<?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-8285723</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:31:26.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preity_aZuWa</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm not a perfect person
As many things I wish I didn't do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know
I've found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285723.post-113310146942270309</id><published>2005-11-27T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:24:29.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wah!!! Its a long time i last update my blog... haizzz... there's alot of change i can here and there.... and my mind was rotten... hehehe now at least im here.... well, drop by some of my friends blog etc... wow so fun... and guyz i just wanna tell you tat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really enjoy my friendship peroid with you guyz... being honoured to have you guys around me... when times in up and down.... and not to forget my memories me with Hazwani.... hehehe realli miss that.... not her only... With Marz.... Yamapi... countless i will be to lis all the names here.... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Happiness is now on my side this time... throwing all the bad...sad... hurtful experience memories way behind.... now here the new chapter of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;People busy with thier stuffs and not to forget what we had together to happy now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha no more ideas to wrote here. so shall let my life lead the way it is.... I love you guys alot... thanks for everything we had before till now. only GODS knows and blah...blah...blah... insyallah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;see you again somewhere anywhere anytime everytime...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-113310146942270309?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/113310146942270309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=113310146942270309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/113310146942270309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/113310146942270309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/11/wah-its-long-time-i-last-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111525923145301336</id><published>2005-05-05T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T10:13:51.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went Swimming and today I sleep like a _ _ _  in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm destroying the printer and i envy as i don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can go chalet hahaha..... but cannot overnite... sad sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    iskandar is mad rite now so do  i..... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; happy i update my blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111525923145301336?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111525923145301336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111525923145301336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111525923145301336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111525923145301336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/05/yesterday-i-went-swimming-and-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111388648574976596</id><published>2005-04-19T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T12:54:45.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time Check: It's 12:30pm sharp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a letter of debarment.... I been debar for my E-Business Project Module....which is 85%.... I need to fill up the Debarment Appeal Form by today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Appeal Form:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/preity_azuwa/Debarmentletter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've submitted the form... Please pray for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, My darling down again... I feel like crying... I dunno when can i get it fix... I so sad... I really need you, my darling... as you hold back my taskline. Gosh!! Lots of things to do and now you are sick... haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111388648574976596?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111388648574976596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111388648574976596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111388648574976596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111388648574976596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-check-its-1230pm-sharp-received.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111336782531671003</id><published>2005-04-13T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T12:50:25.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha.... Too buzy for the preparation which commencing tis saturday and my work... aaahhhhh..... cant wait for the Saturday Event.... lots Of people there... haha Im sure it will be so fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my fellow friends.... Dont forget you guys got a DATE with ME alrite? I'll wait ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after next week, I sure I will update as there will be lots of stuffs interesting happened... so Stay TUNE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to say anymore... I'm so blank!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of some laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/preity_azuwa/niece.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111336782531671003?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111336782531671003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111336782531671003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111336782531671003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111336782531671003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111228486702165842</id><published>2005-03-31T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:01:07.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorie to those peoples i hurt... For the time moment, I cant reverse my own feelings to other direction... If I do, Im sure it's hurt both parties unintentionally... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still the old same Azuwa... who is craving for LOVE... though there's a new arrears... haha the funniest things is that * my freinds called my becoming "MINAHS" hahaha you know who you are... hahaha after I heard that you guys are trying to say... I already laughing like a silly mad dog... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME? becoming MINAHS? I dont think so!! I didnt feel any offended things you say... You know me better right? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that in myself in me...I have already a uncountable mood swings in me... hee.. As and when... the mood changed from one to other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, sometimes you wont ever get to see the in one side... Every Human Being has their own attitude's history... so do I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapping- crapping... azuwa is crapping... hahaha i ends here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111228486702165842?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111228486702165842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111228486702165842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111228486702165842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111228486702165842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/sorie-to-those-peoples-i-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111228257550238056</id><published>2005-03-31T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:22:55.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/preity_azuwa/small1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/preity_azuwa/small4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111228257550238056?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111228257550238056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111228257550238056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111228257550238056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111228257550238056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111203113327490266</id><published>2005-03-29T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T01:32:13.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My life is so miserable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must people make my life so miserable... I cant stand it man... damn it!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wants me to do this... that... but you yourself only order people.... Love to left things halfway and make me do all the work... NABEH ar.... You think You only know TIRED is it?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAmn iT!!! idiotics!! StupID!! EEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee geram nyer.... macam nk sepak sepak jer.... jambak jambak rambut dier... eee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like jump down from 24th Storey sey.... geram.... i reali hate this feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mood turning on and off again... i dunno why... I feel so sickening... Life wasnt fair to me... took my loved one away... and left unwanted to me... what's all this means to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all worthless... Why cant I be happy like others? Why must i suffered all this... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more i grown up, the more problems i need to faced... one after another....&lt;br /&gt;PLEase help me get out of here.... making me go NUTS..... I cant bear with this type of nonsense anymore... Get this stupid damn feelings out of me right away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111203113327490266?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111203113327490266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111203113327490266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111203113327490266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111203113327490266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-life-is-so-miserable-why-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111195047597689622</id><published>2005-03-28T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T03:09:44.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those times we spent together... will come to end!! I mean.. left few more months that we should treasure our friendship.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really amazing when strangers become friends... But it's sad  when friends became strangers.....Hope it wont happen to us... for i'll surely be....you will missing me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111195047597689622?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111195047597689622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111195047597689622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111195047597689622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111195047597689622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/those-times-we-spent-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111194987650767100</id><published>2005-03-28T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T02:57:56.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at this lyrics.... I donno why i reali envy about this lyrics so much... It's what i feel ar... To some people, this song is not nice and blah blah... But to me, i dunno what to say but realli left me a marked in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truth Is &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from: Fantasia Barrino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/preity_azuwa/fantasiabarrino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Oh Ah Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;Ran into an old friend yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Caught me by surprise when he called my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a familiar face, from a chapter in my past&lt;br /&gt;Talked for a while, I smiled and then&lt;br /&gt;Said that he was seeing somebody and&lt;br /&gt;Told me this was gonna last&lt;br /&gt;Showing me her photograph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;And all the feelings I thought were gone&lt;br /&gt;Came rushing back to me at once&lt;br /&gt;Tried to smile and hide the way I felt&lt;br /&gt;But I was thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) Wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And it's killing me cuz now I know&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;We reminisce on the way things used to be&lt;br /&gt;Shed a couple laughs, shed some memories&lt;br /&gt;Talked about the things that changed&lt;br /&gt;Some for good and some for bad&lt;br /&gt;Then he said good-bye and he paid for brunch&lt;br /&gt;Promised that we'd always keep in touch&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed my bags and grabbed my furs, walked away and that was that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook]&lt;br /&gt;And all the feelings I thought were gone&lt;br /&gt;Came rushing back to me at once&lt;br /&gt;Tried to smile and hide the way I felt&lt;br /&gt;But I was thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) Wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And it's killing me cuz now I know&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Now the truth is it hurts but I that the fault mines&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I let him go&lt;br /&gt;Tried to get over it but it's messed up he's not mine (Because I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) Wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And it's killing me cuz now I know&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) Wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And it's killing me cuz now I know&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) And when it's all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta be honest, I guess, I-I guess, I'm still in love, in love, in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's reali inspirate me alot... and that also what i feel... my heart wont change...&lt;div 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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-8285723.post-111190660334634090</id><published>2005-03-27T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T14:56:43.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Holiday Vacation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though having Holiday... the feelings... the mood of holiday... wasnt there at all!! Didnt get to aniway expect working in the evening... aaaawww... tiring... but still fun, enjoyable... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to go Johor... there's a few list i craving for dere. But since they cant... maybe a next time then... But I really wanted to go dere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why i too lazy to write.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe due to my stresses people put on me... dont this lah... dont that lah... as if i still a little kids... I know what i shouldnt do and should do... have fate in me, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like people stop me from eating from chocolates....i realli dont like unless it's my parents or my relatives... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i were to have any boyfriends....they have no rights to stop me... from eating it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!!!! IT'S MY LIFE !!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111190660334634090?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111190660334634090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111190660334634090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111190660334634090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111190660334634090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/holiday-vacation-though-having-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111177251193519312</id><published>2005-03-26T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T12:38:52.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prank Games&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must I faced all those things? Is it the pay-off for me for what I done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only left that to &lt;em&gt;Allah&lt;/em&gt;... Im crying like hell after I heard what happened to u... and it's just wasted... It's ALLLLLL &lt;strong&gt;PrAAAAnk&lt;/strong&gt;... created by u.. you yuourself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you play this type of Prank with me? It's about life and death... got a cheek to play it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this?? how do you feel? HAppy? FUN or NOT??? Maybe I wont say anything to you... it's better i get LOST from your WORLD of FANTASY.... Is that what you want right? so be it then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say dont ever forgive that person, but deep in me, who am I to not forgiving umat nyer... everyone make mistakes... includes me... Im not a great person who can not forgive someone who has done something wrong... I wont say anything, but i can only forgive but not to forget what had happened between us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dearest Ismail, ismail.... thanks for being there on that period of time that i need someone to talk to... you lend your shoulder for me to cry on... so thank you... and now after i talk to you... I got back my senses of thiking... thks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what i wrote here, i just letting out and the satisfaction of what i gone thru. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mood Swing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very strange feelings i had in the day... feeling so "multi stupid" in one go.. irritating... sickening... angry... sad... blah blah blah.... thats what i basically feel ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to prevent from vending to others that is near.... I could rather keep myself SHut... Let my own to cool down. dont ask anything... let me find my soul first before you want to ask... if not, maybe i dont want to serve you. hahha *think customer is it* muahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;another problem faced&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh... another problem will occur... I dont want to involved myself with other please.... i dont to think any of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111177251193519312?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111177251193519312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111177251193519312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111177251193519312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111177251193519312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/prank-games-why-must-i-faced-all-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111143321013345836</id><published>2005-03-22T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T12:26:59.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Love Line&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so secretive with me? Even your name you wont tell me what is this??? nonsense rite... I dunno where i stand...As time goes by, the feelings cherish in me.... and when it grows.... so hurt me alot... I dunno why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am gonna range you or to analyze you if you yourselves not giving me a very basical profile of you... You tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a test for me.... though I didnt even tell you what i feel.... but its like you are pay-off the sin that i do... Must i suffer to have a relationship??? No rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u tend to cry or feel jealous.... a biggest SHHHIIIIITTTT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I critizes me upside down... like a useless bia-cth.... I dunno sey what to say... U say Im one of the bia-cth girl in the world. I feel offended... You say a girl like me can easily find a guy by just smile to a person... what the hack!! As if i dont have a damn feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's my fault too playing with your feelings. and im sorry i didnt meant to hurt you. And now you are trying to win me back.... wat shit is this... after all your vulgurity you throw at me.... shit ar.... and now you wanna sayang sayang me.... get lost... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that you even range like the outside girls... nie blom lagi dpat tau.... kalo da, mcm ne nie?? aper2 you bole ckp sesuka hati you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i talk to you, i feel like banging on the wall... I realli hurts me alot.... What can i do, Just bust with tears.... If you cant accept me what i am... so just go.... dont ever look back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun mind your age.... ur looks.... but your heart... How can a person change thier feelings to another just a few seconds and weeks??? I takes time my dear.... arrrrr whatever la.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Life...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never be fair to me... never fair with me.... what I like will always not be mine.... and i hate that.... I dunno why every night there's a tears in my eyes and i cant find reason to it.... why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel hurt.... I cant think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ends here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111143321013345836?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111143321013345836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111143321013345836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111143321013345836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111143321013345836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-line-why-are-you-so-secretive.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111102455697004300</id><published>2005-03-17T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T13:50:11.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He's still not recovering from his sickness. it takes time to cure.... i think a month pluss... to completely well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a unknown feeling to understand myself... a bit strange, confusing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant think ar... I having a bad bad bad bad bad bad stomache.... crampz here and there.... gosh It so painful... Only gods knows how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling going home but i cant as later having my chapter 3 test and a briefing after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go... to the ladies soooooo urgent... &lt;strong&gt;interval....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111102455697004300?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111102455697004300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111102455697004300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111102455697004300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111102455697004300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/hes-still-not-recovering-from-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111086268911785244</id><published>2005-03-15T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T12:58:09.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im sorie... for not updating anymore.... the &lt;strong&gt;lazyiness covered entire me&lt;/strong&gt; during this month.... as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is down with&lt;strong&gt; fever&lt;/strong&gt;.... &lt;strong&gt;high fever&lt;/strong&gt;.... aaaawww.... I need to looked for a doctor... to cure him...as soon as possible... Pray for him k people.... You are the only person i Love currently... &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Miss you so Much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im in the Lab rushing to update this damn entry.... cause noting in mind now.... just wanna update....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im missing few of my friends.... especially  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TATA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..... long time didnt hear any news from you, my Loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary and Secondary having thier One week Holidays... and it makes all the transportation especially in morning... is very very extremely CLEAR.... but when comes to TOWN..... OH MY GOSH..... damn not CLEAR.... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;FULL with human Traffics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.... I dunno what to say animore.... i signed off here then... take care.... Oh ya!! welcomed to newbie to my blog.... I welcomed you with an open arm.... ya dont forget to tag ok at least i know you hopped here kkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chalo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111086268911785244?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111086268911785244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111086268911785244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111086268911785244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111086268911785244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-sorie.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111025673989257783</id><published>2005-03-08T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T12:38:59.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I came for only ERP lesson at 9.15am...  den had lunch in school with Papa, Olive, Marz, Huda.... Only Me and Olive eating... the rest are not... They had thiers ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, some of us went home and never come back again... only Papa and Olive went for the next lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Johor with Mum and Sista.... after walked around we deceided to hop at KFC.... &lt;div&gt;I was incredible shoock... of their menu.... they are selling the meals without drinks.... and we need to add RM 1.30 for the drink. damn rite.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say.... it's at MalaYsia... hahaha Cant expect much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent at least RM25.50 altogether.... so expensive.... and not nice.... much much better in Singapore...  nonsense....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing to update.... so stay tune for upcoming entry ok i ends here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111025673989257783?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111025673989257783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111025673989257783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111025673989257783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111025673989257783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/yesterday-i-came-for-only-erp-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-111025734806960864</id><published>2005-03-08T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T12:49:08.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If there's nothing missing in my LIFe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then WHY do these tears come at NIGHT!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat ini aku rindu, rindu pada senyuman seorang TEMAN&lt;/div&gt;yang kini nun jauh di perantauan meneruskan sisa-sisa perjuangan&lt;br /&gt;Mencurah bakti kepada anak bangsa demi sebuah kehidupan yang gemilang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih terngiang-ngiang lagi di telingaku suaramu nan girang&lt;br /&gt;gelak tawamu yang rancak menghangatkan suasana&lt;br /&gt;menghiburkan hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun kini jarak dan waktu telah mencemburui kita&lt;br /&gt;Memisahkan kita di dua dunia yang berbeza&lt;br /&gt;melontarkan kau jauh di sana dan menyisihkan aku di sini&lt;br /&gt;bersama kenangan semalam yang kau tinggalkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguh nya TEMAN hadirmu membawa seribu pengertian&lt;br /&gt;Membakar jiwa yang gersang dalam perjuangan meniti kejayaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semoga hidupmu TEMAN dipenuhi kejayaan dikelilingi kegembiraan membawa seribu pergertian yang abadi......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-111025734806960864?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/111025734806960864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=111025734806960864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111025734806960864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/111025734806960864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-theres-nothing-missing-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110990118285148705</id><published>2005-03-04T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T09:53:02.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometime you tend to fall for someone who just known... some cause of thier apprearance.... their behaviour towards yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ever get too attracted to them easily.... cause you never know the other party's feelings towards you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they just being a friends to you not more than that.. and yourself is the one who is feeling-feeling to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ever get it wrong okay!!. Maybe it's better to be just a normal friends as you can enjoy all types and different kinds of people companys.... It's  better still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for life partner is much tougher than you think... It's hard to find the type of person you want... but the one that we are not looking for come  first before the perfect one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It a test for you... so handle it with a wise thinking. Dont do the stupid things or you will regret later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be careful who you mixed with.. friend with.. Never know what's their intentions... especially for the girls.... beware okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living like this kind of life.... makes you feel so bored. You realiased that you ever tried to stay happy though deep in you, no one knows. So  tried to put a smile in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much of thinking too will destroy your happiness. affect your healthy thinking turns to negatives sides. so take things at a time then... but it's easy to say than to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to share your happiness with friends... but sometimes you realised that your friends  seems dont be bothered  about you... maybe that's only your thinking. But to them, you are important in thier life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they just show thiers? though you show enough. dont be selffish about this as times passby, you will regret if your friends no more in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question for you guys out there and tag your comment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean... if you did message a person, and his respond is just an answer to your question... like you type a veri long message but the person only just reply a word or two....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that the person  dont want to bother about chatting with you? or buzy? if it's for not always is okay right? But what if frequent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let you guys out there to think... and all your comments are really apreciated. Thank you. I end here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110990118285148705?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110990118285148705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110990118285148705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110990118285148705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110990118285148705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/sometime-you-tend-to-fall-for-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110982458569681304</id><published>2005-03-03T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T12:36:25.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It Hurts ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say I'm emotional.... Just say what ever you wanna say about me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or Am I the one who too emotional??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like this  feelings either!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why am I having this feelings!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm abit OKay readi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,  &lt;strong&gt;It's someone's BIRTHDAY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;misss ya lot lot&lt;/em&gt;... hahahahhaahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKE CARE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110982458569681304?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110982458569681304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110982458569681304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110982458569681304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110982458569681304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-hurts-ok-you-can-say-im-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110959422838504615</id><published>2005-02-28T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T20:37:08.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well... the time check: now it's 7.45 pm.... ME and ISKANDAR now in&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PART TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; class... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... so the havoc.... hahaha... I even make a friend named JEREMY hahaha... ganteng... hahhaha and Iskandar say Hashim is hensem... :D GOSH!!!... Know what... that HASHIM is SSOOOOO GATAL.... love to disturb GEERLS... EEEEEUUWWWWW......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were in the  E-COm lab 1... we felt that we were in the past 6 months hahahha having our 2nd year 1 semester WPB lesson... learning our so called the SQL Statement chapter... wow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bring up the ancient years hahaha... learning the &lt;cfloop&gt; blah blah blah... know who the lecturer???  It's MR FARIS.... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We desperately stay back as late as till 9pm to finished up what we have to... since MR FARIS willingly wanted to help us  with OPEN ARM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks TEacher....helped us eith our Project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;During the break&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME and ISKANDAR... the only team member who came for today... while ISMAIL and WANI.... have something on....  So we spent the whole 4 hour break doing the project... in the library.... first 2 hours we spent in the Library... den we try to contact anyone who could help us... that is MR FARIS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last he could solved the problem of us... and we continue the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the lesson finished me asked Iskandar to accompany me to LUCKY PLaza.... meetin gmy so called SISTA in LAW... hahahha we walked two big round wow i dunno ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ouh ok.... the class has ends..... It's only 8.30pm... hahhaha... i so bored to try tis entry.. cos the project getting hotter... wow!! check out with u later ok... bye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110959422838504615?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110959422838504615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110959422838504615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110959422838504615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110959422838504615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110930779494815632</id><published>2005-02-25T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T13:03:14.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yea... as usual a need to go for the assembly... I was on time... fffuuurrr.... rite after the assembly ends... we i meant... my classmates ALL went to canteen some had their breakfast and some jus accompanying ... hahhahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;while sitting and chatting, Crystal inform us that there's no EBP lesson for today cos Mr Kelvin is on MC... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends were like huh faces... and regretting of coming to school today... the first period is the EPB... so lame... jus came for the assembly... gosh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so we right away went to have our breakfast at Clementi Mc Donald... hahaha thought of enjoying the air-con dere... but still we feel the heat... the air-con is not cold... hate that... lucky not lots of people that time... so still can survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ismail had his hot fudge sundaes, Marz had her pancakes shared with Iskandar and hash brown, ice milo and coke... while Julz had a Big Breakfast meal... so tempting...  hahaha while me had my 25 cents ice cream and ice milo and wani had her only hash brown...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after eating, wani went home first... and followed by Marz and julz... went to marz's house to hang out and sleep2... left the old four person... hahaha consists of Me, Huda, Ismail and Iskandar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wen to put the laptop at Iskandar's house before proceeding to Lot 1 as Ismail wanted to bought a black waist band... and  bought one for myself too... its brown in color... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;kla i want to rest later going out to Suntec with my cuzzin, Pryncez.. take care guys... lurve u so much... bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110930779494815632?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110930779494815632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110930779494815632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110930779494815632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110930779494815632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110926140626827804</id><published>2005-02-24T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T00:18:27.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sad... Im not qualific to poly using ITEs name... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really hoping for it but failed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lecturer, Mr Alvin Chan... inform us certain things about our attendance... Assembly... and admission to poly....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;attendance? need to Buck up reali buck up... I got 83% for my EBP and ERP i doubt so...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Assembly? Realli NEED to attend... it's onli on friday.. yet cant come on time... But usually i do attend ok... dun get it wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poly???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY ONE Student from my class qualific to poly... that is Yong Soon... Congrats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither cant get the place nor the shortlist... It is ... TOO MANY student gets 3.something. I cant get cos my GPA points is ONLY 2.696.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though cant use ITE name to enter poly... we can still apply in the open poly... which will competing with the 'O' Levels students ar... :(  so sian lei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I can onli enroll the next year... aaawww... need to wait for 6 months i guess.. but 1st thing 1st... I wanted to earned money during my vacation... b4 continue my studies again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long long time I last met my beloved &lt;strong&gt;ITA&lt;/strong&gt;... and &lt;strong&gt;TEAM&lt;/strong&gt;... I noe you guys are busy with ur schools and ur NS... I realli HOPED that U guys stayed happy always... and always take care of urself.... U guys were always in my heart.... though we jus a phone call away... the freindship that we had built were always in my heart... even though we are apart...somehow... we were always meet again in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea... tis come 27 Feb... me and my frenz going to the ITE's Open House... cool I cant wait for that day... Really looked forward for that.. hope our plans to go dere... is confirm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go the SImei ITE... Regional Campus... Huge... and i think It still cant finish to walk whole one day... perhaps two to three days i guess... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mission to go dere is to see the campus and activities... and oso to meet my FAvourite lecturer, Mr Anthony Cruz Revecho... I miss him so much... it's a lost of not having u ard us here in Clementi... I miss ur Jokes... Ur Voice... Ur siow2 behaviour... I miss ALL abt U... better rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kla... yesterday... I went to swim with my friends again as usual... den do projects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after school jus now... meet my mum and aunt at Bukit Timah Shp Ctr... hahaha... Cant tell u wat i do dere... It's a secret ok... dem last min meet Papa and Pak Mail at Civics Ctr at Woodlands lib.. to finish up our project... but stilll in pending.... the project were never ending ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kla i ends here ar.. I feel tired and body is aching... and my stomache feeling upset... hahaha... I wan to take an early sleep... *time check* it's 12.10 in the morn... and tis u call early sleep? hahaha Lame... I ends here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110926140626827804?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110926140626827804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110926140626827804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110926140626827804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110926140626827804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110917750819776498</id><published>2005-02-23T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T01:04:31.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fixing a broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;there was something to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;the day she left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;just filled a suitcase full of regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I held a taxi in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;looking for someplace to ease the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Then like an answered prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I turned around and found u there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;you really know where to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;fixing a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;you really know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;your emotional tools can cure any fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;whose dreams have fallen apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;fixing a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Now I don't understand what I'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;there must be a plan that lead me to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;because the hurt just disappeares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;in every moment that you are near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Just like an answered prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;you made the loneliness easy to bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;You really know where to start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;fixing my broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;you really know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;your emotional tools can cure any fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;whose dreams have fallen apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;fixing a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Surely the wind will stop falling baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;and I'll forget the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;cuz here we are at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;you really know where to start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;fixing a broken heartyou really know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;your emotional tools can cure any fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;whose dreams have fallen apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fixing a broken heart... fixing a broken heart&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/8285723-110917750819776498?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110917750819776498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110917750819776498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110917750819776498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110917750819776498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/fixing-broken-heart.html' title='Fixing a broken heart'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110883010164476085</id><published>2005-02-20T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T00:21:41.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where were you, my ALL FRIENDS????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When i really needed you with my troubles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I juz need a LITTLE PAIRS OF EARS... NOT UR MONEY OR UR HARTA....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A LITTLE PAIRS OF EARS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... to listen to my troubles....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;WHERE ARE YOU???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;iM sad... You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wasnt there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me.... but nvm ar... I noe you guys too have ur &lt;strong&gt;own Life to lead on&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nvm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUZ LEAVE ME ALONE THEN.... DUN COME... PLEASE DUN COME....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110883010164476085?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110883010164476085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110883010164476085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110883010164476085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110883010164476085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/where-were-you-my-all-friendswhen-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110882849908468732</id><published>2005-02-19T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:59:17.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im SICK OF YOU... YOU... YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that U &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;print my photo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... eee... you making me &lt;strong&gt;BOILED &lt;/strong&gt;orite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I gonna make u leave? The more u talk... the more hatred I felt towards u... I dunno why!! I'm sorie but thats wat I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOu are a&lt;strong&gt; very paranoid&lt;/strong&gt; person... cant u understand wat I say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I say, I DUN WAN... I meant it... and please... please... please... Try to respect my decision will you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were&lt;strong&gt; OK at 1st...&lt;/strong&gt; after sometime, not becoming good... but becoming &lt;strong&gt;WORSE&lt;/strong&gt;... Im sorie to say tis ar... Tis is wat I felt again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;STOP PESTERING ME, CAN??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dun like people force me doing wat I dont.... I beg you... Stop this game with me... please... before it go far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You 'r &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;MATURE&lt;/strong&gt; enuf to think what's &lt;strong&gt;GOOD&lt;/strong&gt; and what's &lt;strong&gt;BAD&lt;/strong&gt;.... Cant u enuf haf brain to think that...It's wrong to force people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't u just stop that... I hate that 100%ly... please... and ur jokes are lame... damn lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELP ME... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM in DEEP TROUBLE HERE!!!!... ANYONE???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HELP ME!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HELP ME OUT OF THE CONFUSION.... PLEase....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110882849908468732?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110882849908468732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110882849908468732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110882849908468732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110882849908468732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-sick-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110873078170229729</id><published>2005-02-18T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T20:46:21.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I realli got nothing to update this past few days... though I went out alot i can say... heee... its not interesting enuf ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110873078170229729?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110873078170229729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110873078170229729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110873078170229729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110873078170229729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-realli-got-nothing-to-update-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110856236271026435</id><published>2005-02-16T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:59:22.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Im BACK people.... from my vacation....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's been a veri &lt;strong&gt;wonderful &lt;/strong&gt;and a&lt;strong&gt; brand new life&lt;/strong&gt; for me ever since back from vacation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left all my&lt;strong&gt; problems and sorrow&lt;/strong&gt; dere... even the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IMPORTANT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;things i shouldnt but i did... hahaha... damn... I forgot everything and came back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is like a &lt;strong&gt;new born life &lt;/strong&gt;for me... since I decided to go for vacation at least &lt;em&gt;4 days&lt;/em&gt;... and &lt;strong&gt;SKIPPED&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL LESSONS&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Leaving all my &lt;strong&gt;valued friends&lt;/strong&gt; here, &lt;em&gt;unnotice&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; shock&lt;/em&gt; of my behaviour... &lt;strong&gt;IM SORRY&lt;/strong&gt;... Maybe it's better for me to be like this... as I wont want to drag u guys along with my problems.. &lt;strong&gt;IM SORRY&lt;/strong&gt; once again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realli glad that all my valued friends.... do&lt;strong&gt; CARE&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;CONCERN&lt;/strong&gt;... hahaha. I felt so&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; lucky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to have u guys ard me...&lt;strong&gt; thanks so much&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt;.... a special day for couples to exchange gifts and show the love to the loved one... tHOUGH some are single, doesnt mean they cant go out and exchange gifts to their beloved friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even I on my vacation during Valentine's Day... yet I received gifts too... I was &lt;strong&gt;soo happy&lt;/strong&gt;... hahahha dun get it wrong.... it's my cuzzin brother u gave it to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noting much ar actualli... but the thoughts that counts rite? a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;little TWO round of Ferrero Rocher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... a &lt;strong&gt;little thing tooo brighten my day&lt;/strong&gt;... im so happy aniway... hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, hang on with two guy friend... as usual... the rest cant make it... got something on... meet up at 11am at Orchard Mrt Station... hahaha jus walk where our foot brings us at the same time, talk2 as if the world is ours... the whole journey we talked... what happened... and not excluding CRAPPING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole day walking and talking... we dispersed and I went to pay a visit my FAV uncle who jus discharged from Hospital... that's all... I ends here.. stay tune my upcoming entries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110856236271026435?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110856236271026435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110856236271026435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110856236271026435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110856236271026435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-back-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110823100277681568</id><published>2005-02-13T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T01:59:22.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im in&lt;strong&gt; no mood&lt;/strong&gt; i dunno why... why are people in this world... ignore my messages??? why? what did i do?? are you offended people???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont say &lt;strong&gt;WHO WHO WHO WHO&lt;/strong&gt;... You know urself... I wont ever mention the names.... it doesnt mean handphone messages onli ok... there's others too dun get it wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving me a few questions to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im the one who tooo sensitive ar... that's not the onli point that makes me in No Mood... there's others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this when all comes in one Shot... i hate that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very useless idoitic of me... cant think of solutions to solve my own problems... It's u... ur life... just do what ever ur heart is saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;its easy to say than done&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's cool and a brilliant idea for me to go for a vacation during this period of time... so take care my fellow friends... and cuzzinz... and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a veri &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;VALENTINES'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;people.... &lt;strong&gt;enjoy urselves&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;peace upon u&lt;/strong&gt;... bye &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110823100277681568?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110823100277681568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110823100277681568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110823100277681568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110823100277681568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-in-no-mood-i-dunno-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110809916354780765</id><published>2005-02-11T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T13:27:32.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Spend my holidays on swiming... hahahaha.... and now Im TAN... dark i can say... and now the skins satred peeling off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually went swimming at complex but this time NOPE... at a private house.. a banglo pool... wow... so incredibly fun... at SUNSET Ave... thought going again tomorrow but haven confirm yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Friday, supposely I have to come to school...but Im not... cos I dun feel to go... I dunno... slacking even more... in no mood to go school... feeling to be alone at home... alone.. alone... aaaaaaaaahhhhh.... Im DEPRESSED... shit i dunno why... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Past few weeks, i feeling like this a piece of shit... shit... damn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I agreed to my friend....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREINDS COME AND GO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood to type anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110809916354780765?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110809916354780765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110809916354780765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110809916354780765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110809916354780765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/spend-my-holidays-on-swiming.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110809729263797740</id><published>2005-02-11T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T13:29:24.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEDICATE this to My Beloved... the onlY....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingat ku Dalam Doa mu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ada sesuatu ingin&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;kukatakan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kuharap engkau dapat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mengertikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selama ini &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dirimu kusayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walaupun kau tidak percaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tak guna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;aku memaksa dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Untuk&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;percaya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; segala &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kiranya engkau&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;fahami&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;hatiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tentunya kau akan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;menyedari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku merasa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sungguh indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bersamamu &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tiap waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kita ber&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mesra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;marah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dan&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rajuk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dan&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;rindu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walaupun kita&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pernah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; merasa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;terluka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;terkilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Namun &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hatiku masih menyintaimu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sayang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alangkah&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;indah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kehidupan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seandai&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;engkau terus bersamaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiranya aku menyinggung hatimu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maafkan diriku... oh sayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku merasa &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sungguh indah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bersamamu &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiap waktu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kita ber&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mesra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rajuk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dan&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; rindu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walaupun kita &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pernah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;merasa&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;terluka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dan &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;terkilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Namun &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hatiku masih menyintaimu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... sayang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alangkah &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indah kehidupan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seandai &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;engkau terus bersamaku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiranya aku menyinggung hatimu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maafkan diriku... oh sayang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andainya aku hilang di matamu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingatku dalam doamu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110809729263797740?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110809729263797740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110809729263797740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110809729263797740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110809729263797740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/dedicate-this-to-my-beloved.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110787590408239002</id><published>2005-02-08T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T23:06:10.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To the CHINESE in Singapore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to wish u guys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;JUst now, I didnt went to school at all... cos today is Half-day finished school at 12... but tooo lazy and decided not to come. Instead of that, I went out with my two guy friends to ICA Building to collect passport... it takes us 15mins onli thats fast u noe... muahaha.... planned to go beach rd to have our lunch dere... but went to my brother's workplace to passed something... den headed to Marina shopping Cntr... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking, we had our Ice-cream... in the hot sun... cool it makes us cool hahaha *lame* and Ismail and shukri, my x-greenridge schmate, got a stain from the eating ice-cream but Ismail the worst on ar... stain in his shirt and his hands eeewww.... muahahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;another frind of mine keeps himself so silent the whole journey... I dunno what wronged with him... there's something borthering him... the whole day he didnt talk... nvm... jus it be ar... WHo am I to BE SOOOOOO KEPOOOO.... It's his LIFE rite... and tried to concerned towards him but i dunno y nvm ar... forget it la... dun talk abt it ar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let's change topic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out from home at 9.30 in the morn.... till 7.00 in the evening... spend the whole day out wow.... and it's soooo tiring yet fun walking and i dunno....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the outing.... I was continuosly dehydrated... eventhough i have my drinks but a few mins later.. I thirsty agian and agian... gosh.... I dunno y ar... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to think abt the red light, it's not the time... maybe sooner or later... and my mood is up and down.. like stocks exchange in market street... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Unexpected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, we was mistaken abt this cafe club... didnt noe that it's like restaurant... cos it's name is "coffee club" at raffles... and it turned up to like a restaurant that u need to wait to be seated... coz noe y... we were like searching round to seat and have a drinks... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and end up we sneack out of the coffee club... after we seated and realised that there's a service tax and we didnt have LOADS of money now.... runnedup of cashh... and got a cheeck to have a drinks in the restaurants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paisey thing that happened to me... unforgetable ar... so funny sey.... and all the places we closed due to the chinese new year eve... so they closed early for the lunar dinner together.. hahhahha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and still the tiredness of the wholeday out... havent relief... i realli need a rest especially my long long long walk for my foot...and i had blister all over my both foot... eeeeeee.... i hate it.... hate it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110787590408239002?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110787590408239002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110787590408239002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110787590408239002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110787590408239002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinese-new-year-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110787337094834374</id><published>2005-02-08T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T22:49:44.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helo... nowadays... &lt;strong&gt;my mind not in peace&lt;/strong&gt;... i dunno y... realli &lt;strong&gt;distracting&lt;/strong&gt; even though I put &lt;strong&gt;a smile&lt;/strong&gt; in my&lt;strong&gt; face&lt;/strong&gt;... tried to get it &lt;strong&gt;off &lt;/strong&gt;my mind but&lt;strong&gt; failed&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;em&gt;the more i tried the more it be in my mind&lt;/em&gt;... eeeee.... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;strong&gt; sweet&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;sweetest memories &lt;/strong&gt;especially always playing in my mind... so nice to &lt;em&gt;flashback&lt;/em&gt; u noe... u could even laugh it out to myself for the&lt;strong&gt; stupid thing&lt;/strong&gt; that happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh YA... I wanted to conclude here that... all the &lt;strong&gt;crushes and admirers&lt;/strong&gt; i been saying this while... &lt;strong&gt;no longing&lt;/strong&gt; dere... i &lt;strong&gt;Trash&lt;/strong&gt; in the bin readi... maybe it's not a good way for me... &lt;strong&gt;no more crushes&lt;/strong&gt;... wanted to&lt;strong&gt; settle down&lt;/strong&gt; readi... only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; person &lt;strong&gt;SHOULD&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;MY HEART&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;looking&lt;/strong&gt; for a &lt;strong&gt;perfect person&lt;/strong&gt; to share with my life... Im sure there is... &lt;em&gt;around me&lt;/em&gt;... and I should &lt;strong&gt;OPENED &lt;/strong&gt;my &lt;strong&gt;EYES WIDELY&lt;/strong&gt;... and &lt;strong&gt;welcomed with a warmed open ar&lt;/strong&gt;m... &lt;strong&gt;BE MY GUEST&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to have a POSITIVE THINKING WAY in what ever occurs in the future, Insyallah... I want YOU.... YOU.... YOU.... please give a chance to prove myself people... I too want a Better life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote I received from a friend of mine, so meaningful.. and i guess it should applies to me too... and better take it in mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a few dreams... some part are BAD i can say, being chasing by a bangladesh.. muahahha... mostly with friends.... with the only person I had feeling now... *like real*... etc... GOod one... ok la can say too... but cant think any at this moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ends here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110787337094834374?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110787337094834374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110787337094834374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110787337094834374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110787337094834374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/helo.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110768932710050044</id><published>2005-02-06T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T19:34:02.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sorie busy these few days... helping out my mum in the kitchen... neverending kitchen... eeewwww... well... just to recalled what happened this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im up with NEW style... hair look... noting much on Tuesday... but had fun during SW lesson, playing Table Tennis with my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEdnesday, I went swimming again but this time round with my friends hahaha and been informed that IMK lesson cancelled hehehehe huray... so there's no need to go school for that day... den after swimming... went to have our lunch at LONG JOHN SILVER at IMM.. and the Manager were like eeewwww... dunno what to say... trying to make some jokes with me BUT his jokes wasnt FUNNY all... muahahaha LAME Manager eeeee..... in the nite, got ngaji, at first it flows veri well but den I got stuck in this one ayat... i dunno y so hard for me to say it out loud... need to repeat again next week... *trained hard 4 it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, I hurt my friend's feeling without noticing it... and im reali feel sorry for my poor friend. hehehehe. After school met JAJA at BP Plaza with her mum &amp;amp; little sista... and her MUM say IM FAT... hahahah SHe never go work... SO LAZY.... hahha aniwae she's sick... den she accompanied me to TEN MILE JUNCTION, SHENG SIONG... mum ar asked me to buy a packet of red plastic... lame huh... followed me home... talk2... played computer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.... so fun school finished at 10.15am... after school, went out with them to BUGIS JUNCTON... all vote out the VILLAGE... hahaha HOT tats y... walked2 up and down... go left... go right.... everwher... covered whole JUNCTION hahha... Just window shopping... hehhe all BUDGET ar... after ttiring walked, went to chill at MC D had our Ice cream cone it's on me... *GOOD azuwa* den we still hungry but we head to OLD CHUNG KEE 4 food... instead of buying dere, I bought potato wedges and cheese fries at KFC next door... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wants a gift for valentine's day... a special one... Onli one thing i want... but im not too sure if &lt;strong&gt;I CAN HAVE IT OR NOT&lt;/strong&gt;.... Confused!! I noe u guys wont agreed with me if I said tis... but &lt;strong&gt;STILL I WANT THAT OK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the Saturday, stayed home the whole day... and SUnday, out with TEAM... to Ten Mile Junction den to BP Plaza... accompanied him buy some stuffs for himself and at the same time I got OUT from my HS.... hehehe den after tat I update this entry.... hahahaha I ends here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110768932710050044?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110768932710050044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110768932710050044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110768932710050044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110768932710050044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/sorie-busy-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110751584152867378</id><published>2005-02-04T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T19:17:21.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So simple, yet so complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So weak, yet so powerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So confusing, yet so desirable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; So damning, yet so wonderful...&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/8285723-110751584152867378?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110751584152867378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110751584152867378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110751584152867378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110751584152867378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-simple-yet-so-complexso-weak-yet-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110748141109076638</id><published>2005-02-04T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T09:56:23.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VALENTINE'S GIFT....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im waiting... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANYONE??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want!!!&lt;/p&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/8285723-110748141109076638?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110748141109076638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110748141109076638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110748141109076638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110748141109076638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-want-valentines-gift.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110742938176728865</id><published>2005-02-03T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T08:33:45.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM SORIE IF I HURT U BY MY WORDS... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DUN MEANT IT REALLI &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;DUN MEANT IT..&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some of what I say... It's not a mean way... Some meant to be JOKES... and some is serious... YOU noe better what im saying ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I loves to hang around with you.... DOO u know that?? To maintain a friendship... is abit taough i can say... But To understand friends... Give and Take... Forgive and Forget... is part of the friendship....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;pepatah bahasa berkata..... "bagai kan langit di langitan... bagai laut dilautan...." muahahha craps... wat ever it is, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im SOrry...&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/8285723-110742938176728865?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110742938176728865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110742938176728865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110742938176728865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110742938176728865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-sorie-if-i-hurt-u-by-my-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110715879556595428</id><published>2005-01-31T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T22:31:16.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im up with a new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hair Style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;muahahahhahahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bye &lt;/strong&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;JANUARY&lt;/strong&gt; 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;say&lt;strong&gt; HI &lt;/strong&gt;to&lt;strong&gt; FEBRUARY&lt;/strong&gt; 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110715879556595428?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110715879556595428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110715879556595428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110715879556595428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110715879556595428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-up-with-new-hair-style.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110708432533611708</id><published>2005-01-30T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:30:21.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At my cuzzin berpdae, AISYAH... Prynces and ME got to be MC-of-the-day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first kinda weird, coz never been in that position... it takes a while ar... hehhe.. and organizer for games and the planner of the party... wow!! so cool... LUCKY me got Prynces with me for today. thks alot BABE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... supposely, the party starts at 1pm... arrival of guests to be seated...not all came... but still we have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the games at ard 1.40pm... gather everyone and instructs them wat to do... hahaha.. the list of games that have been played: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Squirrel in the House&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Body Scissors, Paper, Stone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;forget wat game, sori&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PingPong Ball on the Spoon, Jelly in the Flour(mixed)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stamp the Balloon &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;so fun.... got to see all the faces with flour, the attacking but looks like dancing section.. different type of style...some scared of losing... hahahaha... so funny...even the adults involved in the games... cool so sporting... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyable and end of the day.... all gets a presents to bring home... hahaha.... so tired Im getting some rest ok.... bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110708432533611708?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110708432533611708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110708432533611708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110708432533611708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110708432533611708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/at-my-cuzzin-berpdae-aisyah.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110708321735694157</id><published>2005-01-30T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:34:47.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I so feeling&lt;em&gt; sad&lt;/em&gt;.. I dunno&lt;strong&gt; why&lt;/strong&gt; after I hear from &lt;strong&gt;this person&lt;/strong&gt;... whom &lt;em&gt;I like quite &lt;/em&gt;sometime back...&lt;strong&gt; I noe who am I&lt;/strong&gt;.... to &lt;strong&gt;LIke YOU&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liKe my friend say..." &lt;strong&gt;I noe where I stand&lt;/strong&gt;"... it's like a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"LOVE TRIANGLE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;em&gt;example&lt;/em&gt; you like tis person "A" and this person "A" likes this person "B" and it goes like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after knowing that the &lt;strong&gt;person u love&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;loves &lt;/strong&gt;or &lt;strong&gt;get to know another person, liking other person&lt;/strong&gt;... It feels like u realli a &lt;strong&gt;piece of rubbish&lt;/strong&gt; that readi to be &lt;strong&gt;thrown away.&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so &lt;strong&gt;hurtful&lt;/strong&gt;... at the same time, U try &lt;strong&gt;not to show&lt;/strong&gt; them... &lt;strong&gt;What u feel&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;How it hurts u&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;How terribly ur love is&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;How much u care abt them&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u will never &lt;strong&gt;KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;... wat they are thinking... unless by showing their &lt;strong&gt;behaviours&lt;/strong&gt;... their &lt;strong&gt;replys&lt;/strong&gt;... their &lt;strong&gt;gestures&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;em&gt;blah blah blah&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to &lt;strong&gt;safe &lt;/strong&gt;thier&lt;strong&gt; friendshipness&lt;/strong&gt;... they &lt;strong&gt;TEND&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;HIDE&lt;/strong&gt; from the &lt;strong&gt;TRUTH&lt;/strong&gt;..... try their best to put thier self to &lt;strong&gt;KEEP COOL&lt;/strong&gt; abt it...and &lt;em&gt;treat noting happened&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so &lt;strong&gt;pathetic&lt;/strong&gt;... sometimes  I feel like....It's &lt;strong&gt;better to keep ur feelings&lt;/strong&gt; rather than&lt;strong&gt; letting out ur feelings&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;try to run away &lt;/strong&gt;( &lt;em&gt;keep away&lt;/em&gt;) the feelings and &lt;strong&gt;not to believe&lt;/strong&gt; it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;strong&gt; truth&lt;/strong&gt; is&lt;strong&gt; HURTFULL&lt;/strong&gt;..... i noe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110708321735694157?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110708321735694157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110708321735694157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110708321735694157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110708321735694157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-so-feeling-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110708166224647392</id><published>2005-01-29T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:45:58.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with JaJa... her twin sista.... gives them some exposures to the WORLD... firstly went to TOWN... packed with HUMANS TRAFFICS.... gosh... I dun LOIKe!! making me boil in the head... jams there and dere... not onli hUMANs traffics but roads traffic too... so buzy...more and more people going down to TOWN... hahaha I almost forget that it's getting CHINESE NEW YEAR.. so people went for last minute shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even cant walk properly... so crowded.. some pushing each other to walk gosh... damn dun like... making me not in mood to walk... and pissed off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Far East looked2 for new slippers for JaJa... then to Heeren... to Centerpoint... Have to faced the crowds.... eeeeeeeee..... make me more boiling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looked around as quickly as possible...den off to BUGIS... Taking Bus 7 from orchard emboral... (i dunno la). thought after boarding the bus, it will be ok... but I was TOTALLY wronged... worst than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was standing near the exits and in front of me, two guys ar (ah beng) happily blocking other passengers to tap before thier exits.... cant they jus move aside abit... wahlau!!! making me damn pissed off... JaJa and Me were like cursing them up and down ar... and the drivers!! pissed me off again... and again.... noe that lots of people... at least tune the air-con down... so hot like u r in the oven... driver... driver.... cant u just put urselves in OUR shoes???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fet-up with some of the drivers nowdays... realli testing my patient... Reached at BUGIS, i felt relief that dere not realli sooo crowded as at TOWN... *change to normal mood* it's natural ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look for my cuzzin's gift for her while JaJa n sista bought a pair of slippers each... but the other one didnt manage to find any she likes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHile window-shopping the WHOLE Bugis Village... my phone rang.... and cant believe that it's my dearest TEAM... muahaha... It's been a long time I chat on phone... kinda happy ar... he suggesting to meet up somewhere... hahaha he coming down to Bugis... wow.... at last we get to meet up since quite a month 3 days past... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for him at Bugis taxi stands... I saw Umir and his friends... hahah reali shoocked ar... but he didnt recognised me as im in my TUDUNG... hahaha.. nvm... forget it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw Aidah and her boifren... talk2 for a while hahaha ... lots of x-schoolmate we saw since in Bus 190 to town. without realizing, TEAM stands infront of me... more shoock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my view, A great different in TEAM mayb due to his hair style... getting more &lt;strong&gt;younger&lt;/strong&gt; before he went NS... Much much more good looking... hhahahhaah :P talked and talked all the way... talked about NS LIFE.... HIS LIFE... and w/o telling miine, he alreadi noe... wow!! COOL huh... and keep saying that "He's an agent" so he noes everything w/o telling him...muahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the story... after Bugis, we walked down to Esplanade using short-cuts... passes marina shopping ctr. there, we dine-out our DINNER from BK and head to Esplanade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe what happened at Esplanade, in the middle of coffee club... in between them ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guys with tuxendo holding a bucket of flowers and a Banner laying flat on the ground... looking up to the 3rd level where it's an open air space... where a girl he noes stands... looking down...&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOOOOOOO RROOOMMMAAANNTIC....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; expressing the love there... it's so meaningful and the happiers day for that girl, i think... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wandering wats it wrote there in the banner... it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"WILL YOU MARRY ME?"&lt;/span&gt; aawww... so touching rite? Me too want like that... hahaha like expressing his love to me using a parachut or fireworks with meaningful words... hahahaha.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DREAM ON, PREITY_AZUWA&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue walking finding places to seat and had ur dinner peacefully... hahaha at the same time....&lt;em&gt; kill the birds in one stone&lt;/em&gt;... watching all kinds of people ard... laughing our heart out.... hahaha....finished then we went home... Suddenly wat a coincidence... saw my sista... in bus 700A and TEAM!! his face turned red after saw my sista... hahahhaah... shy2 onli.... always ask abt my sista... den saw her readi.. face turned red... shy2... elleh... muahahha... we despices back home (respectively)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110708166224647392?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110708166224647392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110708166224647392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110708166224647392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110708166224647392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/went-out-with-jaja.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110689898193428568</id><published>2005-01-28T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T15:56:21.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LIKE YOU....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dunno why...  maybe it's jus a crush  and tricks that my heart played&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110689898193428568?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110689898193428568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110689898193428568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110689898193428568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110689898193428568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110687552646915385</id><published>2005-01-28T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T09:25:26.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>drop or not to drop??? I still considering... I have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; subjects this semester and yesterday Mr Alvin informed us that If those who has &lt;strong&gt;more than 9 credits &lt;/strong&gt;for&lt;strong&gt; electives&lt;/strong&gt; can &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DROP&lt;/span&gt; the subject, &lt;strong&gt;IMK&lt;/strong&gt; which is &lt;strong&gt;INTERNET MARKETING&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; credits&lt;/strong&gt; for my electives, &lt;em&gt;Human Resource Adminstration &amp; Financial and Costing&lt;/em&gt;.... lucky me, I took more than 9 credits... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dunno ar... still under consideration....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;miss &lt;/span&gt;alot of&lt;strong&gt; people&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday... I dunno why all those feelings bombard me around...Is my feelings playing tricks with me? Why cant I make up my mind to one &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POSITIVE&lt;/span&gt; thinking? Is just a &lt;strong&gt;crush&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; rite? &lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;But it's good sometimes coz When I think abt it, it makes me sleep rather than i got noting to do... hahaha *lame azuwa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;strong&gt;aunty&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;BROther&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;SISter&lt;/strong&gt;... pestering me to &lt;strong&gt;work earned money&lt;/strong&gt;... So I can &lt;strong&gt;help&lt;/strong&gt; mum... so that she need not to work animore... haizzz.... but she just cant stop work for now as &lt;strong&gt;2nd BRO&lt;/strong&gt; is getting married so need more more money to prepare everything and some on standby stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun reali ready for &lt;strong&gt;WORKING LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;OH! please&lt;/strong&gt; let me decide wat best for me... it's for my own good rite? let me reconsider and reconsider again and again!! stop the crapz here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday helpped out my mum with &lt;strong&gt;pineapples&lt;/strong&gt;... she's making &lt;strong&gt;tart filling&lt;/strong&gt;  hahha for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask &lt;strong&gt;Uncle MAT&lt;/strong&gt; to look look at my computer.... my &lt;strong&gt;anti virus&lt;/strong&gt; not werking and lagging &lt;strong&gt;damn &lt;/strong&gt;lagging.... I thought asking him to reformat my comp but wait until it realli cant take it... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;kla i ends here tired ready to think... &lt;strong&gt;lots of thinking are to be done today!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110687552646915385?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110687552646915385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110687552646915385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110687552646915385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110687552646915385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/drop-or-not-to-drop-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110675402141025619</id><published>2005-01-26T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T21:02:15.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt; my lesson &lt;strong&gt;starts&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; in the &lt;strong&gt;afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;...and I woke up &lt;strong&gt;as early as&lt;/strong&gt; 7.30 in the morn. brush my teeth and washed my face... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt really bath hahaha... u were wandering where I'm heading to right? I went out from my house at &lt;strong&gt;8.15am&lt;/strong&gt; and take Bus no.&lt;strong&gt; 180&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;Jurong East&lt;/strong&gt;.. know where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for &lt;strong&gt;a swim&lt;/strong&gt; before I came to &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt;... at &lt;strong&gt;Jurong East Swimming Complex&lt;/strong&gt;.. haha... it's fun.. reached there at 9.00am.. I swam for &lt;strong&gt;2hours&lt;/strong&gt;. There were like no one there at the swimming complex... hahaha few peoples I can say. I even saw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALberix Niigata training&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha but I dun really bothered. straight to the entrances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entrance &lt;strong&gt;costs&lt;/strong&gt; me&lt;strong&gt; $0.80&lt;/strong&gt; since&lt;strong&gt; I'm still 18&lt;/strong&gt;... walked down the stair, headed to washroom to change into my swimwear.. haha &lt;em&gt;sexy liao&lt;/em&gt;... *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole swimming complex were &lt;strong&gt;like no body&lt;/strong&gt;.. and I assume that the &lt;strong&gt;whole complex&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;strong&gt;mine...&lt;/strong&gt; U can do what ever u want...&lt;strong&gt; no district&lt;/strong&gt;... the guards were like staying in one place and &lt;strong&gt;chit chatting&lt;/strong&gt; among them and some &lt;strong&gt;taking a nap&lt;/strong&gt;... as if &lt;strong&gt;no body business&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head to the &lt;strong&gt;adult pool&lt;/strong&gt;.... dip my body in the pool. so cold...and refreshing... once u are in, dun ever think of getting out... it's so cold.. as the &lt;strong&gt;wind breeze&lt;/strong&gt; in passed ur body...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after fews swims hahaha I thought of going to the&lt;strong&gt; jacuzzi&lt;/strong&gt;... I walked pass the &lt;strong&gt;children playground...&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;infant pool&lt;/strong&gt; but no sign of it...i forgotten where the place is... hahaha so preventing to feel much colder i jumped into the &lt;strong&gt;crazy pool...&lt;/strong&gt; go for half a round... coz i cant take it the water was so cold as i'm the onli who swim there hahaha managed to see&lt;strong&gt; rainbows&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;360 degree &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wow awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I saw the jacuzzi... the water was so warm..&lt;strong&gt; i loike...&lt;/strong&gt; but at the surface it's cold due to the wind... I even&lt;strong&gt; take a nap&lt;/strong&gt; in the jacuzzi... hahaha while waiting for time to passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the longer I stay in the water, the more cramps I get.. due to the wind... I even &lt;strong&gt;pretend2&lt;/strong&gt; to be a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;princess &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;taking a bath with&lt;strong&gt; dayang2&lt;/strong&gt; surround... hahaha (&lt;em&gt;dream azuwa)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swim and swim... at 11.00 i off the pool and went to change and go school.... while I was changing to prepare for school, My phone rang and it's &lt;strong&gt;MARZ&lt;/strong&gt;... asking me where am I? How I got to see them training? I told her that I at &lt;strong&gt;Jurong Stadium&lt;/strong&gt;... whether she wanna come down... and go to school together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;while attending&lt;/strong&gt; IMK lesson, my mind is &lt;strong&gt;all around&lt;/strong&gt;... no where to be found.. I didnt concentrate what Mr KElvin teaches us... but I played with handphones taking pictures, smsing, talking... and I even can stil smelled the smell of chlorine... I addicted to it... so nice... I can still feel floating in the pool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to conclude... I LOIKE SOMEONE... WHy? I dunno... Is the Feelings playing tricks on ME? or Is tat jus a Crush? The Whole day I was thinking abt him and waited for him... wat was that mean? Should I meet him? gosh... why is my heart making me confused of everthing? I should take it slow... ya take it slow and steady... hahaha GO azuwa... go.. Go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've talked alot... I ends here ar... tired already for the whole day i can say...nite everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110675402141025619?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110675402141025619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110675402141025619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110675402141025619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110675402141025619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-my-lesson-starts-at-12-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110658644662549277</id><published>2005-01-25T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T01:40:50.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;PROBLEM FACED&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe wat I wrote in my last entry... makes my friend worried and consent towards me and I left him with a question marked...&lt;em&gt; (BAD of me) &lt;/em&gt;I dun meant to hurt or involved u in my problems.... &lt;strong&gt;IM SORIIEEE&lt;/strong&gt;... It's just &lt;strong&gt;NOT ME&lt;/strong&gt;... Im&lt;strong&gt; NOT&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;MOOD &lt;/strong&gt;I guess... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt meant it... Realli.... to hurt u or something... and why are my friends too facing a problem... individual problem... Hope the problem will be over soon and mine tooo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Azuwa was quite today. She didnt talk much. She attend the first lesson but when home after some conversation on the phone. I was desperately eagerto know what happened but didnt asked because its her private issues."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunno why oso... but I guaranteed u that I'll be orite... Perfectly fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ya, &lt;strong&gt;PAPA&lt;/strong&gt;... it's true... Wat wrong with you? keeping so quiet tis few days? Having problems too? And I heard u too &lt;strong&gt;HUDA&lt;/strong&gt;.... I hoped we take it easy... Chill... Let's together Chill ourselves together... and bring the smile back in us agian like we used to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and to &lt;strong&gt;KEYIS&lt;/strong&gt;.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GET WELL SOON&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;strong&gt;MARZ... JULZ&lt;/strong&gt;... stay Cool... &lt;strong&gt;JAJA&lt;/strong&gt;... dun worry of the matter u bring up to me... &lt;em&gt;LEt the FATE lead the WAY&lt;/em&gt;... Some or rather... U wil find one and u urself noe better than I do... &lt;strong&gt;Do Wat is BEST&lt;/strong&gt; for u k... and &lt;strong&gt;ITA &lt;/strong&gt;ku sayang... Dun to stressed up with ur upcoming assignment... &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; one at a time... hahha u cn finish it im sure... U're the &lt;strong&gt;BABE&lt;/strong&gt;... hahah&lt;strong&gt; OOps... WANi&lt;/strong&gt;... dun always get urself injured in every match...and &lt;strong&gt;DO &lt;/strong&gt;remember.... :P (mcm mak2 sey azuwa nie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cant run from &lt;strong&gt;problems&lt;/strong&gt;... have to faced it... with different direction and ways... trying to solve it... Sometime people tend to be &lt;strong&gt;UN-NOTICE&lt;/strong&gt;.. their foul they do... Must a friend advise them?? Will the friend accept the fact that I will tell them? Will they?? MAybe &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;!! Maybe &lt;strong&gt;YEAH&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U decide... I cant be a &lt;em&gt;"good"&lt;/em&gt; friend for u... I too make mistakes... But We grown up... being a adult... no more teenagers... aged 20 tis years... so be like one.... Try to accept wat's the fact and dun be &lt;strong&gt;too cry baby&lt;/strong&gt;... Cry wat people say... dun be... &lt;strong&gt;grow up&lt;/strong&gt;... and it applies to me to dun worry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changing&lt;/strong&gt; of&lt;strong&gt; mood few times&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;a day&lt;/strong&gt; makes u feel &lt;strong&gt;BORED&lt;/strong&gt;... and&lt;strong&gt; SICK&lt;/strong&gt;... not being u inside ur &lt;strong&gt;BODY&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did you break my heart?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did we fall in love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did you go away, away, away, away? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i ends here &lt;subscript&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* I didnt meant to hurt in my words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/SUBSCRIPT) &lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110658644662549277?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110658644662549277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110658644662549277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110658644662549277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110658644662549277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/problem-faced-i-cant-believe-wat-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110649987818956458</id><published>2005-01-24T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T20:48:10.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK in the BRAIN....</title><content type='html'>I am SICK in the BRAIN....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding too much secrets in myself.... personal secrets not OTHERS secrets, who cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugging me all the time... Non-stop... veri useless idiotic... gosh... I'm out of my mind... WHy all kinds of things stuck in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant they just off my mind... goodness sake... it's making me nuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Please!!!!... Dont do this to me... please.... :'( .... I'm no body....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP asking me WHY?? WAT HAPPENED? I cant answered... oh please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn... brother has just came back.... time is now: 12.55 am ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better get to sleep... later brother KEPO2... trying to make a conversation... and now i got NO MOOD to talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat has i just tell u... he will talk to me... Lucky him, I didnt vent anger to him... fuh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPPPS.... I almost forgotten that i need to email MR KELVIN the project management&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, He wont deduct marks or something... lagipon HARI RAYA babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATES PROJECT.... I HATES THEM ALOT... IF I had a POWER, I just winking my eyes and there's the project DONE!! hahaha thats the lamest thing hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I hates PROJECT....HATE HATE HATE ALOT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110649987818956458?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110649987818956458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110649987818956458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110649987818956458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110649987818956458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/sick-in-brain.html' title='SICK in the BRAIN....'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110631888363967597</id><published>2005-01-21T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T22:51:55.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;******SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDIL ADHA******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHALL WE DANCE?&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ELEKTRA&lt;/span&gt;, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and oso &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOLLYWOOD&lt;/span&gt; movie... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna sence watching bollywood movie in threatre... but no one wanna watched with me... so sad. dun u think the more worth of watching tat cos estimation $7.50 a ticket for 3 HOURS... rather than 2 hrs. much worth rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SWIMMING&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;JOGGING&lt;/strong&gt;... NO to &lt;strong&gt;1.5km RuN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SWIMMING&lt;/span&gt;.... maybe before school i went... * &lt;em&gt;still considering&lt;/em&gt;*... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110631888363967597?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110631888363967597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110631888363967597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110631888363967597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110631888363967597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/selamat-hari-raya-aidil-adhai-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110606356921713135</id><published>2005-01-18T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T23:59:46.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Running away from the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is not a &lt;em&gt;solution&lt;/em&gt; to a problem... u need to faced it anyway in ur entire life... Loving someone is not a harm thing to do... but knowing the truth of someone rejecting ur love, somehow or rather hurts u lot by physically and mentally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Falling in love&lt;/strong&gt; with someone is a beautiful thing to do... but when u are in pain, tats the vice verse of it... it hurts u deeply truly...till at a point of time u feel that urself is worthless... and no one needed u in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tat partically wasnt truth, even if u heart broken after ur breakups...that doesnt mean it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;END OF UR LIFE&lt;/span&gt;... who noes u get someone much much much more better than the previous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let faith LEads the way... and dun jus wait but u too need some efforts on it to make it come true... comparing someone with another is a common thing..but some time it wasnt healthy to do..sometime u tend to hurt others in an appropiate manner. coz it a kind of CHOOOSY.... accept a person, who they are... NOt coz of their &lt;strong&gt;LOOKS&lt;/strong&gt;... thier&lt;strong&gt; $$$$$$$$&lt;/strong&gt;... their &lt;strong&gt;Wealthy&lt;/strong&gt;.... their &lt;strong&gt;Vehicles&lt;/strong&gt;(plane, car, bike, ship, etc)...but the MOST MOST MOST MOST thing... is their &lt;strong&gt;HEARTS&lt;/strong&gt; and their R&lt;strong&gt;eligoius Knowledge&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i ampersizing on their religious knowledge...? bcoz... those who haf religious knowledge is the person who can guide u all the way in ur entire life... if u chose to haf a long term relationship with them... I admit i looking for it too... if i got a chance... so that they can guide me all th way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for those who not realli good with their religious knowledge... it's ok...if there's a will, there's a way... there's still a chance, time for u to learn... as for me, im still learning... scratch from the start... no ones is perfect in this world. Everyone makes mistake... either u take it or u leave it... or... forgive and forget... and u haf to give and take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat is past, is past... u cant turn the time back... jus handle with the flow... and insyallah u can find the way out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person u love will always in ur memories... stay happy as who u are... dun juz becoz one love destroy ur whole happiness tat u used to be... everyone around u, care and loves u alot... they dun want to see u in a blue mood... they too tried to feel wat u feel rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but onli u who can change everything... not all happy faces that u see around u, doesnt haf any problems faced.but u r wrong absolutely... in their happy faces... there's a tears in their heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes u tend to take advantage of the loved ones, without noticing u hurt them deeply.. and making used of the loved one.. that u noe, they will always follow u ard. tats not the way, MR!!! they tooo haf feelings... they are not toys to fooled around wif. at least tried to appreciate them. If one day,ur loved ones wasnt there anymore den u tend u reali it.. and it's tooo late. so please appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take care of the person u love... never tell lies or attempt to hurt them becoz u wont noe how important they r untill they r out of ur life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its takes a min to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, BUT an entire life to forget them....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one door closes another opens. But often we look so long so regretfully upon the closed door that we fail to see the one that has opened for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life u cant make a person love u. All u can do is to be someone who can be loved. and the rest is up to others to know how much u're worth. Well I;m not sure about others but for me, i know how much u're worth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talk too much. i shall let u gys tag me with ur opinion on tis entry ok... isit the same wat i felt abt tis topic... it's sharing section. dun shy to tag ok pls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care i let u guys tink ok i ends here bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110606356921713135?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110606356921713135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110606356921713135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110606356921713135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110606356921713135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/running-away-from-truth-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110602416745996938</id><published>2005-01-18T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T13:20:33.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TESTING TESTING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/preity_azuwa/Normal/evisu.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/preity_azuwa/Normal/iskandar.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v369/preity_azuwa/Normal/threemausketeers.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110602416745996938?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110602416745996938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110602416745996938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110602416745996938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110602416745996938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/testing-testing.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110576718189649052</id><published>2005-01-15T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T13:33:01.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Veri meaning ful phrase from the different songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep on falling in love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I Love ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes you make me blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I feel good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At times I feel used&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loving you darling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes me so confused&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep on falling in and out of love with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never loved someone way that I loved you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh,oh,oh I never felt this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do you give me so much pleasure and cause me so much pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just when I think I've taken more than would a fool I start fallin back in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There's always that one person&lt;br /&gt;that will always have your heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never see it coming cause &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're blinded from the start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Know that you're that one for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's clear for everyone to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh baby, yuo will aliways be my boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weren't you the one that said, that you want me anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how you need your space, and give the keys back to your door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how I cried and tried and tried to amke you stay with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still you said that love has gone, and that I had to leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You confusin me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you say to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't play with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't play with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause what goes around, comes around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What goes up, must come down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now who's cryin, desirnto come back to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What goes around, comes around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What goes up, must come down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was sittin home alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waitin for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Til 3 o'clock in the morn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when you came home, you'd always have some sorry excuse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And explainin to me, like I'm just some kinda fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sacrifice the things I want to and do things for YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But When it's time to do for me, you never come through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lay your head on my pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here you can be yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one has to know what you are feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one but me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't tell your secrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your sercets are safe with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will keep your secrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just think of me as the pages in your diary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel such a connection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even when you far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooooo baby if there's anything that you fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Call 6489-4608 and I'll be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And only we know what talked about baby boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont know how you can be driven me so crazy boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby when your in town why don't you come around boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be loyalty you need you can trust boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110576718189649052?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110576718189649052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;counter celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration for my counter which exceeding 1,000 pluss  people have visited my blog.......yeapy... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thks for visiting mysite and do keep the tagboard coming in ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110572151630799606?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110572151630799606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110572151630799606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110572151630799606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110572151630799606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/counter-celebration-celebration-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110572129744191868</id><published>2005-01-15T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T00:48:17.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;In Pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;gosh reali damn&lt;strong&gt; pain&lt;/strong&gt; but wat can i do.... juz i dun wanna show to people the pain im holding on to...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i juz dun wan them to worried about me... the pain is killing me.... onli&lt;strong&gt; GOD knows&lt;/strong&gt; how painful it is... i cant described. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im having tis pain since tis morning before my early lunch time... i've mention abt going to toilet.. and i juz cant oops sorie guys to bee tooo open... apologies! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after school, went home straight after school... the first time since the school reopen last mon.... hahaha while im in the bus going home, i received a message from keyis. abt the movie thing tat we discuss yesterday inthe library... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;truthfully i forgotten abt it. sorie guys and thks for keyis of informing me... lots and lots of messeges and calls from them discussing where to meet and whose going, time to meet up... finally came up wif a conclusion to meet at &lt;em&gt;PS mrt at 3.30pm&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we watch KUNG FU HUSTLE at 4.40pm.... it's realli fun and funny to watch.... i tink my next movie show is the " meet the fockers" haven decides going with whm... anyone who wans to go along or wanna accompany me see... can sure be my guest.... juz tag me or call me  ok...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after the movie, we walk whole town ( can sae whole) aper tak... from one end to another wat! last destination we decided to go HMV... den out of sudden we saw MR ANTHONY and his WIFE going for their dinner... hahaha wat a coincidence.... and i realli misses him ar... I managed to ask him how the new college dere... and surprisingly he sae veri stressful... and tiring... some the college is soooo huge indeed! we took some pictures with him tooo.... to see the pictures, go to keyis's blog...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the pain still bugging me... i need some rest so take care guys have fun nite2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110572129744191868?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110572129744191868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110572129744191868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110572129744191868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110572129744191868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/in-pain-gosh-reali-damn-pain-but-wat.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110566794162991044</id><published>2005-01-14T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T10:10:20.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wakui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is coming back.. yeah...Im in school... singing, entertaining the whole class... wow!!! &lt;strong&gt;incredible&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GO! GO! GO! PREITY_AZUWA&lt;/span&gt; if i were to join Singapore Idol... Mr Alvin say He the first person to support me dere.... so touching... coming singapore idol i join otey... wish me luck people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wakui coming back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summarize for two hours in school, on time to assembly... went wif papa and laling. Marz too came for assembly &lt;strong&gt;BUT NOT ISMAIL&lt;/strong&gt;... He overslept... :( sleep onli.... few people came to school for EBP and there's no teaching... coz tis period for project actuali hahaha. Can say &lt;strong&gt;ALL &lt;/strong&gt;doing their own things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some playing games... some surf porn sites *wink... Some changing blgskins...updating blog like ME...some sleeping... some surfing SBS site... some scanning pic for &lt;em&gt;YEAP &lt;/em&gt;trip... some party site... burning into cd... some in the forum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marz lent my handphone to message tini.... hahaha Im crapping.... gosh Im so Bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;someone help me!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is 14 january.... the digit 14 alone itself.... reminders me of the past aiyoh.... reali ar.... one more month to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;yea.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i need to end here need to go off.... EARLY LUNCH... but i feel wanna berak readi.... oops!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tag ur comment ok.... muackkkzzz...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110566794162991044?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110566794162991044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110566794162991044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110566794162991044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110566794162991044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/wakui-is-coming-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110560795883069537</id><published>2005-01-13T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T17:19:18.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM BORED!!... LONELY.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant i juz make a final decision of myself...? y am I holding back which has past long time ago... i think now the thing is in the trash bin.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watever... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lurve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u guyz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;includes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;ITA &amp; JAJA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;muackzzzz  :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110560795883069537?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110560795883069537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110560795883069537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110560795883069537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110560795883069537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110559469982774246</id><published>2005-01-13T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T15:44:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had our lunch at Clementi central.... noe wat... i followed papa to deposit cash and come tis old man aged around 80 pluss years old, and got a chick to called me "KAWAN".... haizzzz..... asif i tat old.... same age wif him.... aiyoh.... im tis young he called me kawan.... at least called me "Adik" or "sweety". more nice rite... realli ar tat man.... but nvm ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im now at ecom lab 2 having my EBP lesson.... theory.... talking rot about project... project.. project.... making me sick.... i dun even understand a single shit... about it.... Mr Kelvin Tan wat are u talking aboout? as if we understand onli...talking abt project... but din guide us thru abt it... and now give us tis theory wat to do... i still dun understand ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den He ask us to discussed wat to do... aiyoh.... silly rite... how could we noe wat to do.... as usual our group, wif our stuff chilling around in the lab. my group hack care wat he instructed us to do... but we happily viewing photos.... photos... laugh...laugh... hahahahaha....laugh our heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still wandering who and who the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lucky girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tat steal Ismail's heart.... hmmm.... *wink. cant u juz reveal that person.... gosh... wat so special abt her tat attracts Ismail's attention... juz tell me... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but yesterday i did ask u related to tis rite? rite? and u denied it. and now he wrote a confeesion about his feelings... :( so bad of u!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but it's ok... life has to continue... no matter wat... rite ismail? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even since the school reopen... i can see all my classmates :) and even can see the changes of everyone.... example... wat i can remember ar.. hidayah with her rebonding hair... shidah with her mod-hop hair style... marz with a jap hair style (i dunno wat name) sorie marz... Yong soon with his dying hair the F4 style... peoples with fancy hair, new shoes,  new bags, and even &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;moods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; behaviour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let me touch on the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new moods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:  well, there's lots of moods like happy-go-lucky mood... some frustrated mood... and some NO MOOD...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;new behaviour&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: hmm.... let me think... behaviour... a weird one... fishy type... trying to tell something by their body language and different gestures. but if i could noe wat will happen, i changed it..but it's beyond our control... heee notty azuwa....   *&lt;em&gt;subahan'allah...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we juz have a few more months to treasure all... so make us of it and dun hurts or broke it otey.... so for the one who feel offended by my woords... i dun meant to... and forgive me if i do... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tata ends here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110559469982774246?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110559469982774246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110559469982774246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110559469982774246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110559469982774246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/had-our-lunch-at-clementi-central.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110544479323906268</id><published>2005-01-11T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T20:03:13.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Nice nice&lt;/em&gt;.... i loike soo much2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GALANG GAL....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cut eye cut eye can't cut you in two, penny penny can't by your shoe, Nuff adem a follow but dem see wa you a do, them try copy copy but nah come closeto you. You a.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Real top a toppa no careless lappa no gyal can't step in a you shoes.Let go a passa passa left them a chatta no gyal can't hotta than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Galang gyal..Whop dem one by one..Galang gyal..top dem two bytwo..galang gyal..drop dem three by three..galang gyal..from you know seh youhotta than she..galang gyal..spin your roll gyal big up unnu chest..galanggyal..when you touch the road ah pure stress..galang gyal..you always wearthe latest..galang gyal..and you no care if a gyal wan vex..galang gyal..Cause you a real top a tappa no careless lappa no gyal can't step in ayou shoes. Let go a passa passa left them a chatta no gyal can't hotta thanyou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Galang gyal..Whop dem one by one..Galang gyal..top dem two bytwo..galang gyal..drop dem three by three..galang gyal..from you know seh youhotta than she..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yo yo yo yo yo..galang gyal..we big up all a deh gyal dem cause a demwe a defend, hotty hotty girls a get ten out of ten, step up step up centastage mi friend, T.O.K a tell unnu again unnu a gem, pack di buff fi guffbecause a you we a defend, step up step up centa stage mi friend, hotty hottygirls a get ten out of ten, T.O.K a tell unnu again unnu a gem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You a real top a tappa, expensive shoppa, no gyal can't step in a youshoes. Let go de passa passa, left dem a chatta no gyal can't hotta thanyou..galang gyal..gyal whop dem one by one..galang gyal..and whop dem two bytwo..galang gyal..mi gyal whop them three by three..galang gyal..from youknow seh you hotta than she..galang gyal..spin your roll gyal big up unnuchest..galang gyal..when yo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;enjoi ya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110544479323906268?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110544479323906268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110544479323906268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110544479323906268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110544479323906268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/nice-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110544282327648899</id><published>2005-01-11T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T19:27:03.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh.... a boring day... onli few hours in school... till 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought of going home... but the feelings say dun... wanna go somewhere but dunno where. walking to clementi together2. Wani waiting for Shidah so she din went home wif us. While Papa, Marz, Julz, Ismail and Huda took a lift to the MRT, I went to 7eleven to pay up the bills. but after i queued for my turn, i realised tat singtel bill can onli paid at the singapore post... damn... shit... waste my time onli... haizzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa called up to ask wanna go out to somewhere.. den i sae later i meet u guys at clementi control station lor. reached dere, they were discussing where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe it!!!wat a coincidence, man.... Didnt expect.wanna noe who I saw... it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... hahaha reali didnt expected to see him. at my first glance tot who sey. den I approached him and talk2 for a while. he's waiting for his friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat i can say abt him... is tat... he still the old HIM... haizzz... easy to say than to be done. Who am i to stop u from doing things rite? nvm... all the best to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 5.10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ends here... no mood to say....take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110544282327648899?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110544282327648899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110544282327648899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110544282327648899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110544282327648899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110536818937657325</id><published>2005-01-10T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T19:47:29.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz wanna share wif u wat my friends told me in the week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;em&gt;friend of mine&lt;/em&gt; told a story... It goes like tis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend: &lt;em&gt;"I will tell you a story. Once upon a time theres this 4 friend consisting two guys and two gals. Suddenly, one day a girl confess to a guy about her feeling to her. But the guy sure know that he dont have any feeling for that girl as he treat thats girl as his besfriend. In that mist itself, thats guy like the another girl. Its been quite sometime. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The feeling of underscrible. But this guy prefer to keep everything down to keep the friendship going on. But now, after that guy know that the friends left 6 month together. So it does not matter much for confession. That guy know where he stands as he know that that gal heart is taken away by her lover. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know that that guy hope that this 4 friend will stay together forever....."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: didnt tat guy confess his feelings?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend: I think... To maintain good friendship. I told that guy to keep it by himself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: ouh ok &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend: Since that gal still attach..You see..He told me its difficult. He is afraid that because of this.. it might ruin their friendship or more... and somemore he knows that that girl still like another guy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;me: no hint2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;friend: giving a hint to her is like torturin her.. He dunt want her to be in a position. He told me that he want her to be Happy. Thats all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part II&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my larling ita.... dedicated tis to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I wanna dedicate this song to Azuwa. hehe. u know what i mean. follow your heart if you need to, girl (tapi jgn ikutkan hati sangat, i'm sure there's still some brains you can make use of). you're big enough to decide for yourself. and i'm very sure you know what's best and what's not for you. i know you're a very faithful person. but be faithful at the right time and to the right person. don't hold back the past. cos you may fall anytime. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's just like walking. tgk depan, jgn tgk belakang.nanti jatuhtersungkur.mcm nangka busuk. hehe. open up your eyes and who knows you might find someone even better, someone who treats you really well, respect you for who you are, and who's worthy of your love. and yesi know. it's easier said than done. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, that's life for you. once you fall, you have to get back up onyour own. we can only help. it's your own decision. whatever it is, i respect your own decision. love you loads."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part i loike..... &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause what goes around, comes around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What goes up, must come down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What goes around, comes around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What goes up, must come down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now who's cryin, desirin to come back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thks ita lurve u alot too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110536818937657325?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110536818937657325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110536818937657325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110536818937657325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110536818937657325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/juz-wanna-share-wif-u-wat-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110535104339069043</id><published>2005-01-10T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T18:27:40.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My school semester has started back... wow... need to go at 8.15 but i came at 8.30am meeting my couzin at clementi control station at 8.00am. den we wanted to burn time so we went to 7eleven 1st... buy candies and green tea. yeeepz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ling and papa at traffic light near school. dentogether2 went in. so slack ar.... not all my classsmate came today... they still on their holiday vacation.... noo lesson.... all talk rubbish... grandfather story... bluh bluh bluh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my results of statement and my new timetable.... hurrrey.... plus.... SAD.... hurrey for new timetable.... the time in school were soo short. no need to woke up early everyday and go home early. and the sad thing is tat i got onli 2.6 for my cuum gpa pts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn sad abt this thing ar: if u reali dun wn us to go, y dun u juz tell us truthfully? y must u give excuses like tis? i tot u are not like tat. but u dissappoint me, reali ar. eventhough this is our last semester together. is tat u call friends?? think back ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing Mr Alvin Chan sae our cos tis semester ends early as in may.... coz they wan to start same as poly ar (something like tat ar). i din hear properly... if im wrong, correct me alrite? gosh more stress coming up lor... even though i got 2 core module onli for this semester... abit of relax ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i left with 4months to graduate &amp;amp; leave all friends and classmates... :'( aiyoh y sooo fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson finished at 1.30pm... but we din went home straight but we went out to chinatown to eat at the banquet and walk2 to pasar malam like at bugis v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ends here ar i got noting much to sae now... heeee bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110535104339069043?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110535104339069043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110535104339069043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110535104339069043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110535104339069043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-school-semester-has-started-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110534961929595703</id><published>2005-01-09T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T17:33:39.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi im back from Sunway Lagoon... So funny yet so tired... 3 days 2 nite dere.... the hotel is soo huge it's 5star hotel.... marvellous scene and yummy food.... hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was there, i ate ALOT... like Wat  onli realli the  food dere veri nice  nice....and i play out non stop.... ever game dere i tried and played... hahaha but not the long bridge coz it closed due to raining... slippery ar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to shop dere actuali... not thing.... den at nite went to Petaling st at KL... dere oso not realli ar... i bought a handbag for mum.... and my sista a watch and belt... tot of buying sourvenior for my frenz and relatives dere.... but sad to sae i got noting sey to buy for them.... reali noting ar.... fed-up tot got lots of things for them but i was wronged. sorry guyz... i got noting for u guys realli.... i dan dissappointed ar... wat i wan oso dun haf....  haizzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm....mayb next time den ok... i brought back all toileteries at the hotel. hahaha... mum loves collect it.... dere, veri complete ar....  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached at singapore at 6.30pm..tat the early ar that i expected to be back.... coz wen go there it takes more than 4hrs ar.... dun tired ar...den no breakfast... sian ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home at 8.30pm veri tired after distribute all the thing to  mum and took my showerand take a nap. but cant sleep... need to prepare things for 2molo school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110534961929595703?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110534961929595703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110534961929595703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110534961929595703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110534961929595703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2005/01/hi-im-back-from-sunway-lagoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110503662803082572</id><published>2005-01-06T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T02:37:08.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday ask my two guy friends out... window-shopping and tot of buying jeans.... im telling u one secret... but dun tell anyone ok? i realli damn sad... coz i cant fit my current jeans... all my jeans... i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; readi la... and need a &lt;strong&gt;new jeans&lt;/strong&gt;... :( shocked huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last went out with one of my guys friend.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PAPA&lt;/span&gt;... hehe thks dude for accompany me.... 1st destination to &lt;strong&gt;Marina Square&lt;/strong&gt; hahaha coz the last few weeks i went dere with them and saw tis jeans ar &lt;em&gt;nice nice&lt;/em&gt; but scared to try &lt;em&gt;paisey liao&lt;/em&gt;... at last&lt;strong&gt; regret&lt;/strong&gt; din buy coz jus now went dere... and found the jeans i wan no more to be seen.... &lt;em&gt;haizzz&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wat can i do... haf to find another type lor.... so at the drobe there's few diffrent type ar  (5 type) i tried 4 of them... the another one... the cutting at the hip part not scratchable... (confirm cant go in). 1st one i tried it's tied 2nd one tooo buzy coz both side at the hip got button pocket... and noe wat papa sae... i like minah/alian wearing it... like tappered somemore hahaha too sibuk... 3rd one, ok not buzy and simple  bottom got zip... ok la.... hahah at last i bought it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore it's around my budget ar.... den went to makan but papa din eat.. he juz haf a light snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUgis Villag....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motive to buy a &lt;strong&gt;slipper&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;simple belt&lt;/strong&gt; for tomorow but ended up... the money paid for other things... i bought a pouch &lt;strong&gt;green pouch&lt;/strong&gt; haizz... no money to buy my motive... den i straight went back... no money readi wat. ohya... 4getar, at citylink i and papa bought a new &lt;strong&gt;watch&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;nice nice&lt;/em&gt; mine is &lt;em&gt;black&lt;/em&gt; and his &lt;em&gt;dark blue&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of the day... i bought a pair of jeans... a watch.... a pouch... and i spent ard plus food approx. $45.... ok la...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushed back home coz &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BATRISYIA&lt;/span&gt; coming to my granma's hs.... yeapy.... cant wait to see her....&lt;br /&gt;she's soo&lt;strong&gt; tembam. &lt;/strong&gt;eventhough she's 5 months but she's 7kg hahaha... overweight the doctor sae.... hahahha but&lt;strong&gt; cute&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;like her aunty :P....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i going ar brother wants to use the comp ar so bye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110503662803082572?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285723.post-110442586588655811</id><published>2004-12-30T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T01:17:55.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't understand why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See it's burning me to hold onto this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know this is something I gotta do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that don't mean I want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I'm trying to say is that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I-love-you I justI feel like this is coming to an end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its better for me to let it go now than hold on and hurt you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I gotta let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gonna burn for me to say this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's comin from my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a long time coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we done been fell apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really wanna work this out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I don't think you're gonna change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do but you don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Think it's best we&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;hurting&lt;/span&gt; baby, I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;ain't happy&lt;/span&gt; baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus theres so many other things I gotta deal with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think that you should let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you know gotta let it go cuz the party ain't jumpin' like it used to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though this might bruise you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep down you know it's best for yourself but you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hate the thought of her being with someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you know that it's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We know that it's through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sendin' pages I ain't supposed to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got somebody here but I want you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause the feelin ain't the same find myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Callin' her your name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ladies tell me do you understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now all my fellas do you feel my pain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the way I feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I made a mistake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now it's too lateI know she ain't comin back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I gotta do now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To get my shorty back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooo ooo ooo ooooh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man I don't know what I'm gonna do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without my booo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've been gone for too long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been fifty-leven days, um-teen hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imma be burnin' till you return (let it burn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you know gotta let it go cuz the party ain't jumpin' like it used to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though this might bruise you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn (let it burn, let it burn, you gon'learn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn (gotta let it burn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep down you know its best for yourself but you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hate the thought of her being with someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you know that it's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We know that it's through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm twisted cuz one side of me is tellin' me that I need to move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the other side I wanna break down and cry (ooooh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm twisted cuz one side of me is tellin' me that I need to move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the other side I wanna break down and cry (yeah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh oooh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh ooh oooh (can ya feel me burnin'?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooh ooh ooh oooh ooh oooh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many days, so many hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still burnin' till you return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you know gotta let it go cuz the party ain't jumpin' like it used to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though this might bruise you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep down you know it's best for yourself but you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hate the thought of her being with someone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you know that it's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We know that it's through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it burn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta let it burn&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/8285723-110442586588655811?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110442586588655811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110442586588655811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110442586588655811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110442586588655811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-dont-understand-whysee-its-burning.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110426368421664022</id><published>2004-12-29T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T03:54:44.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.... im back...still haven sleep ar.... juz now so sleepy but after logging off... my eyes open widely.... den so tot of doing something else but my hearts feeling down with lots of question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was shutting down... messasge tone again... now not from ismail... BUT.... from someone i love before... and now still i guess... but i dun noe ar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for laz few daes i was waiting for his msg or call but he didnt and at the same time try to forget him... i almost ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must he came back to my world after i tried to forget him? WHY? why cant i juz forget him? Why am i still waiting for him eventhough i got nothing related...in relationship? why cant he be out of my mind and heart especially? why? Am i holding back my past? Am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can i turned to? WHo? Must i flirt with other guys JUSt to forget him? im not going to do tat... If i do, im  lying to myself and the innocent guy. i dont wan to hurt others' feeling by doing tat.... coz i too hurting my own feelings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can sae i degil... stubborn... u guys can call me tat... i dun care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink my friends and cuzzin has non-stop advising me on tis matter... but im the one who didnt react of solving the matter. IT'S EASY TO SAY THAN TO BE DONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stop here ar too tired tooo tink readi.... thks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110426368421664022?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110426368421664022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110426368421664022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110426368421664022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110426368421664022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110426199325713255</id><published>2004-12-28T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T16:09:25.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out Wif my guy friendz...</title><content type='html'>Wake up abit late at 11am... and heard a message tone, everytime, from BRITNEY SPEARS. It's Ismail... asking me out as yesterday i told him that Im bored at home... Even though his mum didn't allow him but he tried to persuade his mum and even ask me and papa to pray him while he spoke to his mum... hahahaha... LoLx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly he got the permission to go out but he had a curvue.. hahaha *l learnt a new word today* hahaha... must be back at 7.30pm hahaha too bad lor... since he always out wif frenz non-stop till his mum fetup i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting them at 2pm at City Hall Control Station... i tried to negotiate wif Ismail to meet at 2.30pm as I cant make it to tat time he gave coz the time he told me it was alreadi almost at 1pm... confirm i in the rush, dude. at last 2.15pm ok la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u noe la eh... Girls always need to take longer time to siap... :D so people if u want to date me out or something, inform me earlier by 3 to 4hr ok... i reali need to prepare myself early ok.... if not u'll be tired waiting for me... like wat Ismail and papa doing juz now... pity them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late damn damn damn damn LATE u noe... 1 hr LATE... Gosh!!! tis is my 1st time make people wait for me for 1hr haiizzz..... somemore i stuck in jam at PIE, Newton and at Tekka dere... damn fet-up wit it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till my butt hot like hell hahahha ooops!!! hehehehe. and papa msging me non-stop and ismail getting bored dere. while im in the bus... there's tis bunch of idiots of guys at range of sec sch kids ar... seating AROUND me ar...damn....talking soo loud near to my eardrum... stupid rite.... talk to each other like in far distance... taking photo of cars la, taxi la, idiot rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant stand them sey reali ar.... feel like shout at them back sey... but wat can i do... no guard readi to react coz tired of sitting down readi... u can laugh at me come laugh.... laugh somemore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haizzz... i reali feel sorry and guilty to them, making u guys wait for me tat long.... I dun mean to make u wait... IM SO SORRRRYYYY!!! will u guys accept my apologies???? TAG me ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 1st destination: MArina Square... wow not much people dere and went in the "2 degree" shop... 50% off... i like tis jeans.. at onli 15 bucks...skirts at "This Fashion" at 22bucks... but sad to sae i dun haf much money to spend... and for Ismail, he bought a shirt, a like denim ar look alike LEvi's shirt.. which cost him onli $18 cheap huh... 50% discount wat... u ar... i juz stated dere cant u see? hahaha...aper la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a job to cover my expense i tink... any part-time for me, anyone??? I NEED ONE AR... URGENTLY....&lt;br /&gt;:'-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den Ismail brought us to his FAVOURITE cafe, Pacific Coffee at Raffles Link... nice... the embience so comfortable... and ask ismail to ajak me to Boat Quay passby ChoColate Bar tat i always wanted him to send me dere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my motive of going dere is not to drink or wat... juz wanna see how it looks like, wat is the place, but haven open pon... hahaha... and next to bar... hendix pub tat Fiza always been talking abt... ooo... gtu rupenyer.... baru cik kakak tau... heee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time wait for fiza after work... den the two guys went home straight...while she and me went to town for a window-shopping to Mango... where i bought a pencil case which cost me at $6 usual price $16...cheap huh... Topmen...Topshop... last destination to Far East Level One walk walk onli...den back home. reached home at 10pm... ok la... now no more going home sooo late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ends here... so tired readi... good nite....Muaacckzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110426199325713255?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110426199325713255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110426199325713255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110426199325713255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110426199325713255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/out-wif-my-guy-friendz.html' title='out Wif my guy friendz...'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110415980839837241</id><published>2004-12-27T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T23:03:28.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I Will Love You Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you so deeply,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you so much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the sound of your voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the way that we touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love your warm smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And your kind, thoughtful way,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The joy that you bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my life every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I have from the start,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'll love you forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With all of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Is ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is the greatest feeling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is like a play,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is what I feel for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each and every day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is like a smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is like a song,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love is a great emotion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That keeps us going strong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you with my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My body and my soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the way I keep loving,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like a love I can't control,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So remember when your eyes meet mine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you with all my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I have poured my entire soul into you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right from the very start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I'm with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eternity is a step away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my love continues to grow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with each passing day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This treasure of love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cherish within my soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how much I love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll never really know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You bring a joy to my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never felt before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with each touch of your heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you more and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever we say goodbye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whenever we part,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;know I hold you dearly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deep inside my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So these seven words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pray you hold true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Forever and Always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will Love You."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110415980839837241?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110415980839837241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110415980839837241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110415980839837241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110415980839837241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-will-love-you-forever-i-love-you-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110408616409009949</id><published>2004-12-27T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T02:36:04.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever wondered which hurts the most? </title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Have you ever wondered which hurts the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying something and wishing you hadn't? or saying nothing and wishing you had? I guess the most important things are the hardest things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to tell someone you love them. If you do, they might break your heart...if you don't, you might break theirs. Have you ever decided not to become a couple because you were so afraid of losing what you already had with that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart decides whom it likes and whom it doesn't. You can't tell your heart what to do. It does it on its own....when you least suspect it, or even when you don't want it to. Have you ever wanted to love someone with everything you had, but that other person was too afraid to let you? Too many of us stay walled up because we are too afraid to care too much...for fear that the other person does not care as much, or even at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever denied your feelings for someone because your fear of rejection was too hard to handle? We tell lies when we are afraid... afraid of what we don't know, afraid of what others will think, afraid of what will be found out about us. But every time we tell a lie, the thing we fear grows stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about risks and it requires you to jump. Don't be a person who has to look back and wonder what they would have done, or could have had. * What would you do if every time you fell in love you had to say good-bye? *What would you do if every time you wanted someone they would never be there? *What would you do if your best friend died tomorrow and you never got to tell them how you felt? (even if it is that you don't care anymore)*What would you do if you loved someone more than ever and you couldn't have them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What would you do if you never got the chance to say I am friends with all of my family and they know I love them? * People live, but people die. And I want to tell you that you are a friend. If you died tomorrow , you would be in my heart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would I be in yours? If you care about me as much as I care about you, you will send this back. You might be best friends one year, pretty good friends the next year, don't talk that often the next, and don't want to talk at all the year after that. So, I just wanted to say, even if I never talk to you again in my life, you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life,look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to all your friends, no matter how often you talk, or how close you are, and send it to the person who sent it to you if you consider them a friend as well. Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will. Remember, everyone needs a friend, someday you might feel like you have NO FRIENDS at all, just remember this e-mail and take comfort in knowing somebody out there cares about you and .. always will.. I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send this to all the friends that you have...all the friends that you've lost...and to all the friends you've lost touch with...just to let them know that you care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's wat i wanna share with you... take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110408616409009949?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110408616409009949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110408616409009949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110408616409009949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110408616409009949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/have-you-ever-wondered-which-hurts.html' title='Have you ever wondered which hurts the most? '/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110405596878608813</id><published>2004-12-26T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T18:12:48.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday... which is Christmas Day....and osoTeam Brother, Faizal's Nikah... when to the Girl's side with Fiza... It's last min plan to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both were in our &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PINK &lt;/span&gt;Dress.... hahhahaha. wethe onli pink dere i can sae.... saw Team! with his purple baju kurung.... and kinda miss him as i long time din see him since he book out last week... it been 2 weeks started his National Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the rest to come at under his blk... before proceeding to Kak Rozi's hs llocated at Choa Chu Kang West Ave 4 blk 44+ ar 4get. We were like aaaaarrrrrrr plus paisey somemore dunno any of them well... Lucky there's two of his anuty whom oso studied at masjid wif me... so okla can can ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house was cramp sey cant feed all the people whose went there. We even haf to stand in front of the door to see his occasion. but wat to do... hiazzz.. I could suggest to make it under blk skali... since there's a lot came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the occasion end with buffet hahaha of coz under blk la den we went back...  i was waitiing for Team to allow us to go home 1st since he need to the best man for today onli due to the actual best man cant make it tat event. so he will by his brother side... haf to wait to take photos and studios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat nonsense am i talking about.... gosh....nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt stop dere... we come in the nite to helped out ar... went there at ard 9.30pm and went back home at 1am... TEam and his friend, Saufi, sent us back... 1st destination to fiza house den my house... thought of they sent me until my blk but i was wrong... dey even send me to my DOORstep... aaaawww how sweet of them... btw Thanks.... hahahaha then back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and me went to the BIGGEST day for Abg Faizal, Team's Brother wedding... mUm wearing orange baju kurung where me wearing purple long dress.... Pretty u noe.... neva believe nvm :P uwek....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there, his mum ask us to eat and i reali enjoyed the music... hahhaha BOLLYWOOD songs... hahaha i feel like not going home after tat.... hahaha enjoy nice nice...&lt;br /&gt;Khabhi khushi Khabhi Gham... Mujhse Dosti Karoge... etc... wow awesome..... reali noce nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mUm ask me to go home rather than sitting dere.... :(... then went to my granny's hs... went back home at 5... and saw team's door gift on my dining table... and told mum tat dad too went dere  after his kenduri.... den i ask dad whether he went or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, dAd knows Team's dAd eventually hahahaha coz dAd usually went to PUB where Team's dAd work... hahha wat a small world hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun bother listening to my story the more i write the craps it written... hahahahahaha i ends here... take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110405596878608813?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110405596878608813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110405596878608813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110405596878608813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110405596878608813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110391722887531384</id><published>2004-12-24T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T03:40:28.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PAst few days slept late at around 2 in th emorning BUT.... woke up early as at 8... hahaha. Since school holidays starts i started to woke up late... haizz... (*anak dara aper nie.... bangun lambat2 nie*) as i dunnoe y cant sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up at 10 in the morning... washed up and do abit of the chores.... den off to Bangkit rd to paid up bill for the town council.... my parents didnt pay up from June 04 to Dec 04 hahahaha 7 months i cant sae.... didnt pay and the amount owing increased rapidly reaches up to 300++ that includes the penalty and the legal fee. So mum instructed me to take in-charge in the bill.... tong sampah bill... hahha *wink  every month... need to check monthly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz of my brother whose now preparing for his new upcoming house... coz of him i can sae... he the one la make me need to budget using wat i alwyas used monthly... eeee.... but it's my own good oso... so tat i can learnt to be a wiser in my stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i take in-charged in town council bill.... my sista take in-charged of phone bill.... Dad take in-charged of power supply bill and for mum.... she toooo special.... in-charged of the house... prevent from col****.... hahahaha i was kidding... financial planner... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm about tat... suit the burger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paid up the bill... went to pay a visit my granny who was just recently fell down and hurt herself... pooor nyayi.... at her place... den while waiting to let my tiredness from bangkit walking to dere.... it's near actualli... 5 to 9 mins walk ar... hhehehehe. den my aunt who lives opposite my granny's house... came and ask if i wanna followed her to GEYLANG... i jumped wif joy... at last i went out to somewhere.... i sooo hapi... that i decided to buy wat mum ask to buy rice 10kg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky i brought the trolley along... if not i need to carry it wif my dare hands.... hahha rite after bought it... i went to siap2 to go... hahaha even if im not in realii nice dress.... as if i care wat people tink... who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to and from we took cab... so noting much border me... at destination went to Katong Complex, 2nd Chance... need to buy wat my another aunty from batu pahat kirim... 21 pair of tudung for approx. 3 bucs each... 3 different color of bag which coso approx. 10 bucks.... so total my aunt spend onli on tat is ard $60 bucks ar.... there oso i bought 5 pieces of different colors of tudung... nice u noe... reali nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went to geylang the pasar.... ma motive of going dere... is that the goreng Pisang panas awaiting for us.... wow... yummy.... delicious.... everytime din miss to buy it. walk for awhile den haf our tea break~~ goreng pisang wif hot tea.... tats awesome dude... den make a move from dere at 4.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached at granny's crib at 5pm den rest rest.... watch tv.... talk talk wif my cousin, ainah... den planned lak in the nite at 8 to Bukit panjang plaza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepo PAt to wants to go den ALL go ~~~granny ,eera and nadia, pat's family consists of 7 people, cousin ainah and ashraff, Yuni and Lydia, mum and me... so total ard 16 peoples....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last min, Yuni wants to treat us makan... nowhere SWENSEN.... wow yummy.... ice cream agian....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered baked rice, lemon chicken, fish n chips, 8 set of french fries, imagine each of us got ice cream our own... but granny , mum dun wwwan.... heee i heard total charged 60 bucks, i guess... hahhaha eat till 10 pm... den back home wif full~ overload stomach....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home jer, online check out my mail. at the same time chatting... sharing problems hee..&lt;br /&gt;feelings. opinions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink i wrote toooo long entry heree.... so sorie. i should stop here den.... hee sorie guys take care lurve u all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110391722887531384?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110391722887531384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110391722887531384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110391722887531384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110391722887531384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/past-few-days-slept-late-at-around-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110391450477797388</id><published>2004-12-23T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T02:55:04.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today noting much happen ar... juz laying eggs at home... doing house chores... i feel like a maid dere... doing all of it... BORING.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not bad u noe juz hanging around at home... i can watched my favourite show... GABY, the telenovela... at 5pm, Suria Channel. cant bear to missed it ar nowdays as it was the best part where Gaby thought she lost her baby girl in the accident but hahaha her baby still alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaarrrrr... i ends here la... take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110391450477797388?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110391450477797388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110391450477797388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110391450477797388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110391450477797388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-noting-much-happen-ar.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110391823584106421</id><published>2004-12-23T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T20:36:08.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check my results which will released 23rd Dec 04... but i check it in advance hahahhahah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took my at leaast &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;30 min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to published it... haiz... wat a slow server &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ITE&lt;/span&gt; got.... damn slow... nvm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my GPA.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FAC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for my&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; WAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FMK&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SVQ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;bad &lt;em&gt;sey&lt;/em&gt; haizz.... dun noe la BUT glad i passed ALLL .... 8-&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mum sae it's not enuf but who cares!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at least &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DID MY BEST &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN THOSE PAPER &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT I SAT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LAST NOVEMBER, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;u noE.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry ChristMas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;.... People.... I MISS YOU DUDE.... GET WELL SOON YA.... :D Dun ask me who am i refering to..... :P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For me to know and for you to find out.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110391823584106421?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110391823584106421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110391823584106421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110391823584106421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110391823584106421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/check-my-results-which-will-released.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110365046111353045</id><published>2004-12-22T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T01:38:12.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Favourite song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Someone Favourite song tat i would to share wif u guys out dere... i tink for tat person it's so meaningful and maybe tats wat tat person feels ar... i guess... hehehe... enjoi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dangerously In Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You I Love You I Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I Love You You Are My Life&lt;br /&gt;My Happiest Moments Weren't Complete If You Weren't By My Side&lt;br /&gt;You're My Relation And Connection To The Sun&lt;br /&gt;With You Next To Me There's No Darkness I Can't Overcome&lt;br /&gt;You Are My Raindrops I Am The Seed&lt;br /&gt;With You And God Who's My Sunlight I'm Blooming Grown So Beautifully&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm So Proud Proud To Be Your Girl&lt;br /&gt;You Make The Confusion Go All Away From This Cold And Misty World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am In Love With You In Love&lt;br /&gt;You Set Me Free&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Do This Thing Called Life Without You Here With Me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm Dangerously In Love With You In Love&lt;br /&gt;I'll Never Leave&lt;br /&gt;Just Keep Loving Me The Way I Love You Loving Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am In Love With You In Love&lt;br /&gt;You Set Me Free&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Do This Thing Called Life Without You Here With Me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm Dangerously In Love With You In Love&lt;br /&gt;I'll Never Leave&lt;br /&gt;Just Keep Loving Me The Way I Love You Loving Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know You Love Me Love Me For Who I Am&lt;br /&gt;Cause Years Before I Became Who I Am Baby You Were My Man&lt;br /&gt;I Know It Ain't Easy Easy Loving Me&lt;br /&gt;I Appreciate The Love And Dedication From You To Me&lt;br /&gt;Later On In My Destiny I See Myself Having Your Child&lt;br /&gt;I See Myself Being Your Wife And I See My Whole Future In Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;In Awe Of My Love For You Sometimes Makes Me Wanna Cry&lt;br /&gt;Realize All Of My Blessings I'm Grateful To Have You By My Side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am In Love With You In Love&lt;br /&gt;You Set Me Free&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Do This Thing Called Life Without You Here With Me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm Dangerously In Love&lt;br /&gt;With You In Love&lt;br /&gt;I'll Never Leave&lt;br /&gt;Just Keep Loving Me The Way I Love You Loving Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Time I See Your Face My Heart Smiles&lt;br /&gt;Every Time It Feels So Good It Hurts Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Created In This World To Love To Hold To Feel To Breathe&lt;br /&gt;To Live You Dangerously In Love Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am In Love With You In Love&lt;br /&gt;You Set Me Free&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Do This Thing Called Life Without You Here With Me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm Dangerously In Love With You In Love&lt;br /&gt;I'll Never Leave&lt;br /&gt;Just Keep Loving Me The Way I Love You Loving Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously Dangerously&lt;br /&gt;Dangerous Dangerously In Love With You&lt;br /&gt;Oh I Love You I Love You I Love You I Love You&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Oh Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's all folks!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8285723.post-110364708680026220</id><published>2004-12-21T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T00:42:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rahsia Di Sebalik Hati </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rahsia Di Sebalik Hati &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sejak aku mengenalimu&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini ternanti-nanti&lt;br /&gt;Kata-kata cinta saktimu&lt;br /&gt;Namun dikau tetap membisu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak pernahkah kau menyedari&lt;br /&gt;Kehadiranku di hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Yang mengharap kasih sayangmu&lt;br /&gt;Atau dikau yang tak mengerti&lt;br /&gt;Perasaanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini aku ibarat menanti&lt;br /&gt;Hadirnya suria di malam hari&lt;br /&gt;Yang tak mungkin menjadi realiti&lt;br /&gt;Namun aku tetap menanti&lt;br /&gt;Walau seribu tahun lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak mungkin aku melafazkan&lt;br /&gt;Rahsia cintaku padamu&lt;br /&gt;Sedangkan aku pun tak tahu&lt;br /&gt;Rahsia di sebalik hatimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak memaksa dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menyintai diriku&lt;br /&gt;Andainya kau buka hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Akan ku sambut cintamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seandainya dikau menjadi kekasih hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Akan kulaungkan kepada dunia kau kekasihku &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/8285723-110364708680026220?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110364708680026220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;juz came back from &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wild Wild Wet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... so fun... went there at ard 2pm... till 8 pm... reached home at around 10.30 ar i can sae...wonderful day i can say.... but later in the nite... so jiwang of me.... i dun noe.... i lied to myself about wat i feel... and i too confused to make a decision of my life... dun ask me why ok.... i dun feel like asnwering tat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why must i be in tis situation.... why??? why??? why??? i want to let it out but it cant.... i dun noe how to start indeed... i dun noe.... noww updating my blog wif a music background from "spoon" malay band group... ancient i can ssae. hahaha the song ar as the below and above tis entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im not prepaerd for all tis situation and the problem i facing now.... aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh..... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DUN NOE..... IM SO CONFUSED.... DUN ASK ME WHY......... I DUN NOE.... I WONT LISTEN ANY OF ADVISES FOR NOW.... I DUN NOE.... :( :( :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110364620858235819?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110364620858235819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110364620858235819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110364620858235819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110364620858235819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/juz-came-back-from-wild-wild-wet.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110364555676808247</id><published>2004-12-21T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T00:43:52.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepenuh Hati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sepenuh Hati &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bagaimana harusku luahkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Perasaanku padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yang selama ini ku pendamkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dalam diam ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sukarnya ku berterus-terang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tentang perasaan ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bimbang seandainya tak kau terima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Musnahlah harapanku ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bagaimana harus aku menghadapi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Semua itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sedangkan ku menyintaimu sepenuh hati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tak mudah untukku melupakan dirimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kau bagiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Segala-galanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pada yang Maha Kuasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ku panjatkan doa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Moga dibukakan pintu hatimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kan ku buktikan kejujuran cintaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jangan biarkan keraguan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Menghantui jiwamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dalam ku menanti semua kepastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dari bibirmu oh kasih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kasih dan sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cinta dan rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tersemat di jiwaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Usah biarkan ku kecewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Membalut luka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Agar kau mengerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yang selama ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aku menyintaimu&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/8285723-110364555676808247?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110364555676808247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110364555676808247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110364555676808247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110364555676808247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/sepenuh-hati.html' title='Sepenuh Hati'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110286572647757815</id><published>2004-12-11T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T23:35:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>wow tiring day for me.... in the afternoon, rushed to granny's hs as my aunt, cousinz awaiting for me to East Coast Costa Sands.... It's my mum bestfriend's birthday &amp; open chalet for Raya. Her 50th birthday.... hope she had a wonderful years to celebrate hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached around 3pm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being send by my uncle, cik Ali, we headed to swimming pool and for the little cousinz swim in the swimming pool and as for the teenage stage swim at the beach... and me??? sitting at the corner of the pool area eating snacks.... jack n jill double decker....hehehe damn hungry u noe... plus sooo lazy to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They swim till 7pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even i didnt swim juz sitting dwn tepi2 ajer.....den went to the beach to haf our lunch... juz by sitting at the tempat duduk there, i was like itchy all over my body.... damn red antz..... by could or by crould i need to wash up lagi pon da petang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after wash up, i feel sooo refreshing aaaaahhhhh..... fragrance ..... aaahhhHHHH..... den we headed to cik Khairon's chalet....hnting  for foood again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blk B5...damn far sey.... reali ar... the blk is ta the end part.... haizzz... wat to do....  there's not reali lots of people ar... Eat MEE SOTO yummmy.... yummy.... ooomph... so nice... especially the chilll... scoop twice.... tak makn rugi....lagipon miss mee soto alot. cant wait for school reopen.... first thing in mind is the mee soto.... "MEE SOTO... cant wait to meet u again in school..." muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off from there at 8pm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached rest for a while den head to fajar rd.... to my mum fren's hs.... the prevoius owner of the unit is used to be MONA J... who her daughter is my greenridge fren, Janna. Look so familiar.... hahaha wat a world! kwang~kwang~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home at 1am..... and stomach so bloated wif foood.... haizzz..... cant slp la.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ends here den....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110286572647757815?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110286572647757815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110286572647757815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110286572647757815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110286572647757815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-day.html' title='what a day'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110188166057220972</id><published>2004-12-01T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T14:22:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I dun noe why out of sudden i loves the song from britney spears, EVERYTIME....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe the lyric's really meaningful to me... what i felt rite now.... looking for someone BUT I dunnoe who was it.... I hoped u enjoy with the lyric below...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EVERYTIME -BRITNEY SPEARS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come notice me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And take my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So why are we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strangers when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our love is strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why carry on without me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everytime I try to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fall without my wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I need you baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see your face, it's haunting me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I need you baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I make believe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you are here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the only way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see clear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What have I done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You seem to move on easy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everytime I try to fly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fall without my wings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so small &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I need you baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see your face, you're haunting me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I need you baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may have made it rain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please forgive me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My weakness caused you pain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this song is my sorry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At night I pray &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That soon your face &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will fade away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everytime I try to fly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fall without my wings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so small &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I need you baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everytime I see you in my dreams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see your face, you're haunting me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I need you baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110188166057220972?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110188166057220972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110188166057220972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110188166057220972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110188166057220972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-dun-noe-why-out-of-sudden-i-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110171457209921627</id><published>2004-11-29T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T15:50:33.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sorie.... not today... i didnt have the pictures to show... so sorie... give me time to get it done... within these few days.... could be tomorrow, 2morrow the 2morow, or juz give me tis week ar.... i hold my promise ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;take care....&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/8285723-110171457209921627?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8285723.post-110165400557265578</id><published>2004-11-28T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T23:00:05.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorie for long time didnt update my blog since my last entry. I was supposed to story-telling wat happened during Hari Raya outing with my friends ...BUT... Noe wat I was supposely remove tis adware software that a friend of mine told me to download. And i went to the address that given to me and downloaded it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekali wrong pulak download... haizz... haf to remove it la. while i was at the control panel window, i didnt clearly look at the name and i not purposely remove my MODEM software tried to cancel but it's too LATE... at the same time, im updating my next entry but too bad lor been disconnected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Due to my lagging computer that i facing as my avast anti virus always having error i dunno y... any suggestions guyz? leave any suggestion at my tag box and thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i reboot  my computer or anything else can i do to recover my comp? any medicines to cure? help... im helpless. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky me, now i juz back from my aunt, Yuni, 's open house which located oso in bukit panjang but at segar rd. 2 lrt station away from mine place. was there since morning at 9am but first went fajar shopping center go pasar (market)  then helped out setting up as her friends coming over at 12 noon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was at fajar shopping center the kedai makan near shop n save, i bang to tis one uncle which look so familiar, wen look properly sekali it was Team's dad muahahaha... talk for a while and off he go while i still waiting for my granny and yuni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat, Yuni's twin, tat oso my aunt , my sista and me crazily helped out at the kitchen and Yuni called us her bangladesh maid muahahaha. watever! her friends went home ard 5pm the lastest and after tat hr for the family(mum side) open hs lak. not all came la. thats all off at ard 9pm leaving unwashed dishes soo sorie yuni... wat to do... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, wait for my coming entry with the hari raya outing pictures otey....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110165400557265578?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110165400557265578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110165400557265578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110165400557265578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110165400557265578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/11/sorie-for-long-time-didnt-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110165738617989744</id><published>2004-11-28T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T00:12:24.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;pissed off&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pissed off&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pissed off&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pissed off&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU moron... uncivilised baberan... idiotic... paranoid... annoying... devilish..... disgusting... dumb... i dun noe.... heard from my spy...got tis person la dun wan to mention who la... if terasa den tooo bad lor.... damn tis person upside down ar... i dun noe wat had gone into tis person's head. i dun even talk or gossip abotu tis tis tis preson and tis person picking a fight with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo gosh.... really making me mad ar. if tis person who really wants picking a fight, U ARE REALLY tuutttt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U think i got noting to do talking or doing something to u huh!!! eh, i can do other things ar eh... please for onces ar. GROW UP PEOPLE... Use ur BRAIN not ur BUTT pls.... eeewww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATEVER LA..... i dun give a DAMN on u ar... say la wat ever u wan... picking fight ker or bullshitting ke... do wat ever u wan.... but pls....dun ever gets things out of ur hands je la eh.... buruk padah nyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANDAI BUAT.....PANDAI TELAN K.... OOPS should i say "OMG, I SOOOOOOO SCARED"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jgn sampai terkena batang hidung sendiri ar eh..... slamat ar k Dun ask who am i refering to ar eh.... for ME know and for U to find out ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110165738617989744?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110165738617989744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110165738617989744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110165738617989744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110165738617989744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/11/pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110127783174622080</id><published>2004-11-24T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T14:37:40.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helo... we meet again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first paper that is FMK is OVER... and 2nd paper SVQ hahahahha.... im now left with FAC that is tomorrow but i didnt start revision muahahha... notty notty azuwa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me summarize wat i've done last few days... last friday after fmk... i was with ismail, papa, marz wani and shidah tat time. went to j.e entertainment kfc for our lunch and went to mac for grp study. end up we didnt study but discussing our raya plan hahaha. we intend to go home but we didnt hahahah but wani and shidah went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe where we went? we went to west coast mac study again but then not study but talk thing out wat we each other dont like etc... get to noe each other closer hahahha. we end up went home ard 6.30... and that was soo late for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky me, I've told my mum early inthe morning that im be back late. hahaha unlike papa, he didnt told his mum he going home late and get scold ar.. papa, u must remember that when ever u going out wif ur frens u shld inform ur mum first k... make tat as ur lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday rite after SVQ, We as usual the gang consist of ismail, papa, marz, julz, Huda and me. wani didnt came along as she went home with shidah hahaha... aniwae its last min plan.. i and papa don wan to go home tat early... hahahah. we went parco bugis junction follow marz. she wanted to buy bear. tats her motive going there as for us, the rest, juz chilling ard... then headed to town, went to far east. walk ard and marz bought butterfly ear ring it was sooo the nice.. ismail... bought waist band (brown) hahaha as for papa he bought a new watch which so geogorous u noe... i like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to takshimaya, the kunnikuniya( not sure the spelling is correct or not...). as ismail went to met his fren, liana and shila... wat went back to j.e entertainment haf our 2nd lunch hahaha we feel so hungry after walk here and there. then from there we went back and its ard 5pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while im were with them, papa discovered that my phone... has a missed calls and guess who it from??? guess?? hahaha it's from Him.. kuwang~kuwang~ :D. called him back.. and we talk2 4 a while hahah i guess its not a while indeed but long talk... u imagine wen i from far east walking all the way to takashimaya and back to paragon... tats so long hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even ismail say heys tats a long talk ok... i haven put down hahha. when i was in kunnikuniya, he call again and i was like wat he wants until he called me twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he ask me whether on 5 dec am i free on that day... that 5 dec i oso no plan so ask him y. he told me their family and relative planned to went to gathering a day out to eat at apollo hotel like last year. and his parents ask me along. and i say no of coz. i will be malu sey... now im not wif him any more and feel weird la going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he were like insist me going. and tell me not to tink the negative, as his cousinz were bringing partners along. so since that he bringing me too... i was so shoock wathe told me la... watever la, u.... he say that he dont mind la if he the one who ask me for that occasion and i refused. but this from his parents and he told me that i cant refused the ajakan from them. i was half hearted and i dunno wat to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, wat will the other think abt me going out wif him and his family lagi. maybe the other will say " azuwa, u are bullshitting man. u flirty, u watever la they say. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* other- is not refering to his relative ok. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends i told wasnt agreed and let me follow... they scared i will be back with him again and suffered again. and i have my niat readi... and i wont publish my niat here wont let u guys noe ar... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shall ends here... its tolong entry ok... bye take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110127783174622080?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110127783174622080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110127783174622080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110127783174622080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110127783174622080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/11/helo.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110069034997450650</id><published>2004-11-17T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T19:19:09.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CouNtDoWn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; days to my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FMK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Counting down to my 1st paper &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;FMK&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Fundamental of Marketing&lt;/span&gt;) nightmare paper muahahahha  which on tis coming FRIDAY , 19 NOV 2004 . I'll be seating for that paper in the morning  so people pray hard for me ok.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my next paper is on Monday 22nd Nov 2004 which is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;SVQ&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Service Quality&lt;/span&gt;) another nightmare paper... both paper was sooo dry.... haizz...  and my last paper is&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; FAC&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Financial and COsting&lt;/span&gt;) tis one ok la... can  can ar... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;21 st Nov 2004, there's a majlis cukur janggut oops... not tat cukur rambut for my little niece, Sabrina Batrisyia. Come ya for that occasion k.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt; again ..... haizz.. kla tats it... bye....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-110069034997450650?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110069034997450650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110069034997450650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110069034997450650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110069034997450650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/11/countdown.html' title='CouNtDoWn'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-110059257756292746</id><published>2004-11-16T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T17:47:02.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sorry for not updating as Im veri veri veri veri the &lt;strong&gt;BUZI&lt;/strong&gt;... for &lt;strong&gt;HARI RAYA&lt;/strong&gt;... It's onli 3rd day and still not late to wish u guyz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;To Muslims People,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maaf Zahir Batin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;On the Hari Raya, people ask for forgiveness among each other. Those who buat salah... they minta ampun... To me, even though Hari Raya the spark was there actualli... I miss those who wasnt there at my granny hs... Throughout the journey also, I keep thinking why must all these stupid things ha[[ened even Hari raya for us to celebrate our victory... meninggalkan Ramadhan.. berharap bertemu semula..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hari Raya la yg akan buat kite berstau semula akan tetapi ku salah... Api kemarahan masih menyalah-nyalah di dalam hati. Ape akan ku buat, hanye berdoa semoga lembut kan hati mereka yg dlm kemarahan. Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;dahla buat aper nk beredih2 ya... kla nk crite nie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1st day of Hari Raya, visit to all relatives mostly to my late grand father that we always go every year. First house &lt;em&gt;of coz&lt;/em&gt; must be at my nyayi house... there, got lots of diut raya from uncle and aunty... hahaha. okla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Journey to every houses that we mampu, I reali tak der kaki (frenz). Have to befrenz wif my little cousinz aged from 4 to 10 years old... haizz... jadi la dr takde. all the way, I disturb and disturb and disturb them haha. habit ar.. wen makan time ajak my future sista in law la my aunty, PaT, la. at last I makan with my cousin, KOrOs sama2. and even mum say "bdk post-sec kwn dgn bdk pri" haha ape lg we say la "wat cousins for per, tukang pelahak makanan la". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;whole day, my frenz i mix is my cousin bro,abg afiz, and little cousin,Koros, jadi la... abg afiz isnt same aged with me. maybe he oso tot seem he oso no fren. Usually my brother, azhar, always with her on hari raya.. but tis yr, he bring his gf along.. so he asyikk dgn ehem diela... tat's y ang afiz with me... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It sounds &lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt;... I think Im bullshitting here... at least there's a place where i can express out my feeling rather than keeping in my heart. &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/8285723-110059257756292746?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/110059257756292746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=110059257756292746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110059257756292746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/110059257756292746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/11/hari-raya.html' title='Hari Raya'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109998267370358246</id><published>2004-11-09T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T14:44:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This song, the template and the everything represents my mind, heart everything indeed.  So guyz do enjoi alrite ok... let the fate lead the way... Horrible feeling I facing currently.. but the problem are nowhere to found wats in mind... no one noes include myself... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everthing.... I dunno... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I Have Loved You Since The Beginning Of Time. But we only met yesterday.Well that was when time began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life Isn't More Important&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't more important to me than her.What's more important to a manthan his faith?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's lips that show the way to love,born of that very first kisswhen time suspended a momentgives way to passionate bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Only sensitive lips impartthe need of an aching heart,only lips can draw lovers close,the same lips tear them apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I speak of loveyou'll think I'm likeeveryone else,but my heart this morningis incomparable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love hovered in the nightFormless promise of delightWithout a name&lt;br /&gt;Then springing from the darkSinging with the larkYou came.Love has a name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love is a circle that doth restless moveIn the same sweet eternity of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To whisper soft and quivering your name,And drink the passion burning in your frame;&lt;br /&gt;To lie at full length, taut, with cheek to cheek,And tease your mouth with kisses till you speak;&lt;br /&gt;To hear you ask if I shall love always,And myself answer: Till the end of days;&lt;br /&gt;To feel your easeful sigh of happinessWhen on your trembling lips I murmur: Yes;&lt;br /&gt;It is so sweet. We know it is not true.What matters it? The night must shed her dew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have so much faith in you.I believe I could wait for your voicesilently, through centuries of darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There's wat I can shared with you guyz out dere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ends here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109998267370358246?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109998267370358246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109998267370358246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109998267370358246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109998267370358246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/11/feeling.html' title='The feeling'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109991688552786134</id><published>2004-11-08T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:01:13.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Firstly me wanna wish these two guyz on their special day today... To TEAMRXZ and PAPA a veri &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hapi berpdae to u... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hapi berpdae to u.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hapi berpdae to TEAMRXZ and PAPA.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HApi berpdae to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;May all ur wishes come true... All the best in watever u guyz do in future....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ya I'm getting slack in my studies especially... nowadayz loves to skip class... hahaha... i dunno y... eventhough I in class, but my mind wasnt there... like what today happened... I onli came for 1 lesson at 12 but yet we came late for that lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My school starts at 9 in the morning, I didnt go I woke up late la plus I oso don wan to start early. Taking my own sweet time to prepared myself to school. Before I out to school, Papa called me telling me that they (papa, wani &amp;amp; ismail) planned to meet at Jurong point as we now having a 2hr break.. I apa lagi set ar... Know what I did a sin wen in school, but i dun wan to mention it. that's was my first time doing it men dlm bulan puasa lagi.. Subahhanal-allah azuwa. Dun do again otey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meet papa and wani at juron east mrt last cabin 1st den meet ismail dere. We walked and walked here and dere. kalo nak pi makan pon, now bulan ramadhan so people all puasa unless they haf an excuses. At the same time, we find present for my papa and dearest team... We were wandering wat to buy. thinking is these and that to give.. to buy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At dere, wani bought a pair of socks from Levis shop which cost i dunno.. and left me and ismail... the nite before, papa msg to go geylang to buy something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sekali songkat lak yg nak dibeli... hehe We went to accompany him dere and oso help to choose. He bought silver with black songket for himself and I bought this stripe shirt for team... coz I like that shirt and it seems nice and tot to make that as his present but at last nope... The shirt i juz give him fo fun. For me, it's not appropriate gift haha silly azuwa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From geylang, we headed to bugis walk around finding ismail's fren Koko for present too. meeting jewelz and marz too dere. we really walked whole floor of the parco junction. I tot there's no really lots of people we could see... but we wronged!! Saw quite alots of ITEs students but not in the same sch walking ard with uniform on... sekali.... these grp of guyz of logistic cos from the same sch appeared I was like paisey sey wen saw them... trying to get off the site off at 5pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mind is not with me anymore after yesterday. thinking and daydreaming alwayz. Reali hoping something nice to turn nice really nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ends here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109991688552786134?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109991688552786134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109991688552786134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109991688552786134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109991688552786134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/11/wishes.html' title='Wishes'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109991851792105140</id><published>2004-11-07T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T20:55:17.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Takziah  kpd Arwahyarham Orpie b Abd Latif</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the morning I received a called from my aunt, Pat, that her father in law had passed away. Innalilahiwainnahirojiul.. ard 9 plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to melawat at ard 2pm with sista and dad.. meeting my aunt, Ibu, unlce, wak mad, cousinz, ainah, ashraf, and syahid at my lola's blk go together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reached there, saw Him but pretend2 didnt see coz I dun like tat way ar but wat can I do sey. Trying to make noting happen he dunno me and me dunno him never noe each other. Even saw his parents and relatives dere too but I treats normal ar... smiling here and dere i wan.  Talk to them but not him ar.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I oso followed the trip to perkuburan at Lim chu kang...arwahnyer blked at blk 25. If I type all wat happened till tomorrow oso never finish. cut it short, finish kebumikan I straight board the same bus  but not him.. he took his dad's cab and off to nowhere to be found. ahakz... beats me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I glad I saw him today and at least bole lepas kan rindu by looked at him. haizz... In my journey back, I dreaming again thinking abt him i dunno y.. but still I've feelings for him ar for past few months nie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wishing him to called me after this.. I was CORRECT!!! he did.. thked god.. talk to him as per normal for at least an hour ar.. watever it is, I glad he did that.. to be fren back with me... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ends here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109991851792105140?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109991851792105140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109991851792105140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109991851792105140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109991851792105140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/11/takziah-kpd-arwahyarham-orpie-b-abd.html' title='Takziah  kpd Arwahyarham Orpie b Abd Latif'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109941415467099005</id><published>2004-11-02T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T23:56:25.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Geylang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today Didnt bring my handphone to school... sei... forget sey abt my handphone until I was under the blk... tot of climb back to take it but as Im in the hurry for the assembly I juz let it at home for one day. People like Ismail, Wani, Lina, etc trying to contact me but failed. hahaha tooo bad I didnt bring my handphone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In WAD lesson, Marz, Huda, Wani , Ismail and me ate..hahaha they were in the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; victory&lt;/span&gt; haha.. onli important person knows wats that stands for!! kuwang~kuwang~ they ate chicken burger while mi ate fries. Ismail and mi could have one more, we were sooo damn hungry. Bought another chicken burger that we ask Huda to buy. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me talk abt the so called "adelah" is... I was been punked by my veri the own larling tata... so bad... I was realli hoping that 'adelah" is reali exist and is the Someone I like... aaww...*heart broken into pieces)* for further dateail, sudah orietatio... Overexcited with meeting him. lolx... kirim slm den... to u mum especial k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite after school, I went to geylang with mum, sista in law and Kak Mira for shopping. So ridiculious rite went to geylang after school... not with school uniform pls la... Lucky mum spare me one black long sleeve and headscarf... hahaha wearing with school pant. lamee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thinks I ends here la... I need to go for my FAC lesson bye take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109941415467099005?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109941415467099005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109941415467099005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109941415467099005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109941415467099005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/11/trip-to-geylang.html' title='Trip to Geylang'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109922370588995119</id><published>2004-10-31T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T23:57:52.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:( Cant manage to fast.. It came.. aaww.. Day off.. Went to Ili's house to collect Sewing machine for mum.. She need to sew hari raya curtain. Ili and I had a great talks (grandfather talk).. sharing our thoughts , feelings and opinion gether2 till I liat to go home like super glue. hahaha. Bring back 1 jahit tepi and sewing machine which was sooo damn heavy... die die oso have to bring no choice ar... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On my way home in cab, Team called hahaha I was sooo excited haha... company me in the cab as my sista lak sleep haizz so no one to talk to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Noting much la happened to today... haizz... reached home, I turn on my computer to update my blog and to see who tag me.. I still thinking who is the "adelah" is... In MSN, had a chat with Marz guessing who is the "adelah" hahha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today's menu is very light i can say. We had mee suah with egg, sardine roll and epok2, and cocktails... Yet it's full for me... maybe different appetite when fasting month. lolx...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I shall end this entry so take care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;with love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Preity_aZuWa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109922370588995119?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109922370588995119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109922370588995119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109922370588995119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109922370588995119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/cant-manage-to-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109921915751828034</id><published>2004-10-30T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T18:39:17.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Know what that stuff, it's juz a foul alarm.. Lucky me didnt break the fast... *angel azuwa*.  so I got my puasa full lor for both today and yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My family planned to break fast at Hjh Maimunah Restaurant ... But cancelled due to Uncle Orpie's health. He was hospitalize 2 days ago but become worsen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The doc say he's getting critical... He can only survive with the help of the oxygen. Pray hard for him insya allah cepat sembuh.. panjang kan umur nyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At 3.3opm the weather was sooooo dark I was siap2 to go hospital. rain heavily and lightning striking across... I tot it's good if I cancelled not to go. Think and think... I decided to go. Reached there ard 5.30pm, Meet ma mum and sista in law at the lobby den proceed to 2nd level CCU(coronary care unit)  where uncle Orpie is.  I went to meet him but he still inconscious. Theres lots of tubes in his body, I could see one at his side throat...  better not to say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After visiting uncle Orpie, mum planned to break fast West Coast but end up at hospital waiting room hahaha. I had nasi briyani with green tea and additional of smashed potato from 7eleven. ok la.. nice.  Ard 8.30pm, we went back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was waiting for Team to call me since yesterday... haha... We usually talks on phone and sumetimes went out together. Team is a nicest guy I ever meet. Known him seen july 2003, started from MSN to Phone and finally Meet. Gerls out dere who is keen to get knoe him... sure... be my guest.. Team always my larling and not too forget my dearest larlingz Tata and Jaja, deary Wani and Aisyah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I ends here see u ard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109921915751828034?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109921915751828034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109921915751828034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109921915751828034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109921915751828034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/know-what-that-stuff-its-juz-foul.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109904632466809250</id><published>2004-10-29T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T18:38:44.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Friday... end of the week... last day of the week in school... wal lah... Crystal Marz and my group manage to rent a laptop from schoo. its brand new and advance but dunno wat brand ar hahaha.. everyone in class especially,ALvin, was jealous hahaha as his was lousy.. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By renting it, I hope we can finished our project on time.. *pray hard* Once I received that laptop from Mr alvin... I was like jakun...hehehe maklum lah I don own any laptop @ home u see.. Ismail brought the laptop home to tried to start the first if he can... I wish that someone who expertise it Coldfusion can help us with this project... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Not only project stress, Exam fever FINAL YEAR EXAMINATION is around the corner too... haizz... lots of things to caught up... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Marz and Ismail didnt fasting today as Marz have an excuse so do Ismail... His reason is he's sick and his mum didnt encourge to fast oso... Get well soon ya Ismail... talking about fasting... Im sad... I was walking back home from school, the sun was veri heat hahaha... could even feel the burn on my skin.. As walking, I feel so thirsty damn thirsty. I even haf the intention to break my fast... but my iman still strong so i didnt.. reached home at 1.35pm, terus take a nap for a while woke up ard 4.15pm...and back to my housework like maid hahaha... manage to wash the clothes and little of this and that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At 5.30pm, the victory that Marz waiting for had arrived... why must it be at this time... cant it out after buke... at least I get today's fasting... haizzz.... even though I supposely to break it, I wants to wait for the time (buke) same as the rest who is fasting... It's not that I degil ar to juz ignore the rules but I oso need to respect the one who is now fasting at home... *angel azuwa* hehe... and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In mind also, I was thinking and thinking who is the "adelah" that tag in my tagboard... Its bugging me... anyway nice if tat "adelah" tell me his identity.... alrite adelah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kla tats time for me to help out my mum in kitchen for the buke... well shall meet again... Anyway peole make the tag going alrite....May the force be with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;with love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pretiy_azuwa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109904632466809250?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109904632466809250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109904632466809250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109904632466809250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109904632466809250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109904357489851756</id><published>2004-10-28T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T17:52:54.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ColdFusion Fever</title><content type='html'>Today noting much happened in school I can say... as usual stress about Coldfusion project... Even though I took it as noting yet my minds is not in ease ahakz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Coldfusion, I cant my project... I realy need help from the expertise... Come out and put ur butt here and help me... :'-( Left 0ne week to go for the sumission date but we didnt nothing... OMG... sickening isnt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end here noting to say anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109904357489851756?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109904357489851756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109904357489851756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109904357489851756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109904357489851756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/coldfusion-fever.html' title='ColdFusion Fever'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109895702871952190</id><published>2004-10-27T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T17:57:21.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a day to Chinatown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wat a day for me.... Tiring plus enjoyable day... I can say... Ma Lesson starts at 9.15 as I waiting for tat.. I sit at the staircase in front SR5 lab. While waiting, I could even hear Marz's voice from 3rd floor.. even though she's small... she has a loud voice but SHe's cute...haha. Tats my Marz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she is.. with papa... after their PBR lesson. They planned to went out since we have a lots of break in between. She asked me to cabut ma FAC lesson. but I've juz came u see. I oso don want to left behind so I told them let me go for tis lesson then we could decide to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the lab, my mind wasnt there I kept thinking the outing..haha... I veri kin to go hahaha *notty azuwa* lagipon there's no teaching held juz doing our group case-study... Before few mins  to 10, I outz off the lab staright to meet them in the library. while walking towards there, saw "someone" hehehe someone oso going in library. I break with a huge smile once i saw that someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last we went for the 11am lesson that is SVQ, while waiting for ismail to come. After that lesson, we went out to Chinatown OG... Tats quite far. went there, Marz and papa bought a Meiji chocolate which cost for $2.30 damn expensive for a small box.. but not realli a small box. Then to Taka and Far East..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Far East I send to burn ma digi cam photos to cd which cost me $10 for one card. To me its cheap even though inside theres a lots lots of pix and oso bought a Von Dutch sling bag (brown) aft dixcount $19.90. and Ismail bought 2 pair of belts there. Even though we were like trying to save our money up, we cant at least muz have something to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among us who spend the highest is me... followed by ismail $23 and the rest. after that we went back to school for our next TWO lesson... and home sweet home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ends here..janneh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109895702871952190?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109895702871952190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109895702871952190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109895702871952190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109895702871952190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/wat-day-to-chinatown.html' title='Wat a day to Chinatown'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109878655645855927</id><published>2004-10-26T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T18:29:16.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im bored... Nothing in mind what to wrote in here... so gomenasai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109878655645855927?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109878655645855927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109878655645855927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109878655645855927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109878655645855927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109873030799024067</id><published>2004-10-26T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T02:51:47.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's the beginning of the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday timetable sucks I can say. damn boring! Lunch we only can hang around the skool accept canteen. It's not wrong if we hang there but wat for... making us feel hungry jer. Find a place to chill from one end to another, first banches near band room.. while we were there... I got to see HIM... haha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;How happy I was that time... Only Gods noes haha... then change to second floor juz above it playing UNo for few times and we got bored.. memang da tak der keje, we try to stack up the cards up. I try so many times but didnt manage accept for wani and Ismail. Wani give up half way left ismail achieving to victory... hahaha... It was sooooooo fun... :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In Wad lesson, Yong Soon help my group and Marz with the WAD project thing. Thanks Yong Soon.. With his guiden, we know we are in the rite tracks... I managed to do the enter the stuff in the database while Ismail searched for the toys so do Marz. Hopes we could finish the project on time. Insya-allah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Skool ends at 3, Papa and me went to Ismail's house to check out FMK powerpt. Wendy and Wani cant join us bcoz wendy, she did some of her part and wani, she got something on juz now. Everything's okla... went out from Ismail's hs ard 6.20, papa and I was wondering sempat tak...sempat tak... haha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At least, papa can reached home on the dot where as for me, I break my fast in the Lrt..even though there cant eat..who cares. I eat there... drink there... haha.. having ma light break.. lucky me, I nekad bought one bar of chocolate cadburyhaze nut and a botol of green tea.. yummy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reached home at about 7.15, once step in the hs... I rushed in the toilet and seconded to the round table.. eat... yummy.. I haf my lontong and sambal goreng haha there... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While writing the entry, my stomach keroncong again... ahakz.. Now it's 3.00 in the morning, I guess I better get some nap b4 waking up at 4.00 for sahur... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall ends here... ta-ta...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109873030799024067?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109873030799024067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109873030799024067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109873030799024067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109873030799024067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-beginning-of-week-monday-timetable.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109872815793477346</id><published>2004-10-24T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T02:15:57.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Dog....*haiz*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm... I was like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mad dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; running in the middle of the nite..... Damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;LAst Friday, went to town with ma ite's frenz... consist Iskandar, Marz, Ismail, one of Ismail's fren named KOKO... and oso ma larling, Jaja.... We break our &lt;em&gt;fast &lt;/em&gt;together at BK Far East Plaza... It turns smoothly... After that, saw my beloved, Mr Anthony and his Wife... omg... She's preety I can say.... ahakz.. We walked here and dere to PS at ard 9.30pm and went home. Even though, It's tiring but we haf fun, I guess. &lt;em&gt;Bites me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Times for us to go in our separate ways, as Jaja and me taking bus 190 while the rest taking train home. It's dizzling on that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Reached at Bukit Panjang Tasik where I always alight with jaja, there's INCIDENT happened!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~KaCua!!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She decided to walked under a blk near the Tasik... dunno wat blk la. Maybe Blk 400 plus at Gangsa rd. I regret walking there as I can even saw ma *&lt;em&gt;bestfren&lt;/em&gt;* (kacua) around crawling here and there along the corridor . That STupid thing makes me uneasy. The eerie and ragu2 feelings were inside meand I even shout sey. I don like kacua, man... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cant stand it so I walk as fast as I can leaving jaja behind alone. Im sorie jaja but I really cant stand that u c. hahaha... I noe u all will laugh at me for tis...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the conclusion, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To those who dislikes kacua alot LIKE myself....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beware of the blk tat I mention and sometimes u wil neva expect that creature were around calling u...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ends here den... take care...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109872815793477346?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109872815793477346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109872815793477346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109872815793477346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109872815793477346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/mad-doghaiz.html' title='Mad Dog....*haiz*'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109872832081509370</id><published>2004-10-23T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T02:18:40.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Specially to DIAN.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Semog dipanjangkan umur adn dimurahkan rezeki....&lt;/em&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/8285723-109872832081509370?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109872832081509370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109872832081509370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109872832081509370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109872832081509370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/specially-to-dian.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109895989642348293</id><published>2004-10-22T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T18:38:16.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times in Orchard</title><content type='html'>I meeting Marz, Papa, Ismail and Koko (ismail's fren) at Orchard MRT staircase.. Papa came early followed by me, marz, ismail and koko then ard 7.15 met jaja after her werk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to break our fast together and watch movie end up juz window shopping haha... its a lame thing. From ORchard mrt, we went to wisma atria to taka to heeren to far east and to PS... walk and walk and walk thats wat we do there... quite tiring i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we break our fast at Far East Burger King.. we had a enjoyable meal there...me,papa, jaja and marz bought mushroom meal, whereas for koko and ismail i not sure ar... hehhe sori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sempat take some pictures during our outing hahaha... so, people check out in my photobucket at Orchard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farwell people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preity_azuwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109895989642348293?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109895989642348293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109895989642348293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109895989642348293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109895989642348293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/times-in-orchard.html' title='Times in Orchard'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109841840618440687</id><published>2004-10-22T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T12:13:26.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everybody, now your dear friend ismail going to say something about the class. Yesterday, the chinese jus bought a MP3. The malays were jealous. especially azuwa. She was shouting "wo me yo chean liao". Its a bit irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus wish I could shout her mouth up. But she kept re[peating herself. NVR mind. Today, early in the morning, every neck were hang with Mp3. Showing off.. go to hell with it. Now in class, mazlinah were complaining about being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know shes lying, she want to buy the burger down stair and I said mazlinah no. What if people see?? but she was begging me. At last, I was able to calm her down. We had decided to visit mcdonald after school. I want to have evm. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azuwa is beside me. She looked like a fool, but who cares. Iskandar kpo kpo behind me. He is always kpo kpo. I dont know why. Wani suddenly comes over to read. Shes another one.. very kpo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Huda is day dreaming at the corneer of the class. You know what, she secretly msg me just now. She said you puasa?. hmm.. Shes hinting me to eat mcdonald with her also. AND I SAID NO. SESUNGGUHNYA AKU SEDANG BERPUASA... Now she merajuk. I wonder how to comfort her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know, today teacher concentrate on his teaching to the chinese only. I can see his racism towards malay. I dont care I dont like coldfusion anyway but I can see the my groupmates is lazy to do the dreamweaver. Damn you all.. I wont do it either. huh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. i want to sign off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love&lt;br /&gt;Ismail Masdi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109841840618440687?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109841840618440687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109841840618440687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109841840618440687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109841840618440687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/hi-everybody-now-your-dear-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109841730765880179</id><published>2004-10-22T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T11:55:07.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continued....</title><content type='html'>marz just falls ill, she just called her mum and her mum says she's bullshitting AGAIN!!!!  Cause all she wants is to BUKA early. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the three girls in my class, Look like mad dog.... damn mad dog....GRRRR!!!!!!  CAuse of the presentation....  They are pissy now.....  Melvin combed his hair like one GAY like that!!!!!  I hate ALvin's face look like 1 oink* like that!!!  ALmost the whole class got the same MP3.. cause they bought it yesterday at the bazaar outside Co-Op... So.. I don't know... how to describe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ismail is roaming around the room, saying this," I'm so bored!!!!".  What a face. You should be here to see.  Wani is smsing, sape je!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note* typewriten by Marz- edited by Papa nye and azuwa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109841730765880179?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109841730765880179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109841730765880179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109841730765880179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109841730765880179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/continued.html' title='continued....'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109841678636968460</id><published>2004-10-22T11:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T11:46:26.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the class</title><content type='html'>In the LAB.... B4/201...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazlinah is rite beside me... she is scared.... that I will tell her secrets out .... and Iskandar.... the papa... is behind me... kepo ngok2.... hahaha Ismail now.. is in MSN... tak abis2 jer.... while wani.... she is in YoK Buat Kuih Raya.... searching for Chocolate cake cookies etc... yummy.... delicious.... hahahaha.... Oh no... &lt;em&gt;Sungguh nyer aku sedang berpuasa&lt;/em&gt;.... Huda lak... is playing with her handphone.... messaging people... hahaha.... Juliana... i think she is sleeping at home as she is not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher, Mr Kelvin Tan... explaining my classmates, that damn, Coldfusion shit thingy again~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ismail just went to the toilet leaving his MSN on that makes MArz, so tempted to go and see over and there he was just came back from the toilet with that stare on his face that can just send shivers down people spine...  OOOooo Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109841678636968460?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109841678636968460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109841678636968460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109841678636968460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109841678636968460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/day-in-class.html' title='A day in the class'/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109841678124807374</id><published>2004-10-22T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T11:46:21.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the LAB.... B4/201...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazlinah is rite beside me... she is scared.... that I will tell her secrets out .... and Iskandar.... the papa... is behind me... kepo ngok2.... hahaha Ismail now.. is in MSN... tak abis2 jer.... while wani.... she is in YoK Buat Kuih Raya.... searching for Chocolate cake cookies etc... yummy.... delicious.... hahahaha.... Oh no... &lt;em&gt;Sungguh nyer aku sedang berpuasa&lt;/em&gt;.... Huda lak... is playing with her handphone.... messaging people... hahaha.... Juliana... i think she is sleeping at home as she is not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher, Mr Kelvin Tan... explaining my classmates, that damn, Coldfusion shit thingy again~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ismail just went to the toilet leaving his MSN on that makes MArz, so tempted to go and see over and there he was just came back from the toilet with that stare on his face that can just send shivers down people spine...  OOOooo Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109841678124807374?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109841678124807374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109841678124807374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109841678124807374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109841678124807374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-lab.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109837565437617509</id><published>2004-10-22T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T02:20:11.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello...&lt;/span&gt; we meet again... ahakzz... yesterday was my FAC &lt;em&gt;CA2&lt;/em&gt;... Even though i didnt realli studied for the test.. and last min revision in class for 2hr wif rai and ros... i really gets in ma haed indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could answered the question but I didnt really bothered If I cant get full marks for that paper... i know the must be a mistake here and dere... I tried ma best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my Larling, Aznita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;... Here's a message for u...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hope u will have a long life and happiness always.. insya-allah... nah...birthday kish... mmmmmuuuaaaarrrghhh.... hope to see u again... i kinda miss u , u noe...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;so thats it... im tired... im getting some sleep... and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To DIAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; H&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;appy advanced 19th birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; ya.... hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;janneh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109837565437617509?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109837565437617509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109837565437617509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109837565437617509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109837565437617509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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-8285723.post-109837588586250051</id><published>2004-10-21T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T02:17:29.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;here's the short one.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;To Muslims people out dere....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat menyambut bulan RAMADHAN Al-MubaRak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8285723-109837588586250051?l=freakyazuwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/feeds/109837588586250051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8285723&amp;postID=109837588586250051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109837588586250051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8285723/posts/default/109837588586250051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freakyazuwa.blogspot.com/2004/10/heres-short-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Preity_aZuWa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00848481667848375590</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>
