<?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-4159189159184493247</id><updated>2011-08-02T08:13:33.883+08:00</updated><category term='random crazy nuts stupid shit'/><category term='xeravina'/><category term='true facts of life'/><category term='the saturdays issues britney spears everytime'/><title type='text'>taking the stage.</title><subtitle type='html'>...livin' the drama.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>380</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1032314106400490437</id><published>2010-06-04T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T01:25:50.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last post in you, dear bloggie...&lt;br /&gt;Last post from Malaysia before I leave..&lt;br /&gt;Last pots sent from Glenmarie Cove...&lt;br /&gt;Last post from my good ol' Dell Dimension 3100...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please look-up for my new blog in the next few days in my facebook profile...&lt;br /&gt;Forever Luvs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1032314106400490437?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1032314106400490437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1032314106400490437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1032314106400490437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1032314106400490437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/06/last.html' title='The Last...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-4640514499352192900</id><published>2010-06-02T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:20:20.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more days to saying good-bye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even though I know not much people are reading this,&amp;nbsp;I would like to say thanks to those who does come here. I'm going to abandon this blog soon...*play dramatic/emotional music*&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... I'll change blog soon to represent the new life I'm going to have soon...fresh start, I say. I would like to change the way I blog to a more original version of me. I want to be darn honest, not about people and etc. but what I'm feeling right from my heart. *fresh from the oven*&lt;br /&gt;Please look out for my new blog address in my Facebook or Twitter...or even better, FOLLOW ME on Twitter... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4640514499352192900?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4640514499352192900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4640514499352192900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4640514499352192900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4640514499352192900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/06/2-more-days-to-saying-good-bye.html' title='2 more days to saying good-bye.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-7270177438763467924</id><published>2010-05-22T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:39:05.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Much stuff to buy before I leave for Indonesia~ Clothes, home clothes mostly...I need lots of clothes..t-shirts, blouses, dresses, shoes, pants, shorts, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Precisely, bought&amp;nbsp;black shorts from Mango few days back...and realized that I might need more of those.. there's a beige one and a purple one, want both. C:&lt;br /&gt;And bought a dress at blook too...but the problem is...it's too big...especially the upper part...siggghhh...&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally buying a PC...shall be having it in about 1 1/2 weeks... :D&lt;br /&gt;la la la... &lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm changing blog soon...reason I'm doing this is because I don't want to be reminded of memories etc when I post my (boring, plain ordinary) life story... so yeah...be waiting... C=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-7270177438763467924?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/7270177438763467924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=7270177438763467924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7270177438763467924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7270177438763467924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/05/shopping.html' title='shopping♥'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1392804619695973309</id><published>2010-05-17T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:16:23.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mental pressure.</title><content type='html'>Daddy is going to ask if laptop use in Ciputra is compulsory...&lt;br /&gt;if it's not...that he wouldn't get me one...&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh....my Daddy is so one of that kind of people who will not buy their kids something unless it's in a life-or-death situation....&lt;br /&gt;If it's not important, it can wait....yeah, that's my Daddy.&amp;nbsp;They have a time for every single event in my life...from small ones like this...to the big ones.. 'Good parenting skills', bravo~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll get a good news tomorrow...tee-tee-ta-ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1392804619695973309?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1392804619695973309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1392804619695973309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1392804619695973309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1392804619695973309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/05/mental-pressure.html' title='mental pressure.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-7950501323825841333</id><published>2010-05-14T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T00:27:54.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of inspiration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;everything I wanna talk about is about people...and how I feel towards them.&amp;nbsp;Everybody has got this problem, really. Don't tell me you don't.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Like there's one person who gave me bad memories for&amp;nbsp;most of my school life...I try not to hold grudges, but everytime the attitude comes back...all my hate bursts out like an atomic bomb.But each time I'm being treated with all those friendliness, I always sucumb...it's like all my hate is buried.&amp;nbsp;Now, I'm just going to be a neutral along with the flow. I don't want to get angry, I don't want to get friendly...I'm just a person. Acquintances...maybe somethings are worth keeping, but I'll leave them to the person...good or bad.. I won't carry anything.&lt;br /&gt;Strangely...another person was someone I knew at the same time&amp;nbsp;as the other person, only for 7 years,&amp;nbsp;we rarely get into a conversation...Conversation is not the words...we never had a conversation as I remembered. Just few sentences to each other. or maybe words.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't believe right now I'm being so open with that person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really...is the term 'Best Friends'&amp;nbsp;ever related to time? I don't think so.&amp;nbsp;well, for me...some does come&amp;nbsp;from the beginning...but some arrived at the end too...and they're more&amp;nbsp;understanding, caring, kind&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;most importantly...fits the term 'FRIEND'...better than some that came from the beginning just to treat me badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥eLz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-7950501323825841333?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/7950501323825841333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=7950501323825841333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7950501323825841333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7950501323825841333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/05/out-of-inspiration.html' title='out of inspiration.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3675203945858069791</id><published>2010-05-07T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T00:35:50.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just noticed that I'm easily distracted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; How sad. &lt;br /&gt;it's like I made up my mind that I'm going to study my add. maths and maths...but the very next morning, I will open the book...scribble a little on it, solved a few questions (easy ones...) and..the next thing I know, my eyes is all over the computer monitor...&lt;br /&gt;I'M SUCH A PATHETIC BITCH...!!! &lt;br /&gt;I need to study for my IB courses..!! More accurate if I say...I need to study to take the enterance exam for the IB course..!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I MUST NOT GRADUATE WITH MY BROTHER..!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3675203945858069791?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3675203945858069791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3675203945858069791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3675203945858069791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3675203945858069791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-noticed-that-im-easily.html' title='I just noticed that I&apos;m easily distracted...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3026454452623056692</id><published>2010-05-05T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:28:13.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU, SONY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;hahahaha!!! It's like they knew what I want even if I don't say!!! &lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy!!&lt;br /&gt;I like the VAIO E series better than the CW...&lt;br /&gt;better graphic card, and CW has that inclining keyboard!!!&lt;br /&gt;but I thought of still choosing the CW because the E(B) series has a numpad that makes it bulky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just like that...&lt;br /&gt;they are releasing the new E series next week!!&lt;br /&gt;same processor (i3), same price...RM3299!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYAAA!!! I ♥♥♥ sony!!!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pictcha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S-GOa1zKbbI/AAAAAAAAASE/L-P-mgFuBJY/s1600/88833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S-GOa1zKbbI/AAAAAAAAASE/L-P-mgFuBJY/s320/88833.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUMPADS BEGONE!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHHH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3026454452623056692?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3026454452623056692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3026454452623056692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3026454452623056692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3026454452623056692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-you-sony.html' title='I LOVE YOU, SONY!!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S-GOa1zKbbI/AAAAAAAAASE/L-P-mgFuBJY/s72-c/88833.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-4739708126100820687</id><published>2010-05-01T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:32:35.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR Folio...TT_TT</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's only 2+ weeks before my bro has to hand in his History folio...My Mom is yelling at him every minute to finish it..and asking me to help him out....&lt;br /&gt;This year's topic is something to do with culture...that means no trip...&lt;br /&gt;Mine was more fun...XD we get to visit Melaka...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...my bro had to do Hari Raya Aidilfitri bcuz his most of his&amp;nbsp;classmates already did Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Mom..."Why are you so angry? If he fails it's his problem..."&lt;br /&gt;Mom's reply..."I got into an accident on the way to the library to get him the information...I don't know the way there and I went just to get him the information and it was 20 days ago..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why Harold doesn't feel responisble..&lt;br /&gt;He had the guts to tell my Mom he is supposed to be allowed to play game every weekend. Of cuz...Mom started screaming again after hearing that...&lt;br /&gt;It's like he doesn't care if he doesn't finish the project in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he's totally blur about everything.................................&lt;br /&gt;like literally...LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4739708126100820687?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4739708126100820687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4739708126100820687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4739708126100820687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4739708126100820687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/05/pmr-foliotttt.html' title='PMR Folio...TT_TT'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-4056874653276461725</id><published>2010-04-30T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:52:59.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puppies!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A dog near my bro's tuition recently gave birth to puppies...&lt;br /&gt;At first there were quite a number of them, but now there's only 3 pups left. I hope the rest are taken by some kind soul out there. &lt;br /&gt;I want one of the pups so badly, but I know that is not even close to possible. Mom keeps nagging..."House is never clean because of your dogs...blah blah..." &lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one who fell for a mini poodle at the pet shop... =_= she did. &lt;br /&gt;I fed the pups and their mom today...actually, the mom finished most of it... &lt;br /&gt;I brought like 2 1/2 cups of Jewel's NutriEdge Salmon &amp;amp; Rice. &lt;br /&gt;Mom said "Oh, I'm going bankrupt" when she saw the box I took to the car. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take pictures of the pups and mom, but I'm afraid that taking out any gadget in front of them will freak them out... &lt;br /&gt;At first my fav pup, the black-white patches and its sibling, a white one, approached me...and then another white one...&lt;br /&gt;The pups don't eat much..maybe it's because they're too young to eat solid food? &lt;br /&gt;The mom won't even approach the food until I back off...&lt;br /&gt;And when I did...she gobbled up the food... &lt;br /&gt;One by one the pups came to me...but there's this one white one...&lt;br /&gt;keep licking my foot. I'm like "Aww...you're so cute..." &lt;br /&gt;then it flipped over..."Owh...you're a boy..." &lt;br /&gt;Gone are my hopes to take you home, little puppy. (Not that I have any chance...)&lt;br /&gt;Okay...&lt;br /&gt;As long as they're there...I'm going to feed them... But I only get to feed them 3 times a week, cuz my bro only have tuition every Monday, Wednesday and Thurs... &lt;br /&gt;But I notice that people in that neighbourhood are taking care of their wellfare too, they made shelter for them by using plastic bag&amp;nbsp;over the bushes and an umbrella...&lt;br /&gt;Well, a temp home for the furkid family.&lt;br /&gt;*I think the pups have retriever blood in them...cuz they look like retrievers... :D&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind fostering the pups&amp;nbsp;though...but I'll have to give them up to people when they're old enough...that's the tough part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4056874653276461725?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4056874653276461725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4056874653276461725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4056874653276461725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4056874653276461725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/puppies.html' title='puppies!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-7987325942189278114</id><published>2010-04-25T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:30:27.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>personne ne prend mon coeur brisé....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S9MoCEXJmQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0Cvc0h1jP_Y/s1600/broken_heart-1823+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S9MoCEXJmQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0Cvc0h1jP_Y/s320/broken_heart-1823+copy.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deux personnes que j'aime, tout semblait être hors de ma portée,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je suis tellement stupide dans l'amour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Il ya en lui quelque chose qui me tient intéressés,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais il est si heureux avec les autres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;L'autre, je ne peux que rêver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;En fait, je rêve de tout tout le temps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;J'ai peur de la chose qu'on appelle l'amour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Je suis perdu et confus que fille.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-7987325942189278114?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/7987325942189278114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=7987325942189278114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7987325942189278114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7987325942189278114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/personne-ne-prend-mon-coeur-brise.html' title='personne ne prend mon coeur brisé....'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S9MoCEXJmQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0Cvc0h1jP_Y/s72-c/broken_heart-1823+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-5846293018942130284</id><published>2010-04-24T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T00:50:04.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's me-- in your eyes only.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;being human is always about being liked and disliked. At least that is part of the package.&lt;br /&gt;Phew, it's been a month since I quit Lethia...and started my own holiday before I restart my school in July, in a new country, new school, the biggest part of it...new people.&lt;br /&gt;I've been telling myself that I need to be really serious and study my ass off. The entrance test might not be easy...since the curriculum is fancy. (Not Indonesian Curriculum, mind you...tee hee). So far, I tried studying add. maths.. .guess what? Their Standard Level Maths...already has Form 5 add maths topic in it...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't want to be in Year 10...I have to work hard to prevent that from happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic. Being liked and disliked. &lt;br /&gt;Why do I want to talk about this? Because I just came up with a thought.&lt;br /&gt;This thing...the whole 'liked and disliked'&amp;nbsp;thingy..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's all the social thing. Either one of the category, people will talk about you.&lt;br /&gt;It exists because you cannot be that angel that simply loves everyone inside out. Even the closest person to you, there'll always be some qualities that you dislike. (Even so-called soulmates...)&lt;br /&gt;To be 'liked'...that too, not everyone will like you though. &lt;br /&gt;Lets say, in a school... &lt;br /&gt;Usually, the good-looking, flirtatious, bubbly,&amp;nbsp;sociable but not-so-good-in-studies&amp;nbsp;kid will be liked by most of the students. And some&amp;nbsp;teachers might like that kid, some might not.&lt;br /&gt;And the nerdy, not-so-good-looking, not socieable kid will be invinsible, or worse, hated by the fellow students. The teachers who are on the other team hates them too though. But some teachers adore them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? &lt;br /&gt;I'm changing skin...figuratively. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to change everything from my style, my attitude and I just want to be the new person that's seen by the new eyes around me.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, not forgetting people who's been with the previous version of me. They're always in my heart even if I change. ♥&lt;br /&gt;All the while I've been afraid to make choices, to talk, to voice out. It happens when I'm around strangers. &lt;br /&gt;The real me? I'm loud. I'm a good split of boy and girl attitude. I'm classy. I'm sensitive. &lt;br /&gt;The 'me' you have seen all these while...well, as the title says...&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S ME-- IN YOUR EYES ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv ya♥ regards, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO, my bitches!!! U r the ones I'll nvr, ever, ever, ever x9999 FORGET...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-5846293018942130284?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/5846293018942130284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=5846293018942130284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5846293018942130284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5846293018942130284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/thats-me-in-your-eyes-only.html' title='That&apos;s me-- in your eyes only.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8280839158424742304</id><published>2010-04-18T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:46:35.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have nothing to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;...except that I think I feel like erasing all my posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm bored with the way I blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't suit the ture blogging way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8280839158424742304?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8280839158424742304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8280839158424742304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8280839158424742304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8280839158424742304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-nothing-to-say.html' title='I have nothing to say...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-855672163929116062</id><published>2010-04-16T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T18:39:09.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm flawed, Daddy.</title><content type='html'>I'm not like what you want me to be. I'm being myself. &lt;br /&gt;The way I behave, whatever I choose to do, I have reasons. Even if to you it looks like I'm one who gives up easily...and don't value whatever you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm like this. Like it or not, even if you think I'm bringing myself to self-destruction in the future, so be it. &lt;br /&gt;This is me and no matter how, you can't change me the way you want me to be. &lt;br /&gt;Just know that...&lt;br /&gt;It's now I don't want to help, I help when I want to and when I feel the need to.&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that I'm a leech, sucking money from your veins, I'll work my ass off to pay you in the future. &lt;br /&gt;I may look like I'm pulling away from family activities, but the truth is, I feel like I don't belong around you because everytime I'm around you, I'm always that lil' imperfect bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, I feel better if you just leave me alone. I feel better living alone. &lt;br /&gt;But for now, sad to admit, I am not capable to do so. &lt;br /&gt;I know how you want to throw me far, far away after I finish secondary school. The further, the better. Well, get ready to receive checks from wherever. I'm not going home. &lt;br /&gt;I can just pretend, that I never had any parents...I just fell out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flawed. Because I'm just an ordinary human.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to be like whoever's kid..who knows how to do this and that. &lt;br /&gt;I have my own abilites. &lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't say so, I claim myself special. &lt;br /&gt;I may have asked you for this and that...but I never asked you to have me. &lt;br /&gt;You think I'm just a plain canvas rady for you to paint all over it the way you want? &lt;br /&gt;Forget it. I'm a special canvas that has already come full-packaged. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry though, if I'm not like what you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-855672163929116062?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/855672163929116062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=855672163929116062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/855672163929116062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/855672163929116062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-flawed-daddy.html' title='I&apos;m flawed, Daddy.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1431257186185641030</id><published>2010-04-15T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T23:42:34.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tra tra...another lappy pick.</title><content type='html'>Sony E series...&lt;br /&gt;The one that caught me was the one with the Blu-Ray..but it's only available in black... :( &lt;br /&gt;I want white~ :(( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...It's d VPCEB15FG...&lt;br /&gt;I like it...the 'inside', processor, graphic card...it's just perfect...&lt;br /&gt;But the screen is 15.5", which is quite big (I think) for me to carry to school...and it has a numpad...&lt;br /&gt;Usually, business laptops have numpads...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I get the idea... it's an all-round laptop..business,entertainment, education, etc.&amp;nbsp; But still... &lt;br /&gt;Considered cheap at RM3299.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S8cySyp_RKI/AAAAAAAAARs/UMWc1eJqPIA/s1600/85840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S8cySyp_RKI/AAAAAAAAARs/UMWc1eJqPIA/s320/85840.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The SONY VAIO E SERIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: These all are just plain opinion. I'm just thinking of which will cover my needs when my Dad is busy working and to keep me away from BOREDOM. I'm looking for one at a reasonable price...And I'm not going to grovel and beg my parents for these. If they get me anything which is as good, I'm still happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1431257186185641030?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1431257186185641030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1431257186185641030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1431257186185641030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1431257186185641030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/tra-traanother-lappy-pick.html' title='tra tra...another lappy pick.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S8cySyp_RKI/AAAAAAAAARs/UMWc1eJqPIA/s72-c/85840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3526963110231731972</id><published>2010-04-12T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T00:43:30.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;the boss of da house is coming back TOMORROW....at 12am.&lt;br /&gt;I mean...is he really that worried?? I'm surpirsed...seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I am surprised...I'm the meanie daughter remember? Nah, kiddin...&lt;br /&gt;No, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3526963110231731972?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3526963110231731972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3526963110231731972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3526963110231731972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3526963110231731972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/boss-of-da-house-is-coming-back.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-5898534474159055623</id><published>2010-04-10T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T18:59:07.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bad Saturday for me...TT]&lt;br /&gt;Hey heyyy...&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;had an accident today while&amp;nbsp;on the way to&amp;nbsp;the library to get some info for Harold's History folio...&lt;br /&gt;My mom don't know the way to the library...and since I was the only one who ever went there, she relied on me for directions and I am not sure too, the lst time I've been there was like...last year? &lt;br /&gt;So with my limited memory, we managed to find the way there..&lt;br /&gt;We could already see the builidng and we were going straight in front of the mosque, &lt;br /&gt;ahead of us, was a road, from the mosque's direction...a junction...&lt;br /&gt;My Mom and Harold saw a Kancil, it was going on a rather slow speed, and my mom went ahead...we were like...halfway there...and out of sudden, the Kancil speed up and I could see it right from the front right window...&lt;br /&gt;Harold screamed but it's too late to react..&lt;br /&gt;and all I could do was close my eyes and turned away....&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I know I felt a hard movement around me and glass starts to fly around me...&lt;br /&gt;the car moved a few meters more and stopped...&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my mom...and I was shaking like mad...Both me and my mom didn't even dare to look behind at Harold because he was quiet. My Mom thought something bad happened to him...&lt;br /&gt;But actually, he was the only one who could react in time...he managed to jump to the left side before the impact. &lt;br /&gt;I noticed that my mom's door is bent inwards...shortly, the whole right side is dented badly. &lt;br /&gt;I was shaking and in tears...and this caused my mom to panic...the only thing I could think of was to call my Dad...even though he is thousands of meters away. I just called him...&lt;br /&gt;I called him on his cellphone but he did not pick up. I called the house phone...and no answer...I tried his cellphone again...he picked up.. &lt;br /&gt;All I could say was "Pa, Mama got in an accident,"&amp;nbsp;and I was sobbing heavily...&lt;br /&gt;My Dad was all confused and asked who is on the phone like about 3 times...and that 3 times I told him "Aurel," but he asked..."What happened to Aurel?" =_= maybe I caused him to panic too...but haven't he heard of Caller ID?! &lt;br /&gt;He asked me to stop crying and not to panic...and talk to him slowly...&lt;br /&gt;and he called his friend...and we spent the whole day in Shah Alam...at Persiaran Damai...and the Police Station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? They said it was my Mom's fault...I mean seriously?! I don't drive...but if it was to be my Mom's fault...like...that guy went first, and my Mom took risk by speeding and trying to cut him...then, the front part would be damaged instead of the middle, right? &lt;br /&gt;Probably it's because THEY made the report first...and the police heard THEIR version of the story... &lt;br /&gt;and because of the you-know-what reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could remember every moment of&amp;nbsp; the impact and that is crazy...it's like it's video taped in my mind and it keeps going on replay...&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;And they're asking us to pay 300bux...? How sensible is that? It's always not about the money...300bux could come easily out of nowhere...but shouldn't there be justice?! For God's SAKE?! HAVEN'T ANYONE HAVE THE COMMON SENSE?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If my Mom is still supposed to pay 300bux...I hope, every cent in that 300bux will bring you torture like HELL. YEAH.I'm going to spit on that 300bux. TAKE THAT, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-5898534474159055623?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/5898534474159055623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=5898534474159055623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5898534474159055623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5898534474159055623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/fml.html' title='FML...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6501300440706555533</id><published>2010-04-05T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:47:14.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cranky me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;Hey to no one...jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going straight to the point this time. (It might eventually be dragged into a long post, tee hee),&lt;br /&gt;I just noticed that I'm being really short-temepered these few days.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I tend to get annoyed by small things and sometimes, I just have this mood swings and I feel like ripping someone's head off. [Alice In Wonderland, Red Queen quote : Off with her head!] &lt;br /&gt;Argh...maybe it's because I'm &lt;strike&gt;trying &lt;/strike&gt;wanting to tell something to my parents but I'm holding back because I'm afraid that I might give them more pressure. *roll eyes* Like as if they're not giving me. &lt;br /&gt;People keep asking me this question right now..."When are you leaving?" &lt;br /&gt;Okay...I'm actually supposed to go by the end of this month...but since my braces is not yet removed, it's only going to be removed in my next appointment and that is if I manage to close the small gap on the left side. My next appointment is 15th May...&lt;br /&gt;If I do have to wait for my braces to be removed, I maybe going back later than planned. Mom said, June. &lt;br /&gt;Then it hits me...I thought I was going to go there to take care of the&amp;nbsp;house's renovation? And it'll take a few months before I can have a maid? I need a maid when I start school, DUH. &lt;br /&gt;Dad is working, I need to learn to place myself in a new environment and all...I can't do housework...Plus, I'm not good at it and my whoel family knows it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. WHATEVER. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6501300440706555533?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6501300440706555533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6501300440706555533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6501300440706555533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6501300440706555533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/cranky-me.html' title='cranky me.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3302577165199285812</id><published>2010-04-05T10:00:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:00:00.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 3 Lappy Picks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the main idea of this post is to experiment with the whole "Scheduled Post'&amp;nbsp; thingy....&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to share my picks of lappy...blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd choice...&lt;br /&gt;Fujitsu L1010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S7i-wqrcDEI/AAAAAAAAARU/7R3XYVYWwWg/s1600/36-c09-055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S7i-wqrcDEI/AAAAAAAAARU/7R3XYVYWwWg/s320/36-c09-055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Reason? It's colour...my dad have the exact same one but his is full black. I like the purple...LoL. But it's Intel Core 2 Duo...a bit outdated. RM 2,599.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2nd Choice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Fujitsu LH700-330&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S7i-1SixUlI/AAAAAAAAARk/_HsIQtzPyoU/s1600/lh700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S7i-1SixUlI/AAAAAAAAARk/_HsIQtzPyoU/s320/lh700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, I thought of the white one...but I hate the black screen. I don't liek how it goes with the white. It comes with Intel i3 processor though...RM 3, 299.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;TA-DA...!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;my top pick...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No. 1... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SONY VAIO CW Series [VPCCW25FG] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S7i-y7iYe9I/AAAAAAAAARc/E4BA1Et5Lbw/s1600/74698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S7i-y7iYe9I/AAAAAAAAARc/E4BA1Et5Lbw/s320/74698.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;14" screen...icy white!! =3= and and... it has this cool button...which enables me to surf the web without having to boot the PC...It opens Google Chrome if pressed... &amp;gt;&amp;lt; I love that. And....it has a censor behind the screen, it detects how much light is there around you and adjust it's brightness according to your surrounding...How cool is that? Sony webby said it's RM 3,299. d(^____^)b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3302577165199285812?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3302577165199285812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3302577165199285812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3302577165199285812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3302577165199285812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/top-3-lappy-picks.html' title='Top 3 Lappy Picks...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S7i-wqrcDEI/AAAAAAAAARU/7R3XYVYWwWg/s72-c/36-c09-055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-5373891892783877950</id><published>2010-04-04T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T01:25:59.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wwwwww</title><content type='html'>Went to the dentist today...he said my teeth is very nice already~ &lt;br /&gt;and I only need to put that rubber rings on the left side because the right side has no more gap~!! &lt;br /&gt;Next appointment...15th May..&lt;br /&gt;Woo...then I can't follow Daddy? I have to fly alone again?? &lt;br /&gt;Btw...I don't know what to do while staying at home alone...&lt;br /&gt;Parents wants to renovate our house in Indonesia...something with the maids'&amp;nbsp; bedrooms and the kitchen...and the bathroom....the whole entire back section...maybe teh back garden too...but later. &lt;br /&gt;OMG...I just realized I won't be going to school for about four months...&lt;br /&gt;LoL...what do&amp;nbsp;I do?? Study...just in case they give me a test later... &lt;br /&gt;Fu fu fu. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I don't feel sleepy at all... even with the fact that it is almost 2am right now. &lt;br /&gt;Oh...and kinda pissed off at my dad...he's going to Germany with his friend on the 19th...he's supposed to go back here...okayyy??? &lt;br /&gt;Why go Germany??? Mom said I shoudln't question him...fine. &lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine living with him for more than half a year...fmlfmlfml....&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I'll jsut go to school...by the time I wake up, he'll be gone...and when I get back, he'll still be at work...and I will go to my cousin's...and ask him to fetch me when he's back from work... &lt;br /&gt;Brilliant? &lt;br /&gt;As always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tee-tee-wai-el.&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-5373891892783877950?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/5373891892783877950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=5373891892783877950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5373891892783877950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5373891892783877950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/wwwwww.html' title='wwwwww'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-7252987411545045748</id><published>2010-04-01T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T02:03:13.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first step.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;I did it. I made my first step in my decision. &lt;br /&gt;This morning, standing on the basketball court waiting for assembly...I feel so relieved that I finally did it. I finally tell Mr.Ang that I'm moving.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad and sad (it rhymes!) that I made this choice. It's like...I can't believe that March 31st, 2010 is my last day...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be lying if I don't say this. I am still scared in advancing. I am carefully choosing my steps. &lt;br /&gt;I hope what I choose now, is the right path. &lt;br /&gt;Now there's no turning back. I'm giving it my best. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you all!!! &lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-7252987411545045748?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/7252987411545045748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=7252987411545045748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7252987411545045748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7252987411545045748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-step.html' title='The first step.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-5147059819159505555</id><published>2010-03-28T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:52:24.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAMAGOTCHI ROXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;I did say I'm not going to post for some time in my last post right?? &lt;br /&gt;Well...today I went out with Winnie n Kit....and I bought a Tamagotchi Ver 6 Music Star. It came with a free notebook...&lt;br /&gt;Got it at AJ for RM89.90 (a lil' ouch for a toy)&lt;br /&gt;I got home and opened it...and I got a girl...&lt;br /&gt;I named her Mari...(she's now sleeping)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the model I chose has some errors with the date setting...luckily I read all about it yesterday~so I don't have to reset it... wahaha!! &lt;br /&gt;Win and Kit accopmanied...and helped me chose..at first I bought the black with disco balls on it.. Well, I did think of buying that one when I look up for available models online. But there was also another one(the one I bought in the end) but it came with a green pick...I hated it..&lt;br /&gt;So I bought the black one and went for movies...Alice In Wonderland....&lt;br /&gt;Watching the movie I thought...I still&amp;nbsp;want that blue one!!! &lt;br /&gt;So after the movie I went back to Jusco and exchange...YAY! they allowed me to change without all the blahs.. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't regret it!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel guilty wasting my money on such toy... &lt;br /&gt;It says 8+...the + will never have a limit!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S69QXHxCdcI/AAAAAAAAARE/Uuvw02z7RNg/s1600/tama.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S69QXHxCdcI/AAAAAAAAARE/Uuvw02z7RNg/s320/tama.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tamagotchi Ver. 6 Music Star + Free Notebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S69QYY4vKKI/AAAAAAAAARM/4MkkbC5EhmA/s1600/tama2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S69QYY4vKKI/AAAAAAAAARM/4MkkbC5EhmA/s320/tama2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I bought a small pouch too. Bcuz from my last experience, if I just put it in my pocket, the buttons will get pressed whenever I sit or move...In the end, the green pick looks nice with the pouch!!! 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I told you,"&amp;nbsp; and not barking at my ears...I feel frustrated at myself. &lt;br /&gt;What subject was that? Additional Mathematics...&lt;br /&gt;and shockingly unbelieaveble...my Mathematics...is the 2nd highest subject in my first semester test... &lt;br /&gt;I am so holy-cow-are-you-serious?! &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I suck. &lt;br /&gt;Even Moral... I always scored A!!! 80++ &lt;br /&gt;and this test...guess what I got? &lt;br /&gt;54... It's a really shocking moment when I held my paper...&lt;br /&gt;Why did I get such low marks? &lt;br /&gt;Because you are supposed to write your answers as what is written in the text books...&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious, so now I'm suppose to memorize text books instead of just putting logical answers in my moral paper?&lt;br /&gt;and EST...I got 80 at first....then the teacher took all the papers back...and I was absent for the next two days....&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my paper...cut one mark... 79. &lt;br /&gt;=_= I hate it... Now I have no As at all....&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic...just plain ironic... I mean... like I got 7As in my PMR...and suddenly I flunked...like a roller coaster... What will I show my new school's principal? &lt;br /&gt;My past years report cards...&lt;br /&gt;I never flunked this way... &lt;br /&gt;And I have proof... and my honest reason to him will be...&lt;br /&gt;"I have many factors why I flunked that way, friends, teachers, classmates...." &lt;br /&gt;Ahem. It's true. Like 100%. &lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait to transfer.... But a part of me is still scared. Imagining....like...5 - 6 months...alone in that ig house. Oh well, I'm gonna have a maid again. Hope I'll get a polite one....and I hope she won't run away like my last one... &lt;br /&gt;But I like the school... Super like it... &lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering if they're friendly and I will have two years of school filled with pleasant things..... &lt;br /&gt;Or maybe...it will turn my two years into a living disaster... &lt;br /&gt;~.~ part of the risk...I grabbed the challenge....so I have to take risks.... &lt;br /&gt;If it turns bad...I have to just think..."Oh well, better luck next time,"&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye...&lt;br /&gt;won't be posting for quite sometime... &lt;br /&gt;Busy doing research...about my future school..and the IB programme... &lt;br /&gt;ta-ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6120594075690044602?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6120594075690044602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6120594075690044602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6120594075690044602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6120594075690044602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/03/da-dee-dum-dum.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1175938986176105323</id><published>2010-03-19T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T00:31:26.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewel and I~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; 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visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;I can't wait to rumage through the brochures... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to see... &lt;br /&gt;Then I'll decide... &lt;br /&gt;I'm like... somewhere between...89% in deciding...&lt;br /&gt;Will edit again later.. &lt;br /&gt;Mom coming home in about 2 more hours... by now her flight is about to land...&lt;br /&gt;This is like a death march...when she sees the house...I'm totally screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edited:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy.&lt;br /&gt;cow.&lt;br /&gt;I've never known a school this expensive.&lt;br /&gt;Books : +/-RM11,553.(USD3 500)&lt;br /&gt;Deposit (non-refundable) : +/-RM13,399. (Rp37,xxx,xxx)&lt;br /&gt;But considering...&lt;br /&gt;If I have to sit for A Levels, which is another...RM3x,xxx...&lt;br /&gt;It's not much difference, no? &lt;br /&gt;The fees is not that expensive though...&lt;br /&gt;Compared to Tenby...it's only RM200 more expensive...considering that this is like a foundation for my tertiary studies. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah...another discussion is up. &lt;br /&gt;Another round of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cert046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="sigblog" border="0" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae318/aurellah/cert046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4625546360655030693?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4625546360655030693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4625546360655030693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4625546360655030693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4625546360655030693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-wait-to-rumage-through-brochures_17.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-5773944628019942833</id><published>2010-03-16T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T00:04:27.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;*pluck flower&lt;br /&gt;*plucks one petal.... &lt;br /&gt;"Go" &lt;br /&gt;*plucks another petal...&lt;br /&gt;"Stay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;*plucks another petal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go" &lt;br /&gt;*plucks another petal....&lt;br /&gt;"Stay..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah... I won't do that.. &lt;br /&gt;But I'm really as miserably confused as that. Phew... &lt;br /&gt;One says... "If it's giving a good chance, why not?" &lt;br /&gt;Another says..."If you are tough enough, strike the challenge..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I? &lt;br /&gt;Am I tough enough?? &lt;br /&gt;What if I can't cope? &lt;br /&gt;It sounds good...but why I don't dare to make a step...? &lt;br /&gt;Something is holding me back but I don't really know what... &lt;br /&gt;I wish there is some kind of online brain translator out there... &lt;br /&gt;And why did my Mom assume that I don't want to go by school bus? &lt;br /&gt;I don't remember saying that to her, yet I can't say it to her...&lt;br /&gt;I'm one true chicken... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That school seems awesome..&lt;br /&gt;.I get to go to universtiy without sitting for my A levels... &lt;br /&gt;Problem? I'm afraid of starting over... &lt;br /&gt;"Meeting new people and making choices is part of growing up"&lt;br /&gt;Yea...how do I define that... &lt;br /&gt;hmm let's see... &lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready to grow up..&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be that baby that Mama and Papa love so much...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I do, they won't get pissed... &lt;br /&gt;crap talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...how do I decide... &lt;br /&gt;I hate making choices...&lt;br /&gt;I want ALL...I want to have it ALL... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000; font-size: large;"&gt;I HAVE TO HAVE IT ALL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-5773944628019942833?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/5773944628019942833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=5773944628019942833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5773944628019942833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5773944628019942833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/03/sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='*sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1779365412314056899</id><published>2010-03-13T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:33:17.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test over... Holidays...here I come!!</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda happy that test is over...the first test out of the 4 in a year... &lt;br /&gt;The first test in Form 4...&lt;br /&gt;Science stream...1st quarter...tackled!! &lt;br /&gt;But I keep thinking that I did badly in Sejarah and Chemistry... &lt;br /&gt;Cuz I didn't (can't) study the night before...&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed early instead... &lt;br /&gt;Oh well..what's done is done...&lt;br /&gt;*it is also easier said than done...lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.... &lt;br /&gt;Mom went back to Surabaya to look at Sekolah Ciputra...yeap...the International Baucellaureatte school I've been talking about... &lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Actually...I like the IB Diploma programme thing...the whole package...the most exciting part is... they have a selection of Film/Theatre/Music in their Art subject... &lt;br /&gt;And I can choose only one out of many science subjects...which means...I can only pick my favourite...&lt;br /&gt;BIOLOGY... and Chemistry and Physics can go to hell for all I care... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time...if I go back to Surabaya... I'll be graduating half a year later than you guys... &lt;br /&gt;Which is not cool...cuz you'll be getting your results and I will be...somewhere... around doing my exam...&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be starting your A Levels...or college....while I just receive my result...&lt;br /&gt;See? &lt;br /&gt;I'm one step behind...and my target has been...graduating FAST....cuz I can't stand school and teachers... &lt;br /&gt;I'm going for the sake of...graduating well... with a full A+ cert....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...&lt;br /&gt;Enough blogging...&lt;br /&gt;My twitter page is kinda deserted...lolz.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't summarize everything to 140 characters.... &lt;br /&gt;I hate summary... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;T.T.Y.L~&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1779365412314056899?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1779365412314056899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1779365412314056899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1779365412314056899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1779365412314056899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/03/test-over-holidayshere-i-come.html' title='Test over... Holidays...here I come!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-2116641757930813622</id><published>2010-02-28T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:40:56.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama's 43rd B'day...</title><content type='html'>I'd like to wish her a Happy B'day... &lt;br /&gt;Weyh...43YO d... &lt;br /&gt;Luv ya, Mama...&lt;br /&gt;even if you nag me everyday, my ears feels like falling off...&lt;br /&gt;even if you have to scream every night to get me to sleep...n scream again in the morning to wake me up... &lt;br /&gt;ngek ngek... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always trying to grant my requests... &lt;br /&gt;Listening to my never-ending complaints...&lt;br /&gt;*yes...I'm one of the factors that makes her grow old so fast... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...short post..&lt;br /&gt;Gotta sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Lots and I mean... LOTS...of homeworks to finish off tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;The homework that is supposed to be done in 3 days...I'm cramming in one day..&lt;br /&gt;Ain't I brilliant?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I bought something off d internet... &lt;br /&gt;Well...ths is the first time I bought something from d internet...other than plane tickets... &lt;br /&gt;Fine..plane tickets is paid by my parents who owns 'magic cards'...you don't have to use money... just use that card... wahahahh... (watch Confessions of A Shopaholic...and read the book...)&lt;br /&gt;This time...i'm experimenting on using either my bank account...by mail...moner order...or etc, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;if those ways should fail..&lt;br /&gt;I have to put on sad face to make my parents feel guilty and make them use their 'magic cards'..&lt;br /&gt;oh, don't worry...I'll pay back...in cash... &lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;see? I'm a good daughter after all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not so short post after all, huh? &lt;br /&gt;nites.&lt;br /&gt;ttyl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-2116641757930813622?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/2116641757930813622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=2116641757930813622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2116641757930813622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2116641757930813622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/mamas-43rd-bday.html' title='Mama&apos;s 43rd B&apos;day...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8542336144853494144</id><published>2010-02-27T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T01:29:44.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny questions? not replied!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;crazy people who randomly adds/text messaged/etc. you...&lt;br /&gt;random people...people you don't know...&lt;br /&gt;and then ask you...&lt;br /&gt;"Who are you?" &lt;br /&gt;bloody stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know me...but simply add people...simply text people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like...I got a message on d 19 of Feb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First message says..&lt;br /&gt;"Myem..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number is from Indonesia...so I suspected it's my cousin...*still do* &lt;br /&gt;So I asked "Who are you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied,&lt;br /&gt;"Gue andy loh leh au amu cp iex" &lt;br /&gt;(I'm&amp;nbsp;Andy, if I could know, who are you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't reply...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz half of me thinks it's my cousin..&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to send him a message smth like..."Psshh... yea rite,"&lt;br /&gt;But what if he's really a random dude? &lt;br /&gt;N I will be wasting my credit forcing him to confess that he's really my cousin..&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if my brain is trying to over-imagine stuff...&lt;br /&gt;But I think my cousin is trying to test if I'm gonna make friends with a random guy..&lt;br /&gt;(Sori aja yah...I'm not that cheap... lalala...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...really. Push aside all my stupid imaginations..&lt;br /&gt;Why would you simply text a person you don't know? &lt;br /&gt;What if you contacted a gangster? A terrorist? Mafia? &lt;br /&gt;Later come kill you...burn your house, kidnap you...blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;=_= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I hate myself....&lt;br /&gt;I'm half senile... friends, beware... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;br /&gt;yessshh..&lt;br /&gt;This is based on some kind of theory...(or whatev it's called) made by my friends...&lt;br /&gt;According to them..&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only science stream student in the group...&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, the one who's absent the most...&lt;br /&gt;Wehehehhh... &lt;br /&gt;I don't even notice...you guys are great observants...&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up..&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm the ONLY science stream student among all of u...&lt;br /&gt;*glance at Alexis* &lt;br /&gt;bcuz...&lt;strong&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/strong&gt;...betrayed me...and abandon me in science class...ALONE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*nah...kidding, yp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyl..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8542336144853494144?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8542336144853494144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8542336144853494144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8542336144853494144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8542336144853494144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/funny-questions-not-replied.html' title='funny questions? not replied!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6709261970156561417</id><published>2010-02-25T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T00:35:38.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need someone to volunteer&amp;nbsp;as my punching bag...&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now... &lt;br /&gt;I feel so damn frustrated... &lt;br /&gt;wonder why is there no 3rd option? &lt;br /&gt;Why only 2? &lt;br /&gt;And those 2 are so hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim&amp;nbsp;: To determine whether studying in M'sia is better than in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem statement : Which country has a tougher curriculum? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypothesis : Indonesia had a tougher (and longer) curriculum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Variables : Manipulated variable : brain's condition&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Responding variable : lifestyle of speicmen (in this case, the blogger)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Constant variable&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : the (bloody) curriculum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Materials : A highly-pressured Form 4, 15-going-on-16 year-old girl. 10+ people giving advices. Parents. Parent's friends giving information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparatus : Telephone/Handphone, Computer, Internet line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedure : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...gtg school tmr. &lt;br /&gt;so... tbc. &lt;br /&gt;and ttyl. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6709261970156561417?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6709261970156561417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6709261970156561417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6709261970156561417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6709261970156561417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-someone-to-volunteer-my-punching.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-9114504608730822563</id><published>2010-02-21T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:29:07.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;School tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I feel awkward...&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've been absent for a week...&lt;br /&gt;Ahm...&lt;br /&gt;oh, and yes..&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying my ass out like I never did.&lt;br /&gt;This is probably worse than PMR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why??? &lt;br /&gt;WHY??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in Form 5 in July...&lt;br /&gt;:)) &lt;br /&gt;That is...&lt;br /&gt;If I get to SC.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up...I don't want to talk about this..&lt;br /&gt;I should not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... that's all. "3 &lt;br /&gt;ttyl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-9114504608730822563?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/9114504608730822563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=9114504608730822563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/9114504608730822563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/9114504608730822563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-4302835320011502802</id><published>2010-02-16T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T23:02:36.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...I can't forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;He was the one who made me wait...&lt;br /&gt;But he never came for me...instead, he broke my heart to millions of tiny pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I remember how I cried. &lt;br /&gt;How I dread doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I switched on my PC...saw something and I noticed, I didn't forget you..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't totally let go of you. &lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging on, hoping. &lt;br /&gt;For the past 12 months, I thought I'm over you. &lt;br /&gt;I really did, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hurt people who really loves me.&lt;br /&gt;Even though he says "It's okay, take your time," &lt;br /&gt;This is very unhealthy. &lt;br /&gt;If I keep going on like this, I'm making him suffer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must stop loving you. Even though part of me says 'Don't...' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strike&gt;love&lt;/strike&gt; LOVED&amp;nbsp;you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4302835320011502802?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4302835320011502802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4302835320011502802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4302835320011502802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4302835320011502802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-cant-forget.html' title='...I can&apos;t forget.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1997302224763563358</id><published>2010-02-13T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T23:51:32.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...and so this is where it goes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;Not so shocking... &lt;br /&gt;I think... &lt;br /&gt;Positive...&lt;br /&gt;My whole family...&lt;br /&gt;We're heading back... &lt;br /&gt;waiting from asnwers from &lt;a href="http://www.ciputra-sby.sch.id/"&gt;Ciputra School&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying anything more yet..&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I don't know what is tomorrow going to be.. &lt;br /&gt;If my parents says "Yes"...for all you know..this is the last month...you'll be seeing me..&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;ttyl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1997302224763563358?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1997302224763563358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1997302224763563358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1997302224763563358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1997302224763563358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-so-this-is-where-it-goes.html' title='...and so this is where it goes.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3063375981945742137</id><published>2010-02-11T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:48:20.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my parents...especially my MOM... have lots and lots of reasons on why I sjhould go back to Indonesia... Not that I hate that place... well... as a holiday spot... maybe..okay...cuz huge part of my relatives are there... &lt;br /&gt;But stay there? AGAIN? Don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason#1 &lt;br /&gt;I don't understand their curriculum at all...totally ZERO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason#2&lt;br /&gt;They're english sucks...most of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason#3&lt;br /&gt;I hate the environment...I'm no more a kid... I need PRVACY... HELLO??! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason#4&lt;br /&gt;Their schools have toalt 6 years of high school...well... they divde it into 2 parts... lower sec. n upper sec. Their upper sec... where I'm in... has 3 YEARS... In M'sia...graduating by next year... umph...wasting time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason#5&lt;br /&gt;I might not get along with other students... cuz (I know) they have a different attitude than my crazy freaks friends here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason#6&lt;br /&gt;that place sucks...ahem. personal opinion...no objection will be entertained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason#7&lt;br /&gt;If one of their reasons is because Dad's working there...why can't we visit him? Or he visit us? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is... &lt;br /&gt;i don't like studying in Indonesia... &lt;br /&gt;Mom says its trauma... &lt;br /&gt;trauma from what? &lt;br /&gt;Oh...right... when I was younger... I don't have friends I made myself...all of them are my Mom's Friends' kids...and how long I haven't seen them? 8-9 years... &lt;br /&gt;...I have my life here... &lt;br /&gt;and I am pretty happy. &lt;br /&gt;Why can't you let me live peacefully? &lt;br /&gt;Jealous is it? &lt;br /&gt;When we first moved in Malaysia... I was 7... keep crying asking to go back to Indo..&lt;br /&gt;but they made me stay...&lt;br /&gt;Now... I finally accepted it...and very used to everything..&lt;br /&gt;So....damn freaking easily..&lt;br /&gt;"Oooohhh... Let's go back... " &lt;br /&gt;HOW SELFISH!!! &lt;br /&gt;Talking bout selfish..I know I am kinda...well, just a little bit...selfish too.&lt;br /&gt;Well... I have to think about myself too... &lt;br /&gt;Not thinking about everyone else's&amp;nbsp;asses when mine is going to suffer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace. &lt;br /&gt;n ttyl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3063375981945742137?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3063375981945742137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3063375981945742137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3063375981945742137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3063375981945742137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8074412168584889540</id><published>2010-02-10T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T23:13:45.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gastric.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;...woo woo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;my gastric problem strikes back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ohh...and anyway... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not going to let you do what you want anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I already can predict what you are going to say... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;G.L.O.R.I.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8074412168584889540?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8074412168584889540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8074412168584889540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8074412168584889540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8074412168584889540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/gastric.html' title='gastric.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3112432868498487882</id><published>2010-02-07T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:20:41.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kids-n-money article...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;..read this article on yahoo..&lt;br /&gt;it's about talking to kids about money...&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it..&lt;br /&gt;this 15-years-and-25-days old girl typing out this post..&lt;br /&gt;never gone through that process..&lt;br /&gt;I mean.. I do...maybe. But I just don't get how the whole system actually works..&lt;br /&gt;Like say... play monoply or LIFE to teach kids about money...and valuable it is..&lt;br /&gt;I do play that... &lt;br /&gt;and I kinda like them..&lt;br /&gt;But the effects that are supposed to show...doesn't appear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get pocket money... every week...&lt;br /&gt;The article said...dnt give kids allowance..&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..usually my Mom is more generous...so...that's why...&lt;br /&gt;I used to cheat though..when we were staying in the apartment..&lt;br /&gt;I'll go down late.. Dad's in the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pa...forgot ask mama for money..."&lt;br /&gt;*gives money* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*get back from school*&lt;br /&gt;"Ma, today you didn't give me pocket money..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHHH!!! damn...I was a genius... &lt;br /&gt;but since we are staying here now... this trick..can't be used anymore..&lt;br /&gt;oh...wait... I think somewhere halfway...my parents found out bout my trick and...my dad will call my mom to inform her that he has given me cash..&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really...money business...should go to Mom.. &lt;br /&gt;"Ma...want go watch movies with friends..." &lt;br /&gt;*takes money from wallet, puts on dining table"&lt;br /&gt;"YAY!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==;;&lt;br /&gt;no questions asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pa...money?"&lt;br /&gt;*gives radioactive look* &lt;br /&gt;"For what now?"&lt;br /&gt;"...books"&lt;br /&gt;"what books?"&lt;br /&gt;"storybooks"&lt;br /&gt;"how much"&lt;br /&gt;"75.."&lt;br /&gt;"HAH?! What books is that?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;== huge difference. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what my Mom saw in him..&lt;br /&gt;so damn stingy..&lt;br /&gt;oh well...opposites attract..&lt;br /&gt;==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3112432868498487882?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3112432868498487882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3112432868498487882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3112432868498487882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3112432868498487882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/kids-n-money-article.html' title='kids-n-money article...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1807322543479772735</id><published>2010-02-05T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:06:13.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p-p-pa-para-para...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;I ♥ Tic Tac Lightning. &lt;br /&gt;xD &lt;br /&gt;After all...I do. &lt;br /&gt;^_^ &lt;br /&gt;For. Ever. &lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for show to beginnn!! can't wait to show them the first single!! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;o&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1807322543479772735?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1807322543479772735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1807322543479772735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1807322543479772735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1807322543479772735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/p-p-pa-para-para.html' title='p-p-pa-para-para...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-4970798433403455895</id><published>2010-02-04T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T00:19:42.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;busy.busy.busy...!!! &lt;br /&gt;long story short. &lt;br /&gt;Mom made appointment with Tenby... FINALLY. &lt;br /&gt;Erm. Next week, Tuesday...9am SHARP. &lt;br /&gt;yea. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be absent again.... means. homeworks will pile up in front of my eyes just as I finished one pile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles. I'm going to sleep..!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : HIGHSTREET5!! Spring season starts tomorrow!! WEEE~!! can't wait to play...!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4970798433403455895?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4970798433403455895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4970798433403455895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4970798433403455895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4970798433403455895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/02/busy.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8499991572878107962</id><published>2010-01-30T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T19:43:04.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;Chinese New Year is coming!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That means... holidays...and...$$~!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Okay...anyway...Dad's coming back on the 12th.. and out of sudden...I called him on Thursday...and he said... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Let's go to Cherating with the dogs...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was like "YEAH!!!"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SO I e-mailed the resort right away.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and this afternoon...got the news... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;They're fully-booked...!! But they do have a room for TWO...while there is FOUR of us...plus 2 DOGS... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well...I did ask them if they can add extra beds or something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;At the same time... I am looking for resorts where I can go for a holiday with my family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. Cameron Highland.&amp;nbsp;In my dissapointment... SMALL&amp;nbsp;DOGS ONLY. Fck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. Pantai Sibu, Johor. Only allow dogs to stay out in the verandah...HOW CAN I POSSIBLY DO THAT TO MY BABIES?! Leave them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;OUTSIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and at home, I don't even&amp;nbsp;want them to sleep in the family room...I share my room with them...especially my Jewel...My beloved GR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Bon Ton Resort, Langkawi. Trouble with&amp;nbsp;ferry.&amp;nbsp;Cuz...of course...there will be soem problems with the ferry especially with those 8-legs. Then I suggested to my dad...by flight. 1kg=RM3.07... his reply...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"stupid idea".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;WHERE CAN I GO WITH MY DOGS THIS CNY?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8499991572878107962?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8499991572878107962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8499991572878107962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8499991572878107962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8499991572878107962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/chinese-new-year-is-coming-that-means.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-940271896255833079</id><published>2010-01-26T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:41:14.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what are you feeling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;one question I wished they would ask me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm drowning in guilt...and still, my inner-child...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Is throwing a tantrum inside me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know..my definite answer is NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But who am I to decide? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's never about what I feel... is always about what he's up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And yes, I do feel guilty...and pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But is it worth it to sacrifice everything and jsut end it all? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;End it when I'm on the most cheery point in my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And...why is my dream hard to realize?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is killing my character... my soul... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I wonder if what they want to see is... me, depressed... or me...being in a mental institution...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's like no one ever wanted me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;At least she's got a third-party to tell her story to someone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But I can't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For goodness' sake.. I'm not even 16 yet... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Why is my life so hard?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Don't compare me to others...czuse I know many are living a much more worse life than me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Compare those from my world..people around me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Are they ever the same?&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-940271896255833079?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/940271896255833079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=940271896255833079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/940271896255833079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/940271896255833079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-are-you-feeling.html' title='what are you feeling?'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-7210798288945324701</id><published>2010-01-24T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:13:18.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do time flies so fast when you're enjoying yourself?!</title><content type='html'>I can recall... like...two days ago...I was cheering.... "IT's FRIDAYYYYYYYYY!!!" &lt;br /&gt;Now...tomorrow is going to be monday...wake up at 6 o'clock a&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;fter bazillion times people come screaming into my room... &lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you going to school?!"&amp;nbsp; even though..they know I have no other options... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you know what time it is?!" Like as if I want to know...all I care is to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's 7.30!!!" but when you look at the clock...it's actually 7.10...epic fail, Mom...&lt;br /&gt;So you see... I hate waking up in the morning.. they say..."sleep earlier..." and blahblah...BULLCRAP..!!! cuz I still feel sleepy the next day... &lt;br /&gt;ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh... &lt;br /&gt;And...Snowy is not sleeping in my room anymore!! &lt;br /&gt;I returned her to my parent's room... &lt;br /&gt;why? cuz she starts to destroy stuff...again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...omfg... it's already 23.11..?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyl then...!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&amp;nbsp; Can't wait for tomorrow though...&lt;br /&gt;PPS: can't wait for...gee...suddenly no mood to be happy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-7210798288945324701?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/7210798288945324701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=7210798288945324701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7210798288945324701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7210798288945324701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-do-time-flies-so-fast-when-youre.html' title='why do time flies so fast when you&apos;re enjoying yourself?!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6043894750364171999</id><published>2010-01-23T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T21:34:13.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma... :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;hell-Ow...peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;err...so...yeah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm tired of my current school... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't find the umph in the studies etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;so...I don't know how to say this but... I feel like going to a better school, sri tenby has always been #1 on my parent's list and mine.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't really know what to type out here... because... I'm...feeling trapped... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;if I go...it seems that I'm being very selfish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have very special friends in my current school... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am I ready to leave them and start over? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;bitter sweet it is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cuz I don't know what to do either... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I know... that there's risks I've got to take... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;if I moved...I can't go back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;That means... whatever choice I make...it's FOREVER...PERMANENT decision..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i'm being a little indecisive... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and I know I can't choose both... that's the worst part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have to leave my friends so that I could have a better education...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But is it worth it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's like...I'm breaking off from a bond we have... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I feel that it's too precious for me to let go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm afraid that...I won't be able to feel 'OKAY' in a new school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;oh Lord...what should I do? I'm so lost right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Help me...someone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;oh god... whyyy??!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6043894750364171999?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6043894750364171999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6043894750364171999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6043894750364171999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6043894750364171999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/dilemma.html' title='dilemma... :&apos;('/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-986499320587245971</id><published>2010-01-21T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:55:35.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true facts of life'/><title type='text'>A True Fact...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;Say...you are watching&amp;nbsp; a movie / reading a book / watching tv...etc, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Then...suddenly you come across this line...and you think it's cool...&lt;br /&gt;you'll find an oppurtunity to use it yourself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people who like you (or just-okay with you) will think... "That's fine...I thought that line was pretty cool too...LoL" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those who hates you... "What a loser...did she pick that up from somewhere? Cuz I obviously&amp;nbsp;came across that line before..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True facts of life...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-986499320587245971?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/986499320587245971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=986499320587245971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/986499320587245971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/986499320587245971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-fact.html' title='A True Fact...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3820913141807619162</id><published>2010-01-18T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:03:25.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;It's gonna be any minute from now I'm going to start screaming again...&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from depression...&lt;br /&gt;shut the f*** up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3820913141807619162?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3820913141807619162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3820913141807619162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3820913141807619162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3820913141807619162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-gonna-be-any-minute-from-now-im.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-2636077479657979147</id><published>2010-01-17T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:08:53.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;don't talk...don't say anything...and let's keep quiet, shall we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;silence is so great... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;so great that...those who are depressed...will have the idea of commiting suicide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;so great that...those who are heartbroken..will feel like life has no other point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*no time to be emo...* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anywayyyyssss.... ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;had a great day yesterday... but today sucks...cuz of the homework... and I am one of that depressed people...concealed in my room...silence... you continue... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;okay...yesterday...went out with buddies... lalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I went news.com, buy credit...waited...suddenly, Kit tapped my back, she folllowed me but I didn't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Waited...called, sms-ed...but no reply from bday girl n EO... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;finally EO(girrafesaur) answered my call...they're at popular... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;saw girrafesaur at popular...*group-hugged*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;go greenbox, register... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;those who haven't had lunch..went eat...pizza... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;girrafesaur and me go jusco...she bought smimsuit and goggles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;me bought hanbok-style pyjamas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;then rush to greenbox at 4pm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sing sing sing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;jump jump jump... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;laugh laugh laugh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;6 o'clock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;kit n I went to speedy... the rest go popular... alexis buy mol for her wedding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;kit n I waited at esprit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;see mama walking through the entrance... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kit walks to watson...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mama n I go pizza hut take away... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;n I didn't even get a chance to say bye to girrafesaur... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;anyways...that was an awesome day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;for more info... please call... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;go-and-die-tut-you-augghhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;blueberry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-2636077479657979147?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/2636077479657979147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=2636077479657979147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2636077479657979147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2636077479657979147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-upon-time.html' title='once upon a time...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6263201367660322215</id><published>2010-01-16T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T13:33:11.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so obvious.</title><content type='html'>am I angry?&amp;nbsp;no.&lt;br /&gt;am I&amp;nbsp;full of hatred? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've got to seperate hate and jealousy from your dictionary...&lt;br /&gt;at least I'm happy I'm not living like you...&lt;br /&gt;Eww...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;disconnectttt....~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not only me...I'm not the only one...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;monitor...sharp ears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm....really?&lt;br /&gt;oh well, bloodyyy.... &lt;br /&gt;WAkAAAaAA fly bitchessss~!!! &lt;br /&gt;wwwwhooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;( I try to put your stories in line,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;But nothing adds up right...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I'M GETTING OUT TONIGHT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;you're not invited...!!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; 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I came to school for five days a week... did an average of 6 homeworks per day... &lt;br /&gt;so I deserve this weekend..!!! &lt;br /&gt;I'm not guilty...!! I'm tired...and I'm out to party with my friends...&lt;br /&gt;and... need my sleep... &lt;br /&gt;my head is so heavy even though I slept early... &lt;br /&gt;and I didn't even touch my honey bunny sweety (My PC)... &lt;br /&gt;and finally... oh FINALLY.... got a chance to play sweet sweet HS5...luv it... &lt;br /&gt;and kestrel is gettin married on monday... &lt;br /&gt;out of all time...why must it be 8.30pm?! You know my favourite tv show is on at that time?! &lt;br /&gt;she said ten minutes showing up is enough...so... okay...I'll try... &lt;br /&gt;toodles... me going to bed... &lt;br /&gt;tata...&lt;br /&gt;TTYL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-elz- &lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-2280846074130998761?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/2280846074130998761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=2280846074130998761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2280846074130998761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2280846074130998761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/science-stream-students-need-break-too.html' title='Science Stream students need a break too!!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-4082584524710497675</id><published>2010-01-10T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:03:37.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>err...half-done blog...yay?</title><content type='html'>first....~ thanks you derissa for designing this layout...&lt;br /&gt;I love it...except that it's PINK...can u make it blue??? like light blue, y'know??? &lt;br /&gt;But thanks anyway!!! please continue making my blog amazing, derissa... &lt;br /&gt;luv ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...homeworking now... still have chem and bio to do... ugh...so much homework...grrrr...&lt;br /&gt;wait...komsas too...&lt;br /&gt;aggghhh... T-T&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/43/3F0F462F4D2F0804EFC2FD4FDDF69C42.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4082584524710497675?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4082584524710497675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4082584524710497675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4082584524710497675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4082584524710497675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/errhalf-done-blogyay.html' title='err...half-done blog...yay?'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6849902303383300276</id><published>2010-01-08T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:54:09.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived first week in Science stream...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;first...I just wanna say..it's not as easy as I thought...I am currently wondering on how my seniors could look so...normal... cuz right now...i feel absolutely abnormal... &lt;br /&gt;The pressure is great... I mean like... not less than 6 homeworks per day... isn't that a crazy fact? &lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel like switching my PC on after finishing homework... &lt;br /&gt;And... I caught flu after 3 days of school... and I'm still having it... the sore throat and stuffy nose...&lt;br /&gt;Yea,sux... &lt;br /&gt;Just wanna rant about a teacher...one I really hate... &lt;br /&gt;real annoying... &lt;br /&gt;she actually said "Yes or no?" 27 times in a 40min. period... &lt;br /&gt;and worse...her teaching... I can;t understand a single bloody thing... &lt;br /&gt;And according to our principal...she's the best... &lt;br /&gt;...well, I never thought of saying this...but I like my previous ----- teacher better... WAAAAAAAYYY better... &lt;br /&gt;Oh...and Miss Joseph is kinda nice...which is shocking... &lt;br /&gt;well, maybe we (I) use to find her scary because...we only see that fierce part of her...&lt;br /&gt;she used to appear at our class without any notice...and check our fingernails... &lt;br /&gt;and make us tie our hair properly..or for the boys' case... even cut their hair...LoL.&lt;br /&gt;but she's nice...actually... (and I don't mind if Miss joseph teaches us maths... LMAO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6849902303383300276?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6849902303383300276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6849902303383300276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6849902303383300276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6849902303383300276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-survived-first-week-in-science-stream.html' title='I survived first week in Science stream...!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-4752010410894437018</id><published>2010-01-04T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:50:06.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Science stream??</title><content type='html'>"I want to be a doctor...I want to be a doctor..." &lt;br /&gt;that was what&amp;nbsp;I keep saying to myself...&lt;br /&gt;cuz I feel scared being in science class... &lt;br /&gt;it's just...weird...the situation and all.... &lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm just not used to it yet... &lt;br /&gt;hope I will... or it will ruin everything... &lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... &lt;br /&gt;what is this feeling? I can't describe it...all I know is...I feel something is not right... &lt;br /&gt;is it because of the people? &lt;br /&gt;gee...God, please help me pull through another two years... please... T-T &lt;br /&gt;I'm scared...I just don't...and can't express that feeling...&lt;br /&gt;everything in me is mixed...like salad... &lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4752010410894437018?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4752010410894437018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4752010410894437018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4752010410894437018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4752010410894437018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/science-stream.html' title='Science stream??'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-5361907205031345328</id><published>2010-01-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:40:34.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going back to school...</title><content type='html'>Yep... back to school I go... &lt;br /&gt;In senior year...graduating in 2 years time... &lt;br /&gt;Am I happy? Am I excited? &lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to see my friends...so excited...&lt;br /&gt;But kinda sad cuz my most precious friend is not in d same class as me anymore...&lt;br /&gt;She's in d next class...&lt;br /&gt;But at least, I know I still have some other friends that are also precious...&lt;br /&gt;Hope that it won't change a thing between all of us... &lt;br /&gt;I wish 2010 will be like 2009...and the years before... &lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's awesome how we got along so well... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bed now...Nites... &lt;br /&gt;I'll tell if tomorrow is awesome or vice versa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL,&lt;br /&gt;-elz-&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-5361907205031345328?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/5361907205031345328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=5361907205031345328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5361907205031345328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5361907205031345328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-going-back-to-school.html' title='I&apos;m going back to school...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6083934623213680401</id><published>2010-01-01T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:08:01.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year Post...</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR BABES!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Hope 2010 will bring you all the best yah...!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to post about my holiday to indonesia... but that can wait... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;it's 2010... did u make ur resolution(s)...?? &lt;br /&gt;Gee...it's like so weird... 2010 feels so weird for me... &lt;br /&gt;why?? Cuz it's gonna mean a lot to people who is born in d same year as me... which is 1994... &lt;br /&gt;first... it's going to be our first year in senior high... we're in Form 4... graduating in another 2 years...!!! isn't that awesome??? &lt;br /&gt;and another thing... &lt;br /&gt;especially for girls... &lt;br /&gt;this is a huge thing... this happens only once in a lifetime..&lt;br /&gt;what is that?? &lt;br /&gt;yess...!!&lt;br /&gt;our sweet sixteen!!! &lt;br /&gt;We're going to be 16 years old!!! &lt;br /&gt;It's like don't know...they treat you more like a...normal civilian...&lt;br /&gt;it's different... u know... like for example... &lt;br /&gt;you go out somewhere...with your parents... then you bumped into your parents'&amp;nbsp;friends... &lt;br /&gt;then they introduce you... "this is my son/daughter...he/she is 16,,," &lt;br /&gt;well it won't be that straightforward...but still... 16 is a different age...&lt;br /&gt;a whole new experience... &lt;br /&gt;you can get your motorcycle license...!! Another year and you can drive a car...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends... :: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In 2009 I might have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Disturbed you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annoyed you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Irritated you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bugged you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And you know what?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to do it again in 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xDDDDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay...I'm getting a little dizzy here... I just drank half a beer glass of champagne... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I better go to bed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ttyl...oh...wait... did I forgot something??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;...!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: small;"&gt;(AGAIN...CUZ SAYING THAT, IS JUST SO FUN...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : If I ever hurt anyone by my actions, words, etc... even though I try not to make it obvious, and deny it if you ask...I'm really sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I said I'm sorry...don't ask me when you see me...that's it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: This is &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; to a particular person...this is to everyone I hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6083934623213680401?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6083934623213680401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6083934623213680401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6083934623213680401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6083934623213680401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-post.html' title='The New Year Post...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1366321894365577324</id><published>2009-12-16T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:53:14.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...why I can't understand the situation?</title><content type='html'>I understand...I know what's going on...&lt;br /&gt;I try to just stop giving you pressure, but it's like...an inner child...who's screaming and refusing to understand...&lt;br /&gt;Who still wants to do what I, myself, really wanted...&lt;br /&gt;I know that they get sad everytime I ask for something they can't grant...&lt;br /&gt;This situation itself...it's killing me...my life, my character.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do...I can't make this thing go away...&lt;br /&gt;I can't make this shit to leave my mind...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday...I'm like in a torture chamber, living like this...&lt;br /&gt;It hurts...a lot...&lt;br /&gt;This is psychological pressure...&lt;br /&gt;.::...::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1366321894365577324?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1366321894365577324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1366321894365577324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1366321894365577324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1366321894365577324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-i-cant-understand-situation.html' title='...why I can&apos;t understand the situation?'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-423780564623802718</id><published>2009-12-10T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:32:47.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ c.</title><content type='html'>Thank you for ur support guys!!&lt;br /&gt;Makasih smua yg udah support gw...&lt;br /&gt;Tmn2 smua...&lt;br /&gt;Udah cukup yah...stop the chaos... I'm going to be just fine...&lt;br /&gt;Dia kan udah bahagia...sama org laen...I was broken...but I got over it now...so you guys can stop the insults and debates...&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate everything you guys did, especially leaving messages on my page...&lt;br /&gt;Gw selalu mampir utk baca2 lohh... :D&lt;br /&gt;You guys cheer me up!&lt;br /&gt;Doaiin gw sama Carlo yah...&lt;br /&gt;Smoga gak terulang lg kejadian yg sedih2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it for now...just a short message...bye, and thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Elz♥C-&lt;br /&gt;moga2 slamanya yah...heheheheee...*PEACE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-423780564623802718?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/423780564623802718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=423780564623802718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/423780564623802718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/423780564623802718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/12/c.html' title='♥ c.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-7381305176632794765</id><published>2009-12-09T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:40:20.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLLPPPP!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;I'm robbed!! I've been robbed!! HELLLPPPP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've been robbed of my internet rights!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;[slippers thrown at me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get to blog again...well, this might be my last post...*exaggerating mode : on&lt;br /&gt;Ugh...with my bro here, and me failing to have my period last month...it's very easy for me to get pissed...&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;My bro keep using the damn PC...play stupid games...like usual.&lt;br /&gt;*no offence to gamers, peace, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it... I never spent time with my bro at home in Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;But here, in Indonesia...where we don't have our own rooms...&lt;br /&gt;We see each other like the whole day...&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why..I find&amp;nbsp; him very annoying...his jokes...his questions...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don't get me wrong...I love him...(as long as I don't see him all day long...teehee)&lt;br /&gt;La la la...&lt;br /&gt;Don't really feel like blogging anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead...&lt;br /&gt;-Elz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-7381305176632794765?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/7381305176632794765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=7381305176632794765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7381305176632794765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7381305176632794765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/12/helllpppp.html' title='HELLLPPPP!!!!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3659682796269956539</id><published>2009-11-24T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:15:04.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicckkk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fever for 2 days straight...Went to the doctor yesterday... And for some reason, the doctor here is very generous with antibiotics. He gave me three 500mg antibiotics...&lt;br /&gt;I drank only one though...and I'm already feeling better. Way better than the last two days I thought I'm gonna die...&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's just throat inflammation. This is where I come to doubt...like, throat inflammation? I don't feel any pain... but when he checked, he did say that my throat is red... but I don't feel any pain at all.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I'm better now...Just a little weak...&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3659682796269956539?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3659682796269956539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3659682796269956539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3659682796269956539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3659682796269956539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/11/sicckkk.html' title='Sicckkk...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-9212472297595234862</id><published>2009-11-20T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:13:27.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good. better. (not) best.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm young.&amp;nbsp;I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is really boring...&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't have paid for the bloody internet...I paid my cousin's internet fee... Rp126.000...which is&amp;nbsp; equivalent to 42 bux...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...then he keep playing stupid MMOs...yea right... I should have paid for internet cafe...&lt;br /&gt;Which means...paying for what I used...not paying excessively...and in the end...I only get to use on daytime...&lt;br /&gt;I feel cheatedddd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend...my two cousins and me is going to watch 2012...finally.&lt;br /&gt;but according to TV...it's very hard to get 2012 ticket... it sold out for almost every session...&lt;br /&gt;But if we watch tomorrow...my bro will be here too...&lt;br /&gt;but I don't think he wants&amp;nbsp; to go...I don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Btw...the thing I like about going out with my cousin is...I get to ride a motorbike...going fast on the road...the wind blowing in my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haahhh...something I only experience with my cousins...since no one I knew rides a motorbike in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And...I think I wrote somewhere in my blog that I already started planning my sweet sixteen..I'm inviting my fave cousins!! Full trip paid!!! I just want them to make a passport...cuz I really want their presence on one of the big events of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It couldn't be a perfect sweet 16 without them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The invitation should be ready by the time I got back to Malaysia... :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="1" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="visibility: hidden;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-9212472297595234862?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/9212472297595234862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=9212472297595234862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/9212472297595234862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/9212472297595234862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-better-not-best.html' title='good. better. (not) best.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3446652431579233054</id><published>2009-11-19T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:27:37.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;Gw bisa berpura2&amp;nbsp; sampai kapan pun... tapi gw g bisa bohong sama diri gw sendiri...&lt;br /&gt;Gw benci dia...dan itu tidak akan pernah bisa berubah...&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kapan pun, dari awal sampai akhir...gw tetep aja g suka sama dia.&lt;br /&gt;Gimana ya ngejelasin nya...&lt;br /&gt;G enak aja gitu, ngeliat sifat nya, kelakuan nya...sok cantik geeetoooo...iiihhh...amit2, neng...&lt;br /&gt;Gw tau lo jg benci sama gw... kita sama2 pura2... main sandiwara aja terus..&lt;br /&gt;Gw juga bisa...emang cmn lo yg bisa?&lt;br /&gt;Dulu juga lo ikut mojokkin gw...ngomongin gw yang jelek2...&lt;br /&gt;Tapi di dpn gw...lo ngomong nya dia g&amp;nbsp; bolehin lo deket2 sama gw...&lt;br /&gt;Gw tau...lo nya aja yang g nyadar...bawaan otak lo yang guuuooooblokkk itu ya??&lt;br /&gt;Iiihh...ngaku2 sok best friend... kaki gw lebih layak jd best friend gw daripada lo...&lt;br /&gt;Best friend gw itu cmn satu...SATU... g ada yang lain...g ada ganti nya...lo ingat2 aja.&lt;br /&gt;Lo bilang lo kecilan nya cute? iih... kaya gitu apanya yang imut?!&lt;br /&gt;Gigi lo aja berantakan g rupa gi2 manusia gt...&lt;br /&gt;Buat org yg ngetag foto lo ky...apa?? super model?? aduh mbakkk... kalo super model ky gitu...apa kata dunia, mbak?&lt;br /&gt;Perut lo ky tante2&amp;nbsp; anak 3 tau...&lt;br /&gt;Mata lo ky abis kena tonjok...&lt;br /&gt;Gigi lo lg... g layak gw bahas deh..&lt;br /&gt;bentuk badan lo emang kecil... liat aja...nti lo tua nya ky mak lo... berantakannnn!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gw jahat banget ya? Kalo di total semua yg dia lakuin ke gw... ini g sebrp... klise yah?? terserah deh...emang kenyataan nya gitu koq... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3446652431579233054?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3446652431579233054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3446652431579233054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3446652431579233054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3446652431579233054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/11/gw-bisa-berpura2-sampai-kapan-pun.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8883522754607567620</id><published>2009-11-18T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:58:15.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is so la-a-a-te...</title><content type='html'>...but I'm still going to write about it anyway..&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to write about it now....cuz NOW is the time I have to upload all the pics...&lt;br /&gt;Not much cuz I really haven't been to much places, I will update again...&lt;br /&gt;when I visit some interesting places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--read more --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Nov...&lt;br /&gt;Flight to Surabaya...watched Final Destination 4 in flight...the movie was put in my phone the night before... In flight, I sat near to a white middle-aged man...who plugged his ears and slept through the whole flight...&lt;br /&gt;Just before the plane landed, I camwhored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOWpvflFlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YsGqov7csLo/s1600/PiX258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOWpvflFlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YsGqov7csLo/s320/PiX258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nov 2nd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I followed my Dad to his office..for the sake of internet... I ended up playing in the corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOXDMjeF5I/AAAAAAAAAPc/bERVZYwFdL0/s1600/PiX259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOXDMjeF5I/AAAAAAAAAPc/bERVZYwFdL0/s320/PiX259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOXE87pubI/AAAAAAAAAPk/RcQGauBfhXY/s1600/PiX260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOXE87pubI/AAAAAAAAAPk/RcQGauBfhXY/s320/PiX260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After that, I spent the rest of the week shopping...with my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nov 7th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Went for lunch with my Dad, Aunt, Future Uncle, Grandpa...and his 2 nurses...= =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOX3fmA1pI/AAAAAAAAAPs/mz7p2yBgNxQ/s1600/PiX273.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOX3fmA1pI/AAAAAAAAAPs/mz7p2yBgNxQ/s320/PiX273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's my Future Uncle a.k.a my aunt's bf...and my Aunt herself..Had lunch at Duck King...again...it's like everytime we go out with my Grandpa...it's always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nov 8th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Flight to Semarang... I was very scared when I found out my dad can't accompany me to check-in...in the end... I went...alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yup...I was all fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOX30pi5GI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2HAuUQ_crxU/s1600/PiX275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOX30pi5GI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2HAuUQ_crxU/s320/PiX275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting to board the plane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOYq6aDJpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fE_fHD_XcaA/s1600/PiX276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOYq6aDJpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fE_fHD_XcaA/s320/PiX276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I looked a mess...I was sweating cuz I was damn nervous...it's my first time flying domestic in Indonesia...actually second time...First was to Jakarta when we had to leave for emergency when a relative passed away... But first time alone...even checking-in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh...then in Semarang...of course...street food... cheap...and some are my favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;'Tahu Petis' (Fried Beancurd with Black Shrimp Paste)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Martabak" (Duck egg omelette with fillings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;etc, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOZ3BYZgBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/8Tou0CBiNno/s1600/PiX281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SwOZ3BYZgBI/AAAAAAAAAQE/8Tou0CBiNno/s320/PiX281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the stalls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay... 'til here for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;TTYL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-elz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTg1MjQzMzE*MzEmcHQ9MTI1ODUyNDMzOTM*MyZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmbz*4MzY1MDRhYzY5NDE*YjU5OGIzZjE*YTg2Zjk3ZWIzNA==.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Young and Crazy" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/5/ab_youngcrazy18.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; 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visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sometimes,&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I feel like I'm going out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...boy the way you do me is a&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;damn crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;you smile at me and it's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...with you there ain't any in between.&lt;br /&gt;...everytime I walk out that door,&lt;br /&gt;...tell myself I &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;won't take it no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;there's a part of me won't let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I keep &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;saying yes when my mind's saying no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...me and my heart &lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: x-large;"&gt;we've got issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...don't know if I should&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;miss you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...damn&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I wish that I could resist you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"&gt;can't decide if I should slap you or kiss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...me and my heart &lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: x-large;"&gt;we've got issues, issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...we've got &lt;span style="color: #45818e; font-size: x-large;"&gt;issues, issues, issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc; font-size: x-large;"&gt;notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: x-large;"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;my hand&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"&gt;why are we strangers&lt;/span&gt; when,&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;our love&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: x-large;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...why&lt;span style="color: #d0e0e3;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d0e0e3; font-size: large;"&gt;carry on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;without me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;"&gt;everytime I try to fly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I fall without my wings&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;I felt so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;guess I need&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: x-large;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I see you in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;...I see &lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: x-large;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;face,&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;haunting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;guess &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1746623753360786570?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1746623753360786570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1746623753360786570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1746623753360786570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1746623753360786570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-thinking-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-4699791126590433340</id><published>2009-11-13T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:16:43.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mom is leaving for Surabaya tomorrow... I miss my puppies... I miss 'em....Especially my Jewel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poor thing, she'll be left with her Mom and sister...with no air-con in the night...no Australian beef for supper...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And no Serta bed to sleep at night...she'll be sleeping on the FLOOR.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uwaaa...my baby...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poor thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kasian banget, g tega bayangin nya. Kangen bangetzzz... Pengen peluk2 dia gitu... T-T&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kangen ama ayang Jewelll...!!!&amp;nbsp; Hiks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I regret paying my cousin's internet line... cuz now I feel damn sienz, nobody to hang out with... he keep playing stupid, fucking, MMOs... But he said he wanna take me out Saturday night... Mugyaa...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But it will be better if I spend Saturday night with...*ahem*..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No larh, it's different...take this as going out with my big bro...Cuz I see him like once a year only... other things can wait... Family comes first... &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4699791126590433340?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4699791126590433340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4699791126590433340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4699791126590433340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4699791126590433340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-mom-is-leaving-for-surabaya-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3709150036577026267</id><published>2009-11-10T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:37:30.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Pahlawan in the eyes of a teen that grew up overseas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;10th of November is a day where we, Indonesians, appreciate the sacrifice of our soldiers and militia in fighting against the Dutch soldiers as part of the Indonesian National Revolution.&lt;br /&gt;This happened in my hometown, Surabaya in 1945.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a big event for Indonesians, but for me... I don't really understand much about it. I wasn't sure in what year Indonesia gained its independence... until I asked questions from my relatives..it's 17th August 1945.&lt;br /&gt;I might grow up in a different country, Malaysia..most of my friends, in fact all of my good friends, are all Malaysians. I love growing up in Malaysia. I learned a lot...even my teachers, who taught me lots of things...are all Malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know much about Indonesia... In the eyes of some people in other countries, Indonesia is economically poor, not peaceful, full of natural disasters...etc.&lt;br /&gt;As an Indonesian, I can say that not all Indonesians are all in need of financial aid...not every part face problem with natural disasters...and not everyone is evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am aware of the tensed relationship between Indonesia and Malaysia...but I prefer not to discuss that here. I just wished that things will get better in time. Time heals the deepest wound...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;-elz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3709150036577026267?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3709150036577026267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3709150036577026267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3709150036577026267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3709150036577026267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/11/hari-pahlawan-in-eyes-of-teen-that-grew.html' title='Hari Pahlawan in the eyes of a teen that grew up overseas...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3579995832022831698</id><published>2009-11-09T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:36:29.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minna, genki ka?? watashi wa genki desu...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;It's my 9th day in Indonesia... and finally, it rained yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw... I'm now in my grandma's house... in another town, bout 8hrs away by car from my hometown, Surabaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...my days in Surabaya...I decided not to follow Papa to his office anymore after that one...really,boring, torturous day... I went around the malls of Surabaya...wish that I was spending time with my gals... It shud be fun...&lt;br /&gt;And the last night I spend with my dad in Surabaya, Papa let me drink some lemon vodka... A-W-E-S-O-M-E...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went with my cousin to some sort of small PC Fair... cheap lappy all around...&lt;br /&gt;Then by the time decided to go home, it was raining cats and dogs..!!&lt;br /&gt;COOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, til here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-elz- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3579995832022831698?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3579995832022831698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3579995832022831698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3579995832022831698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3579995832022831698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/11/minna-genki-ka-watashi-wa-genki-desu.html' title='minna, genki ka?? watashi wa genki desu...!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6442310870779230157</id><published>2009-11-02T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:49:32.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 10:37am here... how are you guys doing? LoL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so sorry I couldn't contact any of you guys back in lovely Malaysia... My dad's supposed to have the new card ready for me by the time I arrived, but it turns out that not many shops in my area sells XL prepaid. So I'm still stuck with my Celcom no. Yes, I can still send msg, call, etc. But if I do that, it costs me hell...*not literally, well, u figure it out*&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to get it today... but I'm here stuck in my dad's office, in a corner...waiting for Windows Live to finish downloading...&lt;br /&gt;Yep...I don't have WLM on d laptop... sucks, yes.&lt;br /&gt;But the internet connection here is swell...~ Really.&lt;br /&gt;It's like at home... except that this table in the corner is small and pink in colour...like that bright pink, y'know.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Wondergirls' Nobody...&lt;br /&gt;There isn't really any decent songs in this lappy.&lt;br /&gt;And the Windows Media Player is HORRID. It's d new version... I miss d old one at home...&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sync some songs into my phone...and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;It sync-ed all others songs that existed...&lt;br /&gt;But since it's way newer than the desktop I have back home, it's not lagging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I arrived this morning... very early... 6.30am, we're already here. The motorcycles' flow is CRAZY. Like flies...bees...wateva. insects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched my dad's friends feed the Koi fishes... then he toured me around the factory... which is incredibly huge. Well, I used to cycle around this place when I was very young...&lt;br /&gt;So, there's some of the workers who knew me when I was a toddler... So after touring the factory... he toured me around the office... shake hands with everyone... They claim they knew me... But I don't remember anything about them... Nothing...Zip...Nada...Zilch.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;Be blogging again soon, when I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTYL,&lt;br /&gt;-elz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6442310870779230157?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6442310870779230157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6442310870779230157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6442310870779230157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6442310870779230157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-1037am-here-how-are-you-guys-doing.html' title='It&apos;s 10:37am here... how are you guys doing? LoL.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-7300900046217620708</id><published>2009-10-31T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:41:08.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is MY it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to put 'this is it' cuz some might think that I'm talking bout MJ's This Is It... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;Went to school...today. For the last time... &lt;br /&gt;As in form 3 I mean, I'm not stopping school, so don't worry... You'll see me again next year... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It ended well though... Had lotsa fun... &lt;br /&gt;Played twister... :D &lt;br /&gt;But the best part is when we took that picture... of our heads... star-shaped (gone wrong!) &lt;br /&gt;We were lying down on twister mat... Then, out of sudden, Babi came to class... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard Jan mumble something like... "KAMGANIII!!!" &lt;br /&gt;N GL puts the phone away...&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason I can't stop laughing... and all starts to laugh too... &lt;br /&gt;And it went on... &lt;br /&gt;And on..&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not gonna post any pix of us playing twister here... trust me, it will scar you for LIFE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe like... this is really the last time... I don't know, I still can't accept the fact that PMR is already over... &lt;br /&gt;It's like watching a horror movie...PMR... &lt;br /&gt;You wanna watch it...but at the same time...a part of you can't... &lt;br /&gt;And before you know it... it's over... &lt;br /&gt;Bought Add Maths revision guide today...&lt;br /&gt;Just to fill up my spare time in Indo... &lt;br /&gt;Might as well try to catch up before form 4 starts... &lt;br /&gt;Have to go science...or it will ruin my life.. literally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...I'm saving the rest for tomorrow... &lt;br /&gt;And I'm not exactly happy that I'm going back to Indo...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, it's the vibe, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and, and!!! &lt;br /&gt;Mama is so generous today... &amp;gt;&amp;lt; &lt;br /&gt;Went shopping at Esprit...actually it's for my bro...who's growing taller...and taller... his pants all became too short... and my eyes caught two shirts.. &lt;br /&gt;One white...one's black...&lt;br /&gt;The white one is really simple... I'm not confident in white... But I like it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I simply love the black one... When I tried it... I just couldn't decide which one...&lt;br /&gt;But this time Mama didn't ask me to decide... &lt;br /&gt;She bought both... &lt;br /&gt;And as always...my luck stinks... the total for buying 3 shirts (+1 for my bro) and 1 jeans...actually I can renew my member card...but I left the card at home just the night before... &lt;br /&gt;Yes... stinking like never before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least now I can decide something... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-7300900046217620708?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/7300900046217620708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=7300900046217620708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7300900046217620708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7300900046217620708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-my-it.html' title='this is MY it...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-9010293969293685575</id><published>2009-10-28T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:09:41.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more days~ It's my last week in Form 3!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wednesday...!! I'll be going on Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;Part of me can't wait.. Part of me is like... "Is this the right thing?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since my aunt broke up with her boyfriend...which I knew since I was in kindergarten... &lt;br /&gt;Now she's with a 60 year-old old man which is no fun at all... &lt;br /&gt;So it's very boring to stay at home...alone... in that big...dining room... watching tv...all day long.. &lt;br /&gt;But this time... Papa will be there..!! &lt;br /&gt;Well, no 'yay!' I don't know if it's going to be like... he take care of me... or he'll ask me do things.... help him clean... wash his clothes... &lt;br /&gt;But..I think I'll follow him to his office... Cuz of internet line... and... better than going out with that old man... &lt;br /&gt;At least Papa is way cooler... &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied...didn'tell what's on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;I just went with the farking flow... and now... can swim back up...&lt;br /&gt;That stupid old man don't even want my aunt to give me her ex's phone no. &lt;br /&gt;He said that he's going to come to surabaya when I'm there... &lt;br /&gt;Yea, crap talk!! BULLSHITTTT!! &lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I'm being rude here... But I see nothing good about that old man...&lt;br /&gt;He's short...VERY SHORT... his body is so damn muscular... he learn karate or wtf... Not my problem...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine... Even me.. I'm like 15-20cm taller than him... &lt;br /&gt;He's a total freak... why? let me tell you... You know in church...you give the sign of peace before receiving the holy communion... &lt;br /&gt;In surabaya...we shake hands....&lt;br /&gt;He'll take out a wet tissue after shaking hands with people... and wipe his hands... &lt;br /&gt;He says.."Cuz got lots of germs..." &lt;br /&gt;I was like...WHAT THE FUCK?! What if the people you shake hands with sees that? What will they think? You're some kind of anti-social freak, old man...!! And somehow he influenced my aunt to do the same..&lt;br /&gt;He handed me wet tissue butI just crumble it and stuff it in my pockets... good thing,&lt;br /&gt;gives my pants a nice smell... &lt;br /&gt;Well, he tried giving to my dad...and he replied with one of his sarcastic-Sadistic comments... This is the kind of moments where I love my Dad... &lt;br /&gt;I don't have the guts to talk like him...MY dad just opens his mouth and says whateva is in his mind... &lt;br /&gt;And that's cool.&amp;nbsp; Too bad I don't really have the ability... Unless I'm really pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.. what will happen this year... last year at the airport was like... so... ==;; &lt;br /&gt;And going back without Mama and her high heels... make me get out of the airport faster...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got express boarding pass anyway... &lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of a funny thing... LAst year. They called all the passengers to the gate... and the fella said, xpress boarding pass holders, please move to the right... that time behind me was like... ONE LONG ROW of people... when I moved to the right, all behind me followed... I was like..."err..." &lt;br /&gt;But I didn't say... out of all that people, only me and a middle-aged uncle had d pass... &lt;br /&gt;N the lady got to tell all of them to move back to the long queue... &lt;br /&gt;Will I have the guts to say anything this year...? Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-9010293969293685575?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/9010293969293685575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=9010293969293685575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/9010293969293685575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/9010293969293685575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/4-more-days-its-my-last-week-in-form-3.html' title='4 more days~ It&apos;s my last week in Form 3!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1211490944661893101</id><published>2009-10-28T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:36:43.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random shyts. gt problem? f*** off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"she wears short skirt, I wear t-shirt..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARLO...I WILL KILL YA... &lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY. &lt;br /&gt;Btw... U still owe me 2 scoops Gelatissimo... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;_&amp;gt; I don't careeee... still need to buy me.&lt;br /&gt;Not bR!!! Not Haagen!!! GELATISSIMO... take me to The Gardens...&lt;br /&gt;Okayy?? &lt;br /&gt;Thnx, bIBEHHHH~~!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1211490944661893101?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1211490944661893101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1211490944661893101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1211490944661893101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1211490944661893101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-shyts-gt-problem-f-off.html' title='random shyts. gt problem? f*** off.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8311054713418502266</id><published>2009-10-24T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:50:56.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>désolé...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;á mes sentiments, je suis désolé... &lt;br /&gt;pour quelqu'un d'aimer...&lt;br /&gt;pour donner la pression mentale... &lt;br /&gt;physique aussi... &lt;br /&gt;J'aurais dû savoir qu'ill est impossible... il pout etre un&amp;nbsp;homme de familie... &lt;br /&gt;Et tout ce que je veux, c'est de voir&amp;nbsp;de mes propres yeux... &lt;br /&gt;Son visage se fane...rapide. &lt;br /&gt;Mais tout semble aller plus loin... &lt;br /&gt;il était le plus gentil... sourit et a parlé... &lt;br /&gt;Oh, et me chucotha á l'oirelle gauche... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'aurais du faire quelque chose plus tôt... &lt;br /&gt;Mais je n'ai pas... &lt;br /&gt;Maintenant c'est trop tard... &lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8311054713418502266?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8311054713418502266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8311054713418502266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8311054713418502266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8311054713418502266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/desole.html' title='désolé...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6816257091261949816</id><published>2009-10-23T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:27:37.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story 321...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's night again... &lt;br /&gt;When I wake up it shall be morning... A new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I wake up happy? Or sad? &lt;br /&gt;New day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I wake up, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the scent of morning mist,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It feels so&amp;nbsp;bliss,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wake up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before the sun rises,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in&amp;nbsp;the purple sky,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never fail to give me hope,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I wake up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scent of new wishes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kissed my eyes open,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purple morning glory,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blooming,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Greeting the birth of a new day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I pray, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I close my eyes tonight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll wake up to another day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feels like heaven on earth...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, Lord..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not give up on life...&lt;br /&gt;Ever. Again.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of reasons...&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay here longer... &lt;br /&gt;I want to be around those I care about...&lt;br /&gt;And those who care about me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6816257091261949816?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6816257091261949816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6816257091261949816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6816257091261949816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6816257091261949816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/story-321.html' title='Story 321...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8877463225813494580</id><published>2009-10-22T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:17:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a confession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;I am... &lt;br /&gt;I am not what you think I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really know my background... &lt;br /&gt;No one does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know who am I... &lt;br /&gt;And that, makes me happy. &lt;br /&gt;Being with all of you, my precious friends...&lt;br /&gt;Is different than being in Surabaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had any friends I made myself..&lt;br /&gt;It's either my mom's friends' kids... &lt;br /&gt;Or something like that... &lt;br /&gt;Well... I had a friend once in kindergarten...&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember her name...&lt;br /&gt;Nana. &lt;br /&gt;She's got short hair... petite body. &lt;br /&gt;She's a javanese. &lt;br /&gt;She's got a dark complexion... &lt;br /&gt;She's a nice person... &lt;br /&gt;I remember she printed a letter with a rabbit...&lt;br /&gt;And then...stupid me... I put it in my bag... then water spilt all over it...&lt;br /&gt;I told her and she printed anotehr one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my first enemy, &lt;br /&gt;Evelyn... &lt;br /&gt;I'm always quarelling with her... &lt;br /&gt;I'm in the same group as her in kindergarten. &lt;br /&gt;And we keep arguing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In primary... &lt;br /&gt;I remember I had a few friends that went for english class with me before...&lt;br /&gt;Christian, Fefe, Corinne... &lt;br /&gt;And the teacher... Pak Simon... &lt;br /&gt;I remember how we would say "Thank you, sir" at every end of the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;We would have the lesson at Christian's house...&lt;br /&gt;Then Mom would fetch me late...&lt;br /&gt;And his mom, Tante Agnes,&lt;br /&gt;Would give me lunch... Then we will play games... &lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go back this year...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet them all...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know how they look now... &lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8877463225813494580?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8877463225813494580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8877463225813494580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8877463225813494580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8877463225813494580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/confession.html' title='a confession.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1120735856184890538</id><published>2009-10-21T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T13:12:48.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Il me manque que superviseur...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title says it all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1120735856184890538?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1120735856184890538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1120735856184890538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1120735856184890538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1120735856184890538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/il-me-manque-que-superviseur.html' title='Il me manque que superviseur...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8000549287247681745</id><published>2009-10-20T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:59:28.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh* there's nothing I can do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, this is it... &lt;br /&gt;I read Alexis' blog...then it hits me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of secondary school... &lt;br /&gt;Ah, the sweet smell of freedom... &lt;br /&gt;So glad UPSR was over...&lt;br /&gt;I passed with good result... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember... &lt;br /&gt;Everytime we talk about our past memories...std.6 and UPSR... &lt;br /&gt;And then someone will mention... &lt;br /&gt;"PMR coming soon la..." &lt;br /&gt;and the rest of us will say... "Shut up! Don't spoil the fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now... right now... It's been a week since we went through the cycle... &lt;br /&gt;Again... like UPSR... We just finished PMR...&lt;br /&gt;And now... we&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;waiting for the result...&lt;br /&gt;Good or&amp;nbsp;bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you guys happy that we&amp;nbsp;had actually completed&amp;nbsp;lower secondary?&lt;br /&gt;3 years... it felt like days...&lt;br /&gt;It's surprising to think... 3&amp;nbsp;years...&lt;br /&gt;All the fun...&lt;br /&gt;And before we know it... SPM shall come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of unfair for all those three years to not be felt...&lt;br /&gt;I kinda regret it...&lt;br /&gt;like... Did I do all the things that&amp;nbsp;I should have?&lt;br /&gt;Did I study hard enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz now it's done... Form 1, 2, 3.... it's over guys...&lt;br /&gt;We can open our eyes now...&lt;br /&gt;Wake&amp;nbsp;up all our senses...&lt;br /&gt;We're free... for another year...&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye... Lower secondary... I remember how we felt... going into form one...&lt;br /&gt;with the secondary uniform...feeling so damn mature...&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't it awesome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8000549287247681745?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8000549287247681745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8000549287247681745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8000549287247681745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8000549287247681745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/sigh-theres-nothing-i-can-do.html' title='*sigh* there&apos;s nothing I can do...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1523916269835481136</id><published>2009-10-16T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:39:21.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>while you guys were partying...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;- I cried twice... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I feel a sharp pain in my chest, it's gonna burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I listened to Only Wind, Only Wind by Kim Jong Kook &amp;amp; SG Wannabe for xxxx times... the lyrics descirbed my feelings right now... perfect for me to cry over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;I keep thinking of his face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Try to find a way to find him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wonder if anyone can tell me his name... just his name... I'll be very happy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I prayed hard so that I could meet him again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FEELING SUICIDAL RIGHT NOW...&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS NO LOVEY-DOVEY SHIT, GEDDIT?&lt;br /&gt;I'M TIRED OF HAVING CRUSHES ON THE WRONG PEOPLE... THEN COME THIS ONE GUY...&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL I GET WAS LESS THAN A WEEK...&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU THINK THAT'S ACTUALLY FAIR? &lt;br /&gt;YES, LAUGH YOUR HEAD OFF, FCKING MORONS.&lt;br /&gt;I'M STUPID...SAY THAT. &lt;br /&gt;DO YOU THINK I WANT THINGS TO GO THIS WAY?&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO ENJOY LIKE OTHERS... BUT THE MORE I THINK OF IT...&lt;br /&gt;I'LL CRY... &lt;br /&gt;THAT IS WHY I CAN'T MAKE IT TO ALEXIS' PARTY...to Alexis, I'm really sorry. &lt;br /&gt;I'M &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIRED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OKAY? &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIRED...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I WANT TO KNOW HIS &lt;span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NAME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...THAT'S ALL... &lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN'T HELP ME CAN'T YOU? WHO CAN I TRUST? &lt;br /&gt;TELL ME...IF I CAN ASK FOR YOUR HELP... TO ASK SOMEONE WHAT'S HIS NAME... CUZ HE'S GONE NOW...&lt;br /&gt;AND MY CHANCE TO SEE HIM IS SO SMALL... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1523916269835481136?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1523916269835481136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1523916269835481136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1523916269835481136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1523916269835481136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/while-you-guys-were-partying.html' title='while you guys were partying...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-5917788695865626214</id><published>2009-10-13T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:37:03.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR is over..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;PMr is over... but I'm not jumping with joy like what others did... &lt;br /&gt;The day before today, which is 2nd last day of PMR... I was soooo excited..."Yay! One more paper to go!! I'm going out of that hall early tomorrow!!!" &lt;br /&gt;But... when today came... I wake up as usual... no excitement... change from pyjamas to uniform... &lt;br /&gt;Blah routines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing the KHB paper... I don't even feel like moving an inch...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not tired... It's just that... I don't have the 'uumph' to walk out of the hall as a FREE WOMAN... &lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Something is missing... but I don't know what... It's like I'm reaching out for something... &lt;br /&gt;Something invinsible...but I can feel it... you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so moody... I even forgot to wish Gaik Lee happy birthday.... ugh. &lt;br /&gt;Knowing my mood is already as rotten as it is... &lt;br /&gt;I was even more pissed... at the immigration when we arrived... the woman asked my mom to pay 620... mom ony had 580... so we went... all the way from PKNS builidng... to Meru... withdraw soem $$$... and then went back to PKNS building... Guess what? They asked us to wait til 2.00pm... &lt;br /&gt;AAUGGGHHH!!! &lt;br /&gt;I asked Mom to take me home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home... wash up a little, put on pyjamas... watch Ice Age 3 on bed... hoping that I could laugh... But no... I don't think anything is funny... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I sleep for a while... and here I am... blogging away... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a piece of my mind... &lt;br /&gt;I feel like doing PMR one more time... just one more... &lt;br /&gt;No,&amp;nbsp;it's not cuz I have no confidence... it's... because... &lt;br /&gt;I feel soemthing is amiss during those 5 days... &lt;br /&gt;5 days...that I will only experience once in my whole life... flew like a bird...&lt;br /&gt;...but can I? &lt;br /&gt;No. Of course, not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-5917788695865626214?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/5917788695865626214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=5917788695865626214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5917788695865626214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5917788695865626214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/pmr-is-over.html' title='PMR is over..'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-4657910742367679810</id><published>2009-10-09T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:54:34.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I L U, babe... 4eva...n eva...n eva... this is just a nonsensical rant...</title><content type='html'>La la la... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I won't let go... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what we can be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't watch my life crashing down on me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I had it all...right there before my eyes..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mah babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw someone this few days... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite to my liking... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's hard to admit that to anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... he asked me a question once...*hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get restless everytime I don't see him around... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yes... I keep telling myself... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot...CANNOT... He's off-limits, darling...let's just concentrate on him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... no hope oso don't care lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking oso helps to keep my spirit up these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt; makes me wanna wake up everyday... (today woke up late...ahahaha... but I saw him oso few seconds ony...ahahaha...no..la...jkjk... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" /&gt; &lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-4657910742367679810?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/4657910742367679810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=4657910742367679810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4657910742367679810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/4657910742367679810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-l-u-babe-4evan-evan-eva-this-is-just.html' title='I L U, babe... 4eva...n eva...n eva... this is just a nonsensical rant...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1742086860490286573</id><published>2009-10-03T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:33:41.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Lag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="display: none;"&gt;On my way back home from school...(Mom drive, of coz)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this nice song on the radio...So I told myself...I must find this song when I get home... &lt;br /&gt;I like the song cuz of the words that caught my attention first...&lt;br /&gt;and... yes, I assume I don't have to write them down somewhere cuz I like it and already had it in my head... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home... I watched TV with my bro... &lt;br /&gt;Take shower... Switch on PC... &lt;br /&gt;*BAM* Oh, Yeah... the song... I thought... &lt;br /&gt;And... till now... I'm still trying to recall the words... &lt;br /&gt;I remember thinking that the song could be sung by Avril Lavigne... but I wasn't sure... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I blogging less frequently? Cuz Facebook-ing is more fun... &lt;br /&gt;And accessible thru phone...(boo-yah)&lt;br /&gt;Why I don't tweet? I'm not a bird... No, seriously... I don't get the micro-blogging thingy... I'm the type who likes to rant rubbish, rubbish and more rubbish. &lt;br /&gt;How can you limit all these in 140 chars.?&lt;br /&gt;Don't mention summary... I hate summary..!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... PMr Preps... I finished ADABI maths... all 3 sets... and I score well... but... my other subjects almost flunked... &lt;br /&gt;I don't want any flaws on my result slip... I want a perrrfect...I repeat, PERFECT... result slip. &lt;br /&gt;Am I being too ambitious? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do I always answaer my own questions? If it is beyond my knowledge and common sense, yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 01.30am... 3rd of October... 4 days to PMR... &lt;br /&gt;Oh... and my dad... who is over seas... Suddenly became so concerned about me... Well, not that he wasn't ... But the message sounds a lil'.... tacky? Like it's not my usual dad?? The one that keeps trashing me... Calling me names...&lt;br /&gt;Don't know... maybe he was just too bored... nothing to do... so try to be oh-so-caring father... lol. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P O, &lt;br /&gt;Elz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" border="0" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1742086860490286573?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1742086860490286573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1742086860490286573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1742086860490286573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1742086860490286573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/10/brain-lag.html' title='Brain Lag...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-5498785130917013282</id><published>2009-09-19T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:23:01.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR had made me dumber... well done.</title><content type='html'>I admit, I'm not so bright anymore...&lt;br /&gt;My brain often go 'dc' @disconnect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid-er than usual... Like... I make small matter turn into big deal, which in the end... I'll look ridiculously foolish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning...&lt;br /&gt;look at clock... 9.10am... Got up... went down eat snow skin mooncake... yam one. Delicious. Okay....&lt;br /&gt;Mom took newspaper... flip-flip...  You know what? Today's paper don't have my favourite part... StarTwo is missing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I love StarTwo...and desperately need it at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;-Cuz I want to know what happend next in Calvin&amp;amp;Hobbes comic strip... and even though I don't really like the Spider Man strip... I still read it... And of course... Kee's World... Well, EveRYTHING except... Brenda Starr.... I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I need the cinema schedule...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Okay, so StarTwo is missing... Mom said... could be blown off by strong wind cuz last night was raining until morning... so it might be somewhere out there...on the garden...or under the cars at the car porch...&lt;br /&gt;So I went out... walk around... no sign of paper.&lt;br /&gt;Squatted to look under the car... non....nada... zilch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I should just get back inside and forget about that goddamned paper... but no... I went looking to almost crawling under my Dad's car... then I think...&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so desperate? It's just a paper...&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's blown by the wind somewhere... probably d construction workers had used it to do something god knows what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidly walk back inside... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom going back to yoga on thursday...&lt;br /&gt;If only she joins other things... then maybe I want to join... but yoga? no thanks. I'll fall asleep... I actually watched them doing yoga in celebrity fitness in Subang Jaya.... from outside of course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... I saw d whole group twisting their legs around the other leg... standing upright... and the did d same with their hands... Including my Mom n her friend...&lt;br /&gt;Then... They stood like that for a few seconds... or maybe 2-3 miuntes?&lt;br /&gt;You know what I was imagining looking at them posing like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Me... running into the hall and tip them one by one... especially those beginners... you can tell by their shaking legs... they're shaking... trying to maintain balance. I wonder how embarassing it would be if you fall and create a domino effect... LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They look like as if they're trying to... *ahem* do business no.2? N the ones with shaking legs... they look like as if they're constipating... BWAHAHAHAHAHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm talking bull crap cuz PMR is offically 18 days away starting from now... this hour... and 22 miuntes ago... Yes, I heard that "f*ck off!!!" Let's face it... even if I keep my mouth shut... PMR is still coming near. So... WTH. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-5498785130917013282?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/5498785130917013282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=5498785130917013282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5498785130917013282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/5498785130917013282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/09/pmr-had-made-me-dumber-well-done.html' title='PMR had made me dumber... well done.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1217650738537181131</id><published>2009-09-12T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:35:30.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohh... so that's how you play? You think I'm going to get hurt seeing you hanging out with that oh-i'm-innocent biatch? Seeing you all happy... and what about that pict. of you kissing her which is... according to her... taken long time ago...in 2005 or something... you know what? BULLSHIT. And I don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say anything...anything you want, let the whole country know, might as well, tell the whole world. Oh, pay more attention to your job. What kind of reality show are you having right now? Some kind of crappy worthless fuck-ass work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go to hell with you bitch partner. I don't care who you are. Cuz I never looked at you from that point of view. At least now I know that Carlo is way better than you. Oh, did you see how sweet we are at the dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're going to say next in front everybody. Just to remind you again. Both me, and Carlo... NEITHER ONE OF US, care about what you said. You're just a little person we can kick of our lives. Don't try to mess with us.&lt;br /&gt;Or you'll lose everything you have right now. Believe me, I'm capable of many things you don't know. You don't know what we can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN FUCK OFF WITH THAT CHEAP-ASS GUY, BIATCH. I know what you want actually. But too bad, you're not going to get it, even if nothing ever happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1217650738537181131?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1217650738537181131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1217650738537181131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1217650738537181131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1217650738537181131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohh.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8786631366441777002</id><published>2009-09-12T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:57:10.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay... or go?</title><content type='html'>Should I go to another school? I've been in lethia since...std.2, and I never had any plans to move...&lt;br /&gt;But I pity the school too... I came to school today...cuz my Dad got some things to ask from Mr.Ang,...&lt;br /&gt;And... it's supposed to be an open day... but it was... just PTA members and teachers... I saw Mrs. Sivam inside the hall talking to some people, laughing2 away... in the hall... only 2 tables are occupied...&lt;br /&gt;It made me feel worse...&lt;br /&gt;It's like... I'm betraying an academy that had taught me so much.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I love to go to Tenby...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also afraid... that I can't adapt to the surroundings as how I got along in lethia.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time... My parents are demanding me to choose a school... and their best choice is so far Sekolah Sri Tenby...&lt;br /&gt;I know this school is good... and I'm not going to compare with Lethia or anything...&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya holidays are coming...&lt;br /&gt;It's been like... 5 years?? Since I last celebrated Hari Raya with my grandma...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I miss them.. I miss all the fun, gathering together...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Daddy is going back... butI've got to stay, thanks to bloody PMR...&lt;br /&gt;Well, not to blame PMR actually... as this was all unplanned.... flights are full...&lt;br /&gt;I can go on the 19th... or maybe 20th... but&lt;br /&gt;Flights are full... so, I guess it's a no show...&lt;br /&gt;Too bad. I even tried AirAsia (which is rather dumb, cuz most foreign Indonesian workers are going back with that flight...well, DUH! it's FULL) ...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, if you wonder how my Dad manage... he flew by Firefly, to S'pore,  and then from S'pore, by SilkAir, to Surabaya...(my maternal grandma who celebrates raya stays in Semarang btw... which is quite far from Surabaya... and there's not much highway there... the road is SOOO bad... it takes 7-9 hours by car, in Malaysia is like from Klang to P.Pinang...and flight is only on selected days only)&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I can't fly that way... as I'm not familiar with Changi airport, for all you know I might board the wrong plane... (Okay, I'm not that DUMB) The reason is, it's just too complicated, you know... and I'm not used to changing planes and all... usually my flights are one-way... straight to the destination... no such thing as transit. In fact, honestly speaking... I've never switched planes half-way in all my journeys in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ranting like nuts here. I know people are annoyed. But I'm frustrated... It's like I wished everything was waaaayy... easier for me...  Like, need a flight? There. need to choose? A decision which is made for me will be there, right in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw... another alternative on going home...by boat... to Batam... in 4-5 days, I'll be in Surabaya... hahaha... NOT FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8786631366441777002?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8786631366441777002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8786631366441777002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8786631366441777002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8786631366441777002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/09/stay-or-go.html' title='Stay... or go?'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6671611148989966655</id><published>2009-09-07T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:53:32.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMR... days away.</title><content type='html'>Can I get 7As? What if I fail to get 7As? I can't get even a B in my result... Work hard...&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll be looking for a news school... BUt all my friends are BETRAYERS, I hate you all!!&lt;br /&gt;You all gonna leave me...sob. How cud u?!&lt;br /&gt;Btw... if they choose a school as crappy as...nvm... I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6671611148989966655?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6671611148989966655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6671611148989966655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6671611148989966655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6671611148989966655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/09/pmr-days-away.html' title='PMR... days away.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3833502423178547706</id><published>2009-08-28T21:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:05:14.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to sunway pyramid today with Emily..walked around for 1hr+ waiting for Mingzhi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We waited...and use that as a reason to shop...actually... I just looked around... nth catches my eye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to have lunch at mfm...ordered a platter set.. very filling... I blame the oil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then watch movie... I Love You, Beth Cooper..&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? The lady at the counter never suspect a thing!! She believed we're above 18!!! LoLzz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375010877146681698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Spff6iwwUWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/PyOT9S_7ee8/s400/PiX022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; This pic is taken in d cinema's toilet... mind you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's really funny...well, okay.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mingzhi went back early, cuz she had tuition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we shop again...finally, Emily bought something at Forever 21... I don't really like the clothes there cuz most are sleeveless... I don't feel comfortable wearing sleevelss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Asian Avenue... cuz Emily was looking for a shop... which doesné exist anymore... XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the ice rink.... .skate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people left their shoes outside the rink... we stuffed ours into the locker...the small locker, btw... XD Cuz Emily was afraid she might lose her shoes!!! Actually I don't feel okay with leaving my shoes just anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and my feet is size 7 1/2... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put on our skates and start walking ( waddle like penguins..) to the entrance... which is like the other way round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we enter the ice rink...!! at first it was kinda hard... I couldn't even stand... Emily was crawling slwoly on the sides... so was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got a lil' hold of it and tried to ask Emily go to the middle... but she refused!! We went two slow rounds of the ice rink!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me you don't need jacket cuz it's not cold... we were sweating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest let the pix tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375011702606315874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Spfgql1qwWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/iv8bdf0fxIU/s400/mesp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; Me... posing uncomfortably in the rink.. (pic courtesy of miss giraffe..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375012485061909202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SpfhYItnmtI/AAAAAAAAAOw/juLIf6TuCB0/s400/PiX023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does this look like normal shoes??&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375014732656556210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Spfja9p8OLI/AAAAAAAAAPA/zL-fXaNoggI/s400/PiX024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*shingggg~ don't worry... it's not freaky anyway..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3833502423178547706?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3833502423178547706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3833502423178547706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3833502423178547706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3833502423178547706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-to-sunway-pyramid-today-with-emily.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Spff6iwwUWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/PyOT9S_7ee8/s72-c/PiX022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6529111145632501697</id><published>2009-08-26T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:54:50.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My kind of guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you are a guy, post this as: "My Kind Of Girl".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you are a girl, post this as: "My Kind Of Guy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Answer the questions honestly and tag people to do the same too!10 people i'm tagging to:&lt;br /&gt;Pei Fang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Janna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;K nanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;K ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;K puput&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;K putri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fefe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Natali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LJN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Do you need him/her to be good looking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoping for him to be. But not-so-good looking, but kind is very mush accepted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, but not more than me..at least the same level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Preferred age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;older than me. not more than 5...fine, 7 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Preferred height?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15-20 cm taller than me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. How about sense of humour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes! Compulsory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. How about piercings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Err...no. NO, NO, NO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Accepts you for who you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes... then i'll accept him as what he is. Give n take, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Pink hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No... it's gay...pink shirt, okay... but HAIR? ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9.Mushy or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well...not too much. I'll get uneasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Thin or fat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Healthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. Black, Brown or White skinned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Preferably... white...like asian white..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. Long hair or short hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just well-trimmed will be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13. Plastic or metal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...haha. Mortal human, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14. Smells good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah... but masculine way of smells good...don't want a guy smelling like esteé lauder's pleasure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15. Smoker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't mind. But I'll advise him to stop...it's not good, and bad for my reputation if I'm going to be a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16. Drinker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as he's not an alcoholic...and don't get DRUNK!!! cuz that's nasty!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17. The girl/ boy-next-door type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well...my boy next door isn't bad... HAHAHA. Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; 18. Muscular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not the body-builder kind of muscle... i hate that. Just normal, manly body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19. Plays violin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm... he play violin, I play piano...what next? Orchestra? But I'll consider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20.Plays bass or acoustic guitar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both! I like music! So I don't mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21. Plays piano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah~ yes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22. Sings very good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23. Vain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not too much. Guy 'prettier' than girl?! OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;24. With glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as it's not the 80s type... at least some decent style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;25. With braces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I wear braces too!! Later kiss than stuck how?! Preferably, not!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;26. Shy type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No. Liddat no chance of getting together with me. Cuz I'm not easy-going...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27. Rebel or good boy/girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rebel who loves me...and a good heart!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28. Active or passive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;29. Tight or bomb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KABOOOMM!!! No. Not both... Just a regular please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;30. Singer or dancer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Singer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;31. Stunner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What for? Jump out of nowhere like Spiderman just to see me? Crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;32. Hip-hop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just hip..don't hop.. I dont want bunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;33. Earrings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NO. Just no!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;34. Mr/Ms. Count-my-ex-girlfriends-until-you-drop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No...who know what he might did? Later spread STD to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;35. Dimples?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If got... HALLELUJAH... don't have... it's fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;36. Bookworm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep...maybe we can discuss bout books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;37. Love letters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well... what about SMS? What about e-mail? What about MSN? What about skype? Letters take too long... I hate waiting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;38. Playful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moderately playful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;39. Flirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;40.Poem writer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;41. Serious???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I need him to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;42. Campus crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No... later too much challanges... jealousy and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;43. Painter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As in...drawings... or... construction... anyway... don't like both. U can sketch, dont paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;44. Religious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;45. Someone who likes to tease people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With limits! Make sure he don't hurt anybody!!! Especially me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;46. Computer games geek or internet freak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't care... but I come first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;47.Speaks 20 languages?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyobdy speak up to that much? I tot the most a man learnt in this world was 13? But if got... that's good, means can travel without tour guide!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;48.Loyal or faithful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Both? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;49. Good kisser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes... If I just want a sloppy, wet, kiss... I can take from my dog. ==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;50. Loves children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I'm going to have kids with him. YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6529111145632501697?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6529111145632501697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6529111145632501697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6529111145632501697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6529111145632501697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged.html' title='tagged.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8720284070886303334</id><published>2009-08-24T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:37:38.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's funny...how life revolve around you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;Hahhhh...I wish this holiday would last forever.. and ever...&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cuz I got lots of things to do that it'll take forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw... I'm recording a cover of Sarah McLachlahn's song... Angel... soon!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post it here... please comment guys...criticize oso can... but no unecessary comments, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"In the eyes of an angel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fly away from here... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;From this dark cold hotel room,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the endlessness that you feel..."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh~ such a touching song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, wanna go somewhere, for hols... but I;m only going to S'hai with my dad after PMR... and stay there for 3 months... like Harold in 2007, but Harold stayed in holland, then went to Paris Disneyland... then went to blablabla... yahyah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't like travelling with my dad. Cuz... I just don't like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I downloaded the whole Hanazakari no Kimitachi e OST... all no vocals... but all reminds me of the drama...!! Awwwhhh... that's my first Japanese drama... and I LOVE it... AWESOME!!! Cuz I never watched Jap drama... not that I can remember... I watched some movies... Taiyou no Uta... 10 Promises To My Dog, Mari and The Three Puppies... The Departures... that's all, I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ny way... guys have fun during the hols... and I'm preparing my comback!! and of course... Penilaian Menengah Rendah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8720284070886303334?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8720284070886303334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8720284070886303334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8720284070886303334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8720284070886303334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-funnyhow-life-revolve-around-you.html' title='It&apos;s funny...how life revolve around you.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3359711480678990045</id><published>2009-08-22T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T01:18:05.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's OVER....!! The first, at least.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Finally!! One week, hols...&lt;br /&gt;But guess what?? I'm going to hell with my two friends... I've packed my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so depressed... I feel so down... down... down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's 0112hours right now... which means... our vacation had just officially started...!! ButI really feel sleepy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another trial... and the real PMR...!!! Gambatte, minna-san!!! *croos-fingers* be optimistic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog is in heat... I got lots of work to do... I need to clean my room, ohohoh.. It's a disaster!!&lt;br /&gt;Why am I talking like this? Cuz I'm freaking...hyper, at the wrong time. Why? No reason, omigosh... I'm bi-polar....I've got up and downs... practically, everyone in this world has that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week... no, ten days... WOO HOOO!!! But I need to do my ScoreA...(what's that?)  Right... it's an online test papers thingy... Beleive me, it is not fun, I know some thinks that, ooh, awesome, I can use as reason to play pc, but... it's freaking expensive... and you'll get bored... so you think that's worth the cash? Don't think so. It costs 600++ for two cards...&lt;br /&gt;Blabla... I no mood to post d...&lt;br /&gt;I go dreamland, ta-ta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;-elz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: check out my livejournal!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3359711480678990045?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3359711480678990045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3359711480678990045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3359711480678990045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3359711480678990045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-over-first-at-least.html' title='It&apos;s OVER....!! The first, at least.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3000717287479696745</id><published>2009-08-08T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:24:16.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dry.</title><content type='html'>*sigh* dry...dry...&lt;br /&gt;Btw... I promised the Hibari/'apple' Four that I'll make creampuffs for you guys...&lt;br /&gt;I promise... promise...promise!!! I'll make it this Sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it will come out nice... Even though my Mum will be helping... I'll try very hard to make it MYSELF...&lt;br /&gt;It might suck... but this will be my first time making pastry myself... I never cooked anything in my life of 14-going-on-15 years of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout 14-going-on-15... I'm celebrating after the trial... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout trial... I think it's best not to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;Very lazy to update... family celebration will be early...which is tomorrow... me n bro same day. Where? The Curve, Bavarian Biërhouse (spell like that kah? DKDC...).&lt;br /&gt;Friends is different loh... ;) STRICTLY VVIPs ONLY...!!!&lt;br /&gt;*you must be tired of my crap talk... that's y my blog sucks.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;-E-♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3000717287479696745?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3000717287479696745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3000717287479696745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3000717287479696745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3000717287479696745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/08/dry.html' title='dry.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-2659345390790525055</id><published>2009-08-06T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:01:30.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got mah tube!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Finally... my tube... !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got my tube on the 4th of August...!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Brand new Zitron set... (kyaaa!!!) Blue colour!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really like this phone... and fed up with Sony's glitches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I wanna go back to Nokia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pros of Nokia 5800 XpressMusic Tube...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Cute ringtones... I super-love my message tone now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Music is AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Awesome games... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-The handwritting mode!!! Impressive!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-It has got a WiFi... I tried it out this evening... awesome!! I can surf d web wit my phone, without spending a cent of my credit!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-I can display my 4 faves on d front screen... (no it's nt the 'apple' 4. 2 ony... 2 more r my parents)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-D guitar pick-shaped stylus pectrum...(too bad it's not blue...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Media bar or whatever it is... shortcut to my music, pix, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-It comes with a 8GB MiniSDHC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-The blue line on the sides, changes shade when viewed from different angles... I like that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-It comes with 1000 free songs to download... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-The casing is tight... and it makes the phone bulky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-I'm afraid that the keylock switch will be loose one day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;-The screen gets dirty easily...fingerprints everywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gotta say... I like it. Thanks Pa, Ma... ♥ ya all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Forgive your careless/clumsy daughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-2659345390790525055?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/2659345390790525055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=2659345390790525055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2659345390790525055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2659345390790525055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-mah-tube.html' title='I got mah tube!!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-2774691904482561809</id><published>2009-08-03T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:24:23.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay...it's not alright...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My phone is not fully functional after all... Cuz it's real purpose of a phone..which is to call... *duh* is busted... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just found out at tuition... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tried to call Dad... suddenly... why no "toot" "toot"...?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the screen says...it's connected d... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then... I know... it's BEROKAEEEENNN!!! (broken, ahem).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;*TUBE...TUBE... TUBE.... OMG!!! When?! When?! I can &lt;del&gt;die&lt;/del&gt; cry waiting for it... Cuz I've been wanting it... T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-2774691904482561809?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/2774691904482561809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=2774691904482561809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2774691904482561809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2774691904482561809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/08/okayits-not-alright.html' title='Okay...it&apos;s not alright...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-2269495822360285232</id><published>2009-08-02T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:59:47.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TUBE!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I AM ON TOP OF THE WORLD!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A TUBE!!! A TUBE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wooohooooooo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But... in 2 weeks time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D CAN'T WAIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-2269495822360285232?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/2269495822360285232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=2269495822360285232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2269495822360285232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2269495822360285232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/08/tube-tube.html' title='TUBE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TUBE!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-1126786966821361117</id><published>2009-08-02T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:30:54.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed off...pissed off...</title><content type='html'>Car ran over my phone... AND I AM PISSED, OKAY?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I GONNA DO NOW?!&lt;br /&gt;*surprisingly, it's still functional...but the screen's cracked... and the battery cover got a little dent. The ear phones bust...&lt;br /&gt;*die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AARRRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU, LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-1126786966821361117?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/1126786966821361117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=1126786966821361117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1126786966821361117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/1126786966821361117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/08/pissed-offpissed-off.html' title='pissed off...pissed off...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-2468024521442522660</id><published>2009-07-27T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:36:42.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the funniest badminton game...ever!</title><content type='html'>The badminton match today was full of laughter and the usual random craziness...&lt;br /&gt;It becomes so noisy... the hall is ruled by US...and only US... all the stupid singing...and shouting.&lt;br /&gt;We played doubles twice... during recess and lunch...&lt;br /&gt;My partner is YP a.k.a Alexis... WE ARE THE HIGH 5 TEAM..!!! XD!&lt;br /&gt;Why high 5 team? cuz we keep singing the High 5 bread jingle... don't ask why. It's just random.&lt;br /&gt;And Winnie n Kit were the Beat It team... cuz they keep singing Michael Jackson's Beat It... LooLz... (Winnie is crazy bout MJ's songs... btw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nywayz... I know someone is being so perasan... LoL... don't be. So long since I had this much fun at school... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, gtg print some picts. for Winnie... and someone just stole my liquid paper... who's the @sshole biatch, huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-2468024521442522660?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/2468024521442522660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=2468024521442522660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2468024521442522660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/2468024521442522660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/funniest-badminton-gameever.html' title='the funniest badminton game...ever!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-477214209452447319</id><published>2009-07-25T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:01:37.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>67 days to D-Day... (and my post wudn't b perfect w/o shyts...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Did you guys mark your calendars? 67 days, people... I don't know why I'm counting...but 67 days means exactly 2 months and 1 week... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so afraid... I did 2 sets of eAssesments... which is unusual... cuz I'm reluctant to even open the webby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw, who else is using Score A? It's like an online study thingy... Gotta say... it's kinda good. But I know this week I'm going to fail that Revision Test... *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;In the end... I never had the heart to tell my teacher I want to quit piano for a few months... And I can say... that this is not the first time. This happend every SATURDAY... and it makes my life hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Story of my life... Every Saturday... will be dreading every monring thinking that I've to be at Yamaha by 3pm... even though it's only 30mins. Then will give tons of reasons to paretns...espcially Mama... and give a different one to my teacher... (oh, well... if they ever meet and talk about it... I know I'm DEAD... but it's highly unlikely) But I end up coming today... even after trying to sulk... I was still forced to go. And tomorrow must go church... Nooo~ my weekend!!! But... they'll compensate me by taking me out after church... just like the usuals... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue... or white? Which one better? Don't ask what...just choose. I'm lost, that's why. 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(and my post wudn&apos;t b perfect w/o shyts...)'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-666409181075270471</id><published>2009-07-23T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:18:21.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random shyts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; Lol. Gotta admit that Edna is kinda awesome though... she knew that we'll be in the office to put our phones... so she waited right there, at the counter... Why? Because Kit, Winnie and I ran from her class yesterday... But we finished our work already... and I can't believe she saw us... I heard that famous last words...(lol) "Girls, you are looking for trouble!" but we still ran down the staircase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway...this is what she said... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;E: Edna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;K : Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;W : Winnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Me...is... me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So we were walking out of the office...and Edna was waiting right there at the counter with a nice smiley face. She saw me first... then Kit came... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;E : Come here, girls...I need to talk to you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;To be honest... I wasn't scared at all... I felt like laughing... She talked to us in front of the bookshop... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;E: What happened yesterday?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;*Speechless...and giggles... Me n Kit looked at each other..* Then Winnie walked past...going down the stairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;E : Winnie, come! You too... I want to talk to you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Winnie joined...and more smilling and giggling. Jan stood behind Edna...watched all the...stupid things going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;E : What happened yesterday? Why did you all go out early?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;W : Aiyooo... teacher, we see the next class go out already ma...so we just follow only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(Which is a lie... because by the time we ran down...the next class wasn't out yet... but her memory is bad anyway...she didn't remember that only 3 of us were seen running to the stairs...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;E : No~ you can't do that... I can understand if boys do that... but you all are different... You all are gentle girls... Don't do that again. Boys can do that...because boys will be boys... but you all, don't do that again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;XDD...!! We are gentle!!! LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway... I feel so drowsy everyday... I think I lacked of sleep. But I'm happy this week no tuition.. I can rest for a while... Oh... and I'm pissed at Snowy... why? Cuz she starts to teeth... and guess what she destroyed... the walls. She practically carved them... with her teeth... So I shouted at her... So there's this nice patches around the house... Thanks to that menacing poodle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And one more thing... I kinda feel bad for that new girl next class... not to say that I like her... but still... Even if you hate her... can't you just be like a normal human...and act normal? Must you slam the door in her face? What if it hits her face, or her fingers got slammed...? Wouldn't you be getting in trouble? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagine... you're in a new school and practically the whole school is against you... Wouldn't that be sad? Even if you hate her... leave her alone only la... If you hate her, you don't need to have any business with her... Or it will make you look worse than her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-666409181075270471?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/666409181075270471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=666409181075270471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/666409181075270471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/666409181075270471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-shyts.html' title='random shyts.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-6785965483833940842</id><published>2009-07-21T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:47:05.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wasn't trying to find fault with you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is to Wei Ching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, regarding my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/dramaoh-drama.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;, that you posted on your blog...&lt;br /&gt;The term I used for you was kinda appropriate... And in front of everybody, I apologize to you.&lt;br /&gt;That word is like a very...how to say this... well, common, in our class now that you are gone.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm kinda used to it. And I'm sorry for using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what was that...saying that... I, am jealous cuz the attention is not on me?&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh... you know what, attention is not something I'm proud of.&lt;br /&gt;Attention is what brought my grandpa down...&lt;br /&gt;I don't need attention to survive. Because I always have things which is far more important than attention. And I'm not jealous... because I also have a partner. I'm not jealous of the drama...&lt;br /&gt;I'm very fine... except for the annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, you don't have to censor my name... cuz when I do something... I TAKE FULL RESPONSIBILTY. I ALWAYS THINK OF CONSEQUENCES.&lt;br /&gt;And if my post offended you, I apologize. I won't be able to sue you of libel even if you showed my name... cuz whatever I wrote is on full account of ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, again. And hope you'll make things clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards from Lethians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/dramaoh-drama.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/dramaoh-drama.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-6785965483833940842?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/6785965483833940842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=6785965483833940842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6785965483833940842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/6785965483833940842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wasnt-trying-to-find-fault-with-you.html' title='I wasn&apos;t trying to find fault with you...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-137893509628222671</id><published>2009-07-20T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:25:17.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just die already.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you still want to pretend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still want to put up all the act? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even a retard knows that you are so FAKE. I don't know why you are still pretending to be nice to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, I think I know why. So that you can brag, brag, and brag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If I were you, I'll feel so embarassed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And the rest agree with me on that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just throw your stupid stare away, will you? So perasan like as if I've got all the time for only one topic the whole day. My life is not as stale as that. Just be yourself, okay? Cuz you are annoying me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Even a 100 year-old grandma will gain all her strength to punch you if you keep giving that so-obvious-but-you-think-it-isn't face. Go eat your own feaces la, maybe you'll get some brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope one day you'll learn that people are not properties... not YOUR property... a human don't belong to anyone but his/herself... so GTFO, slut. Stop being a hypocrite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And one more thing... NEVER, EVER, BITE THE HANDS THAT FED YOU. You're taking advantage of her, she is so nice to you when you need someone... now you get what you want... you stab her in the back... imgaine if you're in her place. Wouldn't that hurt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;You're not innocent. Okay? So are we. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-137893509628222671?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/137893509628222671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=137893509628222671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/137893509628222671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/137893509628222671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-die-already.html' title='just die already.'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3954886457856209463</id><published>2009-07-19T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:37:55.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...have you forgotten?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;I don't think I matter much to you...&lt;br /&gt;But just wanna let you know...&lt;br /&gt;People like you are the brightest gems in my life...&lt;br /&gt;But am I lying to myself all over again?&lt;br /&gt;Am I just making myself believe that you trust me too?&lt;br /&gt;That you like it when I'm around with you?&lt;br /&gt;Now come to think of it...&lt;br /&gt;You might think that all our conversations are plain boring,&lt;br /&gt;That my presence are a nuisance to you,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm stupid and I don't live in the same world as you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't mind...&lt;br /&gt;Because to me... you are still better than the fakers...&lt;br /&gt;Those so called BFFs.&lt;br /&gt;You never mentioned that we are best friends... but in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;that status will be locked forever...&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget you...&lt;br /&gt;And all the times we..&lt;br /&gt;Laugh,&lt;br /&gt;Watch movies,&lt;br /&gt;Eat,&lt;br /&gt;Gossip,&lt;br /&gt;Play fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll realize that you are very precious to me...&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if you don't trust me as much as I trust you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if you don't enjoy my presence as much as I enjoy yours.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's all in the heart that matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyasuminasai... See you in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;~^^~ You don't pull me down when I'm sad... you make me float... so high... and the best part is, you try to keep it that way... how can I repay you, I wonder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3954886457856209463?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3954886457856209463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3954886457856209463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3954886457856209463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3954886457856209463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/have-you-forgotten.html' title='...have you forgotten?'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-8715027910567213564</id><published>2009-07-19T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:19:50.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh...Mummieeee!!!! HELP ME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can tell my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's right there in front of my eyes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me show you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;20th July 2009,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm going to wake up in the morning... all tired and groggy... Then I'll get ready, thinking if I should wear glasses or contacts to school. Then, I'll choose glasses becuase I can sleep with glasses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I'll go down for breakfast... Will eat some mini donuts, or 2 pieces of butterscotch bread... and a glass of milk...or hot choc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I'll go to school... (oh bloody, skip to the highlight) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And then comes BM time... Pn Suhibbah is going to ask us to pass up BM tatabahasa... then probably, she'll ask the class to stand up, and she'll call out the names, one by one... everyone will sit...and I'll stand... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn't bring home my BM book... that is why I can predict the whole thing!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And to make things worse... She said... she's going to... start punishing on Monday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do my luck stinks?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who is to blame? HUH?! HUH???!  WHO?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, btw... I really want these things... soo, sooooo, much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Crocs Gladiator heels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Juicy Couture watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Badminton racket, the one made of alloy... super-light...super-classy... *uh-huh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. That esprit boy fit trousers... I know I've got lots of them... but I HAVE... to have this. This is a more-greeny than my other one... which is a grey-greenish... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;del&gt;5. I need a driving license and a trust fund.&lt;/del&gt; (hmm? say what, bitch?)&lt;/p&gt;AARRGGGGHH!!! I AM SO SCARED THAT I AM NOT CLEVER ENOUGH TO LIVE A LIFE LIKE THIS IN THE FUTURE AS IN 10-15 YRS TIME!!! MUMMIEEE, DADDIEEE!!! HELPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why is live such a challenge?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-8715027910567213564?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/8715027910567213564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=8715027910567213564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8715027910567213564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/8715027910567213564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/ohmummieeee-help-me.html' title='Oh...Mummieeee!!!! HELP ME!!!'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-7042500466837328023</id><published>2009-07-15T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:46:08.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Sl3dJqKREBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5wJkFdvTzPk/s1600-h/DSC03796+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358682289646669842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Sl3dJqKREBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5wJkFdvTzPk/s400/DSC03796+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay... I don't have anything to continue actually for sport's day... other than some lunch at Funa Zushi... But I've got an interesting pose of Mr.Arasu... hahahaha..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not... Edna has FACEBOOK and FRIENDSTER... OMG...&lt;br /&gt;Mission : Find Edna's FB and FS....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-start"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-7042500466837328023?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/7042500466837328023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=7042500466837328023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7042500466837328023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7042500466837328023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html' title='RANDOM...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Sl3dJqKREBI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5wJkFdvTzPk/s72-c/DSC03796+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-7504668042624405665</id><published>2009-07-14T00:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:28:47.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sri Lethia's 25th Anniversary Sport's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's getting late... I need to catch some ZZZ... So let the freakin' pix do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357981488899065410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Sltfxr7yhkI/AAAAAAAAANo/ev4Xmf7hCCk/s400/DSC03794+copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357981096529441970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Sltfa2PlNLI/AAAAAAAAANY/zr8gBa1WoSY/s400/DSC03790+copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357981288768638994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SltfmCY-kBI/AAAAAAAAANg/gUEXZ6Qy5Ds/s400/DSC03793+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357981850777152146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/SltgGwCP6pI/AAAAAAAAANw/P4Jf_UEl6HY/s400/DSC03795+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aarg... tbc. Blogger's laggin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-7504668042624405665?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/7504668042624405665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=7504668042624405665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7504668042624405665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/7504668042624405665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/sri-lethias-25th-anniversary-sports-day.html' title='Sri Lethia&apos;s 25th Anniversary Sport&apos;s Day'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/Sltfxr7yhkI/AAAAAAAAANo/ev4Xmf7hCCk/s72-c/DSC03794+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-3104599666617501061</id><published>2009-07-10T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:47:27.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama...oh drama...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;When Opah left Lethia, I thought all the drama will be over... you know all the fighting and cursing each other... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But instead, I think what we're having now is making the last year drama...meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If last year is all about friendship, misunderstanding and etc. this year, it's all about ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;♥, ♥, ♥, ♥.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I can honestly say... SWEAR. I am tired of this drama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello??? Aren't we suppose to concentrate on PMR? What's with all the L-O-V-E crap?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not jealous... Puh-leezzz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuz I don't want a relationship more than wanting 7As... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder when will everyone come to their senses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Geez. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The drama that occurs this year, can be made into a sequel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I think it's too clichéd... so it's boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah...I said that... BORING. So stop acting like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It annoys the fucking crap out of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Especially when innocent people are involved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, well...some people came with brains...but sad to say...some 'don't'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; VISIBILITY: hidden" border="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" height="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none" id="pyzam-graphic-end"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-3104599666617501061?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/3104599666617501061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=3104599666617501061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3104599666617501061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/3104599666617501061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/dramaoh-drama.html' title='drama...oh drama...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4159189159184493247.post-267555492886547101</id><published>2009-07-09T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T23:19:20.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO more days baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDQxMjkwNDY1OTMmcHQ9MTI*NDEyOTA2MjM1OSZwPTM5MDEmZD1ncmFwaGljcyZnPTEmdD1zbWlsbGluZyZvPTI2OGEwZmJmOTJhNTQ2ZTNiZWU2MzFlZDAwMGUyMDgw.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-start" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally... oh finally... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tug of war finals... and I actually get to take part...!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm... reminds me of the old days... our seniors will take part... and we will cheer for our respective houses... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And now... I'm actually taking part...!!! I got to touch the rope...(a new rope, different then the one used by my seniors...d old rope was used to tie a tree, accrding to teacher) got to put flour on my hands... my foot got to touch the soil...and feel the friction as the other team pulls...and as we try to pull back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, over dramatic... I'm JUST TO EXCITED!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Blue vs. Yellow!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep the date.. 11 July 2009, Stadium Kota Raja, Klang, Selangor!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;WEEEEEEE~~~!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;&lt;img alt="only thinking of you" src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/c/nvthinkingofyou.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;MySpace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.68NXC.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-graphic-end" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4159189159184493247-267555492886547101?l=a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/feeds/267555492886547101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4159189159184493247&amp;postID=267555492886547101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/267555492886547101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4159189159184493247/posts/default/267555492886547101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-little-too-much-drama.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-more-days-baby.html' title='TWO more days baby...'/><author><name>~*Aurel*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01065953294983781088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mx8u7eeTvZk/S5-_nYfFSzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dz4LKVT4B7k/S220/PiX188.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
