupid ok. I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD, I COULD NOT CHEW. ahahaha.. Boyfriend was being oh-so lame laah. oh yess, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMEBODY  WAS BLUSHING SOOO HARD CUZ HER BOYFRIEND WAS EXPRESSING HIS LOVE.&lt;/span&gt; ahem, ahem. "you want the thigh, or the breast?" AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHHAHAHHAHA, sorry sorry. Inside joke. Chicken. lol lol lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We only got a de-brief about Preview Night. It was quite good. I needed to talk to Mr. Sha about make-up arangements and stuff so I stayed on. I GOT ALOT of stupid pictures and videos of Mr Sha i say. aahem ahem. hahaha. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went back with Dian =D met Nat at causeway. WOW ok. we chatted and chatted. Saw this mom who just could not get her son out of the baby chair. It was so stupid ok. I texted a person, and the person surprisingly replied and now i understand the whole picture already ok. OH WELLIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went back with Li and Nazri. =D Met Fathin at customs and me did alot of laughing and screaming again. OH ELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and just when i got over you, you smiled and made my heart melt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fcuk you biatch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-1461721879408662450?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1461721879408662450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1461721879408662450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1461721879408662450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1461721879408662450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-tush-tush.html' title='oh tush tush'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8193228253274842874</id><published>2009-04-03T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T08:22:43.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;table width="100%" cellpadding="0" style="text-align: center;border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 100%; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); width: 100%; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.4em; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 93%; line-height: 1.5em; vertical-align: middle; "&gt;"I was finally getting over you and actually believing I didn't need you. I was finally accepting you had another girl. Then you smiled at me and ruined it all."&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px;"&gt;WHY OH WHY.  OHMYFREAKINGGOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 11px;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-8193228253274842874?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8193228253274842874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8193228253274842874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8193228253274842874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8193228253274842874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-was-finally-getting-over-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6955789011622406900</id><published>2009-04-02T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T07:22:01.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, boo you.</title><content type='html'>hello! ;D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went to school today as usual but the bus was freaking late ok. I thought I had planned to go to school with Thomas but he said no? I was so effing confused. Went to school with Lavania, talliehoos happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First morning of mine doing new morning duty. The vest is funnnnnnnnn, but SOMEBODEH who had a spider in her hair asked me to put my hands behind my back. LOL. Then she was like, "eh, no direct the cars. Then put on music and follow the beat" AHAHAHA. joker eh head c? and i swear, during the speeches, RACHELLE WAS SOOOOOOOOO CUTE. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;English was super suckey alright. I TOTALY forgot to do the news share thang. damnit, and Mr. Yiu was super angry. alaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The rest of the school day was per normal. Bleh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I LOVE DRAMA. lots ok. we did a run through  and did our preview. AWESOMENESSSSS. sooo many people where there ok. s-c-a-r-y! but we pulled it off and we toasted sparkling juice? hahaha deepan and i were acting drunk after a sip. lol. took many many pictures with Mr. Suka. and when i say many I mean MANY ok. like we took a picture with everyone times 100? lol. camwhore, i know. I like my costume and i like lavania's dress cuz its mine. HAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After drama juniors and I decided to go out to celebrate. haha went to civic mac and got something to eat. some weirdo came and i got super scared ok. I was like, "i count to three we all run away" HAHAHA. they should know what i'm talking about. It was so fun lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would LOVE to elaborate but I'm currently struggling with Geo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fcuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I  love that brand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-6955789011622406900?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6955789011622406900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6955789011622406900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6955789011622406900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6955789011622406900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-boo-you.html' title='oh, boo you.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6370664548146163441</id><published>2009-03-30T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T05:28:56.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't the new skin so refreshing;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can barely tell the difference if I'm happy or sad; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like a super cool mirror that lets you see what you want to see;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What you want to believe;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because when it comes down to it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're humans, and we make mistakes;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stupid,clever mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oxymoron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But hey, the stupid mistakes are what makes us clever;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're only human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today school was seriously funny okay. It all started in the morning, where I was so hyper. Oh yea, Congrats to;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wan Sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pei See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Juhainah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rachelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For getting nominated for Head C. You guys are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;lucky. All that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hard work&lt;/span&gt; payed off. Oh wellies! Though some others deserved the posts too, if Miss Ang wants to play the game her way, OH WELL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Malay class was FUNNY OK. SUPER DUPER DUPER FUNNY, it consisted, Su-haila. (not the HC) and Nana. both very erm, "interesting women" lawl. Nis please laugh at the last statement. And I was drawing on my leg, and cikgu scolded Nis cuz of idk what, so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was texting a certain someone the whole day, and my battery was alrd half before recess, like -.-!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MATHS. I so hate maths today okay, I didn't need her stupid remarks. If i am slow, SO WHAT LA? walau. I actually paid full attention, cuz I was so freaking confused, the squares that belonged to the variables but the numbers already squared, like HUH?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After school was fun and saddening. First went to cwp with Nis, met Haikal there, then we go makan at Mac, he had to leave cuz of mom thingys. So nis and I went to buy earrings, and when we were passing shops, I could not find anything that can replace my band that can break any second ok. Its sooooo depressing =( haih, but she got her earrings an we took 178 back to school and it seriously reminded me of Burung ok. ;D So yeah, went to school and did homework in canteen. yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Quadrangle to chill with the band members, Oh ya;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONGRATS FOR THE SILVER! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It might not be GwH but its still good. =) So yeah, went up to lvl 4 and Lavania was looking for me, and we played hide and seek. LOL, it was sooo funny ok, she went up and down, and we were like running around. Recon baybeh. HAHA. Yeh, and I went home at 6-ish with Nis and Ashraf my lil junior cuz lavania emo. boohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-6370664548146163441?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6370664548146163441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6370664548146163441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6370664548146163441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm homeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KL was kinda fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already missing Eda,Jim,Adib and everyone ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm homeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I"M HOME LIKE FINALLY OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-5637200587484603140?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5637200587484603140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5637200587484603140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5637200587484603140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5637200587484603140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/03/weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-3884393912842736941</id><published>2009-03-18T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:04:46.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S, I actually DO love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Val knows what my title actually means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, back to basics,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes I am in love/out of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've always been actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And now things have gotten worse I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I made a BIG mistake yesterday and on Monday I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay, no if I only did either one, its okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BUT I DID BOTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;URGHLDAHSDBCAHDBFKHBSVCAKHFBCVKAFEBV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;two no mistakes come together and become the worst thing in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ARGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Four lines, made my whole perspective change;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz when you love someone, and they break your heart, don't give up on love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have faith restart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then it got me thinking, what if that person still has my heart? Cuz, when someone breaks something, if they reaaaaaaaaly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt; it, they would like, put it back together and keep it right? And if they're keeping it, I could only be in love with THAT person ONLY. right? Cuz when it comes down to it, maybe that person didn't mean to break it. Maybe it was by accident?OH THE LOVE OF KNOWING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;VAL! NOW I KNOW WHY P.S IS LIKE THAT! =DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Fine. Suit urself. I will do anything to make u hate me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm tired of this, please. Give it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or keep it safe, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My holidays are very boring. I swear. I finished Chem and Geo alrd. Only left with Lit and MT. Geo is mainly the ppt. GAH. boring boring. I'm going to KL in an hour. Bringing my hwk. LIKE DUH ok. damnit. I'm talking to Nis about calamine lotion?? HAHAHA. I'm supposed to go to Niloo's school tomorrow you know! SAS! BUT I"M IN KL. URGH. ok no, GOING TO KL SOON. ARGHHH. BLABLABLA. I'm so hyperly-depressed. gah. Oh yea, did you know, I'm going crooked. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muah muah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1853970957295250607-3884393912842736941?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3884393912842736941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-201590792245199361</id><published>2009-03-17T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T06:43:17.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Clouds, Silver Linings, Melancholic Agony, Carpe Diem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm fighting the wrong battle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i still think i need to fight it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know I'm stubborn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know I hate to lose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-201590792245199361?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/201590792245199361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=201590792245199361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/201590792245199361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/201590792245199361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/03/rain-clouds-silver-linings-melancholic.html' title='Rain Clouds, Silver Linings, Melancholic Agony, Carpe Diem.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-3572391135828036322</id><published>2009-03-16T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:34:10.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>puff, puff.</title><content type='html'>puffy puffy eyes.&lt;div&gt;I look like a panda seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UGH, I don't know how I'm gonna survive my "intensive training" with Nat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the rate I'm going, I'll die lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you sometimes wonder, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;if that someone REAAALY means what they say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;like, "oh, i want you to come, but cuz of your asthma i didn't invite you cuz i KNOW it's bad for you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like, do you believe them? or take it as an excuse for not inviting you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like, " I love you but, I'm not good for you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or, "I want you so bad, but I don't deserve you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OR any other cheesy lines that people use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well oh well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;maybe its just the sign of, "YOU SHOULD MOVE ON SWEETIE!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;lawl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Bro is playing Halo 3. so annyoing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today will be a super duper boring day, i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the rate I'm going I will have to do my homework to kill time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HUAHUA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I keep trying to send Miss Tan the Speech Day thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But there's this stupid mail-daemon  or wdv telling me its not sent like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;wtfish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i so do feel like laughing out loud ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm talking to fav. person right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you know, I had rashes for a whole week on my already ugly legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its finally gone. YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;come on, cheer with me, YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nat, i DID use Calamine Lotion ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fav person stopped talking :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT EVA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna eat hersheys kisses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;soo craving for choco man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;UGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yes, I need mascara and eyeliner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously lah, I'm out of it and mommeh will slap me if I use hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciao babeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna go eat lah.&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/1853970957295250607-3572391135828036322?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3572391135828036322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=3572391135828036322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3572391135828036322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3572391135828036322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/03/puff-puff.html' title='puff, puff.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5665188817415586898</id><published>2009-03-16T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T06:28:22.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My booo!</title><content type='html'>Isn't it so awesome, when you finally find out the truth.&lt;div&gt;like, after having to chase it for so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Althou there are consequences, its still the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then you figure out that as long as you KNOW your love is returned,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it doesn't matter the position you guys are in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like the song My Boo, is it not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"There's always one person that will always have your heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will always be my boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It started when we were younger you were mine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now another brother's taken over but its still in your eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eventhough we used to argue, its alright."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the rest is even more true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow. awesomeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall not dwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, an update, because i found out people actually DO read my blog. WOW. I am going to make up for ALL the things I've done, as promised and I will do my homework everytime. I shall go to the gym every other day to train up on my stamina and stuff, because I am fat and lazy. (HA HA) I shall start going out with a cute,rich american guy ( WHAT THE HELL ) and i shall be nice and friendly to everyone. This is because of karma. And i believe in karma. Woot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for the 31st, the BI catwalk will be awesomeeee. I need riding boots. URGENTLY. Vivy baby is being such an awesome little baby. I feel like saying WOW to everything. I'm so upbeat now. oh well, I'm free for the whole holidays. So i need plans. Faster book me! Everyone is booked except me, like how can this happen? HAHAH lawl. So life is awesome right now. Although I'm not like, with anyone or anything I'm in love and loved i guess. Cool right? hehehahahuhu. -.- ok, ali, stop it sia. I PROMISE JOYCE AND MAE I WONT SWEAR ANYMORE. haha weeee~ I feel so nice suddenly. ok ok so toodels lah! I wanna mandi and go out for dinner. I'm gonna look like Maryln Monroe with a white dress that will fly when i walk like a model past a vent in NYC. fat hopes man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1853970957295250607-5665188817415586898?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5665188817415586898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5665188817415586898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5665188817415586898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5665188817415586898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-booo.html' title='My booo!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2160590038767641297</id><published>2009-03-12T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:21:37.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syabooyah Sya- Sya- Syabooyah Role Call,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are from 2A,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We cheered the loudest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And hell we won this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuz you couldn't bring it on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syabooyah Sya- Sya- Syabooyah break it down now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you cheer people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Champion class is such a good rep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-2160590038767641297?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2160590038767641297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2160590038767641297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2160590038767641297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2160590038767641297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/03/2a.html' title='2A'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2599505464889936243</id><published>2009-03-07T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:59:58.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>empty</title><content type='html'>I'm sure all of us had those days where we would get a million text messages and phone calls. Days where we would always have something going on. When we go to school a billion people say hi as we make our way to our "spot" in the hall where no one else sits except us and surrounding is our group of friends. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this group of friends is our little gang, our haven, our life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its where we complain about stuff and they listen and vice versa. it were days when we feel so complete and loved. Everyone in the gang is submissve and dominant when needed. And there's a slight, almost unrealizable, heiracy in the group and we all know it. Thanks to that person the group is still together. And that is the "leader" in a way. The alpha wolf. In the gang that person doesn't have any better rights but its an informal choice as everyone accepts their decisions without moaning or force and they feel as superior as that informal leader. And that gang can't be called a clique cuz we hang out with other people too and put them first sometimes. It's a very flexible thing. Outings we're all in it together. We've got our bestfriends in the group and out and no one frets about it. We support each other unconditionally. And the whole group gets in trouble and the whole group is famous and popular cuz we're a group. A small society that anyone can come in but when they go out, we ask why. A group that leaves no one out. No favouritisme or anything. Its a fair group because everybody knows how important everybody is. We don't fight, we just tell them in the face. There are no rules or anything. We all squeal when we see someones crush or boyfriend. We share excitement and get influenced, willingly. And we all love each other to the death. And we KNOW it isn't a one sided love because we know how important they are to us and we'd die if they aren't there. Cuz its not only you calling them, and its not only you putting them first. They come to you too not just you come to them. They feel your pain too. That gang, that haven was the reason you went to school, was the reason you pick up the phone, was the reason you'll talk to them about anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i miss my lil gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes i wonder if they miss me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because they don't seem to be trying to keep a tie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, i know big groups are hard to keep. But what about best friends? They should be the person who always puts you first and you put them first. but why why why do people just SAY stuff. "i'm you best friend" and then hangs out with someone else more. its R U B B I S H.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;This is the closest colour i could find to the 07' prefects uniform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I so miss convent days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Where we're just us and no one elses' opinions mattered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I so miss feeling loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz now i feel like everyone's just talking to me cuz i'm a pity case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;When they say i miss you too, its just to be polite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, maybe I've changed, but you've changed too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;The difference is I accept that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;So what if i'm a lil outdated on the details,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;So what if it's a "convent thing".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;once a convent girl, always a convent girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Its not that I don't like my life in Singapore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;I do, very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;But do you expect me to throw away the better stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;high school sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-2599505464889936243?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2599505464889936243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2599505464889936243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2599505464889936243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2599505464889936243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/03/empty.html' title='empty'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2936102992789776381</id><published>2009-03-06T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:52:45.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflection..?</title><content type='html'>I'm here to summarize what I learnt yesterday.&lt;div&gt;The being happy thing, yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1) People find it annoying when someone is happy all the time. us humans seriously have jealousy and tolerance problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2) I learnt that I can be happy about anything, when something bad happens, try to think about the good stuff that could happen after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3) When your so busy being happy, those "big" problems and people you cant get over never cross your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4) When your happy, you don't feel un-loved or low self esteem because your sorta being who you are and embracing it. You enjoy it, so peoples thoughts don't matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5) You sorta pass the happiness. When someone is down, and your all happy, you go to them with a smile on your face and tell them to cheer up. Be understanding, don't pity them, and tell them the happy stuff. Cuz when your happy, you think happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i didn't cry last night. cuz i realized that when your so happy the whole day, the highlights are the happy stuff. Those problems seem like nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wow.&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/1853970957295250607-2936102992789776381?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2936102992789776381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2936102992789776381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2936102992789776381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2936102992789776381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/03/reflection.html' title='reflection..?'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1982706687824297657</id><published>2009-03-06T06:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:37:57.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I promised I'll be happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promised myself I'll be happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am still VERY happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promised it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll have to be smiling in my sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I'm happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alot of shit happened today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i was very happy despite that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I reminded myself that its just a game,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i gotta have fun while playing the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know during games when you make a mistake and you laugh it off. it only happens when your having fun. Thats why i'm happy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I forced myself to enjoy the silly moments and laugh along to what i'd have screamed at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw people that i usually do the "Hey!...bitch" thing and said "hey (minus) bitch."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt so nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was still smiling when he was watching me from the second floor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't even notice until sheila was like "shaaaaaboyah",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was still happy when I was forced to be the proposition,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was still happy when the guys at stall 3 irritated me by cutting ques,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was still smiling when we did the particle thingy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was still happy when Mr Yiu did the "stead, temptation and something" talk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even though it stabbed me a lil,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best of all, i didn't even realize HE was there until someone told me he was there. wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i was truly super happy when i chilled with Nat and Syl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nat, our ah lian joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;shhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And although I was kinda sad that I had to leave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was STILL happy that I'll be seeing someone else at customs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw Nazri at interchange and i was happy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw Fara at customs and i was happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was STILL happy when the que was bloody long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was STILL smiling although i didn't see my "anak kambing" lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was STILL happy when my mom lectured me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was STILL happy when Dutchess tried to give me rabies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am STILL happy although i am very tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so proud of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I'm going to sleep today with a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be happy TODAY. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and when the clock strikes 12,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imma let the tears flow baybeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its called mood swings babeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;matters of the heart can't be controlled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know I'm in drama, but i don't ACT it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;what goes around, comes around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;what goes up, must come down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;muaxcks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-1982706687824297657?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1982706687824297657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1982706687824297657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1982706687824297657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1982706687824297657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-promised-ill-be-happy.html' title='I promised I&apos;ll be happy.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8853674005704613877</id><published>2009-03-01T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:17:17.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I gave him hard, showed him what i got.</title><content type='html'>These past few days have been a roller coaster ride for me&lt;div&gt;Feelings up and down, moodswings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In and out of love and confusion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the climax finally came, and I'm so damn happy to say:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am SO over you boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I find it cool, how one thing in my life could surpass everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like, when you do that thing, nothing else mattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And when you do that thing, no matter how tiring or troublesome it is, you'll just do it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because you LOVE it, as in L-O-V-E like passion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wordsinpictures;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I took a ton of pictures, for everything. but i'm too lazy to update about it all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but I'm so over syafiq and life goes on. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And I miss my babyboo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciao honeyh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-8853674005704613877?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8853674005704613877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8853674005704613877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8853674005704613877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8853674005704613877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-gave-him-hard-showed-him-what-i-got.html' title='I gave him hard, showed him what i got.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-9003081517964721369</id><published>2009-02-18T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T05:00:01.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it rains.</title><content type='html'>2A 2A. OMG i love my class. haha Alvin's a funny dude, talks alot. haha reminds me of me. LOL.&lt;div&gt;Class cheer coming on well, I got 17/30 for maths. Thank lord i passed. Dutchess is arriving on sat. weet! ok, and i think i'm in love. but i have no idea with who. boyfriend, as in deepan drama boyf, is a jerk. LOL and boyfriend, as in my boy, is a jerkier jerk. k bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i stare at the phone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you still haven't texted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and then i feel so low,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't feel nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, i mish you to the apple core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-9003081517964721369?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/9003081517964721369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=9003081517964721369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/9003081517964721369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/9003081517964721369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-it-rains.html' title='And it rains.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1834165634767779558</id><published>2009-02-14T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:09:41.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back up, baby back up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its not as easy as i thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but its nicer to see him and smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;than to roll  my eyes and get so uptight about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Syafiq's happy now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i guess i should be too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life is a bitch. haha. I noticed that a long time ago. I also knew that secrets are meant to be kept. and i find it no use to mention the WHOLE subject but use no names. So from now on, I'll tell people straight in their faces and not vent in bloggies. I shall vent, to certain people. but when i vent, the feeling is temporary. ok bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it rains in your bedroom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and everything is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it rains when your here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it rains when your gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i stare at the phone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he still hasn't called,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you feel so low,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you can't feel nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I find that paragraph sooo true. That is E X A C T L Y how i feel right now. ugh, lets move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had riding yesterday and today. =D i stayed at the lodge. weet weet! so awesome. I did jumping on rocky. OH GOD i swear it was soooooo scary. but it was fun, but it was freaky but it was so cool but rocky went so fast, but i enjoyed it, but it was scary. ok. Vivy love is fineee. looking like a warmblood yaw! It was valentines weekend there. hee hee, fun fun fun. The chocolates were heartshaped and the brownies were SUPER fudgy. Too bad there weren't ANY cute guys. UGH. lololol. I got red red rose, from Mr Senett. -.- ahhaha. better than nothing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Next week I ain't going drama. I've gotta go to SSI's thingy. =D LUV LUV! ahhaah -..- So yeah, warninggg. And I'm gonna see Jasmine and Caroline and Jiew Ann, OMG so many people will be thereeeeee. yippieeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, lets talk about me going to KL. I'm kinda excited about it. I sooo don't wanna leave JB and SG. I get two awesome flavors in one. who could ask for more?? But I also am super psyched about going to KL. I just LOVE bukit kiara. Alia is there, Adib is there. OOH! ahaha. alot of things are going on there. I might re-amp my modeling yo! haha -.- oh my, not to mention eness, like my bestfriend since baby-hood. haha. gosh, choices choices. well, not that i can chose to go to KL or not. gawd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SYF SYF. Well, I AM Yan Li. I AM one of the leads. and I AM offered to do something big during the SYF period. GOD. I so totaly need the dates man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm gonna go make a new video clip now. weet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciao babeh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-1834165634767779558?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1834165634767779558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1834165634767779558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1834165634767779558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1834165634767779558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-up-baby-back-up.html' title='Back up, baby back up.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8794530505533459729</id><published>2009-02-11T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:54:17.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby cuz its overrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been such a bitch of a girlfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How many people don't know about my sweetie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, thats why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;imma love you better boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its been for-evah! since i last posted. Caught up in love-sickness. In and out of love. Anisah knows the most. =) thanks for being my shrink! So, lotsa things have happened. Well, I shall start off with today, I skipped school, period cramps, blegh. Plan to go for drama later. I'm Yan Li, yeah, important shit yannow. hehe, i can live for 3 hours laaaa. =) anyways, love life is actually fine, considering the fact i DO have a boo and that i AM over Syafiq.  Finally, yeah i know. I'm fine in school with friends and stuff. Sec two is easy shit, I don't pay attention and i still  get alright grades. Sylv and I are alright now. =D I so totaly miss her. oooh! Valentines around the corner! I don't have a date, considering my boyfriend isn't a V-day fan. I'm allowed someone on Vday. aww or what? haha, but I'm spending it at the Lodge, seeing my babyboonumber2~ haha. it's been exactly ONE month, since i rode him. Shit or what? I am soo dead. haih haih haih haih. Alright, about Sukma, well, Wilayah wants me in, i need to send a photocopied version of my IC but with a wilayah add.... Fish or what. Oh-yes, and I might be relocating to KL sooner or later. Soon as June, Late as next year. Oh well, I love  you guys here in JB and in SG. I'll miss you lots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sec 2 life is without a doubt awesome. Everythin is actually getting better. I love my classmates. Oh yes, yesterday was the rap thingy and very little wanted to do the rap. I already had Sylv with me and we needed at least 4 others. Then no one wanted and I got so pissed I said, "Yannow, i know this rap ain't very good, nor am I at rapping, but I'm doing this for 2A because I love this class and you guys in it, so just do it for 2A-lah" HAHA SOUL OR WHAT!?!?!? then knowing my class and sylvia they were, "chey chey chey" then clap -.- haha bt yeah, I love 2A. Not to mention the Balloon thingy. I got sabo-ed like hell man. haha. Not to mention sports day. Everyone contributed. Can you believe that I'm supposed to play soccer? -.- like eff ok. But I'm playing street netball, running 4X100 and doing cheerleading. =D We've got 16 people in the cheer and i hope its counting alright. We've chosen Japan, and I think we've gotta make our class flag Japan-ish. OOH wow! I so love my class alright. And wanna say thank you to a few people;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Junjie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for putting up with my crap every moment of every weekday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your the boring person that keeps me sane and allows me to get some sleep during maths. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for letting me borrow your correction tape,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know i should have one by now, but oh well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pravin-a! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hah, for letting me play with your hair during maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ILY alot k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hyli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for screamin with me everytime Mr Yiu shows a pic of Edward Cullen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zhi Bin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for calling me pontianak! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jun Liang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for trying to molest me. HAHA, i seriously find it hillarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll laugh during physics without fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aisyah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for always asking me to follow you to take meal coupons and eating recess with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dominic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for talking crap during groupwork, your seriously nonsensecial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chun Hao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for being such an adorable introvert, and giving me the chance to scream "whoo" everytime you go out to do wordshare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chi Hao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for being my teddybear, 3 hugs ++ a day is very very nice of you to tolerate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Val&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for smiling at my jokes and laughing everytime you see my face. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hazel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the korean song that i have not yet learnt to sing but i can say it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sylvister ( haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for being the in-charge-with-me everytime we've got something to do and my acting buddeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sheilala!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for being the person i can always tease *name cannot be mentioned*. haha :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for tolerating my crap and getting into somewhat trouble with me. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and everyone else in two A. =D thanks for putting up with my nonsense. ILY lots k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the 2B-er that i seriously sayang gilergiler to the apple core:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanisah/Nissy/Nis/Hanis(?):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOL. for telling me that your in love with a guy every malay lesson, and for letting me have a laugh during malay lesson, especially the day when you called me Alic and i called you Hanis. OH WELL WELL. =D ILY k best/good/no friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, long speeches aside. HAHA Basically, I love 2A lots. And KNOWING this is my last year in SG, I wanna make the best of it. I agree that me not getting over syafiq has wasted one whole month, but I've got 5 more or 11 more to make up for it. =D And yannow,  Aryl, my bro terrrrsayang, goes to the same ITE as Raj? haha cool huh? And ITE college west is near bedok there. haha awesome right? haha. Oh yes, Van life is cool. And terrsayang is in my van. weet weet or what eh? haha. I realized my hair got longer. (OH LIKE DUH ALICIA) haha but its nice, long hair that is. Everytime i'm frustrated I take off my hairtie and shake my head. then all the flying hair is like, so cool.  -.- haha I am Jakun, yes i know. Alrighty, I wanna showerrr and then  get ready to go for drama. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cherrio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-8794530505533459729?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8794530505533459729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8794530505533459729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8794530505533459729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8794530505533459729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/02/cheerio.html' title='Cheerio!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6132597346757957505</id><published>2009-01-28T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:47:42.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Post of Long-agony. wth</title><content type='html'>For the past month/few months, I've been filling my blog with cheesy lines from love songs. eugh. And in the past few weeks, it's been lines from breakup songs. The ones that want the person back, that is.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so in love with you, I don't know what to do, this time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As much as I wanna say this line is stupid, it ain't. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't wanna be in love, I don't wanna be in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As much as I want this line to be true, I can't control my feelings all the time, can I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right now, I can't blog. HAHA . Dad is nagging at me. Asking me to come downstairs. LO-OL. =D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-6132597346757957505?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6132597346757957505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6132597346757957505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6132597346757957505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6132597346757957505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-post-of-long-agony-wth.html' title='The Long Post of Long-agony. wth'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-7518956997846713578</id><published>2009-01-24T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:02:04.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;You Called me on the phone today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Said those words u always say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've gotta figure out what's going on inside this head of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I've Tried &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going crazy thinking 'bout the way I shouldn't have left it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Now I'm gone and somethings wrong I changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so in love with you, I don't know what to do, this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And though you're out of sight, you're never ever out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Saw you just the other day,those feelings never went away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Told you I'll be back and I want us to be friends and be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't know what to say, it's getting harder everyday but it takes time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You should know, I'm coming home, stand by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so in love with you, I don't know what to do this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And though you're out of sight, you're never ever out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As time passes by, I fall asleep without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I go out of my mind, remembering the way we were...before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so in love with you, I don't know what to do, this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And though you're out of sight, you're never ever out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so in love with you, I don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know what to do, this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nini, I think you know who this song is for. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-7518956997846713578?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/7518956997846713578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=7518956997846713578' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>Takes time for me to chill. Just got my computer back. So yeah, super late updateee.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss S alot k. too much for me to handle already. haihhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never knew I could love someone so much till it hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-3734926955104762240?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3734926955104762240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=3734926955104762240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3734926955104762240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3734926955104762240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-635882661205367708</id><published>2009-01-20T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T03:44:25.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>warwick avenueeeeeee</title><content type='html'>SYAFIQ HAS TOTALY PISSED ME OFF. AND IN THIS POST I AM GOING TO SAY ALOT OF NAMES AND I DON"T GIVE A FUCK IF YOUR GONNA HATE ME FOR LIFE BECAUSE IT"S THE FUCKING TRUTH AND YOU GOTTA HANDLE IT. TYVM. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't bother reading if you can't/don't wanna face the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's my prespective, but it's my life too kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headlines; Syafiq sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? ; oh because he seriously does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so pissed at him sia. Tells me this, but means something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Sylv, i know you already hate me, so the world doesn't revolve around you alright? And you talk about offensive talk, babe, sorry but i'm not a mirror. It would be nice of you to tell me what the fuck is wrong about me than to bitch about me? The most I've done so far is tell some people that i'm pissed at you. How many times you wanna say sorry and then start all over? This time, I'm telling the world because isn't that what you did to me. awww to bad honey. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hyliana, what did i ever do to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anisah, please can you not be a Syafiq number two and leave me hanging with all these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumours/lies/truth from other people alright. If you still like him, i understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to all others who claim"your attitude is offensive and we aren't your JB friends", you don't have to be my JB friends. You just gotta fucking be a fucking friend and tolerate, accept and understand me like how i've tolerated all your shit for one year already. I'm nice, and i know that. You guys hurt me like fuck and i don't mind, why? cuz i'm nice. Why don't we push away the bad points and get the good? Oh i forgot, so typical singaporean, always think others are out to get you. pffft. -.- i don't care if i'm being racist/ country-ist. I'm so pissed i don't mind slapping a few faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1853970957295250607-635882661205367708?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/635882661205367708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=635882661205367708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/635882661205367708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/635882661205367708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/warwick-avenueeeeeee.html' title='warwick avenueeeeeee'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5672717103855940613</id><published>2009-01-13T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T04:20:55.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somehow, wondering if you ever really did like me, is the most painful thing i've ever gone through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna update about today, I really do. But i just feel so disgusted with myself for what i did in drama. The thing i chose to share with everyone. It makes me feel so exposed and vounerable when I show the side of me i showed in drama. I felt so hopeless and helpless. I don't like feeling like that. Whatever lah, If i have the mood i'll update. Till then;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sainara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could you live with guilt like that?&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/1853970957295250607-5672717103855940613?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5672717103855940613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5672717103855940613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5672717103855940613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5672717103855940613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/tears.html' title='Tears.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5178366307319826084</id><published>2009-01-12T04:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T04:58:39.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;with the green plush keychain, and the green pencil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hari ini sungguh dicinta =D&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We shall start off with waking up?;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;woke up, first time of the year i washed my hair in the morning =D got to customs, yadidadida, went to interchange to meet V. and I was complaining to V all about my S problems. And V gave me SOME advice. haha. Saw sylvester ;) (thought i saw a puddy tat?). HAHA k, k lame. In the bus V was blocking the way. haha Venga OH Venga. and then this one kepoh lady stood in between us and i was doing my best to control my laughter at V's facial expression? So, life goes on. Go to school annoy Val. -.- Lavania's idea all the way ok, i got better things to do =) So then assembly was in the hall, like, wowww! -.- I was SUPER semangat, take the damn book and WAIT then everyone was asking, what announcements, and i said, none. FINALLY Bi Xuan was like, "No announcements no need lah!" my face was EXACTLY like the : -.- emoticon ok. haha So i ran down and sat behind Sylvester. Then after the BB thingy there was this crime prvention thingy bleh. And the poilce kept saying; "outburst of molesty" insted of "outburst of modesty". AHAHA, Hillarious? So one of the questions i sabo sylv like giler. haaha oops! LOL but it was very funny. Couldn't stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Due to the LONG and i mean, LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG talk on crime prevention or wdv, we missed Maths =D and half of Geo =(. haih haih, well well Maths hwk is fk as usual, Geo was fun =) And went recess, Val and I were discussing the topics of cutting or body carving? anyways, we were talking about our badges, and that the councillor tie pin has scratched me. And i told her about the DnT one where i was hysterical in a whispering manner? hahahaha only some of us know ok. SO blabla had fun. Then it was Malay =D. Hanisah and I couldn't stop laughing? Seriously ok, teacher had to ask us what "joke" we were laughing at about 3 times? hahah. We discussed about what I'm getting her for her Birthday. =D So people, I've chopped, don't try and buy duplicate ok? We came up with names for each other? These are the "pairings";&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia;Hanisah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aly; Nissy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ali;Nis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alic???;Hanis???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lame but funny in a cool way? -.- After Malay was aesthetics? haha awesome shit! fun fun fun. I became like, totaly director. adui, i mean, not my fault people don't voice out? ok maybe sometimes i don't listen, but i mean, i can't help myself, i'm a control freak. so sue me? bleh, leaving it as it is. Then English was even funnier? my group and i were laughing SO MUCH at Dominics' Jokes. hahaha we didn't get anything done? lo-ol! After school i was a total emo kid alright? I just didn't like what you said, or did. ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haraplah kesalahanku dapat dimaafkan? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd have rather you gained the guts and told me. Maybe she might be lying, but when a liar says something as hurtful as that, we do doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1853970957295250607-5178366307319826084?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5178366307319826084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5178366307319826084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5178366307319826084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5178366307319826084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/green.html' title='Green.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6182521708744235131</id><published>2009-01-10T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T04:36:52.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin-GIA-PO! #2~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanita, oh wanita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please eh, just because your an ang moh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or half, or whatever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doesn't make you better than &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANY&lt;/span&gt; of us asian woodlanders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEY&lt;/span&gt; may worship you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but heres the fact, i'm quater ang moh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i hang out with ang moh too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Truth is, we're all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You may have everyone else fooled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with your nationality and the way you look,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but your no where &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEAR&lt;/span&gt; as good as us asians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hence, please please try not to be as bitchy as those &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;preppy ang moh girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and you don't even know me. so don't bitch about me to MY dearest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tyvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dear, dear school on friday, boring shit? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Supposed to go to schoo with nis, but the causeway was a fuck to me. But i arrived before her?lolagenesisss. So blabla, did annoucements. I don't really remember what happened in class? haha alright. so CCA day thingy;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Us councillors had to do duty, ushering, etc. So, val and I were at the entrance of the school, showing parents where to go. I helped out drama a lil';  did some peoples hair, make up, etc. Then was about 2 mins late for councillor thingy. haha, val and i were laughing at the expression of people walking in. and i said good afternoon to ALOT of people, and only like, 5 aknowledged, or however you spell the freaking word. It was V E R Y frustrating, yet fun in it's own way. haha, val knows what i'm talking about. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Frustration increased when i saw two of the alumni of drama. I swear, i could've puked there and then. Seeing them made me wanna puke every little thing i ate that day, (which was VERY little), out. And sylvia already was out with lavania. I swear, the both of us have the same problems. Went canteen bought drink. Robotics banner was so, D E S P R A T E. hahaha they made it really big. LOL when drama had, persuation skills ;) LO-OL! but anyways, while waiting, i had to get my PE, which means going into the innovation room, which means seeing those two shites. SO i ran in and begged lavania for my shirt. got in and out in a split second. then changed, blablabla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After duty could go help CCA :S i had to go into the innovation room, where THEY were. i was SO fking irritated already? and i had to get irritated by them even more? unfairness. but because i love drama so much, i seriously just didn't give a heck about my personal issues, and did my thang. =) I got to see faris!! =D i was soo happy. he's such a sweetheart. I'll screw you people who think he's a weirdo. he was like ; "eh i miss your face lah" hahah and we got down to business. his makeup is awesomness!  =D so i did the MC-ing with stacey. and i swear, i didn't remember the sequence at all. hahah i was asking stacey in between topics? ahahaha. other than those two people in the room, CCA day was awesome shit! OH! after it all sorta ended, drama club went out and shouted, "DRAMA!" ahhahaha, we got caught n mr sha got scolding. ahahah woot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After drama, was supposed to meet dearest. but then, one VERY JEALOUS BITCH who is not at all at peace with me although i hardly know her, (lets name her, VJB) found out and she asked dearest to meet her at the same place i was supposed to meet him. and he couldn't say no? so i got so freaking pissed. not jealous, pissed. because i KNOW she wants to try and break us up, athou me and dearest aren't exactly an item. wdv man you bitch. well well, history has made itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I shall not update about what happened today, except that drama was very very very fun =) Teeveee!!! hahah she's the BEST person to carry. seriously? hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciao babey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-6182521708744235131?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6182521708744235131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6182521708744235131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6182521708744235131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6182521708744235131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/sin-gia-po-2.html' title='Sin-GIA-PO! #2~'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-4129652516784904235</id><published>2009-01-08T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:04:59.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooooh cinta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm getting better at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kissing&lt;/span&gt;. HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooooh well well well, haven't updated for some time now. hee hee, we shall start with the 6th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6/1/09;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school with Syafiq. ;D  First day with time table so brought heavy heavy bag. haha blabla, didn't hv aesthetics, heartbroke into 1000 pieces. (DRAMMAAAAAA) blabla, after school had to meet for councillor thingy. We were in charge of sec 1 orientation for CCA trails. hee hee, my juniors so cute;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;J;  councillor-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A; Don't call me councillor, cuz we're all councillors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;J; oh, whats your name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHAH cuteness or what? oh also;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;J; How to become councillor leh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A; Well, first has to be attire, shirt tucked in *quickly tucks in shirt*, skirt below the knees *pulls skirt below the knees*, socks above ankle *pulls socks above ankle*,(etc, etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They laughed, haha so cute lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7/1/09;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;went to school with lava, slept in physics, hate my maths teacher. Mr Yiu is cool. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;blabla blublu, we kissed in the lift? hahhahaha -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the end lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DRAMA ROCKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-.-'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-4129652516784904235?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/4129652516784904235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=4129652516784904235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4129652516784904235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4129652516784904235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/oooooh-cinta.html' title='oooooh cinta!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8421780964774197789</id><published>2009-01-06T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T05:23:39.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh!</title><content type='html'>I am very very tired.&lt;div&gt;School was interesting. VERY VERY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall update 2moro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K, ILY guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-8421780964774197789?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8421780964774197789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8421780964774197789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8421780964774197789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8421780964774197789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/bleh.html' title='bleh!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2660550820332041298</id><published>2009-01-05T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:48:15.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Day of School "so called"</title><content type='html'>School finally started, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheers!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;Big Big hooray for that please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, got up at 3.45 being SUPER semangat. Got ready, waited for the van till 5.30 and then found out the thing left me, half an hour ago. I was so pissed. Dad dropped me off at customs, walk walk walk, all the way to SG customs. Texted Syafiq, said i couldn't make it. Arrived and cleared at about 6.45. (oops, i could make it?) So anyways, went to school, got councillor tie. =D I look so &lt;s&gt;weird&lt;/s&gt; cool (??) haha -.- Saw Venga, he arrived later than me, wth. I didn't show off to him, it was in the middle of the foyer??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went into councillor room and etc etc, went to get announcement book. HAHA, one announcement seriously made me very very annoyed/pissed off/etc. No need to know what. lol. Only saw ding 5 mins before i had to go up and make the announcements. Haha, then met Mr. Ong regarding the announcement. It's nothing bad, it's very good. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to class, saw all my classmates, hehe, Mr Yiu is very cool? lol. Mrs Liau is boring, went for recess, ladi-dadi-da, stuff happened, involving the stairs? haha funny story, not to be told. Went up for Malay lesson&amp;amp; DnT. OH! funfunfun. Mr Choh is so cool? he's like making DnT fun like, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F-U-N&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. Assembly was cancelled. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oooooooh, cinta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you could still ask me why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Li!! I saw her in school today again, but it's not like 1A days =( haiihhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm lucky I'm not in the same class as her, not li but, her. She sorta, spoils everything? Little kid lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to school with Syafiq. HAHA, hope the stupid jam doesn't affect sia -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;k, ily, bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-2660550820332041298?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2660550820332041298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2660550820332041298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2660550820332041298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2660550820332041298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day-of-school-so-called.html' title='1st Day of School &quot;so called&quot;'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1659863789822915055</id><published>2009-01-03T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:06:58.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics!</title><content type='html'>Here I am being SUCH a show off (HAHA) posting lyrics of my new song ;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just because I kissed you; before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't mean I'll miss you; later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just because I said you're; mine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't refer to; forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you; don't you think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't really mean; the things we say or do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you; don't you think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That we're just terrible liars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trying to please our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh oh oh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just because you held me; close,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess it just wasn't; for real,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All this love i thought; i had,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turned out to be just; you playing the field.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you; Don't you think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't really mean; the things we say or do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you; don't you think,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That we're just terrible liars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trying to please our hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh oh oh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh oh oh ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh oh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here we go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just, can't figure it out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why we don't draw a line,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why does this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heart have to be broken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so many times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh oh oh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you; oh don't you think that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't really mean the things we say or do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you; oh don't you think that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're just terrible liars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terrible liars,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That only please our hearts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh oh oh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh oh oh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you; Don't you; Don't you think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh oh oh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you; oh baby; Don't you??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Credits to; Myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Why? Cuz i did it myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;HAHA -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gay gay gay, I've got piano in an hour. ISHHHH. k bye, enjoy the song. Make tunes for it and tell me, the tune in my head for this song is sick. k bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1853970957295250607-1659863789822915055?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1659863789822915055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1659863789822915055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1659863789822915055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1659863789822915055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/lyrics.html' title='Lyrics!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5436237606496403774</id><published>2009-01-03T02:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:33:58.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>09'</title><content type='html'>I know this is a VERY late update for "start of 09'".&lt;div&gt;I shall follow ulut's inspiration to do a long post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Because I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no rules in saying we can not be inspired by others ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, lets get started, shall we? ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know who is reading this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes i feel people don't even read my blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like, people who i call my friends, don't read my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not THAT petty but I'm just thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to brag about my iPod touch cuz you see, people say i'm a show off =).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skip this paragraph if you like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I've got an iPod for Christmas =D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The touch one, yeah it's awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got tons and tons of songs and applications =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! and I've got this fish game, it's soooo fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We get to breed fish! And then sell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's called fish tycoon! heheheh -.-'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna put in movies, but which ones?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my new years eve was pretty boring actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to sunway with family. -.- UGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to be HERE in JB with ZOE and her BBQ!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I would drop by Mae's house and celebrate the NYE cheer with her, since she doesn't celebrate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We would drink shandy! ;) hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no, I ended up in sunway doing NOTHING at midnight =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ish ish ish ish. Oh well, at least 09' is looking up for me! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My back hurts, alot, from cutting grass yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuz i had to hunch to cut, when i usually sit straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aduiiii.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm texting Nis right now, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're not talking again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so frustrating lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't he just like, TELL ME.-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since April, tidak mengalah, in June, this happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I still like him. Sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get a hold of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, for SUKMA 2010 I'm already getting ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad wants me to join Team Johor -.- but I wanna join Team Wilayah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my team does well, we get to represent M'sia in the Youth Olympics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COOL OR WHAT? That would be so, amazing, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wilayah has, Jim, Adib, Rhianna, Cheynne, Natalyia and some other riders i have yet to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in JB there is, .... no one i know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And both teams want me in. A D U I ! ! !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pimple is gone. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 should be a acne free year for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish ok. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad forced me to clean my room today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAIHHHHHHHHH. *sighs summore*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so clean. *shrugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clean is fine, but it's like, ORGANISED like, no personality kinda thingy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is very very sick ok, and he wants me to keep he granny carpet. OMG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, ending here lah. kbyebye =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-5436237606496403774?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5436237606496403774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5436237606496403774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5436237606496403774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5436237606496403774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2009/01/09.html' title='09&apos;'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5082017736041383433</id><published>2008-12-30T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:30:24.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better off,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I'm better off with someone else by my side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I'm better off without those lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I'm better off not thinking your all mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I'm better off not wishing you were here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I'm better off trying to forget you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I'm better off figuring out this life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but all i really know is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That I'm better off, better off without you boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sometimes i catch myself wondering where i belong, because i KNOW it ain't JB. Maybe KL or SG? I really don't know, in KL I've got my awesome riding friends, we're totaly a family. In SG I've got my school friends, they're awesome. Currently, dad wants to move to KL. Yeah, and it's shitty cuz I might have to school in a gov. school. Damnit, I'm wasting one fucking year. In SG i would grad at sec 4, and take A levels at sec 5.  In KL/M'sia I would grad at Sec 5 and no prom whatsoever then take A levels at Sec 6 which totaly shit when I can save one year in SG. gaygaygaygay! All the sucky things are happening this year, 09' better be something worth waiting for lah, first day of school itself already on friday. I swear, I'm going to freak out totaly. Gosh. I'm spending new years with cousins. YAY ME! =D 0.0 except that Liyana is spending newyears with "friends" so it's with immidiate family. tooot. I love Alia, I love Zehan, I miss them so much. haha, today went to Devi's corner for lunchhhh. weet weet. wdv lah. I'm not gonna lie, I want school to start and I wanna finish my hwk and i don't wanna feel bad anymore. THE END.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BLEHHH,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-5082017736041383433?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5082017736041383433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5082017736041383433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5082017736041383433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5082017736041383433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/better-off.html' title='Better off,'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8845584870399638323</id><published>2008-12-29T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T08:01:44.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=DD</title><content type='html'>Cuz he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,&lt;div&gt;the only one who's got enough of me to break my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end ;|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-8845584870399638323?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8845584870399638323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8845584870399638323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8845584870399638323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8845584870399638323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/dd.html' title='=DD'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-4454857282435929472</id><published>2008-12-28T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:37:00.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bum bum bee dum dum bee dum dum</title><content type='html'>DISTURBIA!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh oh oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why why why,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really don't wanna like you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and why oh why,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since april you have stolen my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by accident. dayum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-4454857282435929472?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/4454857282435929472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=4454857282435929472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4454857282435929472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4454857282435929472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/bum-bum-bee-dum-dum-bee-dum-dum.html' title='bum bum bee dum dum bee dum dum'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8229250538892315595</id><published>2008-12-26T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T20:24:15.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNAP!</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/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWtelXOIxI/AAAAAAAAATA/1i4rE8P5byY/s1600-h/n741985080_2196155_2981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWtelXOIxI/AAAAAAAAATA/1i4rE8P5byY/s320/n741985080_2196155_2981.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284320478726333202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bride and her twin sis. Alia and Zehan, can figure out who is who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures with frames are credited to miss Nadia Fauzi, =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWrELtM_JI/AAAAAAAAAS4/vLppemHsgwQ/s1600-h/n534300975_1697975_2235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWrELtM_JI/AAAAAAAAAS4/vLppemHsgwQ/s320/n534300975_1697975_2235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284317826139356306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWrELtM_JI/AAAAAAAAAS4/vLppemHsgwQ/s1600-h/n534300975_1697975_2235.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;han, johan, zehan, farrah, me, justin, reza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWrEO_V0JI/AAAAAAAAASw/IFh8nG1D7aM/s1600-h/n534300975_1697974_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWrEO_V0JI/AAAAAAAAASw/IFh8nG1D7aM/s1600-h/n534300975_1697974_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWrEO_V0JI/AAAAAAAAASw/IFh8nG1D7aM/s320/n534300975_1697974_2009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284317827020738706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;feet! see mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWrD5EATaI/AAAAAAAAASo/NkPjSWVf4wc/s1600-h/n534300975_1697968_631.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWrD5EATaI/AAAAAAAAASo/NkPjSWVf4wc/s1600-h/n534300975_1697968_631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWrD5EATaI/AAAAAAAAASo/NkPjSWVf4wc/s320/n534300975_1697968_631.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284317821134720418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bride, Alia. ain't she just gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2v0jXkI/AAAAAAAAASg/-Z2axRy0z-s/s1600-h/n534300975_1697963_9490.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2v0jXkI/AAAAAAAAASg/-Z2axRy0z-s/s1600-h/n534300975_1697963_9490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2v0jXkI/AAAAAAAAASg/-Z2axRy0z-s/s320/n534300975_1697963_9490.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284317595315691074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;carcosa was B-E-A-U-TIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2rP0TQI/AAAAAAAAASY/Mk3FEMC7p_Y/s1600-h/n534300975_1697962_9271.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2rP0TQI/AAAAAAAAASY/Mk3FEMC7p_Y/s1600-h/n534300975_1697962_9271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2rP0TQI/AAAAAAAAASY/Mk3FEMC7p_Y/s320/n534300975_1697962_9271.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284317594087869698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're singing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2RDKrBI/AAAAAAAAASQ/C4L71522mZs/s1600-h/n534300975_1697961_9035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2RDKrBI/AAAAAAAAASQ/C4L71522mZs/s1600-h/n534300975_1697961_9035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2RDKrBI/AAAAAAAAASQ/C4L71522mZs/s320/n534300975_1697961_9035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284317587055488018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bride and Groom =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2b1433I/AAAAAAAAASI/k8WdiDTAQXc/s1600-h/n502744748_1055380_5915.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2b1433I/AAAAAAAAASI/k8WdiDTAQXc/s1600-h/n502744748_1055380_5915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2b1433I/AAAAAAAAASI/k8WdiDTAQXc/s320/n502744748_1055380_5915.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284317589952585586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2Yb1OMI/AAAAAAAAASA/dYxTKLQKKWk/s1600-h/n502744748_1055379_6210.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2Yb1OMI/AAAAAAAAASA/dYxTKLQKKWk/s1600-h/n502744748_1055379_6210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWq2Yb1OMI/AAAAAAAAASA/dYxTKLQKKWk/s320/n502744748_1055379_6210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284317589037988034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas pictures =D&lt;/div&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/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWntqE-4AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XJNRmzbHOgY/s1600-h/PC250458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWntqE-4AI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XJNRmzbHOgY/s320/PC250458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284314140620283906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, i  look pregnant. but i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWntOEKJ9I/AAAAAAAAARw/ltBScAqcsZc/s1600-h/PC250495.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWntOEKJ9I/AAAAAAAAARw/ltBScAqcsZc/s1600-h/PC250495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWntOEKJ9I/AAAAAAAAARw/ltBScAqcsZc/s320/PC250495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284314133100636114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cousin and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWnshsdjlI/AAAAAAAAARo/UcV8XiM2Gmo/s1600-h/PC250490.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWnshsdjlI/AAAAAAAAARo/UcV8XiM2Gmo/s1600-h/PC250490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWnshsdjlI/AAAAAAAAARo/UcV8XiM2Gmo/s320/PC250490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284314121190084178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wasn't drunk yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWnsf50-xI/AAAAAAAAARg/o3I0Vn6VgzY/s1600-h/PC250465.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWnsf50-xI/AAAAAAAAARg/o3I0Vn6VgzY/s1600-h/PC250465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWnsf50-xI/AAAAAAAAARg/o3I0Vn6VgzY/s320/PC250465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284314120709274386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with cushion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWnsDDR5gI/AAAAAAAAARY/o1u_O6WZJpY/s1600-h/PC250451.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWnsDDR5gI/AAAAAAAAARY/o1u_O6WZJpY/s1600-h/PC250451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWnsDDR5gI/AAAAAAAAARY/o1u_O6WZJpY/s320/PC250451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284314112964290050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-8229250538892315595?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8229250538892315595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8229250538892315595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8229250538892315595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8229250538892315595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/snap.html' title='SNAP!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SVWtelXOIxI/AAAAAAAAATA/1i4rE8P5byY/s72-c/n741985080_2196155_2981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-975520142921757909</id><published>2008-12-26T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:11:49.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suckey Christmas</title><content type='html'>I really thought Christmas this year would be awesome, because i'm in KL, and cousins and co. are here. It's very frustrating to have what you've wanted so badly turns out to be a big flunk. I wanted Christmas with my oma, aunties, and cousins. Guess what, it sucked to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;CORE&lt;/span&gt;. Ish, I feel so blehhh. I spend first few days in KL with my aunty from dad's side, yeah the wedding stuff, pictures will be up soon i hope. ;) So i stayed there till the 24th. And i was forced to come back thinking there was a christmas dinner that night, when there wasn't? like toot. So i was like "ugh, i should've stayed there one more day" and stuff, so next morning i persuaded my cousin into letting me go riding. So one big "yay" for that please;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;haha, i feel so pathetic. Then someone asked why I was late, and asked me to come early the next day, so i was like, ookayyy. hehe then well, christmas day, my parents came back. hehe kinda psyched about it i guess. I missed my dad alot. Alright, big drama happened. I shall not dwell into it. Present summary;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"A" keychain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from, oma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;manicure set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from, santa. aka oma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;super cute notebook, eyeshadow &amp;amp; lipgloss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from, aunty lana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apple Insurance Plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from, dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Book entitled "Poseur"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from, mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iPod Touch (finally sia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from, mom&amp;amp;dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RM20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from, wan yang. aka aunty ida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lots of L-O-V-E babeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from, Alia, Zehan, Uncle TT, Aunty Eugina, and Aunty Devi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Tender&lt;/s&gt;Scolding, Love, and Care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from, Aunty Rina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;AWWWWW, I love them lots. MUAH MUAH! heee. The presies were good. It was just that there was no mood in it. We had Chicken, instead of turkey, no mashed potatoes, no gravy. We had, rice as one of the servings. sheesh. But we had champagne. hehe pictures dicinta in next post. :P gotta browse through my camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday was, very very very weird. We went out for bowling, with Amir and Alif, cousins of mine, Alif looks like harry potter. wow. serious. hoho. anyways the bowling alley was closed, cz there was like, a tournament or something. wdv so we watched yesman. weet weet! well well, it was very funny. I'm gonna say yes to everything now. HAHA joke. well oh well. I'lll put up the pictures soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ciao babeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-975520142921757909?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/975520142921757909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=975520142921757909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/975520142921757909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/975520142921757909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/suckey-christmas.html' title='Suckey Christmas'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-7064007898109147159</id><published>2008-12-23T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T04:14:59.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CINTA!</title><content type='html'>I love my cousins so much yannow. I really really do. I feel like a stalker following them arnd but I just love their company? And pressing the "wooo" button in Zehan punya iPhone and making her laugh is so funny. And she has come up with so manymany names for me; papan, sotong,stalker,cling on, etc etc. AHAHA, all have a LONG story behind them except the "papan" one cuz eveeryone calls me a papan =.= And i miss ALIA soooo much. They're twins yannow. =D I've always wanted a twin.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love their advice, it may not be what i wanna hear, but I just take it in? It's the exact things my mom tells me but, the way the tell me just, makes me wanna follow? And they are so so so so so awesome, they don't bitch/gossip/do bad stuff yet they are so fun and go out partying, etc etc. And they are like, the reason I'm riding. CINTAAA SANGAT SANGAT. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe, alright enough about my cousins;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I OFFICIALLY ANTI A HITZ (dot) FM DJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MAEPEA KNOWS WHY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I hope we all stay friends, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;maybe there is a reason;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;why rich people befriend "their kind"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;because in the end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; those are the ones who look past the money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the end, everything we went through was similar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was just what we did that was different,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I could start all over if I wanted to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And live my life the way you did,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I wanna walk my own path now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I'll keep yours in plain sight. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;SUKMA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;weee~ screw you Johor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; I'm on the Wilayah team babeh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;weet weet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuz i'm better off, better off, without you boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;save those tears for later babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/1853970957295250607-7064007898109147159?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/7064007898109147159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=7064007898109147159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/7064007898109147159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/7064007898109147159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/cinta.html' title='CINTA!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-3609072350544074296</id><published>2008-12-19T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:30:26.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yabagaba</title><content type='html'>Oh cousins wedding was today =D. HEHE, loved it soso much. aww I love you Alia. or Alie! pronounced as A-LI. HEHE. congrats congrats. going to carcosa tomorrow. whew, partay-ing!! weet weet, toasting champagne, etc etc oh well, the usual. heehehehe. I've got this lil black dress, halter top, and i'm gonna pair it up with black-check-pantyhose, 3 inch wedges, and a Jason mraz hat! woot! hahahah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrighty, gonna snooze now. hehehehe, update tomorrow! k bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-3609072350544074296?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3609072350544074296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=3609072350544074296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3609072350544074296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3609072350544074296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/yabagaba.html' title='Yabagaba'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-812293503598774948</id><published>2008-12-18T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:56:35.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIN-GIA-PO!</title><content type='html'>Stayed in bedok for a week!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whooohooooooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k updated. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my aunt is awsome, she let me go out like, WTF. i was soooo jakun. HAHAHAHA. K, alicia shutup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm in love with my horse, for those of you who have been asking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I was and always will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I miss him to the death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C-I-N-T-A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;whoooowhoooowhoooooowhoooo. K, mae,zoe,lav,shz,fara, I am chilled =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;lalalalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;k byebye i updated crap. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/1853970957295250607-812293503598774948?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/812293503598774948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=812293503598774948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/812293503598774948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/812293503598774948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/sin-gia-po.html' title='SIN-GIA-PO!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5654377480507527199</id><published>2008-12-14T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T04:21:52.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SURPRISEEEE</title><content type='html'>I like the fact that, months after i've told myself that something isn't meant to be, and just before i give up, it turns out? yet, I hate it. But more to like la =D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cintaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reminds me of;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanitaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(HA, Nis ingat?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SYF SYF! woots. exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sooner or later, life turns out good. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maybe i feel the same way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHA, k berbual seorang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know you don't read blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-5654377480507527199?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5654377480507527199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5654377480507527199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5654377480507527199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5654377480507527199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/surpriseeee.html' title='SURPRISEEEE'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5724151152844417101</id><published>2008-12-13T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:23:41.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was tagged. -.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Rules &amp;amp; Regulations:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not copy answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The tag questions must be 100% the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tag people after doing tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No tagging back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall tag:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) ULUT!!/ Mae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Zoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Halili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Hanisah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Joyceee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6) Ryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7) SEAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8) BRENDON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9) CED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Questions:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. How do you know 1? (ULUTTTT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through weekly UPSR exams. AHHAHAHAH PAPER/ERASER FIGHT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 2? (ZOEEEE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would be those preppy and stuck up bitches. THANKS KAN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. What would you do if 3 and 4 dated you? (Halili&amp;amp;Hanisah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH, HALILI IS SOOO NOT LES. I am Nis punya "boyfriend" what.LOL HAHAHAHAHAHAHAhAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Would 5 and 6 make a good couple? (Joyce&amp;amp;Ryan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOO ryan is attached!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Do you think 7 is attractive? (SEAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HA! SUPERRRR HOT. HHHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHHA. but i really do like his green eyes ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Do you know anything about 8's family? (BRENDON)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His mom was a model, his sister and I used to like the same guy (AHAH) and his dad is rich?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Tell me something about 9. (Ced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's my German cousin that I think is gay because he kissed Marcus during truth or dare! =X pleasedon'tkillme!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. What language does 2 speak? (Zoe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her own. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Who is 3 going out with? (Halili)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HA! her camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. How old is number 4? (Hanisah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thirdteen. next year, fourteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11. 5? (Joyce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12. Who is 6 favourite singer? (Ryan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAAHAHA Christina Augilera &amp;amp;&amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px; "&gt;BRITNEY SPEARS!!! LOLOLOLOLOL SERIOUSLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13. 7? (SEAN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ME! -.- HAHAHA, HE LIKES AUGGIES' SINGING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;14. Is 8 single? (Brendon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YES. aahaha, zoe this isn't an opportunity. AHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;15. What is 9 last name? (Ced)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;his full name is; Cedric Joseph Heltzburg/HELLBURG. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. K CED I LOVE YOU!! HAHAHAHAHAH don't kill me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16. Would you consider being in a relationship with 1? (ULUT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHAH, ULUT! LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17. Which school does 2 go to? (ZOEEE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Convent High, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18. What do you like about 3? (Halili)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's so "go-w-the-flow"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-5724151152844417101?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5724151152844417101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5724151152844417101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5724151152844417101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5724151152844417101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-was-tagged.html' title='I was tagged. -.-'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1451741711462686048</id><published>2008-12-11T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:03:04.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what does it mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;when you feel hurt and cry for some reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;it seems like a petty reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but it isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you don't know why you cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you just do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you just cry and cry because you've realized something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but you don't know what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you just cry because you know theres something you'll never get,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but what exactly, you don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe it's love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe it's adventure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe it's your life compared to others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe it's everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe it's the fact that the world is unfair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;no matter what you think, it doesn't match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but in a way it does?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever, wasting my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-1451741711462686048?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1451741711462686048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1451741711462686048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1451741711462686048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1451741711462686048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/tears.html' title='tears?'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5912853170989047486</id><published>2008-12-09T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:17:19.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE!!!</title><content type='html'>Ulut asked me to update.&lt;div&gt;and i shall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see how sweet i am? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My month of november was very very very crappy. It was as boring to the core so no need for updates. only went out to a few movie outings. and that to, was watch movie, then go! thanks to mama und papa. -.- ISH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've got my red hair baybeh! hoho. i know you know, just rubbing it in. =D december is awesome, so far. totaly totaly awesome! i think? LOL. i finally found some stuff to do. =DD -.- and i am soooo over crush. he's so. blehhh. =) hoho, the L life is looking up for meeee. and yannow, i had this super semangat, so i bought my books, and labeled all of them already! HAHAHAA. omg omg omg. lol. I'm sooo in love with twilight, i die die wanna watch. like. DIE DIE wanna watch. ISH. OH YA! i had a nightmare about quarantine+bolt just now. HAHHAHAH scary, yet funny? lol for those who din watch bolt yet, you are yet to understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHA,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;k, so i was penny and we were stuck in the Q(quarantine) building. then i had bolt with me, yes yes he's a dog but he din catch any rabies. he was "protecting me" HOHO! cool or what? then when every1 in the house got infected except me n bolt, we ran to the attic, just like angela vidal and her cameraman did, and instead of rats and stuff, there was rhino! HAHAAHAHAHAHAHHA and he was the rabies spreader. LOLOL  then he was rolling towards us in his ball. HOHOH so cute. haha and he was banging onto my leg? haha and i picked him up and said, "AWWWW, so cute" then suddenly we saw that MAIN rabies spreader, you know, that guy/whatever only in undies HAHA and then he saw us and he came running, and that was damn scary, i tried to run, then he grabbed hold of my leg, then bolt did that leg, leg then, SUPERBARK! HOHOHO! then the WHOLE building colapsed, despite it being quarantine and, EVERYONE tt got infected, started running around the city? AHAHAHAH and tt was the scary part, because they were biting and infecting people. OMG HAHAHAH then there were hundreds of infected people, and they came after me n bolt? WTF. then bolt did zoom zoom and ran through all of them and they followed. then we ran till this place where it was like a metal container, then when all of them were inside, bolt closed both doors and then did the heat-ray-stare. HOHO then the thing exploded and all the heads/bodies of those rabies people were raining down! HAHAHAH scary, yet, funny. haha. then SUDDENLY, i saw robert pattinson, you know, the guy tt acted in twilight, yea and i saw him? ahha then the end. HOHOHOHOH -.- gay la my dreams. haha JASMINE KNOWS THE GAY-est! hahahaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;MALAS LAYAN YOU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;k bye, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know that you know that i know that you know you love me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-5912853170989047486?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5912853170989047486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5912853170989047486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5912853170989047486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5912853170989047486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/12/update.html' title='UPDATE!!!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6889536512418736573</id><published>2008-11-30T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:17:06.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;RED RED RED RED RED. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hair is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS &lt;/span&gt;red.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Outing canceled, thank dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mae stayed over yesterday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Very soon I shall make my own campout under the 'stars'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; Pea knows what i'm blahbbering about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Murphys Law;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;SMILE &lt;/span&gt;because tomorrow will be worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Avoiding me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;books! i wanna buy books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;4th I'll try alright dear =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cuz he's just a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah, JUST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;ciao babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xx&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/1853970957295250607-6889536512418736573?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6889536512418736573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6889536512418736573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6889536512418736573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6889536512418736573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2211595018730197806</id><published>2008-11-26T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:44:24.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've got outing plans people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4th Dec 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watch Movie/Hang out at CS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-2211595018730197806?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2211595018730197806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2211595018730197806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2211595018730197806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2211595018730197806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/outing.html' title='Outing;'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6713943706844627339</id><published>2008-11-23T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:55:29.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNEY BABY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(41, 41, 41); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Those not in bold refers to the characteristics in which i am not aware of. =)&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;JUNE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Thinks far with vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Having ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sensitive. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talk native. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Brand conscious. Executive. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talk native. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(41, 41, 41); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(41, 41, 41); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(41, 41, 41); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(41, 41, 41); font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-6713943706844627339?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6713943706844627339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6713943706844627339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6713943706844627339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6713943706844627339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/juney-baby.html' title='JUNEY BABY!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8711314733028129538</id><published>2008-11-22T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:17:41.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guten Tag =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The BRCC reunion was a lil off but very fun =). Princsy forgot (GOSH!) so did Michelle Philo. I was seriously ready to chew someone's head off. Caroline was sick. Only about 10 people turned up. Vithya,Mae,Zoe,Mindy,Jasmine,Joy,Charmaine,MichellePhilo,Pritasha and myself. =) Well at least thats who i THINK were there. hehe. Almost everyone brought food. It was very messed up at first. Truthfully, Mae and I thought it would be screwed up, but it was awesome. =) We played Hide&amp;amp;Seek around my housing area. woots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I found it very patient testing hanging around a particular someone. I seriously wish I had told her STFU when I could, but oh well, whats past is past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mae&amp;amp;Zoe&amp;amp;Mindy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stayedover. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I told two people straight in their faces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Told them off through text though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oh my oh my,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I really hope something goes into their heads,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before I have to go around saving hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just now, Zoe, Mindy and I were talking about my dad's job. I don't really find it sad when my dad comes home and says, "my patient died". Never really thought about it. Yeah, someone died, but it's like reading it off the newspaper, "MOTORCYLIST DIES DUE TO ACCIDENT" do we feel sad? ugh, whatever. I'm dwelling on a certain topic that shan't be understood. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I find it immature when someone doesn't accept a sincere apology. It obviously shows that that particular person is in the wrong and feels bad about accepting an apology that isn't needed because he/she should be apologizing. OH WELL, we're all humans. Expect imperfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I currently feel uneasy because my DARLING (-.-) mom is home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sainara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Auf Vidersen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iwannagobackhome=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-8711314733028129538?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8711314733028129538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8711314733028129538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8711314733028129538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8711314733028129538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/reunion.html' title='Reunion =)'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8347919855699886224</id><published>2008-11-19T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:05:30.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D=</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I'm of consenting age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To be forgetting you in a cabaret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;THIS Colour is because of;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but your just a boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but your just a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Has nothing to so with the people i USUALLY put in purple. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;HOHO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;going out to CS in a bit. Oh the pain of trying to allow mommeh to let me go. It's like, tooot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Recently feeling very downcasted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel like the world has just dumped;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the sins of envy and lust on my shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh gosh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Please do someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wake me up from this nightmare sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel like it won't stop hunting me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Esh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I miss you tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Naik skolah pun dah different class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haihh, Can we buy books together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But if you dah beli tkper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My life is like a flower/plant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Grows into something nice/beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;then dies off in the winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Right now, it's winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hope spring comes soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want a tint of hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A little ray of light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To guide me through the days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To wipe the tears off of my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I do have that tint,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hope they know that they are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Because if I lose them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ask for a penny;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You get a dime ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday was awesomely awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Halili, theZoeKan, MaePea came over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was like this;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*dad calls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me; Hello? (I was damn sleepy, he called at 10. ugh fking early)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dad; Alicia, get up I'm coming at 11 and i need you to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt; send the post thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me: uh uh ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*gets up, get ready, waitwaitwait till 11.30*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*calls dad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me; PAA where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dad; I can't come now, emergancy case came in, later we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me; UH! CAN MAE COME???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dad; Ya ya ya ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;=,='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;UHHHHH I WOKE UP AT TEN JUST TO FIND OUT I WOULD WASTE 1 1/2 hours of sleep??!! *&amp;amp;$@ man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;HOHO, but had lotsa funn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;THE ONLY(HAHA)Decent picture;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SSTTXXfhtTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/xG2AjKXcCHk/s320/Photo+3127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270569862327022898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS TAU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-8347919855699886224?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8347919855699886224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8347919855699886224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8347919855699886224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8347919855699886224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/d.html' title='D='/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SSTTXXfhtTI/AAAAAAAAARQ/xG2AjKXcCHk/s72-c/Photo+3127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-6315194296206993639</id><published>2008-11-17T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:07:36.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=DD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;LETTER MEME&lt;/div&gt;INSTRUCTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. DO THE "LETTER MEME".&lt;br /&gt;2. TAG NO LESS THAN 5 OTHER PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;3. THEN COPY THE "HOW-TO" LETTER MEME, AND FINISH YOUR JOURNAL ENTRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Nis (HAHA),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont really know how to tell you this but the mafia wants you. I think I realized it when you put cuffs on me, with Geogre bush and his wife and I saw you sit on The crazy monk. I'm sure you're middle class enough to understand that we're cousins. I'm returning the couch cusions to you, but I'll keep your photo as a memory. You should also know that I always will remember our friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Ease&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia.&lt;br /&gt;- -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Template:&lt;br /&gt;Dear (the last person who text messaged you):&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but (1). I think I realized it (2) (3) and I saw you (4) (5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) (11).&lt;br /&gt;___12___,&lt;br /&gt;(Your name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT'S THE COLOR OF YOUR SHIRT?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHICH IS YOUR BIRTH MONTH?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April-When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHICH FOOD DO YOU PREFER?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebabs - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT'S THE COLOR OF YOUR SOCKS?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot- Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT'S THE COLOR OF YOUR UNDERWEAR?&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Black- My best friend&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU PREFER TO WATCH ON TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - Man&lt;br /&gt;O.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Open&lt;br /&gt;Heroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;House - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. YOUR MOOD RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa Doesn't Exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT'S THE COLOR OF YOUR WALLS IN YOUR BEDROOM?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader-poster&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. THE FIRST LETTER OF YOUR FIRST NAME?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your best friend&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. THE LAST LETTER IN YOUR LAST NAME?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT DO YOU PREFER TO DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. TO WHICH COUNTRY WOULD YOU PREFER TO GO ON A VACATION?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Boo-hoo now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-6315194296206993639?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/6315194296206993639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=6315194296206993639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6315194296206993639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/6315194296206993639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/dd.html' title='=DD'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-5986934287764855099</id><published>2008-11-17T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:31:46.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, no I am not at all referring to En. Yos my OH-SO-DEARLY-MISSED middle school Science teacher. haha. I've been using my gut feeling alot these days. No longer can the facts sort things out. Simply because all the facts change every time. I find it overly irritating, don't you? To trust that the facts would help out, and in the end you find yourself in deeper shit due to your outdated facts. Oh my, very very irritating indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My weekend was very energy using. Seriously, Saturday was an awesome day. Well, sparingly. I must indeed point out that i shall NEVER go out unless we plan everything properly. Well, with two groups that is. The petty conflicts are very time wasting, and they just make you lose your mood. Uh, regret. But OH WELL. What's past is past ;) But i can't shake the heartbreak. Oh yes, the heartbreak. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know why i hold on to you. There are others too, yet, why did i fall for you?&lt;/span&gt; Oh my, I find this a retorical question. I shan't answer nor do i know how to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imissmybabyboo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh so much. I'm just dying thinking of how he is doing =(. Do get better soon baby. And I shall see you once more. I really do miss him lots. Uhhh, thinking about him just makes me wanna see him even more. But, mommeh wants me to do chores, daddeh says he's seen too much of me (-.-"!!!) and driver is OH-SO blur. GOSH, do i miss Terengganu. Although I do not want to go back into a government hospital again. The place is terrible. Well, I have to give them SOME props, because I AM alive. They were fast, efficient, but; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO POKE A NEEDLE WITHOUT MAKING ME CRY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found it very troublesome. The didn't even put that splint thing so that my hand is straight?!?! OH DEAR, i shall not reminisce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find love cliche' don't you? The though of someone being your soulmate and forever, being in love, yadayadayada. Gosh, please do wake me up from this fantasy. The heartbreak is what hits you hard. I mean, please take a look around, we're bloody humans for crying out loud, we're bound to make mistakes. No one is perfect. And even if you DO find your soulmate, you might not split up but within your relationship period, OBVIOUSLY there would be fights. Now, don't tell me there won't. TRUST me, i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Junior High/High School is very underestimated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What they show in movies about the bitching and wannabe's are an underestimate of high school life. uh, i bet those of us Junior High Students already know the pain. And now a new chapter of an old problem comes up; "Boys and their eyes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel very irritated when guys include the reason "...because your pretty" in the first 5 reasons why they like you. And i feel like making them lose their balls when they include the reason of "...your body". -.-' I find them very statistic. Boys, that is. In Middle School having a girlfriend is WHOA. In Junior High, having a girlfriend is normal, but having a hot one is "yummy". -.-' And in High School, losing your virginity is, awesome. OH PLEASE DO GROW UP. There is obviously more to life than what your friends think. But whatever, I forgot how typical people tend to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have taken the initiative to be inspired by miss Zoe Kan by putting up pictures of our parents and us in the past. OH! Vintage fashion was very fabulous. Those miniskirts/dresses are very pretty. OOH! indeed indeed. Oh well, maybe in the next post I shall put them up. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but your just a boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you don't understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;how it feels to love a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your reputation is one thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My image is another,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't take being counted cheap as a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Next time you wanna play with someone's feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Do pick a cheap bitch that'll do anything for a boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I've had enough of your jokes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I ain't gonna be some toy for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hey, jerk, how bout you fuck yourself for a change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but your just a boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;And you, please don't talk to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;just because you wanna charm her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;because as i have said before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"once fixed, never will be un-fixed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;because hope is one thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;but the game your playing needs two sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seriously do need a break from this boy stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How did i get hooked in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/1853970957295250607-5986934287764855099?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/5986934287764855099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=5986934287764855099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5986934287764855099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/5986934287764855099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoz.html' title='YOZ!'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2302864608788449271</id><published>2008-11-17T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:22:17.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>please eh,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;"Without forgetting this feeling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;that I send now to the important person, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;who takes the trouble to laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt; and takes the trouble to support,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt; and takes the trouble to encourage always."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;As nis says, "siapa makan cili terasa pedasnya" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;because really, why does this have to start 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/1853970957295250607-2302864608788449271?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2302864608788449271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2302864608788449271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2302864608788449271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2302864608788449271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/please-eh.html' title='please eh,'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1139706784485022009</id><published>2008-11-16T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:52:39.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>like, seriously.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have you ever wondered why, when things do get better, they just fall apart when really needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because losing someone/something once, obviously means you can lose it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when we try our best to keep it there, it just flutters away ever so silently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; you don't care how it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;No matter how hard we try, it just goes. Maybe it's fate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Are they just fair weather friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;do they really love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you get admitted into hospital, who would visit you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you skinned your knee who would shout at you for being an idiot but help you up anyways?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you cried, who would wait there until you stop just to comfort you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;what the hell for? they won't show their gratitude anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Doesn't mean you can't show you care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Because no one really knows what they got till it's gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Because when they do fade away, and the lose you, then they notice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ignorance is bliss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But when it fades away, you'll just be very empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then you realize, you need them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then when you have them again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We celebrate the good times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we forget how much we love them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Because we've planted it in so deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then they fade....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; font-style: italic;"&gt;and it starts all over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Really, if i could i just want everything to clear out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I wanna sort out the facts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but why the fcuk do they change every single time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;i miss 07'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;i swear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;i just wanna go back and let it repeat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;over and over and over again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;i went the extra mile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;and so did everyone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't it feel so good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i currently have nothing else to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-size: x-small;"&gt;but your just a boy...&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/1853970957295250607-1139706784485022009?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/1139706784485022009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=1139706784485022009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1139706784485022009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/1139706784485022009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/like-seriously.html' title='like, seriously.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-8900202193204183481</id><published>2008-11-16T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:35:53.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just because i fall in and out of love easily doesn't mean you can take me for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If i were a boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think i would understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How it feels to love a girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I swear I'd be a better man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'd listen to her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cuz i know how it hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When you lose the one you wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cuz he's taking you for granted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And everything you have got destroyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but i guess they're just boys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;they don't understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;how to it feels to love a girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;someday they'll wish they were better men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;they don't listen to her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;they don't care how it hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;until they lose the one they wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cuz they're taking her for granted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and everything they have got destroyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);  font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but your just a boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);  font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yeah, now and till high school is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"why would a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; want a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in her life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and get her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;when she can wait till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and get a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;no broken hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; on the way?"-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yeah. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;no hard feelings guys, not like we were ever together right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;=P&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/1853970957295250607-8900202193204183481?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/8900202193204183481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=8900202193204183481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8900202193204183481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/8900202193204183481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/again.html' title='Again.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-1820016071843522488</id><published>2008-11-15T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:16:17.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;ViThYa says: (3:12:35 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;i like someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;AliciaLY | VLV says: (3:12:54 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;WHOA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;AliciaLY | VLV says: (3:12:55 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;WHO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;AliciaLY | VLV says: (3:12:56 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;ViThYa says: (3:13:02 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;ViThYa says: (3:13:05 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;i dunno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;AliciaLY | VLV says: (3:13:08 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;=,='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;AliciaLY | VLV says: (3:13:11 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;my foot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;ViThYa says: (3:13:17 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;i think &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;ViThYa says: (3:13:32 PM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;i mean he's cute and all but he's a jerk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: center;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: left;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;HAHHAHHA, my fooot. awesome way to start my day. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: left;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="smartPaste" contenteditable="true" style="text-align: left;overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;tooodlesss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-1820016071843522488?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-3184980774467670655</id><published>2008-11-15T05:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T05:53:49.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RINDU.</title><content type='html'>aiyah, i miss mae la. that stupid pea head had to go for St. John camp. pfffft.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiyah. bye la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-3184980774467670655?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3184980774467670655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=3184980774467670655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3184980774467670655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3184980774467670655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/rindu.html' title='RINDU.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-3965023429801694077</id><published>2008-11-15T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T04:29:01.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went to CS today with mindy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AWESOME SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha, the plan was to watch movie w/ Mr.C but tak jadi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smexi was mesmorized by my cleavage. PERV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;too lazy to update about everyth la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;had fun, the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now i'm sure, it's more than a like, but still no where near love.&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/1853970957295250607-3965023429801694077?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3965023429801694077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=3965023429801694077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3965023429801694077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3965023429801694077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/cs.html' title='CS'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' 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Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-4234084585468177878</id><published>2008-11-13T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:32:25.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SRxkX0Af41I/AAAAAAAAARI/VRktmVBYNds/s1600-h/Photo+2772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SRxkX0Af41I/AAAAAAAAARI/VRktmVBYNds/s320/Photo+2772.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268196024377140050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ignore the FKed up face. it's 1 and i cut my hair few hours ago due to depression. not THAT much but noticable difference. gay. anyways it'll grow back in a few days. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-4234084585468177878?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/4234084585468177878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=4234084585468177878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4234084585468177878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/4234084585468177878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/haircut.html' title='haircut.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SRxkX0Af41I/AAAAAAAAARI/VRktmVBYNds/s72-c/Photo+2772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-3340960031548227231</id><published>2008-11-13T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:58:34.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbreak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;but i love you lots, so i ignore my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;for the first time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;although I want to help,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;although my mind says help,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;my heart tells me to not bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;to a certain point,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;being nice to everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;regardless of how i feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;just isn't worth it when others just don't see my sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;It's not you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;it's the other people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sorry you got affected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;because number one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but number one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you seem as if you don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;because number two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your so fun to be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but number two,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your never what you say you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;because number three,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm crazy about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but number three,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;no one has ever been oh so crazy for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but the bottom line i guess is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"who would want to wait for a girl like you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and i know my friends aren't gonna bother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;although I always bother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm too nice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I've made too many fair weather friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know who isn't.&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/1853970957295250607-3340960031548227231?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/3340960031548227231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=3340960031548227231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3340960031548227231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/3340960031548227231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/heartbreak.html' title='heartbreak.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-680888953548756853</id><published>2008-11-12T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T05:13:25.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that somebodehhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;your on my mind dude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;you still owe me a hug&amp;amp;&amp;amp;kiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Today was fairly interesting, i mean, who would rate, seeing a monkey falling into a trashcan and tipping it over and this huge rat running out, causing people going into cardiac arrest, tripping over, loosing their voice and so on, down? HAHA. joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eda said I'm pretty. WHOA. She also says having big butts cause us to not being able to ride using our seatbone. WHOA. And also that BBs (not Boys Brigade =,=') and riding do not go. WHOAAAA. HAHAHAH, this was a first episode on, "wise words from Eda Wong". HAHA. i really didn't know all this. a-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;MAE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;-zing. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Credits to miss MUTCY&lt;/span&gt;. So this means, being not-so-curvy isn't a big deal. whooo! =,='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;been getting up late lately. my holiday resolution of waking up at 6 to go for jogs seem to only have taken a first attempt and is currently on pause. OHMYGOSHY. I feel fat. I know people will slap me if i say this because i'm on the verge of being underweight. whatever. I put on weight, but it's at my tummy. wtsex? I feel pregnant. HAHA, serious. I have to do more situps and jogs. ohdeardearflabjelly. I have to find the on-active button in me somewhere. maybe it's under all these fats. ohgay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i went to meet SSI-ians today. well, some. Jasmine&amp;amp;co. were there. SOMEBODY MADE ME WALK IN THE RAIN. seriously. I was as INNOCENT as ever, walking into SSI to go through the back gate, and this tudunger was like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"GIRL, why you wearing like that"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(i swear, i was wearing a black tank top&amp;amp;jeans, can't get more innocent alright?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; and i put on my english/american accent, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;" oh sorry, i didn't realize i broke the dress code. would you mind if i pass through the school to get to the other entrance, it IS raining"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and ohmyjellybean, you know what she did? her mouth was like gawping, i guess cuz i look indian/malay/dark-asian and have this slang. she was SO OBVIOUSLY impressed+jealous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(not self praising but, seriously) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And she was so obviously lost for words, she said TRYING to put on a slang =,=!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"no, no use that way (points to the road)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;WTF, it was RAINING, and she wanted me to walk in the open??? Fk that btch. but whatever. i gave her a look and i walked off. and i felt so glamorous walking in the rain. HAHA i have no idea why but i just did. anyways, i got to the back entrance, and jasmine was waving. haha. she's so adorable. anyways when everyone got out. all the Malay girls gave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;tak puas hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; looks, AS USUAL. LJ was cute. haha we was trying to be taller than me. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Big, i mean, TALL dreams kid. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;haha, i saw carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;kuti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and soon she stole my phone to call her beloved. OH PLEASE, I need a break from whatever they were talking about. Took a picture w/ mr. CLJ, i gave him the opportunity to be tall-er. hehe. awesome day. oh yes, i sent carol home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I felt like a total stranger at pasar. Everyone was in, what seemed to be PJ's or aphek shorts or whatev. and i was in  jeans, a very fashionable grey&amp;amp;hotpink&amp;amp;limegreen shirt with my aviator sunnies, in pumps and hooped ear-rings. but it wasn't like i dressed like this FOR the pasar. I was OTW home from checking out property with daddeh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;might soon move to Taman Polo in Leisure Farm. Daddy is gonna build a 18,000 square feet, one-storey bungalow. AWESOME. and i can cycle to the Equestrian Center. WHOOOOOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But whatever, all these pasar people were whistling. TOOOOOOT. i would slap them if i could. no class, no dignity guys. CHEAP I SAY, CHEAP! haha. And all these minahs in their weird tight tight clothes&amp;amp; dresses were like, gawping =,='. I am NEVER going to the pasar again. NEVER. giant, maybe.wetmarkets, NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;BRCC reunion is confirmed. 22nd Nov, my place, people invited SHOULD know who they are. bring your food and stuff. ILY guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh yes, This Saturday who is free? Daddy gave green light to go out and watch the coffin =D but only in JB. CS. can? can? can? PLEASEEEEEEEE. parent-less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;alrighty guys. update done. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;youknowyouloveme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1853970957295250607-680888953548756853?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/680888953548756853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=680888953548756853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/680888953548756853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/680888953548756853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/that-somebodehhh.html' title='that somebodehhh'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2564985735654664264</id><published>2008-11-07T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:55:40.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>think,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you've somehow charmed me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people have warned me about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am still doubting you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet somehow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you cross my mind a few times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i flirt around with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you do to with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you said you liked me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i said maybe sooner or later the factors would permit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll be seeing you soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh gosh i can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you stopped texting me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i didn't really care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now i'm wondering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why why why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do i like you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or is it just another mixed emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel a tinge of guilt everytime i tell myself i'm falling for someone else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your nice, sweet, not bad looking, and your personality is charming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i tell myself your no good for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but things prove otherwise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if your serious about me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll be serious about you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but like i said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i'll only date you when you _____"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ILikeY.&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/1853970957295250607-2564985735654664264?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2564985735654664264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2564985735654664264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2564985735654664264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2564985735654664264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/think.html' title='think,'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-2212608796498446359</id><published>2008-11-05T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:08:10.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>upcoming parties and shayt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hehe. nissy's friend Esha very nice uh. =DD huhu nice nice person. hope to have many many more convys with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;days have been boring seriously. blehh. today went for extra class. sat with fara. haha nis kept complaining to me about GWE. well well, chill babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok so i guess this is still the start  of the hols eh. wooot. =DD ok so whats up and on afterr my comp. well, Training training and more training. =DDD also ALOT of parties, lunchens, dinner stuff. OH GAY. lol most i'm looking forward to is BRCC reunion man. OOH. awesome =DD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The BRCC reunion arrangements are as followed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Date; 22nd November 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Time; BRCC actors-(12pm- 6pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;             invited people- (3pm-6pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;the actors, we are going to do some practice sessions and a video shoot. =DD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Place; 52, Jln Suria Muafakat 2, Taman Suria Muafakat, 80350, JB, Johor, Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;All actors MUST come. if you don't, I'll drag your asses there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;RSVP; By the 18th Nov 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;it is important you RSVP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Contact me by email/MSN/call/sms. if you don't hv my number, ask arnd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a potluck, so, bring food, drinks, whatever. And bring it in bulk. HOHO. there'll be about erk, 25++ of us. and vithya, bring brownies. A MUST. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;Those who come empty handed, will be thrown out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;Actors; if you don't bring anything, I'll make you wash dishes and clean my room(this applies to anyone). HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MAE KNOWS THE PAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;hehe. and i am serious. those who had to use some stuff from home or borrow, please do bring it along. I can only supply what I am meant to supply. =D any questions, ask me or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;MAEPEA. huhu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;Invited folks; if you are invited. AWESOME. because i want this to be the biggest event of the year. and you ppl attending will make it happen yo! I'll jot down list of invitees in the upcoming posts. If your name ain't in it, well, i either forgot, OR you ain't invited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;Non invited folks: don't bother turning up. you will be locked out/escorted out by security. HOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;erhps, yeah thats it. WAKAKA. anything else that i left out will be updated. keep checking back for more updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;right, now that's settled we shall move on to other stuff.  Like, errr. HAHA idk. posted about BRCC i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;fine then buy buy peoplessss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cheerio! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1853970957295250607-2212608796498446359?l=missalicialy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/feeds/2212608796498446359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1853970957295250607&amp;postID=2212608796498446359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2212608796498446359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1853970957295250607/posts/default/2212608796498446359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://missalicialy.blogspot.com/2008/11/upcoming-parties-and-shayt.html' title='upcoming parties and shayt.'/><author><name>Raja Alicia Raja Amin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06156839742954098304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/Sufm5b-j1HI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mlEVbU72Msk/S220/n677753178_1809958_7539.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1853970957295250607.post-4258547487743454099</id><published>2008-11-02T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:34:45.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NHS =DDDDDD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WEEEEE~ NHS was awesome. =D pictures pictures. Lazy to blog about what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one thing; I was 6 marks into winning the championship, then i got sick. TOOOOOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ571BUK8UI/AAAAAAAAAQw/HwOJu81MnkQ/s320/PB010871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264281165259010370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the beach with cuzzie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54h_4IokI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HOuMe2xXJmM/s1600-h/PB010713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54h_4IokI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HOuMe2xXJmM/s320/PB010713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264277539920585282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54h_4IokI/AAAAAAAAAQo/HOuMe2xXJmM/s1600-h/PB010713.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54hrGHXwI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_L7rjJySL8Y/s1600-h/PB010709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54hrGHXwI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_L7rjJySL8Y/s320/PB010709.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264277534342078210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54hRfcpuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/LIJZN59iyRA/s1600-h/PB010719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54hRfcpuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/LIJZN59iyRA/s320/PB010719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264277527469008610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54hRfcpuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/LIJZN59iyRA/s1600-h/PB010719.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54hJ4OGsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/tjMdH2uIlLU/s1600-h/PB010705.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54hJ4OGsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/tjMdH2uIlLU/s1600-h/PB010705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54hJ4OGsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/tjMdH2uIlLU/s320/PB010705.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264277525425429186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got 1st, 2nd and 3rd. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54gi80isI/AAAAAAAAAQI/6solg86Vi6A/s1600-h/PB010714.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54gi80isI/AAAAAAAAAQI/6solg86Vi6A/s1600-h/PB010714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ54gi80isI/AAAAAAAAAQI/6solg86Vi6A/s320/PB010714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264277514975742658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;babe's got a hat.&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/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53J0_kepI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GuFJQIqwbtI/s1600-h/PB010650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53J0_kepI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GuFJQIqwbtI/s320/PB010650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276025170492050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53J0_kepI/AAAAAAAAAQA/GuFJQIqwbtI/s1600-h/PB010650.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53JhqpZKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/72qLqk3lqIo/s1600-h/PB010695.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53JhqpZKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/72qLqk3lqIo/s1600-h/PB010695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53JhqpZKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/72qLqk3lqIo/s320/PB010695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276019982460066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mr. senett.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53JWWNifI/AAAAAAAAAPw/2B_W4emIn_k/s1600-h/PB010666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53JWWNifI/AAAAAAAAAPw/2B_W4emIn_k/s320/PB010666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276016943958514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joanne gone wild =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53JWzA2QI/AAAAAAAAAPo/T7KfqXeirRM/s1600-h/PA310592.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53JWzA2QI/AAAAAAAAAPo/T7KfqXeirRM/s1600-h/PA310592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53JWzA2QI/AAAAAAAAAPo/T7KfqXeirRM/s320/PA310592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276017064761602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vivaldi wants my coke. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53I_M-IxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/axdjy2KK9Ro/s1600-h/PA310580.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53I_M-IxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/axdjy2KK9Ro/s1600-h/PA310580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ53I_M-IxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/axdjy2KK9Ro/s320/PA310580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276010731184914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hip hop today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y-wYGc8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/-dFjFoAMIZA/s1600-h/PA310574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y-wYGc8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/-dFjFoAMIZA/s320/PA310574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264271436906132418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y-wYGc8I/AAAAAAAAAPY/-dFjFoAMIZA/s1600-h/PA310574.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y-vvvrcI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tqNZ0PXCkDk/s1600-h/PA310570.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y-vvvrcI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tqNZ0PXCkDk/s1600-h/PA310570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y-vvvrcI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tqNZ0PXCkDk/s320/PA310570.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264271436736867778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I beat that lady dog. HAHA my comp was girl num 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y9xmmz0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/k3RBVqPGNkA/s1600-h/PA310540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y9xmmz0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/k3RBVqPGNkA/s320/PA310540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264271420055539522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y9xmmz0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/k3RBVqPGNkA/s1600-h/PA310540.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y7Mej7qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/uxzC9yykcGQ/s1600-h/PA310530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y7Mej7qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/uxzC9yykcGQ/s320/PA310530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264271375729946274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y7Mej7qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/uxzC9yykcGQ/s1600-h/PA310530.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y6miwdTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LiVJ2WdjZWI/s1600-h/PA310507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y6miwdTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LiVJ2WdjZWI/s320/PA310507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264271365546997042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5y6miwdTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LiVJ2WdjZWI/s1600-h/PA310507.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5xfyedflI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4Gs-4FKSZJI/s1600-h/PA300485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5xfyedflI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4Gs-4FKSZJI/s320/PA300485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264269805382106706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5xfyedflI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4Gs-4FKSZJI/s1600-h/PA300485.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5xfaFyaxI/AAAAAAAAAOo/n1ekkjZfRRY/s1600-h/PA300483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oPmHTtIq8Lg/SQ5xfaFyaxI/AAAAAAAAAOo/n1ekkjZfRRY/s320/PA300483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOT
