<?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-35843202</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:08:07.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glass-Air Boundary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-4831907238424956652</id><published>2008-06-23T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:41:48.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh my!! It's only another 5 hours before I have to wake up for school! I'm dreading it but I guess I can't avoid it. *Tsk Tsk* Bye Bye long hours of sleep and computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm.. I guess it'll be good to be back in school. Guess only.. And I'll be leaving for OBS on tuesday. Bahh!! No friend! No friend! Nehmind, independent. Wahaha. Macam pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;4 days away from home. I guess I'll miss alot of stuff. But it's not like I've never been for a 4 day 3 night camp; I have. And I'm confident I can survive this on my own. What's there to lose anyway right? I'm gamed for it cause I'm in it for the experience and it's not like opportunities like this come by often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I guess I'm supposed to be asleep right now. Or I'll have an extremely hard time waking up tomorrow morning. Awww, poor little Roszy. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehee. Wish me luck on my first day of school for my second semester! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;hearts;&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/35843202-4831907238424956652?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/4831907238424956652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=4831907238424956652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/4831907238424956652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/4831907238424956652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-my-its-only-another-5-hours-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-8482124004704019044</id><published>2008-06-21T19:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T12:46:24.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm currently B-O-R-E-D at home and I'm R-O-T-T-I-N-G . Currently editting some of yesterday's pics. Will put them up once I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say yesterday was quite a success. Almost all of us made it but only a couple of them had to pull out last minute for whatever reasons. Had our bowling session at Safra Tampines and I emerged as the loser! Someone willing, do teach me how to bowl!! I scored a 42 out of 300. Pathetic. I know. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our dinner at Al-Salam, somewhere near Safra. I had Nasi Goreng Kerabu and I tell you, it was Delicious!! We headed down to Persisi after dinner only to find out they charged $5 for entry of the opening. Rubbish oii! They never charged a cent in previous years. Money-greedy jerks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was happy enough to meet my buddies after what seemed like AEONS! Happy happy. I'm such a happy-goober right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to blog about today. And school's starting in less then 2 days! My-oh-my, a month just flew by. And I'm certainly not looking forward to school. Blearghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! Ooh! I'll be away for OBS from tuesday to friday. And I have a feeling Nasy is not going. Dear god, please make her do. I don't wanna be alone. *Tsk Tsk* :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF0KxcZW60I/AAAAAAAAAMU/_02eG286cUE/s1600-h/3+images.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214335788117322562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF0KxcZW60I/AAAAAAAAAMU/_02eG286cUE/s320/3+images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^^,)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF3XKAHg3MI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cFdiqgV41kQ/s1600-h/me+and+bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214560510395079874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF3XKAHg3MI/AAAAAAAAAM8/cFdiqgV41kQ/s320/me+and+bella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Her name is Bella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF3XKVuU3DI/AAAAAAAAANE/aacVfjw0RtU/s1600-h/200620081647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214560516195015730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF3XKVuU3DI/AAAAAAAAANE/aacVfjw0RtU/s320/200620081647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;She's the little girl who likes to interrupt my photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF3XKQ5yuCI/AAAAAAAAANM/1Lyq55m5M6I/s1600-h/200620081650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214560514900932642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF3XKQ5yuCI/AAAAAAAAANM/1Lyq55m5M6I/s320/200620081650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's my bestie Leha and her darling, Khairi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF3XKip_fRI/AAAAAAAAANU/H3WGQkk_hMo/s1600-h/200620081649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214560519666498834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF3XKip_fRI/AAAAAAAAANU/H3WGQkk_hMo/s320/200620081649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now that's my dearest borther and his missy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This are only the photos from my handphone. More from Abang's camera. But the camera's with his girlfriend. Boohoo.. Will put them up once I get the camera back!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35843202-8482124004704019044?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/8482124004704019044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=8482124004704019044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/8482124004704019044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/8482124004704019044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-currently-b-o-r-e-d-at-home-and-im-r.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SF0KxcZW60I/AAAAAAAAAMU/_02eG286cUE/s72-c/3+images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-8227144006145333646</id><published>2008-06-18T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T01:12:32.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it, I just need someone to talk to. Someone who listens rather then hears. Someone who's willing rather then forced. It seems like one by one, they're leaving. And slowly, I'm left here standing alone and all I see are backs turned. I can't figure out why. God. Help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I keep messing everything up. Am I not contented with what I already have? Maybe, just maybe I'm not. I keep searching for a person to fall back on, to keep me rooted. Someone whom I can come to, who's deeper then bones. 'Cause right now, I'm crumbling into a million pieces- more than sands on beaches, more then stars in the night sky. Sooner or later, I'll lend at ground zero and it's only a matter of time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping it together, atleast I seem okay. Atleast I think so. I'm only human. I've got my pride, I will not cry but its making me weak. I guess I'm just going to have to go through the motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that kind of girl that you can let down and think everything's ok. Boy, I'm only human. Look into the corners of your mind and you'll see that I've been there for you through good and bad times. But at the same time, I can't be that Superwoman that you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've lost myself. I don't seem to recognise who I am and what I stand for anymore. Is this the result of giving too much? Someone just hear me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35843202-8227144006145333646?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/8227144006145333646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=8227144006145333646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/8227144006145333646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/8227144006145333646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/06/damn-it-i-just-need-someone-to-talk-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-665923167226291433</id><published>2008-06-16T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T02:24:03.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom's pissed at me right now. Hahha. Reason being, there's a chance I might not be going for Band Camp. Well, I've made up my mind and I shall stick to it as far as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;She said, "Go la dek, hmm.. You ehh, I don't understand you laa.. Silat kau stengah-stengah, now this."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't disagree on that cause it's true. But right now, at this point of my life, I'm still trying to find what's much much more important. And it has got to be my studies for sure. Cause my grades ain't getting any better- infact, it's dropping and dropping like there's no end to it. And to be frank, I've never been this scared for my grades before. Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Till I buck up on my grades then I'll be able to commit myself to more time consuming activities such as so on and so forth. Other then that, I have to set that priority of mine right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;On a lighter note, today was one of the better days. Had the SS course earlier today. Wouldn't say it was total boredom but atleast it was more engaging then your usual SS periods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to Orchard just now with a newfriend. (^^,) Owh! Ooowh!! And I saw a pair of shoes which were adorable!! They're from a brand called Sanuk which means 'Happy' in Thai. If I'm not wrong, they're a Californian brand. Thinking of getting them. Geramm nyeee akuuu!! Saw another cute pair of pumps at Topshop but I'd rather buy the other one I saw although it'll burn a huge hole in my pocket after buying it. Hehh. But I think it's worth it; at least it looks comfy. Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I think today turned out well. Tomorrow's plans are still unconfirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"An amaglam of emotions. I think I've fallen for you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SFaoul7-W6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/63MEPaNBtiE/s1600-h/SWF1019_aqua-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212539137139039138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SFaoul7-W6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/63MEPaNBtiE/s320/SWF1019_aqua-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sanuk-Taos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35843202-665923167226291433?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/665923167226291433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=665923167226291433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/665923167226291433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/665923167226291433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/06/moms-pissed-at-me-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SFaoul7-W6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/63MEPaNBtiE/s72-c/SWF1019_aqua-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-1603038063947279434</id><published>2008-06-16T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:48:40.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To think I'd blog at 1.17 AM. Hahh. I must be nuts. Never have I ever thought I'd do this. It must be the boredom. Hahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, there's school tomorrow for me. Damn it. Stupid Social Studies course. God knows if it's even effective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm.. Pratically stayed home the whole day and rot. Mama just came home from her shopping trip at Batam with my aunties and uncles. And guess whatt?? It's finally the last week of the school holidays! SHOUT CHAOS!! Hahha. To tell you, 0% of my work is done. And I'm doomed. Someone shoot me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, I realise there's something funny about some of my friends. For example Browne. Everytime I open up a conversation with him on MSN in the middle of the night, without fail, there'll be a time when we talk about shit. Yes, shit. Like maniure. (Avoid if there's a spelling error) And what's weird is, Din also has the same habit. -_____- God have mercy on them. I have a feeling it's because it's the middle of the night and stuff happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know I'm not making sense right now. Therefore, it's time for me to hit the sack. Goodbye my lovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;:F&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/35843202-1603038063947279434?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/1603038063947279434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=1603038063947279434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/1603038063947279434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/1603038063947279434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-think-id-blog-at-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-2420998335892556327</id><published>2008-06-13T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:40:11.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey, I'm bored. So I'm back here after ages and agess. I ain't gonna tell anyone I updated cause I wanna see who even bothers to visit my dead blog after so long. Hehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I once had a dream of blogging full time like my bestie Nasy. But I dreamt of blogging for a purpose. I dreamt of blogging to improve my englishh. *ke-tiaoo* No, seriously, I really did. Well, who bothers anyway. Hahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I ain't making any sense ehh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okayy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe, just maybe, I would start blogging again. Maybe I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, going out soon to help mom deliver some cakes to houses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'm still considering if I should go swimming at night. Alone of course. Hahh, pathetic ehh?&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/35843202-2420998335892556327?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/2420998335892556327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=2420998335892556327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/2420998335892556327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/2420998335892556327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-7874840797129479186</id><published>2008-04-20T15:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:22:29.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello. Haven't been blogging for awhile now. Comp's spoilt and the pc was sent for repair. So now i'm happily using dad's laptop to finish up my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, mid-years are coming and i haven't started revising. I'm so dead i tell you. I haven't got much to blog about today besides tha fact that i went for madrasah just now after not attending class for almost two months. And the ustazah is a releave ustazah. Boring one. "....macam gitu kalau imam jadi perempuan." Hahh. She wanted to say 'perempuan jadi imam' but i think she tersasol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored uhh. Hmm.. I've got some new pics. Will upload them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. This is a bloody damn boring post. Oh well, don't bother reading on then. I could shoot myself right now. Nahh, just kidding. Damn itt. I'm not even making sense any more. Maybe I should just stop here. Yeahh, right here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SAr6EKt7zQI/AAAAAAAAALs/5JykptC1s-M/s1600-h/190420081265.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191236470001356034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SAr6EKt7zQI/AAAAAAAAALs/5JykptC1s-M/s320/190420081265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TK Band, Batch of 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SAr6Eat7zRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/LiHeC_eCBPA/s1600-h/09042008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191236474296323346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SAr6Eat7zRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/LiHeC_eCBPA/s320/09042008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TK Band, Basses- Outdoor 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SAr7rKt7zTI/AAAAAAAAAME/i3b5OeZwIk4/s1600-h/190420081262.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191238239527882034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SAr7rKt7zTI/AAAAAAAAAME/i3b5OeZwIk4/s320/190420081262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Babats is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35843202-7874840797129479186?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/7874840797129479186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=7874840797129479186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/7874840797129479186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/7874840797129479186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/SAr6EKt7zQI/AAAAAAAAALs/5JykptC1s-M/s72-c/190420081265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-7167548132983033921</id><published>2008-03-24T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T15:39:03.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Doing my physics worksheet now. Feeling real bored at home. It's a rest day today so no band prac. And somehow, I feel lost without band. Hahah. Crap, but serious. I feel like there's nothing to do and wonder what other things to do other then the homework which is piling up. All I did is laze around at home. Urrghhh. Not a nice feeling. Also, there's no one to like entertain me at home. I'd rather have band and slog my ass out mann. At least, I know I'm doing something worth doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Haven't been updating lately cause I've been busy with school. Been back late almost every single day. Been under the sun almost every single day. Well, 14 DAYS. Not much I tell you. I don't really want outdoor to end that fast mann. Only mid-April and everything is done with. No kick. And it's my last outdoor. I wanna suffer more! Hahha. Serious, no kidding. What's there to lose right? I'd be happier if I'm suffering more now. Cause I know all of it will be more worth it when we win. Insya'Allah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hehh. I just downloaded the song on Nasy's blog. Nicee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Going out later to meet Loverboy. Studying at the library most probably. Yeahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Shitt, I'm missing the sec 4s already. Hahha. Belss. I don't want them to leave sehh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahha. Nuts uhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;K, some pics now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Good Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3ty6QYMNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ugx0C5LoWR0/s1600-h/210320081221.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183060205060501714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3ty6QYMNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ugx0C5LoWR0/s320/210320081221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Beng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3tzKQYMOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iZzeKoq1ips/s1600-h/210320081226.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183060209355469026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3tzKQYMOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/iZzeKoq1ips/s320/210320081226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Candy Floss Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3tzaQYMPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/nT1vC_4aOwA/s1600-h/210320081228.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183060213650436338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3tzaQYMPI/AAAAAAAAAKs/nT1vC_4aOwA/s320/210320081228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Jong's Longs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3tzqQYMQI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nemz42elJy8/s1600-h/210320081233.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183060217945403650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3tzqQYMQI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nemz42elJy8/s320/210320081233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Spot Rahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3tz6QYMRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rRKvdSb-kJ0/s1600-h/210320081239.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183060222240370962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3tz6QYMRI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rRKvdSb-kJ0/s320/210320081239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The light of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3vyaQYMSI/AAAAAAAAALE/-yt22LKNO4M/s1600-h/210320081245-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183062395493822754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3vyaQYMSI/AAAAAAAAALE/-yt22LKNO4M/s320/210320081245-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yours truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3vy6QYMTI/AAAAAAAAALM/1poh5S86vqY/s1600-h/210320081242.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183062404083757362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3vy6QYMTI/AAAAAAAAALM/1poh5S86vqY/s320/210320081242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anak apek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3vzKQYMUI/AAAAAAAAALU/XFfHgQrgeXo/s1600-h/210320081246.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183062408378724674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3vzKQYMUI/AAAAAAAAALU/XFfHgQrgeXo/s320/210320081246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baby Asyraf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3vzKQYMVI/AAAAAAAAALc/3E7SBu7qJHE/s1600-h/210320081247.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183062408378724690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3vzKQYMVI/AAAAAAAAALc/3E7SBu7qJHE/s320/210320081247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35843202-7167548132983033921?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/7167548132983033921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=7167548132983033921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/7167548132983033921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/7167548132983033921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/03/doing-my-physics-worksheet-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZu5_RUTKNI/R-3ty6QYMNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ugx0C5LoWR0/s72-c/210320081221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-3366752134638885385</id><published>2008-03-16T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:33:33.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn itt. Haven't been blogging lately. Busy uhh. Chehh.. Hehh hehh. Step busy only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, I just finished the 2 heymath assignments. Shit ass betol. That's the only holiday homework I did during this jampacked March holiday. And it's another 5 more hours till the holidays are over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;School starts tomorrow. Wooohhh! Hurrahh! Hurrahhhh!!   -________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm wondering if Leene ever did any homework. Hahha. I'm guessing....... NOT! If she really didn't then I'll feel a whole lot more releaved. Wahahha. Cause I won't be the only one tht didn't do those crappy homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had band camp during the holidays. Malas to elaborate on it. Go Nasy's blog and read if nak tau sangat. Hehhe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just realised my house, Uan's, Shazani's and Rahh's are so close to each other. We're all connected by one bus trip, 109. Hahha. So whutt u might ask. Well, I don't know. FYI jerr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Going out for dinner later. Changi point i think. Yesssaahhhh! Nasi Ayam Penyet, HERE I COME!! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, it's back to school for everyone besok. Back to the daily routine of sleeping in the bus with my mulot besar ternganga and with Leene and Nana and Za laughing at me sleeping. Suke ehh korang? -_____- &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/35843202-3366752134638885385?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/3366752134638885385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=3366752134638885385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/3366752134638885385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/3366752134638885385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/03/damn-itt.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-4348774253219178329</id><published>2008-03-05T21:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:20:31.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now watching en block on channel 5. Kind of reminds me of Suria's blok 13. Chatting to helmet-head now. She's nuts man. So irritating. Someone catch her! Hahha. Joking onlyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched American Idol just now. Damn. That David Archuletta guy is CUTE to the maximal manns. And his vocals is SUPERB. Mannn. If only he was mine. I could get him to sing to me 24hrs a day sehh. And I'll never get tired. Then so malu-malu when he talk. Talk abit, giggle-giggle. Talk abit, giggle-giggle. Wah Piangg. So geram like want to sepak-sepak his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okayy just now. The hip-hop trainer didn't turn up and was M.I.A according to Mrs. Ong. So we had 3 periods of nothingness. Boringgg. Then I had to spend assembly alone. Aww, how sad. Some went for project work while the rest went for the forum thingyy. Watched chinese oprah. Kinda boring but their tricks were cool. &lt;em&gt;"Chi cheong fun, fun fan no fan, hao hao ni hao pu hao, you li coli," &lt;/em&gt;Step aku paham jek.         -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat in school for awhile before going home. Met Loverboy for awhile then spent some time together. Hmm. Will be lonely this coming 2 nights. He'll be away for camp tomorrow so that means no usual late night talks tomorrow. He'll only be back on friday so hopefully I'll be able to hear his voice then. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Saturday it'll be my turn to go for camp. Band camp that is. 4 hari oiii!! Mati aku. So most probably you won't hear from me for four days straight. You'll be enjoying your holiday and catching up on your sleep while I'll be slogging my ass out on the field and missing my rests. Power punye. Nevermind luhh. All for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go finish reading my book now. Finally! Hahha. Shut up Nasy. I know you read fast. Don't need to boast. Hehh hehh. :]&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/35843202-4348774253219178329?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/4348774253219178329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=4348774253219178329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/4348774253219178329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/4348774253219178329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/03/now-watching-en-block-on-channel-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-3954242226266574123</id><published>2008-03-03T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:29:21.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh Goshh. I'm suffering from a really REALLY blotted tummy. I guess I had too much to drink just now after eating bibik's super hot sambal. Although my mouth and ears were going off in fumes, I still continued eating like nobody's business but after that I flushed the spicyness down with like 3 bottles of water. Now my tummy feels really tight like it's gonna explode. KABABOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, because of that, I can't seem to concentrate on my homework right now. Or maybe it's the computer that's affecting me. Hehh. Damn it luhh. I don't know how to do this freaggin' question man. And I doubt I'll be able to do the rest. (Stoopid Coordinate Geometry) Anyone can helpss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to Nyayi's house on Saturday after band. Was really drained out so after eating and bathing, i slept. Throughout the entire time I was there, I slept like a log. Till my mom woke me up to go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday, went for madrasah as usual. Had this kind of amazing race where the clues were lame. Hahha. But I like my current ustazah. She plans this enggaging lessons where its not only reading and learning from textbooks and worksheets. She also has this funny way of talking where she talks Malay but with the 'I,I,U,U' and all. English die,,, FOOOOHHH! Power dokk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Contradicting become Condricting. *LMAO*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then at night, met Loverboy for awhile and went to Vivo to get stuffs. Bumped into LJS guy at the escalators. Stared at him blankly with that i've-seen-u-somewhere-but-can't-remember expression for around 3 secs before realising it's him. So all I could do was just wave. Hmmm. It's like the 3rd time I've bumped into him. Fated agaknye. Hehh hehh. *shines a cheeky smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, now, here I am, with my homework not done yet. Maybe I'll just finish them tomorrow. Chatting with Nasy now. There's band besok. BAHHH! Penat. I'm feeling very sleepy now. And Loverboy has already gone of to lalaland at 0930 just now. Poor guy. Really tired I guess. I woke up earlier then him but I've still got a tiny bit of energy left in me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to sleep uh. Tetapi kerana kawanku yang sebok inginkan gambar, ku akan stay online untuk menghantarnya. Kerana ku sayangkan mu, Beng. Percayalah diriku ini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;WAHAHHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&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/35843202-3954242226266574123?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/3954242226266574123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=3954242226266574123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/3954242226266574123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/3954242226266574123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-goshh.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35843202.post-6694310667038688400</id><published>2008-02-28T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:09:41.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay. I'm feeling sleepy already. Mate dah kuyu. Syaitan sitting on my eye lids. Hahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just finished doing my profile so the blog's pretty much done. So this is it-I've made a comeback. But I doubt I'll be staying for long. Hehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Had band just now. Wasn't so tiring though. Had sectionals where I had to memorise my scores like real quick. Uurghh.. Too much info at one go lurr. Pening kepale. Didn't manage to finish memorising all so i had to bring home the file. My goal is to memorise everything by Sat or maybe next Tues. Hmm.. Did gimmicks and all so the knee bruises are back to stay. Hehh.. Dry-fit band tees? Can luhh. Tak cerewet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sat beside this campope guy in bus 33 just now with Nasy. Like eurasian, cocasion, salvation? Hahha. Sawry. Rhyming words were suddenly popping out in my mind. When I alighted, he looked out of the window and then,,,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;mata berjumpa mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;hati tersentuh jua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Weeewiitt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ber-feeling uh. Cannot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35843202-6694310667038688400?l=life-cartridges.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/feeds/6694310667038688400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35843202&amp;postID=6694310667038688400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/6694310667038688400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35843202/posts/default/6694310667038688400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-cartridges.blogspot.com/2008/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Lojiee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07621598163831702162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
