<?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-3799869354219081576</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:02:23.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning</title><subtitle type='html'>Faezah,</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7831291188066703298</id><published>2010-05-28T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:51:08.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, I'm in love</title><content type='html'>Been staying home for the weekends recently. It's pretty awesome. I know I'm not missing out on anything, or atleast i hope not. My boyfriend's at work &amp;amp; I'm fucking bored SERIOUSLY! But whuttahell, tomorrow it'll be just us, baby. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck, I need a job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7831291188066703298?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7831291188066703298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7831291188066703298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7831291188066703298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7831291188066703298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/05/friday-im-in-love.html' title='Friday, I&apos;m in love'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-6915640702462834581</id><published>2010-05-28T05:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T05:38:39.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S_7kJ5c41QI/AAAAAAAABQk/T8QEf44VB-A/s1600/30863_444070748326_530743326_5811364_4045476_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S_7kJ5c41QI/AAAAAAAABQk/T8QEf44VB-A/s320/30863_444070748326_530743326_5811364_4045476_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476065055621043458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're a falling star, you're the get away car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the line in the sand when I go too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the swimming pool, on an August day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you're the perfect thing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you play it coy but it's kinda cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ah, when you smile at me you know exactly what you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby don't pretend that you don't know it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'cause you can see it when I look at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting patiently for you to be back from work. Cause I pretty much miss you a hell lot. I wanna hear you whine about work, about how much you miss me today &amp;amp; most of all, I wanna hear you say sweet nothings to me. I'm getting a lil sleepy but I hope you ring me up once you're back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wuff you, Aliff Amran &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-6915640702462834581?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/6915640702462834581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=6915640702462834581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6915640702462834581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6915640702462834581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/05/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S_7kJ5c41QI/AAAAAAAABQk/T8QEf44VB-A/s72-c/30863_444070748326_530743326_5811364_4045476_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-1092165014540691579</id><published>2010-05-10T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T23:29:39.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;If you're gonna hurt me then do it quickly. &lt;br /&gt;If you don't wanna stick around then baby forget about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-1092165014540691579?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/1092165014540691579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=1092165014540691579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1092165014540691579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1092165014540691579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-youre-gonna-hurt-me-then-do-it.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-2299213823714115696</id><published>2010-05-10T08:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:56:15.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning</title><content type='html'>I couldn't sleep after yesterday's revision &amp; I'm wide awake now after an hour worth of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last paper today then I'll get to see you, babe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless night always gets you thinking, don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the silliest thoughts that's for sure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack abit.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's May already. Almost half a year. 5 months come &amp; go. Sadness, frustrations, heartaches come &amp; go. Hopefully hatred too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepness night...made me reconsider my actions. Eventhough its almost half a year, I shall never forget &amp; probably wouldn't wanna forgive. &lt;br /&gt;But I'm fucking glad at the end of the rainbow, lies my pot of gold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, fuck all these emotional nonsense craps. I know I'll end up leading a much better life. I am now. So much better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-2299213823714115696?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/2299213823714115696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=2299213823714115696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2299213823714115696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2299213823714115696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-morning.html' title='Monday Morning'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5814976537365181126</id><published>2010-05-09T05:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T05:11:01.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;One more paper &amp; it's the end of my 2nd semester! Then its my 3rd &amp; last semester &amp; I can finally graduate. Pretty far fetched, knowing that I completely screwed 2 papers &amp; probably the last one even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't handle failures well. I've been jinxed! My last relationship failed miserably, afterwhich I found out I failed my first module &amp; why do I get the feeling there are more failures to come? That bloody suay previous relationship probably jinxed everything. Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finding something/someone to push the blame to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoots, I can't wait till exams are over. I deserved a fucking good break. I wanna hangout with my GFs till late, I wanna club with my anjings like old times &amp; I wanna have beer everydays &amp; dessert with my bf. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahhhhh holidays please come quick. I need a job too, you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 5 in the morning. I wish I could wait up for you but damn these eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight beautifully unfair world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5814976537365181126?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5814976537365181126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5814976537365181126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5814976537365181126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5814976537365181126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/05/almost-there.html' title='Almost there'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-8820096172301914512</id><published>2010-05-05T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T12:30:39.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much?</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry if I expect too much from you. You're just different from the rest of them &amp; thats what makes you special.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, sometimes I don't need different :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-8820096172301914512?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/8820096172301914512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=8820096172301914512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8820096172301914512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8820096172301914512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/05/too-much.html' title='Too much?'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4224735275447882486</id><published>2010-04-26T16:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:07:32.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived</title><content type='html'>This blog is alive &amp; kicking! I hope so. Well, I'm inspired to blog again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to the future, rocking the present &amp; to hell with the past! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's keep it short for now. Thank you friends-My circle of five, my anjings &amp; my solid ground for making me feel alive again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/106720495577053084729/MondayMorning?authkey=Gv1sRgCP6fqO_K6Jy6nQE#5464354801847398498'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S9VJvarQcGI/AAAAAAAABQY/0v0HxCvwdII/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/106720495577053084729/MondayMorning?authkey=Gv1sRgCP6fqO_K6Jy6nQE#5464354810410355154'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S9VJv6k0ydI/AAAAAAAABQc/qSYFbQ2GBSE/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/106720495577053084729/MondayMorning?authkey=Gv1sRgCP6fqO_K6Jy6nQE#5464354824602450066'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S9VJwvce-JI/AAAAAAAABQg/CrL5bdAvXWw/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='196' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4224735275447882486?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4224735275447882486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4224735275447882486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4224735275447882486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4224735275447882486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/04/revived.html' title='Revived'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S9VJvarQcGI/AAAAAAAABQY/0v0HxCvwdII/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7118258378258702631</id><published>2010-04-26T15:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:53:52.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7118258378258702631?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7118258378258702631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7118258378258702631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7118258378258702631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7118258378258702631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/04/posted-using-blogpress-from-my-iphone.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7153199390119756302</id><published>2010-04-25T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T20:14:53.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S9QyGCMgdmI/AAAAAAAABQQ/YR4mToHOLg0/s1600/today+is+fae%27s+day_76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S9QyGCMgdmI/AAAAAAAABQQ/YR4mToHOLg0/s320/today+is+fae%27s+day_76.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464047327157188194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under the weight of your wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; You are a god and whatever I want you to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; And I wonder if truly you are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Nearly as beautiful as I believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; In my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Your voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; You've got all that I need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; And this make believe will get me through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; Another lonely night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new chapter unfolds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the rest is just history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7153199390119756302?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7153199390119756302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7153199390119756302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7153199390119756302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7153199390119756302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-my-head.html' title='In my head'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/S9QyGCMgdmI/AAAAAAAABQQ/YR4mToHOLg0/s72-c/today+is+fae%27s+day_76.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5425523067396703043</id><published>2010-02-24T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T02:16:07.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what if it hurts me?&lt;br /&gt;So what it I break down?&lt;br /&gt;So what if this world just throws me off the edge,&lt;br /&gt;My feet run out of ground&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find my place&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear my sound&lt;br /&gt;Don’t care about all the pain in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I just trying to be happy&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be happy, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta stop suppressing whatever I've been feeling. It's driving me insane. Gotta stop pretending that it doesn't hurt, putting up a goddamn front &amp;amp; moving on fine. Cause I am not fine. I'm not happy. I'm struggling &amp;amp; trying to deal with it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can tell me to shut the fuck up, wake up &amp;amp; smell the fucking coffee. But this is me. I'll do what I goddamn wanna. I'll listen to the advice but it's my call at the end of the day. Every single day, every single time...it's heartbreak all over again. I wish I could rewind....and pause at &lt;s&gt;our&lt;/s&gt; my favourite part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it all &amp;amp; I lost it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5425523067396703043?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5425523067396703043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5425523067396703043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5425523067396703043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5425523067396703043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-271472833692920861</id><published>2010-02-01T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T16:26:11.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget about me- Lil Bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You said it wasn't gonna be like it was before&lt;br /&gt;Then it happened again pushing me back out the door&lt;br /&gt;Thought it would be for real this time&lt;br /&gt;Love me forget about the signs&lt;br /&gt;So now what do I do&lt;br /&gt;Now, that I know that we're through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I could move on&lt;br /&gt;Can't let go it's too strong&lt;br /&gt;Just like that and then you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Is this how you wanted it to be&lt;br /&gt;Everything you had to say sent the tears right down my face&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm trying to escape the misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you love me the way I loved you&lt;br /&gt;It feels so crazy cause I dunno what I did to you&lt;br /&gt;If you're gonna hurt me then do it quickly&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm tired of cryin'&lt;br /&gt;If you don't wanna stick around&lt;br /&gt;Then, baby forget about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late, sorry I didn't even have the chance&lt;br /&gt;You said you were happy&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;Gave you everything you asked for&lt;br /&gt;And was ready to give you a lot more&lt;br /&gt;I would've given you the world right in the palm of your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy&lt;br /&gt;My heart was true and that you can't deny&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a fool and walk away from all the lies&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you&lt;br /&gt;Cause heaven knows I've tried&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you're still in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about me&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loved&lt;/span&gt; you...             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-271472833692920861?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/271472833692920861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=271472833692920861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/271472833692920861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/271472833692920861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2010/02/forget-about-me-lil-bit.html' title='Forget about me- Lil Bit'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5286293945866400321</id><published>2009-12-24T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T11:58:09.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Season to be jolly!</title><content type='html'>Merry fucking Xmas all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a heck of a loooong ass weekend! And a busy one for me. I can't believe I forgot that my aunt is coming down from States to get married here on Saturday! God does it means that I cannot party on Friday? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so fucking psych about Xmas. Prolly coz of the parties? I'm psych too! It means I've got only officially 4 more working days till I start school again! School means more sleep and more time to "socialize" .BWAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh a lighter &amp;amp; darker note. Someone called me yesterday. :( It was unexpected yes- for you to call me. But to hear your voice. Sigh. For you to tell me that things are not the same. Yes, it upsets me. But YOU wanted it.I would have given you a better life. Just for the record, money was never an issue for me. Time is. You of all people should've understand that school and work are my top priority. So are friends. Friends who are also YOUR friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not sore now. I've learnt to accept the fact. I lead my life the way I am supposed to. I've got nothing to lose. YOU, however lost it all. But if you're happy with HER. By all means. I'm happy for you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightey, no love lost. Let's be merry. It's the season to be jolly! I gotta go have lunch and back to work. LOTSA CALLS TODAY, GODAMNIT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5286293945866400321?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5286293945866400321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5286293945866400321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5286293945866400321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5286293945866400321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/12/season-to-be-jolly.html' title='Season to be jolly!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-1501290590496821880</id><published>2009-12-23T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:56:33.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil evil evil!</title><content type='html'>Please don't be sick, Faezah! I've already make plans for the long weekend. Arrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, life has been very tricky. I'm glad there is nothing and noone who can stop me from what I'm gonna or about to do. Breakups did me good. It made stronger, think better and realised there is more to life than sulking, be depressed and cry myself to sleep. Life has to fucking move on! He wont cry for me! He's busy with the new fucking gf. So what do you get in the end. FUCKING NOTHING. There isn't sucha thing called "time will come". Time will come only to make you realised what you've been missing NOT time will come for us to get back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE STILL HAS TO MOVE ON.  So lets just forget the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-1501290590496821880?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/1501290590496821880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=1501290590496821880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1501290590496821880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1501290590496821880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/12/evil-evil-evil.html' title='Evil evil evil!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-1435477590634637171</id><published>2009-12-14T11:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:52:07.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Madness</title><content type='html'>We girls ditched Zoukout 09 for Supperclub and I fell in love instantly. Mentally, emotionally, physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could've replay it again in my head whatever happened, I would've replayed to the part where it was awesome- the part where you were there. Staring shameless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually everything about Saturday was awesome. The fact that it was really an all girls night was just the cherry on top. Who needs boyfriends when you have awesome friends around. No offence couples. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Sunday. God. I just love it. The fact that you're not out to impress me, i'm impressed. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-1435477590634637171?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/1435477590634637171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=1435477590634637171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1435477590634637171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1435477590634637171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/12/weekend-madness.html' title='Weekend Madness'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-8906560708489384817</id><published>2009-12-10T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:06:14.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it go.</title><content type='html'>A friend once told me in order for me to move on, I have to lead a self-destructive life. I LOL-ed at her though. But I guess whatever she told me is what I seriously need to be doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tired myself out. I don't wanna care...I wanna feel so fucking numb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-8906560708489384817?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/8906560708489384817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=8906560708489384817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8906560708489384817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8906560708489384817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-it-go.html' title='Let it go.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-8815345277841036310</id><published>2009-12-09T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:45:27.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna start blogging again. So sick of putting up a front. Will update more after lunch. Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-8815345277841036310?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/8815345277841036310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=8815345277841036310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8815345277841036310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8815345277841036310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-gonna-start-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3528297206665171583</id><published>2009-12-04T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:51:05.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The hottest love has the coldest end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Margaret Mitchell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sucha loser when it comes to a break up. I envy those who are so strong. Well, I don't ever wanna blame anyone for it. I'm not gonna blame the person who happened to be there for him when i wasn't. When I was busy with school...With work...With everything else but him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life is hard right now. But I have to get used to it. I have to move on. The world won't stop for me. Yes, people are stopping over to help me along the way but its really up to me to pick up the broken pieces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;People asked why do I feel so hurt and upset when in the 1st place, the r/ship has been stagnant, so plateau. Im hurt cause his actions are not justifiable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever it is. I hope you feel empty inside. But if not, then....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3528297206665171583?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3528297206665171583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3528297206665171583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3528297206665171583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3528297206665171583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/12/hottest-love-has-coldest-end.html' title='The hottest love has the coldest end.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-2574138857003945155</id><published>2009-10-31T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:54:25.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay home weekends</title><content type='html'>Weekend marathon with those darn books are here again. My blog seems to be filled with entries about studies, revisions and whatnot. Oh yes, it's the EXAMS period again. Im taking a break from browsing through Buyer Behaviour. That fuckedup module has to last the paper. Am so dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so motivated to start on that module but after a few pages, my fucking god, i felt like vomiting. God knows how much I hated Consumer Behaviour back then in Poly. Chibai kan. Consumer Behaviour= Buyer Behaviour, and how difficult can it be when you had studied it throughout your entire 3 years in Poly? Consumer Behaviour was dry enough, now Buyer Behaviour beyond DRY. Its like the Sahara desert sak! Reading BB textbook was like reading 'Catcher in the Rye'. Haha. Like, I couldnt believe I read that entire novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that module shouldn't be too complicated too comprehend but the lecturer just had to make those lectures boring hence I didn't  attend. Not only was it boring, it was torturous to listed to her with that ridiculous accent. Macam nampak pat luar, kau nak pukol tu lecturer 'why the fuck did you make me life so fucking difficult?!?!'. Ahhh macam gitulah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the whole textbook is coming out for exams. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another 2 modules to cover. After which, aku confirm-confirm mati. Kubor dah menanti. The day after the next i'm starting work back @ DHL. Cant wait but scare as hell. I just want my exams to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am glad tonight I feel a tad motivated to blog (yay!) and also, to study (not buyer behaviour,of coz!) but other module. Can't afford to repeat the whole Buyer Behaviour module,boy. Now that, will cause another $5k. Amaciam, mau per?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really miss my bf. He's recovering. Gonna pay him a visit later today. Gonna have lunch at his place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its 5 mins to 1am. I'm gonna have a quick smoke and I swear I'll start on my revision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-2574138857003945155?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/2574138857003945155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=2574138857003945155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2574138857003945155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2574138857003945155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/10/stay-home-weekends.html' title='Stay home weekends'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5483147440654564582</id><published>2009-10-18T08:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:22:32.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause it hurts</title><content type='html'>It's 8 in the  morning &amp;amp; I haven't had any sleep since yesterday. It was good, fun and cheery the night before. He sent me home and I had a call in the next 10mins. Couldn't be he got home that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a bike accident on the expressway. My heart sunk hearing he sobbing on the other line. What came next was just a bunch of gibberish &amp;amp; it was so frustrating cause I couldn't understand him at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have followed my guts about taking the cab home instead  of having him to send me. I knew he had to work in a few hours time. I knew he didn't get enough sleep the night before. I knew we spent the whole night out with friends. And I knew he must have been too tired to ride. But I just fucking shut up and allowed him to send me home. Now he's lying in the hospital with bruises, cuts and abrasions all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered hyperventilating when i got his call &amp;amp; nearly burst out crying on the phone with the medics. Fucked up 995 wouldnt even pick up my call in the first place &amp;amp; when I got through the 2nd time, some stoned-sounding dude answered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craziest thing I think I did today was rushing out of the hse at 4 in the morning, hailing a cab &amp;amp; asking the cabbie to stop at the motherfucking expressway. All I did was to fucking cry, in the ambulance, the waiting room during the phonecall with his mom. Tons of phonecalls today. From clueless paramedics to police officers to his family members. I shall down a couple of panadols and rest. His mom came in around 7 so I had to leave but I guess he will feel much better with mommy around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mom just called me. I guess I really need to get some sleep cause I think I'll be making another round to the hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5483147440654564582?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5483147440654564582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5483147440654564582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5483147440654564582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5483147440654564582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/10/cause-it-hurts.html' title='Cause it hurts'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7070604381380850560</id><published>2009-10-13T03:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T03:41:09.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last week was bittersweet. Hari raya visiting, Salwah's bday &amp;amp; my fucking fever. I caught e flu bug from the rest of them. Hating it at the moment with e persistent coughs. Did the craziest thing, went to my family clinic over at my old place and surprisingly the doc remembered me. And, I haven't been there for like, 10 years? Haha! Same old nurses, decos seats and picture frames that were hanging on the wall. Looked like I was transported back to the 90s I swear. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very old school, with pintu mcm nak roboh any moment. Yeah, got the fucking time to snap those pictures below cause there were 4 patients before me but doc keling took the longest time,boy. But his nice, so whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391793127574975970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/StN_SFd_teI/AAAAAAAABPM/0EB_7xlNXQk/s320/Snap0298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/StN_Suqp9qI/AAAAAAAABPU/OYqY0R2gQes/s1600-h/Snap0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391793138633930402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/StN_Suqp9qI/AAAAAAAABPU/OYqY0R2gQes/s320/Snap0299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391796109765599522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/StOB_q_pYSI/AAAAAAAABPk/dKH2LzIuMJE/s320/7029_150539657814_682877814_2648389_4483054_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/StOBoaPoSEI/AAAAAAAABPc/VB8Fufd-vBU/s1600-h/7029_150539652814_682877814_2648388_193584_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391795710132242498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/StOBoaPoSEI/AAAAAAAABPc/VB8Fufd-vBU/s320/7029_150539652814_682877814_2648388_193584_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Salwah's birthday celebration. Even though the plan was pretty much screwed up here and there. I'm glab she liked it in the end. I'm so gonna head down to Howl @ the moon often. Very chillout pub with offordable booze and a Live band to boot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ended the night with St James. Err I really got no comments for it. I've been wanting to head down there since forever but my friends and I, we're dblo people. So that night was just apt. Those latina performers- motherfucking hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right. Enough of last week. This week a whole set activities have been laid out. I'm heading to the school's library later in the afternoon with Naq for some revision and on Thursday...Well, you know what happens on Thursdays. Haha!  Thursday comes Friday, we're heading to Rebel baby with the bottle of Smirnoff quietly tucked under my bed. It was leftovers from Salwah's bday &amp;amp; the rest of the girls didn't wanna bring it home. Shucks. My room feels so fucking sinful cause I think we didn't close the top properly, I guess and it was leaking abit over my floor. FYI, my room is the unofficial prayer's room for guests. HAHAHAHAH! Oh, Friday comes Saturday which is Amirul &amp;amp; friends' pit over at ECP. Bbq chickens waiting to be devour. I'd love to go on about Saturday comes Sunday cause just found out from Hilwa, PVD is spinning @ Zouk. Mother of all cheesecake! I have to miss it for yet another year. Reason being, I know I'll be goddamn broke by then. Plus, its so obviously, its gonna be packed to the brim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's alright, Zoukout 09, 12th December baby. Armin Van Buuren, come to mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuckkk, I'm so long winded. I was revising abit earlier on but got bored so here I am. Dah, I wanna lie down and forget the world. Night Bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/3799869354219081576-7070604381380850560?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7070604381380850560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7070604381380850560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7070604381380850560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7070604381380850560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-week-was-bittersweet.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/StN_SFd_teI/AAAAAAAABPM/0EB_7xlNXQk/s72-c/Snap0298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-640441173716954181</id><published>2009-09-23T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T02:21:49.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt; to all! I still do get green packets, thank you very much. This year's collection wasn't as whoa as the past but it does covers bills and whatnots for this month.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's preparation was the SHIT. Shit fucking shit. Yes. There I said it. Horrible. I felt bad for my parents cause I wasnt home much to help around the house. I made it up to them by cleaning the whole fucking house one Saturday. School was the devil. Evil school you! Shame on you! I had the worst week ever. EVER. That was last week. It was submission date and we rushed through the whole report. That was bad in the 1st place. And it was worse with the late submission and all. FUCK. 60 pages report was no joke. The big joke lies on the fact that it cost us 40 bucks. Another big fat FUCK to print and bind the whole report for 40 bucks. KNNCCB. With gazillions amount coffees and cigarettes. Chop chop, confirm paru-paru dah naik hitam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMXI7wERI/AAAAAAAABOM/gJ1XYf7l-HY/s1600-h/Snap0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMXI7wERI/AAAAAAAABOM/gJ1XYf7l-HY/s320/Snap0246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384348421172760850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fruitful! I swear! I love spending the time with my girls. (I love Amirul nonetheless, he's busy working to bring me out. Teehee) We had KFC for lunch and waffles for munchies. Movie marathon with them, with The Orphan and Jennifer's Body. Fucking noisy this girls. I told them the umpteenth time, The Orphan was sucha stressful show. Girls tak caya, ahh amek kau. LOL. Sticks after sticks of ciggies, I swear. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkNFlWEO3I/AAAAAAAABO8/HaFoGSibXIk/s1600-h/Snap0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkNFlWEO3I/AAAAAAAABO8/HaFoGSibXIk/s320/Snap0270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384349219073309554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkNF-QIr_I/AAAAAAAABPE/vO3DKjeQYN4/s1600-h/Snap0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkNF-QIr_I/AAAAAAAABPE/vO3DKjeQYN4/s320/Snap0272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384349225759322098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the most unconventional place to watch a movie. But felt conventional to us though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMYFwYRFI/AAAAAAAABOc/RX7aOpWA6Po/s1600-h/Snap0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMYFwYRFI/AAAAAAAABOc/RX7aOpWA6Po/s320/Snap0250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384348437499626578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMYwfrk2I/AAAAAAAABOs/wIiaCtf-wBQ/s1600-h/Snap0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMYwfrk2I/AAAAAAAABOs/wIiaCtf-wBQ/s320/Snap0253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384348448972313442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMYV7h9mI/AAAAAAAABOk/GCs-EHeNTaA/s1600-h/Snap0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMYV7h9mI/AAAAAAAABOk/GCs-EHeNTaA/s320/Snap0251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384348441841366626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMXquMhiI/AAAAAAAABOU/57XZP5Og-zI/s1600-h/Snap0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMXquMhiI/AAAAAAAABOU/57XZP5Og-zI/s320/Snap0247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384348430242711074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkNFNHxiMI/AAAAAAAABO0/9CHEveFTkok/s1600-h/Snap0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkNFNHxiMI/AAAAAAAABO0/9CHEveFTkok/s320/Snap0254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384349212570912962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last week, after that motherfucking submission, I had a date with my bf. Yes, I called it a date still. Cause I meet him once a week. School has been taking up most of my time. Plus, our schedule clashes everytime. So he brought me out for a nice dinner. Makkau, it was sedap like WHOA shit. Go for it, NO ITS NOT BABI LA CHIBAI. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Acia&lt;/span&gt; @ Dhoby Xchange. Got no idea what type of cuisine. Might be either Jap or Korean though. I love it. Short, simple date. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracked: (HAPPY 21st BDAY SALLY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to reports folks. Back to unconventional hours and tons of coffees. Wish me luck. Guys, hols are over. Move on and get back to your mundane life already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-640441173716954181?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/640441173716954181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=640441173716954181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/640441173716954181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/640441173716954181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SrkMXI7wERI/AAAAAAAABOM/gJ1XYf7l-HY/s72-c/Snap0246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-543440442269033246</id><published>2009-09-16T01:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T02:07:35.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To say the least</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_QaS6pAMI/AAAAAAAABN8/09kVX_wS_mE/s1600-h/ikea+2nd+round1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_QaS6pAMI/AAAAAAAABN8/09kVX_wS_mE/s320/ikea+2nd+round1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381749229904003266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_QZ7smVPI/AAAAAAAABN0/iSpZNa-V8wc/s1600-h/ikea+2nd+round.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_QZ7smVPI/AAAAAAAABN0/iSpZNa-V8wc/s320/ikea+2nd+round.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381749223671092466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_QZckwzlI/AAAAAAAABNs/STDUraH5BCs/s1600-h/9930_1240025440431_1223155788_697883_7235684_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_QZckwzlI/AAAAAAAABNs/STDUraH5BCs/s320/9930_1240025440431_1223155788_697883_7235684_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381749215316725330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, blogger dah sihat nampak?&lt;br /&gt;No more photobucket for now. Its fucking tedious and aku-malas-punya-orang.&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with LAST WEEK! Twas hectic...With project datelines, Raya just ard the corner and hair makeovers. IKEA was fun with the rest of the girls' company and I did purchase some sheets for the room &amp;amp; Salwah had the cheek to think of buying a DVD rack or some sort. First, it was FUCKING heavy nak mampos, secondly PANJANG sepanjang-panjang tidak. Kasi Uncle Taxi free suap lidah pon dia taknak angkat tu bende. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, see that mak nenek with glasses? I lost one of my contacts? Amazing sak. Retribution I'd say. "Sesungguhnya, aku bangon Sahur tetapi tidak berpuasa. Hanya untok emergency jikalau bangon dari tido tidak ada makanan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_OioeTqZI/AAAAAAAABNk/GTLKhLcU6t8/s1600-h/iftar+%40+marias+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_OioeTqZI/AAAAAAAABNk/GTLKhLcU6t8/s320/iftar+%40+marias+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381747174106442130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_Oh75KpmI/AAAAAAAABNc/aP-cdSq_LNg/s1600-h/iftar+%40+marias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_Oh75KpmI/AAAAAAAABNc/aP-cdSq_LNg/s320/iftar+%40+marias.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381747162139502178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alrightey,next up was the impromptu Iftar @ Maria's. Where I got to see the World's manja-est cat, Furfur (literally). I came late, after school and buka-ed rokok. I swear I was so noneng, it felt as though I had beer for buka. HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_QouGuANI/AAAAAAAABOE/z8tSo5VpOIY/s1600-h/P10408022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_QouGuANI/AAAAAAAABOE/z8tSo5VpOIY/s320/P10408022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381749477720588498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_OgSxZMPI/AAAAAAAABNE/otek3N-RxWk/s1600-h/8323_136991125263_620490263_3031667_6940819_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_OgSxZMPI/AAAAAAAABNE/otek3N-RxWk/s320/8323_136991125263_620490263_3031667_6940819_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381747133921177842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My salon date with Naq! I havent colour my hair for the longest time &amp;amp; I have a new hair now =) At first mcm Vasantham Idol &amp;amp; I really looked so innadey but after a few wash, its alright. Mak, aku best, cakap darah keling aku terselar. Hmmm.The day after I dyed my hair, I met up with my group mates &amp;amp; one of them had to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"EH, YOU LOOK LIKE INDIAN GIRL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan aku cakap, muka mintak gi pindah rumah pat Race Course Rd ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_OhNiHFQI/AAAAAAAABNU/yoeOGBCZI2A/s1600-h/8323_136991075263_620490263_3031658_4976756_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_OhNiHFQI/AAAAAAAABNU/yoeOGBCZI2A/s320/8323_136991075263_620490263_3031658_4976756_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381747149694768386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_Og7-5DSI/AAAAAAAABNM/T3ak6gYrSkY/s1600-h/8323_136991055263_620490263_3031654_7352486_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_Og7-5DSI/AAAAAAAABNM/T3ak6gYrSkY/s320/8323_136991055263_620490263_3031654_7352486_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381747144983645474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LASTEST punya. Buka with the girls. There was ONE (*coughs* Fiffy *coughs*) more who was supposed to be there but kita kene berak cair uh geng. Just like how my berak was like after that Iftar and after I had the WORLD'S FUCKING SPICIEST DISH everrrrrr. I mean it. EVERRRRRRR. It felt as though my head gonna explode and my ears blowing out steam. MCM chibai. Confirm, chilli padi 1 packet siol tu. See that stupid dish above? Yeap. That was the one. Padan muke, pat menu dah tulis 'spicy', skali kluar dahsyat punya. Next time suro chef dia sumbat je chilli padi banyak-banyak dlm mulot aku, takyah nak masak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I miss my bf. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSSIP GIRL SEASON 3 PREMIERE IS UPLOADING AT THIS VERY MOMENT.&lt;br /&gt;Projects, I'll deal with you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-543440442269033246?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/543440442269033246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=543440442269033246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/543440442269033246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/543440442269033246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-say-least.html' title='To say the least'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sq_QaS6pAMI/AAAAAAAABN8/09kVX_wS_mE/s72-c/ikea+2nd+round1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4859554327955812241</id><published>2009-09-08T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T04:05:50.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, Love, Love</title><content type='html'>Seriously, the nearer it is to GG Season 3, the more crazy I've become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God. GG Season 2 Episode 25 when Chuck came back (from all over Europe!) to meet Blair. I just wanna say to Blair that:&lt;br /&gt;KALAU AKU KAU LA KAN, JGN CAKAP CIUM SAJE. MAIN ON THE SPOT SAKKKK!WTF are you doing just kissing him? Tear his clothes up already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chuck is making me geram giler. I want my bf to say he loves me too. Oh wait, he does that everyday already. Ok, I just want him to comb his hair the way Chuck does &amp; wears tailor made suits. Ahhhh heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality and it's fun to read 14year olds blog. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4859554327955812241?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4859554327955812241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4859554327955812241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4859554327955812241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4859554327955812241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-love-love.html' title='Love, Love, Love'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-654460625659945054</id><published>2009-09-06T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:20:33.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snapshot_20090906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snapshot_20090906.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snapshot_20090906_1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snapshot_20090906_1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snapshot_20090906_2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snapshot_20090906_2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the after-buka-contented face! I remembered about these 2 photos below actually. Was laughing our ass off at how I looked so much like makcik-makcik. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snap0213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0213.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snap0214.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0214.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; HAHA! Alright, that is enough for today. Ahh Sunday night. A purrrfect night to lock myself in my room. DOn't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Have you seen Aliff Aziz'z smooching picture yet? Boy, all grown up (in makcik-makcik kaypoh's tone). But first, please choose someone better looking or at least less hairy to kiss in a club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-654460625659945054?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/654460625659945054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=654460625659945054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/654460625659945054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/654460625659945054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/09/project-mode.html' title='Project Mode'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-6594783224289898471</id><published>2009-09-06T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T18:10:50.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all weird again.</title><content type='html'>Blogger is acting up again. With its weird layout and all. Sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway guys, the tweet war is actually only referring to Tallulah and not to Rumer. So there, remember Tallulah, you're Bruce Willis &amp; Demi Moore's 15 year old. NOT some kid next door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting for 630PM so I can take the longest shower and by the time I'm done taking my longest shower, its time to buka. Then I wouldn't have to help Mom to set the table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten a brown kurung this year! My boyfriend agreed in the end, seeing how hard it is for me to get a white one. He didn't want the brown one at first cause he thinks wearing the brown one would camouflage him. HAHA! Yeah, cause he's tan and all la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the 12th. We're gonna buka for the first time. Before, we only meet during clubbing. Let's see whether Fiffy puasa or not. HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-6594783224289898471?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/6594783224289898471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=6594783224289898471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6594783224289898471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6594783224289898471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-all-weird-again.html' title='It&apos;s all weird again.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7970483278081390848</id><published>2009-09-04T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T02:32:19.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweet war!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Its TWEET WAR between MrsKutcher, as you all know as Demi Moore and Perez Hilton. I, for one reason, still love Perez nonetheless. Anyway, the gist of it is that Perez posted a picture on his Twitter page of Rumer &amp;amp; Tallulah (Bruce Willis &amp;amp; Demi's daughter) partying (weaaring cleavage showing top) and the latter wearing really short shorts, showing her buttcheeks. Demi got flared up for obvious reasons of course! Dia peh daughters siols! Member bingit, thus the beginning of a very entertaining war!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher" class="screen-name" title="Demi Moore"&gt;mrskutcher &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Clearly Perez Hilton isn't taking violating child pornography laws very seriously. He might not but there are alot of people who do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher/status/3737979861" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;32 minutes ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.tweetdeck.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;TweetDeck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher" class="screen-name" title="Demi Moore"&gt;mrskutcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; Anyone who advertises follows or supports Perez supports violating child pornography laws!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher/status/3738230510" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;19 minutes ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.tweetdeck.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;TweetDeck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton" class="screen-name" title="Perez Hilton"&gt;PerezHilton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; @&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher"&gt;mrskutcher&lt;/a&gt; Expect another letter from my attorney, kitten. xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton/status/3738446187" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;8 minutes ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher/status/3737979861"&gt;in reply to mrskutcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton" class="screen-name" title="Perez Hilton"&gt;PerezHilton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; @&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher"&gt;mrskutcher&lt;/a&gt; P.S. Bring it on, bitch! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton/status/3738451894" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;7 minutes ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher/status/3738230510"&gt;in reply to mrskutcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton" class="screen-name" title="Perez Hilton"&gt;PerezHilton &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;@&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/aplusk"&gt;aplusk&lt;/a&gt; Did your wife forget to take her menopause medication? You better keep her in check!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton/status/3738481170" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;6 minutes ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FUCKING HILARIOUS SAK NI PEREZ!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh wait, theres more :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton" class="screen-name" title="Perez Hilton"&gt;PerezHilton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt; @&lt;a class="tweet-url username" href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher"&gt;mrskutcher&lt;/a&gt; And THIS is what senile Demi is referring to &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/TzOex" href="http://bit.ly/TzOex" class="tweet-url web" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://bit.ly/TzOex&lt;/a&gt; A photo I linked to on my Twitter a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton/status/3738677653" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;16 minutes ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mrskutcher/status/3737979861"&gt;in reply to mrskutcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton" class="screen-name" title="Perez Hilton"&gt;PerezHilton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Should I sue Demi Moore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/PerezHilton/status/3738910076" class="entry-date" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published"&gt;4 minutes ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span&gt;from web&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Perez being Perez is bitchy and these girls are not ordinary girls, c'mon! If they are just normal unknown girls, I think no one would give 2 hoots about boobs dangling out or buttcheeks slapping each other. They (the parents) should've known better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, I've got important stuffs to do but these stuffs like this keep me fucking energized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7970483278081390848?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7970483278081390848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7970483278081390848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7970483278081390848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7970483278081390848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/09/tweet-war.html' title='Tweet war!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4430743845997278497</id><published>2009-09-03T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:21:30.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sp-FihOxeAI/AAAAAAAABMk/_ux8mJl6oeg/s1600-h/Snap0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sp-FihOxeAI/AAAAAAAABMk/_ux8mJl6oeg/s320/Snap0201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377163308186040322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sp-Fja4wf7I/AAAAAAAABM0/7PmA50iX8Qk/s1600-h/Snap0206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sp-Fja4wf7I/AAAAAAAABM0/7PmA50iX8Qk/s320/Snap0206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377163323662958514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Hope you fasting people are not tempted!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We spent the whole day at Novena Square 2 yesterday. Kaya toast over at Killiney can't beat Ya Kun's for sure! I hate surveying orang lor. Naq and aku cheat and survey diri sendiri.  Project on Killiney. Best. The worst project EVER! Pardon my bad handwriting below. Haha! I'm still in school now, I'm just killing time so that I don't have to help around the house during break fast- as usual. HAHA! Buyer Behaviour lecture is on right now. Not planning to go and planning to leave school at 530 or maybe 6? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sp-FkF6l1oI/AAAAAAAABM8/tqt1mjL3lbo/s1600-h/Snap0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sp-FkF6l1oI/AAAAAAAABM8/tqt1mjL3lbo/s320/Snap0207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377163335213373058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sp-FjJpKt2I/AAAAAAAABMs/tW_E9G8a_-o/s1600-h/Snap0202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sp-FjJpKt2I/AAAAAAAABMs/tW_E9G8a_-o/s320/Snap0202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377163319034165090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went to lecture earlier on and Naq left school to go somewhere. I was alone from 330 to 5 :( I wanted to analyse some lyrics but haiya, my kepala otak wanna explode already. Nie, si jantan sinetron wanna discuss project lagi. Makkau. leh mati sak aku pat sini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4430743845997278497?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4430743845997278497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4430743845997278497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4430743845997278497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4430743845997278497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/09/kiss-my-butt-lick-my-wonder-cheese.html' title='&quot;Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese&quot;'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/Sp-FihOxeAI/AAAAAAAABMk/_ux8mJl6oeg/s72-c/Snap0201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-846455201503971957</id><published>2009-09-02T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T02:41:32.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=frenster.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/frenster.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How, you think I look like lesbian?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says, "&lt;b&gt;have you ever wondered what it would feel to kiss another girl? I think that all girls are secretly bi, what do you think?&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's CSI NY was awesome sak. Sigh... Aku forever CSI madness. I kept thinking I have something to do apart from folding my clothes that are strewn on floor. Yes, I am gonna watch my Gossip Girl season one AGAIN while doing that. I am converting Naq to this religion! So much so, I even downloaded the season for her. HAHA! Aku giler kan. Sigh 100 00 times. Padahal project berlambak tau. Okay, GG lai lai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-846455201503971957?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/846455201503971957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=846455201503971957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/846455201503971957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/846455201503971957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-want.html' title='You want?'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4180301311827864100</id><published>2009-09-01T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:28:58.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MAK KAU BABI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sembawang Library after school just so I can escape from helping out to set the table and whatnot for buka at home. HAHA. Aku malas lah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw the cutest book over at Sembawang library just now! Its called "Swede Illustrations". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snap0193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0193.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snap0194.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0194.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snap0195.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0195.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snap0198.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0198.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;current=Snap0199.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0199.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;The last picture reminds me of my girls and I. HAHA! Till death do us apart. Chehh. And the book has only pictures and illustrations. Cutest thing ever, I swear. But if I'm gonna borrow it, I don't think so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blogger looks weird right now so I'm gonna end here for now. Oh ya, NO SCHOOL TOMORROW! But heading out to Square 2. BENCI AH PROJECT! Love,Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4180301311827864100?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4180301311827864100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4180301311827864100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4180301311827864100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4180301311827864100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-mak-kau-babi.html' title='OH MAK KAU BABI!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-1672057832833371730</id><published>2009-08-30T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T04:30:32.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All work, no play!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snap0185.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0185.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0187.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0187.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snap0188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0188.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was all work and no play today. Naq and I spent hours over at McCafe just to figure out 1 fucking part in our project. Such a cumbersome project! And yes, we needed the Singapore map for it. That friggin map cost me 8 bucks. All in the name of school. Sigh. My boyfriend was there to accompany me. Sucha darling! Also, free ride back home rather than cabbing back.&lt;br /&gt;He had a bad day earlier on. That fucked up ATM machine didn't dispense out his cash and the amount he withdrew(but didn't receive) wasn't credited back. Boy was so mad and fucked the customer service officer up on the phone. HAHA! I feel for that poor philippino lady.  Nonetheless, the CSO assured us that he will receive it on Monday. Kau... time lambat siol Monday, orang mau buka siak tadi! We had to withdraw again and buka-ed at his place before meeting Naq at McCafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the trip to Geylang with the girls. Was super shagged when I got to town to meet them. I couldn't fast but had not eaten at all and was thinking of all the lovely ayam perciks and dengdengs. Buttttt when we got there, it was already 10-ish and I wasn't feeling the food anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;Just the dengdeng and a few rounds around Geylang. Geylang on Friday was a pretty bad idea. Shall arm with a small portable fan and a hairband the next time I'm going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=edit1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/edit1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=edit5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/edit5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=edit2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/edit2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=edit3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/edit3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=edit4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/edit4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's already 4. Mom is not up yet and I can't wait for Sahur. I peeked into the kitchen, saw sweet &amp;amp; sour fish. Guess that is what for Sahur. Have an awesome Sunday, folks! And OHHHH, Happy Sahur-ing. Its best to stay up all the way till Sahur and sleep only after your meal, you won't feel the hunger pangs while waiting for buka laater ;) Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-1672057832833371730?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/1672057832833371730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=1672057832833371730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1672057832833371730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1672057832833371730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-work-no-play.html' title='All work, no play!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-1667499067399120553</id><published>2009-08-28T02:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T03:04:09.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare</title><content type='html'>The walk I had earlier in the day led me to impulse purchases. Note to self, no more walks to Sembawang Shopping Centre. After my long walk back cum shopped-a-bit-while-at-it, I really wanted to meet boyfriend. I buka-ed with the family, facebooked a little bit and off to meet my prince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00205.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/DSC00205.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00206.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/DSC00206.jpg" alt="Photobucket border=" 0="" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We went to town and I got to see the makeover my boyfriend did on his bike. I haven't seen my boyfriend for days due to school commitments and all. So, impromptu meet up like earlier on was really awesome! The bike went from the standard red to white and gold. I loikeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snap0087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0087.jpg" alt="Photobucket border=" 0="" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snap0171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0171.jpg" alt="Photobucket border=" 0="" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snap0170.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0170.jpg" alt="Photobucket border=" 0="" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snap0174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/Snap0174.jpg" alt="Photobucket border=" 0="" border="0" width="360" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh wells, you can't really see the white and gold in the picture. But it's really awesome, la fuckkk!  I gotta run. Need to really start on my projects. I got school and Geylang with my girlfriends later. It's raining and sucha great night to be staying up and doing your work ahhh. Minah moto signing off ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-1667499067399120553?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/1667499067399120553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=1667499067399120553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1667499067399120553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1667499067399120553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-can-be-sweet-dream-or-beautiful.html' title='You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4023447510369477191</id><published>2009-08-27T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:23:11.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/?action=view&amp;amp;current=edit1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i707.photobucket.com/albums/ww78/MirulFae/edit1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="200" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school just so I can  enjoy the rain and snuggled up in bed. Sweeeet! Am still not done with the tasks assigned to me. Thank god there wasn't any group meet today. I spent the whole day with my girls, from IKEA to Buddy Hoagies yesterday till late. No time to dwell on projects and/or clearing my desk. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fucking awesome day for a walk to Sembawang Shopping Centre. I'm feeling a 4-pumped-vanilla-low-fat-latte from Starbucks and a long walk back home. Okay, I'm gonna shower and head out for a walk. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4023447510369477191?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4023447510369477191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4023447510369477191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4023447510369477191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4023447510369477191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-skipped-school-just-so-i-can-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5476179252512808375</id><published>2009-08-26T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T14:45:36.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IKEA comes to the rescue!</title><content type='html'>Today is supposed to be our group meeting for one of the modules. But Naq and I figured we won't be much of a help and plus, we will never come out with anything productive during group meets. Our minds tend to wonder. Let's just do it at home ya. I'll remind myself to clear my desk later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpTZZw6Z4cI/AAAAAAAABMc/_600W2thkCQ/s1600-h/Snap0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpTZZw6Z4cI/AAAAAAAABMc/_600W2thkCQ/s320/Snap0153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374159292009669058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How am I ever gonna start on my work with this mess?&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'm gonna get dress for an IKEA date with Salina. See you guys in a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5476179252512808375?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5476179252512808375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5476179252512808375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5476179252512808375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5476179252512808375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/08/ikea-comes-to-rescue.html' title='IKEA comes to the rescue!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpTZZw6Z4cI/AAAAAAAABMc/_600W2thkCQ/s72-c/Snap0153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4911081184494698089</id><published>2009-08-25T01:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:44:16.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night blues</title><content type='html'>Promise is a promise. I'm sticking to my promise about blogging constantly, cause lately, there aren't alot of stuffs to do around. Yes there is school but I am forever on the laptop, so I guess I can keep ya'll (feeling hiphop) updated. I love reading blogs, I kan kaypo number 1. So I share my life with ya'll (feeling hiphop again) too. Sharing is caring. Charity &lt;s&gt;Hippo&lt;/s&gt; Elephant (Heheh!) taught me that back in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lately, I have issues sleeping early. My sleeping pattern is haywire and it's driving my nuts,boy! There are no more lie-down-on-the-bed, tuck-myself-in &amp;amp; close-eyes then la-la land. It's not as easy as before. I have to fluff up my pillows for the tenth times and pee for the umpteenth time before I can sleep peacefully. Sometimes that won't work! Right now, I'm thinking, maybe play some DS (I already did that), listen to some Ipod (contemplating still) and smoke some ciggies. Please ah please ahhhh make me fall asleep la chibai!!! Not make me stomach ache in the middle of the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna do that now. Tomorrow I gonna buka with my boyfriend and his family so I shall not eat breakfast in the morning so I can pretend to be puasa-ing &amp;amp; be really hungry. I'd probably drink a sip or two only just in case mulot tak se-bau orang puasa. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! And yeah, these people that owe me break-fast dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpLRGWiw47I/AAAAAAAABME/ZWXUah_bgRU/s1600-h/5540_122210715263_620490263_2831389_4487451_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpLRGWiw47I/AAAAAAAABME/ZWXUah_bgRU/s320/5540_122210715263_620490263_2831389_4487451_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373587212467233714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpLRG5Eh-qI/AAAAAAAABMM/6Oxx7_xVzQM/s1600-h/DSC-8482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpLRG5Eh-qI/AAAAAAAABMM/6Oxx7_xVzQM/s320/DSC-8482.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373587221735668386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpLRHftN-VI/AAAAAAAABMU/vBjrMvRAjmQ/s1600-h/DSC-8475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpLRHftN-VI/AAAAAAAABMU/vBjrMvRAjmQ/s320/DSC-8475.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373587232106871122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy sahur-ing. Please remember to gargle Listerine to keep mouth fresh during puasa. Or at least, avoid talking to someone upclose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4911081184494698089?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4911081184494698089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4911081184494698089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4911081184494698089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4911081184494698089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/08/late-night-blues.html' title='Late night blues'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SpLRGWiw47I/AAAAAAAABME/ZWXUah_bgRU/s72-c/5540_122210715263_620490263_2831389_4487451_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-6679628227559917458</id><published>2009-08-23T02:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:59:13.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>I lied. I cannot pry myself away from Gossip Girl. Gone with the reports that I have to start on. I shall redeem myself tomorrow. Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow. Damn this procastination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is all over the place. I can't concentrate so maybe after GG, I'm so gonna hit on my DS. Report schport! There is always tomorrow or later on huh. Heeee heeee heeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-6679628227559917458?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/6679628227559917458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=6679628227559917458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6679628227559917458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6679628227559917458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/08/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-757197681939678331</id><published>2009-08-23T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:26:03.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So how was the first day of Ramadan? Mine was awesome. Hopefully I'll fast more days this year than the last. Pfffft 4 days of fasting last year. What are you, Faezah? A 10 year old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sialah, aku dah ngantok. Blom start project. How uh? Coffee ah sampai mampos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-757197681939678331?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/757197681939678331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=757197681939678331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/757197681939678331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/757197681939678331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-how-was-first-day-of-ramadan-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7821546696246414399</id><published>2009-08-12T01:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T02:21:22.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perpetual procrastinator</title><content type='html'>Just so you know, Horatio isn't dead like my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, i'm having school blues &amp;amp; a temporary dementia shit going on in the head. I've gazillions journals to skim through &amp;amp; it ain't easy. And no, they are not Dear-diary-today-is-a-bad-day journals. They are motherfucking business journals. The ones that go on and on about the same motherfucking issues and you wouldn't understand a fucking thing. The lecturer aint helping either. PEOPLE, DO NOT PURSUE A DEGREE, I'M WARNING YA. All those lecturers, they aren't helping you one bit. Cause why? "Oh, there is no right or wrong." Before you know it, a big fat F is marked on your forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut story short (cause I really need to get this ass back on those darn journals &amp;amp; literature reviews), Horatio isn't dead &amp;amp; my dad should really, really stop telling me to quit smoking. It's like me asking him to do the same- IT WONT HAPPEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7821546696246414399?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7821546696246414399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7821546696246414399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7821546696246414399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7821546696246414399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/08/perpetual-procrastinator.html' title='Perpetual procrastinator'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-2762347732651021100</id><published>2009-07-31T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:50:46.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul search, Market research.</title><content type='html'>School started 3 weeks back &amp;amp; I am fucking swamped!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-2762347732651021100?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/2762347732651021100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=2762347732651021100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2762347732651021100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2762347732651021100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/07/soul-search-market-research.html' title='Soul search, Market research.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-2233645478310177978</id><published>2009-06-11T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:18:59.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a change.</title><content type='html'>For a change, I'll start blogging again. Probably not on a daily basis but one or two entries per week. Real blogging will commence once I start school.  Speaking of school, I am officially a student next month! Exciting,yes. Looking forward to it,yes. Looking forward to last day at DHL, yes &amp;amp; no. Why is that so? Well, honestly I'll fucking miss my colleagues but not the job though. The colleagues have been nothing but amazing. Whoa, nine months just flew past my very eyes. Hopefully, I'll return to work during school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a change, I've been staying home alot. Home, I mean as in no late nights &amp;amp; whatnot. Knowing me, it's just that I'm broke. Haha. So much for a change. Lets scrape this point out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a change-Stop drinking coffee,Faezah. It's making your teeth yellow. Coffee is an addiction &amp;amp; I wonder if cigarettes have nicotine patch, do they have coffee patch thingy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few things I really wanna know;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Who are these 21 people that view my blog yesterday, knowing that the last update was last month? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well, maybe it's the same person who just view you over &amp;amp; over again-21 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* Do birds of a feather really flock together? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes. In reality, you called that a clique. Faezah, you don't really have that nor experienced that do you? Figures.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So that's it. I'm done for now &amp;amp; please stick around. I'll come back for more. Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-2233645478310177978?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/2233645478310177978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=2233645478310177978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2233645478310177978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2233645478310177978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-change.html' title='For a change.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-9036889345590474874</id><published>2009-04-03T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:59:16.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just this one.</title><content type='html'>How can you have the fucking cheek to blatantly blog about Judgement Day (Khiamat) &amp;amp; whatnot, when few days back you were blogging about DBL O, getting drunk and partying.Oh, and how about blogging about searching for the right tattoo design?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That.Is.Utterly.Disguting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an angel here but atleast don't mix heaven &amp;amp; hell here, it's very contradicting. It's like you're blogging about being drunk &amp;amp; an alcoholic but a few days back about being a teetoller! My, My, My.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate blogging. Why did I even start now? I hate the fact that stupid young kids are allowed to have their freedom of speech. Why do you lay yourself open to ridicule? Then happily tagging people to link you up &amp;amp; read you blog. When all along, whatever written in there are ridiculous piece of shit. Freedom of speech- yada yada yada. It's your own personal space, I know! and this is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, shut up already. Oh, anyways, another person I'd like to mention. I so feel like slapping you with a trout. You're fucking ugly, you know that? Yes I know everyone's born beautiful. But you. Oh, you WERE born beautiful. Just grew up ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-9036889345590474874?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/9036889345590474874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=9036889345590474874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/9036889345590474874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/9036889345590474874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-this-one.html' title='Just this one.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-918469178947569423</id><published>2008-12-30T10:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:46:44.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>Relationship can be such a hassle. Especially if you've started to get comfortable for the person, in other words, "love"? I've read somewhere, ok not somewhere. I read Jodi Picoult's and of course I'm always reading Jodi Picoult's. Anyways, I think its beautiful how she put it that in a relationship there will someone who loves more than the other. Cause, I think that pretty much sums up most of my r/ships. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not dwell on sad, sappy love stories. But I love to dwell on my sad pathetic love life which is basically non-existent right now. Always, always look for tomorrow and my new year's resolution (which I am drafting now. HEH) would be goes something like : I wish for no commitments, no worries, no sexs( ok bedek ahh. It didn't even cross my mind!), just full concentration on whatever I am planning for 2009. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am at work. I  am FUCKING with a capital F sleepy like as though I have not sleep for like ten thousand years. Thanks to the early lunch. Fucking nonsense early lunch. I feel like saying hi to my supervisor. HAHA. random, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;I need to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;I need to shit.&lt;br /&gt;I need a life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-918469178947569423?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/918469178947569423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=918469178947569423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/918469178947569423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/918469178947569423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/12/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-698208737588379183</id><published>2008-11-30T20:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:33:20.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful World</title><content type='html'>Morning Breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;Its actually 2nd December and I've been contemplating on whether to update my blog with pictures. Oh well, since my blog is practically boring and empty, WHY THE FUCK NOT?! Let's just say my new year's resolution is to have more merry-merry entries. *rolls my fucking eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, we decided to check out Marina Barrage and what was the big fuss about it. And also to make use of my 2 days MC (jgn bilang mak angkat aku. HOHO). I was really sick, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the rate Im blogging, Im gonna take the whole day to wrap up this entry. Customers are like pests. They need to be sheltox-ed. Tonnes of stuffs to do and yellings to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOWkI3I5I/AAAAAAAABK8/IIBLWL8iKTo/s1600-h/marina+065a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274434631913382802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOWkI3I5I/AAAAAAAABK8/IIBLWL8iKTo/s320/marina+065a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOVz57A9I/AAAAAAAABKs/reQoHXZYzNM/s1600-h/marina+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274434618965820370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOVz57A9I/AAAAAAAABKs/reQoHXZYzNM/s320/marina+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad loves his dusty ol' Canon to death but after my late uncle passing, he lost all interest in photography cause he lost his partner. :( Makes me miss my uncle now. So we decided to bring it for a spin out to town. It seriously needed some air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOWj4GyxI/AAAAAAAABK0/NZ_n9Nz7vmI/s1600-h/marina+006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274434631843105554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOWj4GyxI/AAAAAAAABK0/NZ_n9Nz7vmI/s320/marina+006a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOOB! I know nuts about cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOVCLeJsI/AAAAAAAABKk/Zme7C_B_fbE/s1600-h/marina+013a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274434605617653442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOVCLeJsI/AAAAAAAABKk/Zme7C_B_fbE/s320/marina+013a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOVBBXjzI/AAAAAAAABKc/KL8KUbm1Srk/s1600-h/marina+020a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274434605306842930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOVBBXjzI/AAAAAAAABKc/KL8KUbm1Srk/s320/marina+020a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teehee. Digicam jugak baik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKLog52I_I/AAAAAAAABKM/T3NoLp4H2zs/s1600-h/marina+033a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274431641747858418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKLog52I_I/AAAAAAAABKM/T3NoLp4H2zs/s320/marina+033a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKLooe_ZnI/AAAAAAAABKU/AaVybU3nYO0/s1600-h/marina+018a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274431643782702706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKLooe_ZnI/AAAAAAAABKU/AaVybU3nYO0/s320/marina+018a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKKUWpOHRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Jz1HPJD76eU/s1600-h/marina+051a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274430195884760338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKKUWpOHRI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Jz1HPJD76eU/s320/marina+051a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place is fucking beautiful. I am beautiful- with that face. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKKUJbrq_I/AAAAAAAABJs/pD4YrasZ5uc/s1600-h/marina+042a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274430192338316274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKKUJbrq_I/AAAAAAAABJs/pD4YrasZ5uc/s320/marina+042a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKKUAt_0dI/AAAAAAAABJk/pmi_1sNwBI0/s1600-h/marina+036a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274430189999215058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKKUAt_0dI/AAAAAAAABJk/pmi_1sNwBI0/s320/marina+036a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to read the manual, we are not like people from Haji Lane or Esplanade whereby everyone has a DSLR hanging from their necks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJHOQBSII/AAAAAAAABJM/loB_6j7dOA4/s1600-h/marina+070a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428870781651074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJHOQBSII/AAAAAAAABJM/loB_6j7dOA4/s320/marina+070a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no sign for no smoking, but I've got a sinking feeling we can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274430209243896146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKKVIaSWVI/AAAAAAAABKE/Qtvs_bXJPKI/s320/marina+058a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKKUVik09I/AAAAAAAABJ8/l92Vdcyt3VY/s1600-h/marina+055a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274430195588453330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKKUVik09I/AAAAAAAABJ8/l92Vdcyt3VY/s320/marina+055a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sup'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJGiRVQ3I/AAAAAAAABI8/8TDlcBtdFu0/s1600-h/marina+059a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428858975994738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJGiRVQ3I/AAAAAAAABI8/8TDlcBtdFu0/s320/marina+059a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJG5DlqGI/AAAAAAAABJE/IsIZcXsueyY/s1600-h/marina+061a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428865092364386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJG5DlqGI/AAAAAAAABJE/IsIZcXsueyY/s320/marina+061a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, leh kenal-kenal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJHdvSgJI/AAAAAAAABJc/rVkuI_NJpXQ/s1600-h/marina+075a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428874939334802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJHdvSgJI/AAAAAAAABJc/rVkuI_NJpXQ/s320/marina+075a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJHV9NyQI/AAAAAAAABJU/9qHAcLYgGAs/s1600-h/marina+073a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274428872850262274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKJHV9NyQI/AAAAAAAABJU/9qHAcLYgGAs/s320/marina+073a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHx3DMi2I/AAAAAAAABIc/Y-Ir2MMRUvE/s1600-h/marina+049a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274427404264967010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHx3DMi2I/AAAAAAAABIc/Y-Ir2MMRUvE/s320/marina+049a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHyn9KppI/AAAAAAAABIs/ViSQU_9KweQ/s1600-h/marina+087a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274427417393014418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHyn9KppI/AAAAAAAABIs/ViSQU_9KweQ/s320/marina+087a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHxxkv83I/AAAAAAAABIk/QkGCtSF43mw/s1600-h/marina+050a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274427402795086706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHxxkv83I/AAAAAAAABIk/QkGCtSF43mw/s320/marina+050a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time, I wanna bring a tripod along. I've got serious shaky hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHxpATL5I/AAAAAAAABIU/gEQZdOemUas/s1600-h/marina+078aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274427400494722962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHxpATL5I/AAAAAAAABIU/gEQZdOemUas/s320/marina+078aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BERANGAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHy9eq5II/AAAAAAAABI0/zrQlO5Or_HM/s1600-h/marina+089a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274427423170684034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKHy9eq5II/AAAAAAAABI0/zrQlO5Or_HM/s320/marina+089a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day people! You guys should go down there some day. OKAY, LUNCH TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-698208737588379183?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/698208737588379183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=698208737588379183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/698208737588379183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/698208737588379183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/11/wonderful-world.html' title='Wonderful World'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/STKOWkI3I5I/AAAAAAAABK8/IIBLWL8iKTo/s72-c/marina+065a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4057746200622023963</id><published>2008-11-26T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:16:43.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Showers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSyzOAurM2I/AAAAAAAABIM/PXc7MsJgMqw/s1600-h/rain"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272786317039317858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSyzOAurM2I/AAAAAAAABIM/PXc7MsJgMqw/s320/rain" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Showers on a Sunday. I love the cold wet weather, especially if you were out at town with an umbrella shared by two people, with shorts/berms and flip flops. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Amirul, we're going through a phase, a-love-me-one-day-kill-each-other-the-next-day. I really hope it ends soon. This way or another. So we decided to take a walk at town on that particular rainy Sunday night to just walk and not have a single care in the world. Just like we used to do a year back or so. But things are different now. And so am I. If we could have gone back into the time whereby everything seemed peachy, play a better role,appreciate each other more, I doubt things be difficult right now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maybe that's the reason why we decided to roam around in the rain instead of hot cup hot cocoa on the bed. Cause, hopefully rain makes us feel closer, warmer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;//edit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My apologies. I was being rude. Have a great day ahead. I will definitely have a great day cause I just received a lovely bouquet from an admirer (HAHAHA!!!). Wanna see it? Some other day babies. Catch you later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4057746200622023963?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4057746200622023963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4057746200622023963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4057746200622023963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4057746200622023963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-showers.html' title='Sunday Showers'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSyzOAurM2I/AAAAAAAABIM/PXc7MsJgMqw/s72-c/rain' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7317333727082911912</id><published>2008-11-22T15:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:46:14.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's have dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We had our much awaited D &amp;amp; D and here are those pictures, as promised. The most memorable part was probably the company, the door gifts and the CANTONESE singing band for a "Las Vegas" theme.Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe_biMY5mI/AAAAAAAABIE/_tJv1IIddcA/s1600-h/lasvegas+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271392368616597090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe_biMY5mI/AAAAAAAABIE/_tJv1IIddcA/s320/lasvegas+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe-9nxl8UI/AAAAAAAABHc/pW_fzl4-YoA/s1600-h/lasvegas+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271391854718742850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe-9nxl8UI/AAAAAAAABHc/pW_fzl4-YoA/s320/lasvegas+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9Yk4dmZI/AAAAAAAABG0/WMIhUqCXpyo/s1600-h/lasvegas+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271390118775462290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9Yk4dmZI/AAAAAAAABG0/WMIhUqCXpyo/s320/lasvegas+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe5r9M4EQI/AAAAAAAABFc/69TJRTu41k0/s1600-h/lasvegas+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271386053674537218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe5r9M4EQI/AAAAAAAABFc/69TJRTu41k0/s320/lasvegas+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was grand, really. There poker, blackjack tables and whatnots. I didnt have the time to wander that much. Most of the time, I was balancing on my (insert the highest number)-inch heels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe-9vjE-RI/AAAAAAAABHk/7yjNwVGS27Y/s1600-h/lasvegas+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271391856805345554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe-9vjE-RI/AAAAAAAABHk/7yjNwVGS27Y/s320/lasvegas+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Back) Hikmah;Liyana;Naq;Nurrul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Front)Wati,Illie;Moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe--FA38iI/AAAAAAAABH8/G6qr4dVdBiY/s1600-h/lasvegas+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271391862567465506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe--FA38iI/AAAAAAAABH8/G6qr4dVdBiY/s320/lasvegas+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's Rick. How did he get there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe-9wF5fSI/AAAAAAAABHs/Z4ddiVa0sTk/s1600-h/lasvegas+022edite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271391856951393570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe-9wF5fSI/AAAAAAAABHs/Z4ddiVa0sTk/s320/lasvegas+022edite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9Y5E5sZI/AAAAAAAABHU/flFjClqHT2s/s1600-h/lasvegas+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271390124196344210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9Y5E5sZI/AAAAAAAABHU/flFjClqHT2s/s320/lasvegas+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liyana &amp;amp; Naq quote "ISTERI UTK SUAMIKU".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9YwVRzoI/AAAAAAAABHM/I10SlLNJHi0/s1600-h/lasvegas+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271390121849114242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9YwVRzoI/AAAAAAAABHM/I10SlLNJHi0/s320/lasvegas+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muslim table or not, beer mesti ada eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe-91rsxVI/AAAAAAAABH0/BQ3alzudBUE/s1600-h/lasvegas+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271391858452120914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe-91rsxVI/AAAAAAAABH0/BQ3alzudBUE/s320/lasvegas+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9Y9j732I/AAAAAAAABHE/jGB2inc4czU/s1600-h/lasvegas+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271390125400252258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9Y9j732I/AAAAAAAABHE/jGB2inc4czU/s320/lasvegas+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe4Ij6BabI/AAAAAAAABD0/d8JAP3CWpGc/s1600-h/lasvegas+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271384346077522354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe4Ij6BabI/AAAAAAAABD0/d8JAP3CWpGc/s320/lasvegas+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe44IPpiKI/AAAAAAAABE0/NH76fISGk3Y/s1600-h/lasvegas+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271385163285760162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe44IPpiKI/AAAAAAAABE0/NH76fISGk3Y/s320/lasvegas+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Taufik &amp;amp; Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9Yku6eiI/AAAAAAAABG8/ZIcvZQ12j00/s1600-h/lasvegas+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271390118735411746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe9Yku6eiI/AAAAAAAABG8/ZIcvZQ12j00/s320/lasvegas+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8PyzibqI/AAAAAAAABGk/0DzOnnnaGVw/s1600-h/lasvegas+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271388868382453410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8PyzibqI/AAAAAAAABGk/0DzOnnnaGVw/s320/lasvegas+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8QSYmaRI/AAAAAAAABGs/VrIuFqE5I6k/s1600-h/lasvegas+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271388876859402514" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8QSYmaRI/AAAAAAAABGs/VrIuFqE5I6k/s320/lasvegas+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8Ptohz6I/AAAAAAAABGc/dTPBkyTuDks/s1600-h/lasvegas+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271388866994098082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8Ptohz6I/AAAAAAAABGc/dTPBkyTuDks/s320/lasvegas+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8PtpvOkI/AAAAAAAABGU/i-FPCgXfNno/s1600-h/lasvegas+070A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271388866999171650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8PtpvOkI/AAAAAAAABGU/i-FPCgXfNno/s320/lasvegas+070A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Single shot photo. A must I'd say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8PCxlXtI/AAAAAAAABGM/RVjGf4DOGVA/s1600-h/lasvegas+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271388855489355474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe8PCxlXtI/AAAAAAAABGM/RVjGf4DOGVA/s320/lasvegas+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7bi1h0NI/AAAAAAAABFs/yWaUK7pCyyM/s1600-h/lasvegas+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271387970742636754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7bi1h0NI/AAAAAAAABFs/yWaUK7pCyyM/s320/lasvegas+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7buO9qQI/AAAAAAAABF0/V1J9Sgg-DYk/s1600-h/lasvegas+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271387973802109186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7buO9qQI/AAAAAAAABF0/V1J9Sgg-DYk/s320/lasvegas+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reef- That's Naq Uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7cHsA5NI/AAAAAAAABGE/e3pX7WYnads/s1600-h/lasvegas+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271387980634842322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7cHsA5NI/AAAAAAAABGE/e3pX7WYnads/s320/lasvegas+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jay- Aku peh mentor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe5rtxbBoI/AAAAAAAABFM/aVoW8pEX40I/s1600-h/lasvegas+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271386049532855938" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe5rtxbBoI/AAAAAAAABFM/aVoW8pEX40I/s320/lasvegas+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7ba0Sw2I/AAAAAAAABFk/glrCGhHMuhc/s1600-h/lasvegas+074a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271387968589972322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7ba0Sw2I/AAAAAAAABFk/glrCGhHMuhc/s320/lasvegas+074a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats Su (tingkat atas); Naq;Nurrul;Liyana;Sarah(bilik sebelah);Norita(tingkat atas).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ladies whom I wld always bumped into under the mango tree during smoke breaks and also always giving marriage advices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271386046229012594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe5rhduYHI/AAAAAAAABFE/hADx3qyPpv8/s320/lasvegas+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take Picture! Take Picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe5r2biAqI/AAAAAAAABFU/VZR8AYnbViE/s1600-h/lasvegas+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271386051856958114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe5r2biAqI/AAAAAAAABFU/VZR8AYnbViE/s320/lasvegas+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe5roCiomI/AAAAAAAABE8/mWzpHw1T1Ek/s1600-h/lasvegas+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271386047994045026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe5roCiomI/AAAAAAAABE8/mWzpHw1T1Ek/s320/lasvegas+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe433Vx5wI/AAAAAAAABEk/oEra_rPedxM/s1600-h/lasvegas+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271385158748071682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe433Vx5wI/AAAAAAAABEk/oEra_rPedxM/s320/lasvegas+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naq: Check out my moves, I'm Britney Spears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe431_s5_I/AAAAAAAABEs/asUSyz8Fdn4/s1600-h/lasvegas+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271385158387034098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe431_s5_I/AAAAAAAABEs/asUSyz8Fdn4/s320/lasvegas+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liyana: Whatever Bitch, Im prettier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naq: No, I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fae: Shut up, I am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe439mNaDI/AAAAAAAABEc/s9mLe4NgNDo/s1600-h/lasvegas+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271385160427595826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe439mNaDI/AAAAAAAABEc/s9mLe4NgNDo/s320/lasvegas+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naq: C'mon let's all be friends again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liyana: Yeah, I totally agree! *Smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe43gSpGTI/AAAAAAAABEU/fiC-ObK-I5E/s1600-h/lasvegas+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271385152560896306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe43gSpGTI/AAAAAAAABEU/fiC-ObK-I5E/s320/lasvegas+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fae: NEVERRRRRRRR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe4JM6I3sI/AAAAAAAABEM/ihQSA4hBb7Q/s1600-h/lasvegas+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271384357083864770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe4JM6I3sI/AAAAAAAABEM/ihQSA4hBb7Q/s320/lasvegas+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe4JMvpTlI/AAAAAAAABD8/ooo_Oeey9TM/s1600-h/lasvegas+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271384357039853138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe4JMvpTlI/AAAAAAAABD8/ooo_Oeey9TM/s320/lasvegas+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe4IVnszVI/AAAAAAAABDs/0di5avQj80A/s1600-h/lasvegas+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271384342242577746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe4IVnszVI/AAAAAAAABDs/0di5avQj80A/s320/lasvegas+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VPWFnAI/AAAAAAAABDM/VNj9Almp0WI/s1600-h/lasvegas+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271383464384764930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VPWFnAI/AAAAAAAABDM/VNj9Almp0WI/s320/lasvegas+143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7cDxvXDI/AAAAAAAABF8/F8rHP_YYUFI/s1600-h/lasvegas+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271387979585117234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe7cDxvXDI/AAAAAAAABF8/F8rHP_YYUFI/s320/lasvegas+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VVTR4xI/AAAAAAAABDc/mXKdQOyYKiU/s1600-h/lasvegas+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271383465983599378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VVTR4xI/AAAAAAAABDc/mXKdQOyYKiU/s320/lasvegas+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VcKHApI/AAAAAAAABDU/is5JiVnUy-0/s1600-h/lasvegas+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271383467824186002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VcKHApI/AAAAAAAABDU/is5JiVnUy-0/s320/lasvegas+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VCaFhjI/AAAAAAAABDE/UpmeOVrhBsQ/s1600-h/lasvegas+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271383460911875634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VCaFhjI/AAAAAAAABDE/UpmeOVrhBsQ/s320/lasvegas+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VviyQaI/AAAAAAAABDk/WhLjdmiD1nU/s1600-h/lasvegas+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271383473027957154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe3VviyQaI/AAAAAAAABDk/WhLjdmiD1nU/s320/lasvegas+149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After those dancing session, and  high heels, we are all set t0 go hOME. D &amp;amp; D was fun with colleagues with them. But the songs they played on the dancefloor have to change, seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I gotta get ready for Kenduri. On a Saturday. Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7317333727082911912?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7317333727082911912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7317333727082911912' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7317333727082911912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7317333727082911912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-have-dinner.html' title='Let&apos;s have dinner'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSe_biMY5mI/AAAAAAAABIE/_tJv1IIddcA/s72-c/lasvegas+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3536022431101764251</id><published>2008-11-18T09:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:10:16.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My chest hurts and I do not know why. The anxiety of tomorrow BIG DAY is overpowering.I'm gonna be like Naq and have a fever before I knew it. Anyways, Dinner &amp;amp; Dance on last Saturday was a big disappointment. Food was bad, service was worse but company was awesome. And, to top it off, it was held at Shangri-La. MAMPOS.Everyone was dressed to the nines, so nice to see people in office muka busuk type looking oh so fresh. HAHA. I've got pictures! But right now I can't put the pixs up cuz my thumbdrive is being passed around the office. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office has been so solemn yesterday and today due to some R exercise (if you know what I mean) and to think about it Naq and I have been so goddamn complecent about everything revolving our working life that I thought maybe this morning when im in the office, I should atleast not be overdramatic (as I am every morning) and kecoh BUT what I found on my desk is really perangai. I swear to god I was feeling ala-ala secret admirer at office. MCM CHIBAI TAU this Naq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSIqgZtfG_I/AAAAAAAABC8/HPNc6GjLsII/s1600-h/naqbff.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269821250122750962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSIqgZtfG_I/AAAAAAAABC8/HPNc6GjLsII/s320/naqbff.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BESTFRIEND FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Naqiah is very perangai. In case you cant tell what the fuck is that, its actually a fucking huge dice that we were given as door gift during D&amp;D. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the meantime. lemme me brave the nasty customers and wait patiently for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;More pictures will be up  probably...never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Kidding.Love love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3536022431101764251?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3536022431101764251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3536022431101764251' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3536022431101764251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3536022431101764251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-chest-hurts-and-i-do-not-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SSIqgZtfG_I/AAAAAAAABC8/HPNc6GjLsII/s72-c/naqbff.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5218877949991415258</id><published>2008-11-02T20:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:26:28.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Raya Part I</title><content type='html'>This update might be a tad late but I'm gonna put up this entry anyway cause so many things happened lately, I have to blog! Goodness. Tons of pictures but heres just a handful of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd Raya outing was with Aaron &amp;amp; friends. Plus our mini "fast-game" wedding as well. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2ZC5OLN7I/AAAAAAAAAyU/AX_itw4zz6U/s1600-h/DSC-5256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264031814465042354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2ZC5OLN7I/AAAAAAAAAyU/AX_itw4zz6U/s320/DSC-5256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our wedding. Who else to get married but Salina and Bakit. It was a bit cheap but hey, atleast alot of people turned up! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2YbgvZ2GI/AAAAAAAAAxk/FeXL57_SaNY/s1600-h/DSC-5213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264031137878628450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2YbgvZ2GI/AAAAAAAAAxk/FeXL57_SaNY/s320/DSC-5213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2YboVo_JI/AAAAAAAAAxc/5QYs_S1tAN8/s1600-h/DSC-5235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264031139918052498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2YboVo_JI/AAAAAAAAAxc/5QYs_S1tAN8/s320/DSC-5235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2YbbEjIBI/AAAAAAAAAxU/R-8Jt9wDv6g/s1600-h/DSC-5240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264031136356704274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2YbbEjIBI/AAAAAAAAAxU/R-8Jt9wDv6g/s320/DSC-5240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2YbeoVJvI/AAAAAAAAAxM/xedrHZ4Vcfg/s1600-h/DSC-5243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264031137312089842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2YbeoVJvI/AAAAAAAAAxM/xedrHZ4Vcfg/s320/DSC-5243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After wedding, there is always time for soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2Yb3tbKxI/AAAAAAAAAxs/ivKpkdy8HvQ/s1600-h/DSC-5210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264031144044342034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2Yb3tbKxI/AAAAAAAAAxs/ivKpkdy8HvQ/s320/DSC-5210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus our everyown Nasyid BOYZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X8I-PLhI/AAAAAAAAAw0/wQiF4HDqoa4/s1600-h/DSC-5186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264030598922448402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X8I-PLhI/AAAAAAAAAw0/wQiF4HDqoa4/s320/DSC-5186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and our not so colour-coordinated boyband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X8fRFRYI/AAAAAAAAAxE/YrvtNoYJbAg/s1600-h/DSC-5184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264030604907070850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X8fRFRYI/AAAAAAAAAxE/YrvtNoYJbAg/s320/DSC-5184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X8LvP3-I/AAAAAAAAAw8/xaaLbbN_Rbk/s1600-h/DSC-5185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264030599664885730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X8LvP3-I/AAAAAAAAAw8/xaaLbbN_Rbk/s320/DSC-5185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X7_YExcI/AAAAAAAAAws/5-gXsFXyWBA/s1600-h/DSC-5187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264030596346463682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X7_YExcI/AAAAAAAAAws/5-gXsFXyWBA/s320/DSC-5187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X78tHbXI/AAAAAAAAAwk/-A3Dz-L_6QI/s1600-h/DSC-5205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264030595629411698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2X78tHbXI/AAAAAAAAAwk/-A3Dz-L_6QI/s320/DSC-5205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets all put on wide smile and big eyes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2ZCuVP5rI/AAAAAAAAAyE/erxC3ENDcYI/s1600-h/DSC-5281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264031811541919410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2ZCuVP5rI/AAAAAAAAAyE/erxC3ENDcYI/s320/DSC-5281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2Z3U5gn-I/AAAAAAAAAyc/ejQX2NdOPCU/s1600-h/DSC-5280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264032715247755234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2Z3U5gn-I/AAAAAAAAAyc/ejQX2NdOPCU/s320/DSC-5280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2ZCvanFMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/aaKC8Q-SEoc/s1600-h/DSC-5283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264031811832845506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2ZCvanFMI/AAAAAAAAAx8/aaKC8Q-SEoc/s320/DSC-5283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you have it. A fast update to prove I'm still alive and kicking. I'll update the one with the Puakes another day. Catch me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5218877949991415258?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5218877949991415258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5218877949991415258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5218877949991415258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5218877949991415258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/11/raya-part-i.html' title='The Raya Part I'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SQ2ZC5OLN7I/AAAAAAAAAyU/AX_itw4zz6U/s72-c/DSC-5256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3210561526804902579</id><published>2008-10-24T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:40:05.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Time check: 2220hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I am blogging is to keep me awake. But I really need to sleep soon, work tomorrow. Who the fuck works on a Saturday. Me, the fucker has to. Another day of answering questions, pacifying angry customers with the most tak-boleh-take-it faked voice ever. I'm so fake, I'm sorry. Add to that, another day of swearings. Dear god, please forgive me.Talking about swearings, my department is by far the most vulgar one I guess. Maybe cause we get all these bodoh babis to answer to. The most irritating and stupid question I constantly received would probably be "Can I get this shipment over to XXX country today?" KAU BLOODY BODOH KAMBING (this would be my que to starting cursing under my breath),YOU THINK THIS ONE SHIPMENT FROM YISHUN TO WOODLANDS? Lets say I could put my arms through the phone to the other side, I swear I would fucking strangle the person to death."Yes you can get this shipment to XXX country in one day. Not only in one day sir, in few hours also can. I'll pass you this red cape to wear over your top and not forgetting this red underwear.Ahh, the undies you wear outside your pants ok." SETTLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very reason God gave us brains. To fucking use your pantat to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my D&amp;D's theme is Las Vegas, what the fuck should I wear? I think undies will do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Saturday at work. I'll have my fortnight youtube session and constant smoke breaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3210561526804902579?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3210561526804902579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3210561526804902579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3210561526804902579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3210561526804902579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-6130324747579175044</id><published>2008-10-08T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:04:56.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>five minutes</title><content type='html'>Should have waited till a month then i'll blog. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has kept me busy.We have a gazillion activities going on and tomorrow, I have a treasure hunt to attend to.Just for today, there was a karoke session of, get this okay- HARI RAYA SONGS.Goodness.All in the name of fun and Customer Service Week.I have been wearing kurungs for the past few days and I've ran out of it. God, I feel so makcik-fied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scratch my scalp. Like right now. In the bathroom. Yes, I really should be showering and get ready for bed. Right. Yes go Faezah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-6130324747579175044?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/6130324747579175044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=6130324747579175044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6130324747579175044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6130324747579175044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/10/five-minutes.html' title='five minutes'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4801680281942820073</id><published>2008-09-16T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:06:39.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One step a time</title><content type='html'>It's gonna be an early night for me. What's new anyway, right? The conversation with Mirul ended abruptly cause daddy dearest was irritating the hell out of me, constantly reminding of the time and that I should be resting now. But I ain't complaining. Even if I don't get to meet you on weekdays, there are always Saturdays.My parents are accustomed to me spending the whole Saturday outside that they actually made a point to remind me about staying home for this weekend for our shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only mean one thing, a day less spent with you.Breathe Faezah. Breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mom was surprised when I told her to wake me up for Sahur this morning. She went "OK! OK! DON'T WORRY I'LL WAKE YOU UP!" with full semangat and all. Cause lately, I haven't been fasting and my mom got sick and tired of waking me up, only to have me retract to my foetal position once she stepped out of my room.I shall secretly wish that my mom would be like my dad-"NAK PUASA, PUASA. TAKNAK JANGAN PAKSA". Haha. My dad is that chill. Wa salut sama lu, ayah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues are still trying to get use to the fact that I'm fasting. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the same for every morning. Their very own checklist: "Naqiah fast, Ain fast, Faezah...NOPE". When I tried covering up by lying that I did, I get the usual replies "HAHA. YEAH RIGHT! I SAW SMOKING UNDER MANGO TREE". Sesungguhnyer aku kene spot. Okay, enough of puasa issues. Tomorrow Faezah shall overcome another long, dry, foodless, drinkless,smokeless day in the office. I'm so proud of myself.Tee heeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, its 10.And I haven't shower yet. Another day in the office, another pecah-otak thinking of what the fuck to wear. If my heels could talk, they would probably tell me to fuck off from them. If heels could talk... I'd love to talk back to them. Fuck them back for treating my delicate feet the way they do. I still love you...My FLOPS AND SNEAKERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4801680281942820073?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4801680281942820073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4801680281942820073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4801680281942820073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4801680281942820073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-step-time.html' title='One step a time'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4860110114756235985</id><published>2008-09-14T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:56:47.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When will I see you face again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SM0SDaV_W7I/AAAAAAAAAwc/3_yn0VtS1rY/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245868990776957874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SM0SDaV_W7I/AAAAAAAAAwc/3_yn0VtS1rY/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm A Dreamer, Waiting For The Sun,&lt;br /&gt;When You're Coming In, I know My Life's Begun&lt;/em&gt; .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope everything will fall into place now. With you in NS and me...Well, me. I hope I'll be busy with work. Work has been treating me well lately. But we'll see how it goes. There will always be politics in every goddamn industry you're working in. Be it working with people your age or even, those above it. Why can't people just shut the fuck up and mind their business? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, it applies to everything. Not only to work politics. In life, why can't people just shut the fuck up and mind their fucking business? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On a lighter and happier note, yesterday was just wonderful. I got to spend the lil time we have with you alone. I love the Oasis. I love lying down with you in the wee morning, looking at the full moon and ignoring cars zooming past us at full speed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And yesterday, I bumped into an unexpected person. My lecturer who taught me back in Poly. I think she taught me Customer Relationship Management something something. I really can't think right now. Firstly, I forgot how she looks like. Secondly I wasn't really in school much back then so it was a surprised that she remembered me. Lastly, I didn't really notice her at first cause I was staring straight at her boobs. Her braless boobs. Which was disgusting and I wanted to tell Amirul at first but then she had to say hello. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OMG, I bumped into my lecturer who was not wearing a bra under her top!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahhhhhhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Man, i getting sleepy already and its not even 10 yet. Its shower time and off to bed. Nights crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4860110114756235985?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4860110114756235985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4860110114756235985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4860110114756235985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4860110114756235985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-will-i-see-you-face-again.html' title='When will I see you face again?'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SM0SDaV_W7I/AAAAAAAAAwc/3_yn0VtS1rY/s72-c/DSC00089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-2376192810017477894</id><published>2008-09-07T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:06:27.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like the simplicity of it all. Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the part when you know where you stand and why am I doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hate it when you have to leave so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-2376192810017477894?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/2376192810017477894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=2376192810017477894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2376192810017477894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2376192810017477894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-like-simplicity-of-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-1700458742366291413</id><published>2008-08-31T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:08:05.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AKU SUKE!</title><content type='html'>[["&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyways, on a lighter (or heavier) note, some loser has been using my name and number on Alamak.com (yes, so kental), thus making me fucking irritated with numerous unknown numbers calling me in the wee hours of the morning, sometimes, even soooo early in the morning when I'm just on my way to work. It has been going on for about a week now, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;BLA BLA BLA BLA&lt;/span&gt;. There was this one guy who called, however, who was especially helpful, telling me what that person said about herself (read:me), and yes, I was pissed. I met up with my babies yesterday and told them about this, and they were trying to think of the people who would do this. Everyone said one thing; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mirul's girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, I don't know her personally and stuff, but I really do believe she wouldn't stoop this low to get back at me. I mean, I believe she has class. But heck, I don't know. And I don't wanna be the one to point fingers at anyone. We'll see how long this will last.&lt;/span&gt; "]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH BEST! AKU SUKEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY, WHAT FUCK IS AN ALAMAK.COM.&lt;br /&gt;SECONDLY, YES YOU'RE RIGHT, I WOULDNT STOOP THAT LOW. AND NOT CUZ TO DO SUCH DESPICABLE STUFFS LIKE ABOVE MENTIONED, BUT TO EVEN HAVE YOUR FUCKING NUMBER AND WASTE MY FUCKING TIME DOING ALL THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, NAQ WILL FUCKING HIT MY HEAD WITH THOSE FUCKING NOTES THAT WE HAVE TO STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY KIDS COME UP WITH ANSWERS LIKE THAT. IM TOO OLD TO GIVE A FUCK. THIS ONE IS BY FAR JOKE OF THE YEAR. WAY BETTER THAN THE TIME WHEN MY SUPERVISOR, SHARON WAS HAVING A HARD TIME PRONOUNCING "PERISHABLES".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. FAEZAH, YOU'RE SUCHA FUCKED UP PERSON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-1700458742366291413?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/1700458742366291413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=1700458742366291413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1700458742366291413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1700458742366291413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/08/aku-suke.html' title='AKU SUKE!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3861377091317703424</id><published>2008-08-29T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:51:14.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agenda Suicide</title><content type='html'>The Faint is fucking awesome. It has somehow become my morning rush song. You guys should listen to it in the morning, plug in your earphones and just turn up the volume. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict a mental breakdown pretty soon. THANK FUCKING GOD ITS FUCKING FRIDAY. Wait, thats not the right name. If its the name then it'll  be TFGIFF. Hokay thats pretty long and pretty wrong. But what the hell, FUCK, ITS FRIDAY! I've never look forward to Friday this much before. (I predict a long ass entry this one. Hang on people.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to start studying all over again cuz this bitch ass needs to get her facts right. I've just lugged home a thick motherfucking file filled with notes. There are so much things to do now. Sometimes I even use my time at work to serve the net (random, i know). No kidding. and i even charged my phone over there! By the time I reached home, I'll be checking my mails, shower and off to bed before you know it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freight forwarding shits are fucking complicated. I wonder why do people wanna study import and export and all those logistics mumbo jumbo. Yeah, I'm in the logistics, freight thingy industry. HAHA. laugh all you want. In the end of the day, I'll put rice (Plus all those side dishes!) on the table. CHEY MCM PAHAM. Actually, I never see myself in this industry but I think its pretty awesome la! Dont let me start on the pretty pretty moolahs... weeeeee...I'm seeing purple...orange...notes....ZzzzZZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. I need to restore my energy, for tomorrow, my dancing shoes awaits.I need to unleash my devil out before the fasting month. I'm so full of shit, Im amazed by myself sometimes. HAHAHAHAHA. I'm so setan I know. I will repent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3861377091317703424?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3861377091317703424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3861377091317703424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3861377091317703424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3861377091317703424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/08/agenda-suicide.html' title='Agenda Suicide'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4984809108393369489</id><published>2008-08-21T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:40:10.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aas Dongkrang. Kucing Garong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Since it was my uncle's solemnisation thingy menjigy earlier today. Yeah. Its Wednesday fellas. I know what you're thinking. Feeling fucked up and depress won't do me any good. I guess, I rather update this blog of mine with happy thoughts before I start ranting angrily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxCoH6NDFI/AAAAAAAAAv8/J-rSuTwHySM/s1600-h/piX+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236633723810417746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxCoH6NDFI/AAAAAAAAAv8/J-rSuTwHySM/s320/piX+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lil simple and too abrupt actually. Most of my cousins and I met the bride on the day itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As long as you're happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxCob6E1aI/AAAAAAAAAwE/qsgT_bZj7OI/s1600-h/piX+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236633729178588578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxCob6E1aI/AAAAAAAAAwE/qsgT_bZj7OI/s320/piX+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mentel niece. They were happily rolling around on the mat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxCodN5ZCI/AAAAAAAAAwM/wRnJa_pq_C8/s1600-h/piX+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236633729530160162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxCodN5ZCI/AAAAAAAAAwM/wRnJa_pq_C8/s320/piX+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxCoZStg3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/RxKeZY9YCpM/s1600-h/piX+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236633728476611442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxCoZStg3I/AAAAAAAAAwU/RxKeZY9YCpM/s320/piX+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB5j7UNRI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Y3CZxTqdvVE/s1600-h/piX+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632923877422354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB5j7UNRI/AAAAAAAAAvU/Y3CZxTqdvVE/s320/piX+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute kan. Geram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB5_3X17I/AAAAAAAAAvc/sPorPPHXyWo/s1600-h/piX+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632931377076146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB5_3X17I/AAAAAAAAAvc/sPorPPHXyWo/s320/piX+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The nephew took this. And I reminded them to call me "Mak Pretty". HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB5zkxPVI/AAAAAAAAAvk/siRYj6zNM4M/s1600-h/piX+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632928077823314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB5zkxPVI/AAAAAAAAAvk/siRYj6zNM4M/s320/piX+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB6AX_Z0I/AAAAAAAAAvs/otNKfWceOY4/s1600-h/piX+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632931513886530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB6AX_Z0I/AAAAAAAAAvs/otNKfWceOY4/s320/piX+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB6IMm6FI/AAAAAAAAAv0/WTDULHpYJ58/s1600-h/piX+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632933613627474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxB6IMm6FI/AAAAAAAAAv0/WTDULHpYJ58/s320/piX+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBSwikjKI/AAAAAAAAAus/n3hWpVAvmbA/s1600-h/piX+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632257248398498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBSwikjKI/AAAAAAAAAus/n3hWpVAvmbA/s320/piX+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Aunty Pretty, for you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(aku shiok sendiri, aku tahu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBTMwr4kI/AAAAAAAAAu0/nZE9VFHS44s/s1600-h/piX+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632264823792194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBTMwr4kI/AAAAAAAAAu0/nZE9VFHS44s/s320/piX+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBTWz8GMI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ImgDE4dwkQ4/s1600-h/piX+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632267521792194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBTWz8GMI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ImgDE4dwkQ4/s320/piX+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBTk9au_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/kZm15qt8t9c/s1600-h/piX+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632271319645170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBTk9au_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/kZm15qt8t9c/s320/piX+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBT0b5IRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/zwdgqPtFSOE/s1600-h/piX+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236632275473998098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxBT0b5IRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/zwdgqPtFSOE/s320/piX+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, with Nenek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;//Lotsa stuffs happened lately. Im glad I still have true friends who are there to support me. I wouldn't disclose the reason(s) for this incident cause I rather tell personally than publicize it. In other words, if you knew, you knew alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time heals all wounds. I just need time and you to be just a lil bit away from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4984809108393369489?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4984809108393369489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4984809108393369489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4984809108393369489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4984809108393369489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/08/aas-dongkrang-kucing-garong.html' title='Aas Dongkrang. Kucing Garong'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKxCoH6NDFI/AAAAAAAAAv8/J-rSuTwHySM/s72-c/piX+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-604962908991208739</id><published>2008-08-18T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T00:04:19.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm walking away and will never look back.</title><content type='html'>I GUESS I HAD TO FIND OUT THE TRUTH THE HARD WAY. I ADMIT, I'LL SWALLOW MY EGO AND SAY OUT LOUD- I'M THE GODDAMN INDENIAL ONE. A TAD TOO LATE U SAY. ITS NEVER TOO LATE TO LEARN THE TRUTH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER REALLY DID NOT TRUST YOU. I GAVE BOTH OF YOU THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT. BUT IT CAUSED ME MY NIGHTS, CAUSED ME ALL THE PARANOIA, IT CAUSED ME ACHES. LIKE RIGHT NOW. ONE THING I CAN AND WILL NEVER TOLERATE, ARE LIARS. ESPECIALLY THOSE WHO LIED THROUGH THEIR TEETH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN FUCKING SWEAR UPON YOUR MOM, YOUR DAD OR YOUR WHOLE FAMILY TO MAKE ME TRUST YOU. BUT IN THE END THIS IS HOW I LEARN THE TRUTH- THE HARDWAY. I DESERVED IT. YES. I'LL EVEN APOLOGIZE TO THOSE I'VE WRONGED. IM SORRY. I'D DO WHAT YOU DID ALSO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO RIGHT NOW, PLEASE COME UP TO ME, WHOEVER, AND GIVE ME ONE TIGHT SLAP ACROSS THE FACE TO FUCKING WAKE UP AND NOT BE A NAIVE BITCH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-604962908991208739?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/604962908991208739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=604962908991208739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/604962908991208739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/604962908991208739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-walking-away-and-will-never-look.html' title='I&apos;m walking away and will never look back.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3441832310564961626</id><published>2008-08-15T16:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:36:40.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tons of stuffs happened all around the same time and I haven't got the fucking time to blog, not mentioning remembering when it happened either. So I'm gonna pile it up all here in as chronologically as I remember possible. Heeeee. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the most recent one being SUP's 2nd collection launch- i fink so.Heh. Lots of peeps, photos and booze. What do you expect?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVHhvrZSEI/AAAAAAAAAuM/RSLf60egRMc/s1600-h/sub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234668786947803202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVHhvrZSEI/AAAAAAAAAuM/RSLf60egRMc/s320/sub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVHho3UgHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/5Rn4GAtNhLY/s1600-h/sup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234668785118773362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVHho3UgHI/AAAAAAAAAuU/5Rn4GAtNhLY/s320/sup2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SINGFEST. T'was awesome albeit it was the 1st day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVHhwjMB1I/AAAAAAAAAuc/Ext5J5Tuv5w/s1600-h/sentosa+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234668787181815634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVHhwjMB1I/AAAAAAAAAuc/Ext5J5Tuv5w/s320/sentosa+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVHiBGR0DI/AAAAAAAAAuk/q8up_oyQlkk/s1600-h/sentosa+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234668791623962674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVHiBGR0DI/AAAAAAAAAuk/q8up_oyQlkk/s320/sentosa+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFHiE6JVI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ozJMP95ZdkI/s1600-h/sentosa+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234666137596863826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFHiE6JVI/AAAAAAAAAtc/ozJMP95ZdkI/s320/sentosa+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFH27XF-I/AAAAAAAAAtk/wNHMR73wYFI/s1600-h/sentosa+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234666143193962466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFH27XF-I/AAAAAAAAAtk/wNHMR73wYFI/s320/sentosa+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFHwuTUMI/AAAAAAAAAts/K-TfAaVp2io/s1600-h/sentosa+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234666141528576194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFHwuTUMI/AAAAAAAAAts/K-TfAaVp2io/s320/sentosa+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFIKcWXdI/AAAAAAAAAt0/-FiS7_AMv8o/s1600-h/sentosa+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234666148432600530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFIKcWXdI/AAAAAAAAAt0/-FiS7_AMv8o/s320/sentosa+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I forced Amirul to pretend to smile and be candid cause I badly wanna take her photo. NYONYA, WA CAYA SAMA LU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFIOPkHhI/AAAAAAAAAt8/SAwOCcH8i2E/s1600-h/sentosa+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234666149452717586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVFIOPkHhI/AAAAAAAAAt8/SAwOCcH8i2E/s320/sentosa+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEFSczfZI/AAAAAAAAAs0/D_wWf-WoTgo/s1600-h/sentosa+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234664999530757522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEFSczfZI/AAAAAAAAAs0/D_wWf-WoTgo/s320/sentosa+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ian Watkins is the sex. Pictures don't do justice, believe me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took a whole lot of shit but I'll just show some of them, alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEFhYBp3I/AAAAAAAAAs8/bdGE8XuppLU/s1600-h/sentosa+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234665003537246066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEFhYBp3I/AAAAAAAAAs8/bdGE8XuppLU/s320/sentosa+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEFyAta7I/AAAAAAAAAtE/AXsP9zBHzjI/s1600-h/sentosa+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234665008002853810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEFyAta7I/AAAAAAAAAtE/AXsP9zBHzjI/s320/sentosa+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEGDzL3nI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kmXArU5PtMs/s1600-h/sentosa+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234665012777967218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEGDzL3nI/AAAAAAAAAtM/kmXArU5PtMs/s320/sentosa+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEGd8ZANI/AAAAAAAAAtU/n3cHxlH3kl4/s1600-h/sentosa+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234665019795898578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVEGd8ZANI/AAAAAAAAAtU/n3cHxlH3kl4/s320/sentosa+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan was surprisingly eyy-OK. Those fuckings kids there need to be smacked. I bet they were there just for SP. Everyone rushed out of the area as soon as the Vocalist told them he was gonna dropped by the Merchandise booth. Which means one thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRHw2J5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/0S3l6OPdeDk/s1600-h/sentosa+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234664103308830610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRHw2J5I/AAAAAAAAAsM/0S3l6OPdeDk/s320/sentosa+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRFgUhFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/o3uS_ZkZYdE/s1600-h/sentosa+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234664102702646354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRFgUhFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/o3uS_ZkZYdE/s320/sentosa+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE CLOSER I GOT TO HEAVEN. TRAVIS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRTZwWCI/AAAAAAAAAsc/ITPtQMnAXok/s1600-h/sentosa+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234664106433206306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRTZwWCI/AAAAAAAAAsc/ITPtQMnAXok/s320/sentosa+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweaty and dehydrated. We still got 2 coupons left but Amirul managed to sweet-talked the girl tending the bar for 2 more beers. HAHAH. I made my boyfriend does things like that sometimes. Well, OKAY. Most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRXls5cI/AAAAAAAAAsk/5ewokWz0uB4/s1600-h/sentosa+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234664107557053890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRXls5cI/AAAAAAAAAsk/5ewokWz0uB4/s320/sentosa+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRgtM4CI/AAAAAAAAAss/Ujw0QdBomCk/s1600-h/sentosa+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234664110004428834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVDRgtM4CI/AAAAAAAAAss/Ujw0QdBomCk/s320/sentosa+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SENTOSA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still havent got the clue when we went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBzByChRI/AAAAAAAAArk/uZ8Ezght4tk/s1600-h/sentosa+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234662486795519250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBzByChRI/AAAAAAAAArk/uZ8Ezght4tk/s320/sentosa+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBzeDMzMI/AAAAAAAAArs/fK294PctcAs/s1600-h/sentosa+045A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234662494383688898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBzeDMzMI/AAAAAAAAArs/fK294PctcAs/s320/sentosa+045A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBzhBGfmI/AAAAAAAAAr0/o49udvonL7s/s1600-h/sentosa+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234662495180193378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBzhBGfmI/AAAAAAAAAr0/o49udvonL7s/s320/sentosa+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBzoOcatI/AAAAAAAAAr8/zzZux6cdd_4/s1600-h/sentosa+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234662497115204306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBzoOcatI/AAAAAAAAAr8/zzZux6cdd_4/s320/sentosa+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBz9Ld03I/AAAAAAAAAsE/AYwWb_oqpXI/s1600-h/sentosa+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234662502739858290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVBz9Ld03I/AAAAAAAAAsE/AYwWb_oqpXI/s320/sentosa+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DBL O. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yes, I do not know when this was either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAV2QNIXI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qbVk0b-ITJQ/s1600-h/dblO+022[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234660885972984178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAV2QNIXI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qbVk0b-ITJQ/s320/dblO+022%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They made friends with a white girl who can speak Malay. Awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAVyvJ_pI/AAAAAAAAArE/eGgM7eCdlz4/s1600-h/dblO+028[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234660885029060242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAVyvJ_pI/AAAAAAAAArE/eGgM7eCdlz4/s320/dblO+028%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAWC0C5cI/AAAAAAAAArM/4lwLolA7oyg/s1600-h/dblO+062[6].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234660889344533954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAWC0C5cI/AAAAAAAAArM/4lwLolA7oyg/s320/dblO+062%5B6%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAWYd4XnI/AAAAAAAAArU/dxbmAWkYKqg/s1600-h/P1150669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234660895157149298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAWYd4XnI/AAAAAAAAArU/dxbmAWkYKqg/s320/P1150669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAWtFaFkI/AAAAAAAAArc/_XM00pUZm5A/s1600-h/P1150684[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234660900691646018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVAWtFaFkI/AAAAAAAAArc/_XM00pUZm5A/s320/P1150684%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoa, you made it this far. Actually, whoa, I made it this far. Blogging this much I mean. So there, I've updated. Keep on reading. I probably update more in future with the new job starting soon and with pretty awesome life right now. Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3441832310564961626?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3441832310564961626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3441832310564961626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3441832310564961626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3441832310564961626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/08/breathe.html' title='Breathe!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SKVHhvrZSEI/AAAAAAAAAuM/RSLf60egRMc/s72-c/sub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4141437077405928293</id><published>2008-07-31T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:40:39.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumor Has it</title><content type='html'>Mirul's dad found a kitten today and it wasn't those cute lil walking thingy, it was those palm-size, bat lookalike thingy. And and and it can't even open its eyes yet! Aku sukaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, nothing beats this...&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking going to SINGFEST 08 la chibai. And and and I didnt even spend a dime. HA HA HA. Sadly, its the first day tixs uhh but its fine with me as long as I didnt have to spend that 150 buxs for a one day thingy. Aku cheapskate, aku sukaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;I guessed my brother must've had hot sex that day and decided to have hot sex on Saturday again and pass up SINGFEST, offering the 2 tixs to me instead. Baik uh abang, go have hot sex often kay and before I knew it, he'll pass me his card for me to spend on. Chey chey, pushing my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this proves one thing, I'm fucking not going for work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4141437077405928293?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4141437077405928293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4141437077405928293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4141437077405928293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4141437077405928293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/07/rumor-has-it.html' title='Rumor Has it'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5408996348211735041</id><published>2008-07-29T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:23:38.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This far</title><content type='html'>There is so much one can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those turbulent times will still be a fleeting memory that I'll get once in awhile. Seeing that face brought back aches. Why do I still have to bother, why do I still give a damn, you asked?&lt;br /&gt;Why, of course. I'm the fucking one up late at night having issues with my fucking self while you sleep peacefully. Having issues for being insecure, paranoid and an unworthy person. I wasn't that sort before. You moulded me into that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't blame you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked, "Rate yourself from 1 to 10,how committed are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say 8 cause I'm human afterall. I wouldn't say a 10 cause I'm bound to make mistakes. With those mistakes, I can learn from it and strive farther. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished something easily said (not easily done) could be apply in my life right now. It's karma alright. I guessed I learnt it the hard way. Just when things took turn for the better, it had to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one can only hope to be the world's greatest gf.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I am a ten out of a ten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5408996348211735041?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5408996348211735041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5408996348211735041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5408996348211735041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5408996348211735041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-far.html' title='This far'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4237936756440930760</id><published>2008-07-12T05:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T05:16:21.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those lil' things</title><content type='html'>I love it when my boyfriend goes,&lt;br /&gt;"I know why you're grouchy babe,cuz you're having your sinus.I understand".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish he's here right now, telling me to stop threatening myself that I would cut off my nose. &lt;br /&gt;Nights people and running tap of a nose (YOU ARE TESTING MY PATIENCE!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4237936756440930760?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4237936756440930760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4237936756440930760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4237936756440930760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4237936756440930760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/07/those-lil-things.html' title='Those lil&apos; things'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5981322575922201806</id><published>2008-07-01T16:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T16:39:10.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plug in baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's official. I suck at driving. And its not helping when my instructors kept giving me the spit. I wonder how much of spit is on me after every lesson. Its either the instructors have poor saliva control or they have 5 tongue piercings. Damn those spit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyhoos, baby Naufal had his big day recently when everyone gathered at Alep's place to hoo-haa about how cute he was during his first hair cut, or in Naq's term "Cukur Jambul". Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnXhXPRAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/twqz9SSAl10/s1600-h/picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217956034564277250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnXhXPRAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/twqz9SSAl10/s320/picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnWmBlWOI/AAAAAAAAAqM/NXkD1_s-UA0/s1600-h/picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217956018635757794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnWmBlWOI/AAAAAAAAAqM/NXkD1_s-UA0/s320/picture+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I am Daddy's Laptop". I have yet to figure out what's that supposed to mean. Look at that annoyingly cute baby. Geram. Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnZU4R9TI/AAAAAAAAAqc/syeUsplM8jY/s1600-h/picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217956065572943154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnZU4R9TI/AAAAAAAAAqc/syeUsplM8jY/s320/picture+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnaoh_cAI/AAAAAAAAAqk/23ELZ0NlxUo/s1600-h/picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217956088028033026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnaoh_cAI/AAAAAAAAAqk/23ELZ0NlxUo/s320/picture+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pak Hitam and Mak Uteh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Naq is learning from Alep's sis the correct way of feeding a baby. Future in-laws you know. Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnmpvYqwdI/AAAAAAAAApk/Q5GXzZQbdKo/s1600-h/picture+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217955248054387154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnmpvYqwdI/AAAAAAAAApk/Q5GXzZQbdKo/s320/picture+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnckkM4bI/AAAAAAAAAqs/wpSpx9FFvIE/s1600-h/picture+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217956121323299250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnckkM4bI/AAAAAAAAAqs/wpSpx9FFvIE/s320/picture+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnmp36X2hI/AAAAAAAAAp0/DJvKov1ujFc/s1600-h/picture+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217955250343238162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnmp36X2hI/AAAAAAAAAp0/DJvKov1ujFc/s320/picture+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnoSOoQMCI/AAAAAAAAAq0/2eeHmIFfQCQ/s1600-h/picture+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217957043147649058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnoSOoQMCI/AAAAAAAAAq0/2eeHmIFfQCQ/s320/picture+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Naufal's face. Read: motion sickness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnmqCXOceI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3TRjU2W1cq4/s1600-h/picture+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217955253148611042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnmqCXOceI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3TRjU2W1cq4/s320/picture+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love them at this age. They wouldn't even realised they are being passed around like food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnmtAS0CuI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vsiK4-PqacA/s1600-h/picture+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217955304132840162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnmtAS0CuI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vsiK4-PqacA/s320/picture+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOOD. Just like the sedap Mee Siam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnlr6lMJXI/AAAAAAAAApE/9UGip1iGucA/s1600-h/picture+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217954185907807602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnlr6lMJXI/AAAAAAAAApE/9UGip1iGucA/s320/picture+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shady came. Shady ruled the sofa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnls6NHvuI/AAAAAAAAApM/wbc18zcbpQ4/s1600-h/picture+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217954202986725090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnls6NHvuI/AAAAAAAAApM/wbc18zcbpQ4/s320/picture+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnluewawVI/AAAAAAAAApU/6rigDmzQVlk/s1600-h/picture+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217954229978317138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnluewawVI/AAAAAAAAApU/6rigDmzQVlk/s320/picture+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smokers' corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnlvSamDGI/AAAAAAAAApc/3FFBm-BnymU/s1600-h/picture+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217954243845426274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnlvSamDGI/AAAAAAAAApc/3FFBm-BnymU/s320/picture+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Group picture. Everyone's tired and so is Naufal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnlq6dR4ZI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6-ivQIaS1vI/s1600-h/picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217954168694759826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnlq6dR4ZI/AAAAAAAAAo8/6-ivQIaS1vI/s320/picture+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5981322575922201806?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5981322575922201806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5981322575922201806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5981322575922201806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5981322575922201806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/07/plug-in-baby.html' title='Plug in baby'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SGnnXhXPRAI/AAAAAAAAAqU/twqz9SSAl10/s72-c/picture+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-2667894078762829989</id><published>2008-06-23T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:07:50.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the future we trust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's confirmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amirul's enlisted to Civil Defence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THIS FUCKING SEPTEMBER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baik ahhhh!! Nasib bulan puasa, baru nak buat plan dajal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, i'm kidding babe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-2667894078762829989?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/2667894078762829989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=2667894078762829989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2667894078762829989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2667894078762829989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-future-we-trust.html' title='In the future we trust.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4199409729642339848</id><published>2008-06-20T15:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:50:35.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better half.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtoVrAGgOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/E2v71XfDV-Y/s1600-h/9thmth+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213875715141173474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtoVrAGgOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/E2v71XfDV-Y/s320/9thmth+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don't believe in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe in Jah&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe in the wars&lt;br /&gt;We fight just to prove how real we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtoV74axfI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WKHZH2YZ5Bs/s1600-h/9thmth+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213875719672350194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtoV74axfI/AAAAAAAAAoc/WKHZH2YZ5Bs/s320/9thmth+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was Thursday evening and I was at Clarke Quay.No clubbing, drinking whatsoever. I was having dinner that day. Clarke Quay is way much better in the light. Haha. I mean, being in Clarke Quay only at night and the only view you'll get to see is drunkards passed out at every corner. I definitely prefer being there in evening than the wee hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213870255220078386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtjX3NeNzI/AAAAAAAAAm0/DjWjVzCRk7U/s320/9thmth+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtjXUe0QRI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JoULLfsKylU/s1600-h/9thmth+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213870245897584914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtjXUe0QRI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JoULLfsKylU/s320/9thmth+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtjVicAd5I/AAAAAAAAAmU/g_80hKtmjaI/s1600-h/9thmth+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213870215284160402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtjVicAd5I/AAAAAAAAAmU/g_80hKtmjaI/s320/9thmth+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtjVw_WF6I/AAAAAAAAAmc/RMQDS_Cesb4/s1600-h/9thmth+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213870219190474658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtjVw_WF6I/AAAAAAAAAmc/RMQDS_Cesb4/s320/9thmth+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wearing thin down to the core&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtjXrsAEYI/AAAAAAAAAms/C2xRTkpSpwo/s1600-h/9thmth+005A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213870252126900610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtjXrsAEYI/AAAAAAAAAms/C2xRTkpSpwo/s320/9thmth+005A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Supposedly, I'm the only one with the highlights but someone got everything planned out and he figured that, rather than being bored out of his wits while waiting for my hair to be done, he'd do it too! EUREKA! Now we're siblings. YAY! *throws confettis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213875717526159522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtoVz4ugKI/AAAAAAAAAok/HtBGUT8O0Po/s320/9thmth+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtmZZd2JUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/pl7OJF_dHyw/s1600-h/9thmth+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213873580130313538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtmZZd2JUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/pl7OJF_dHyw/s320/9thmth+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtmZUA3DtI/AAAAAAAAAns/kqNeJoZpapM/s1600-h/9thmth+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213873578666561234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtmZUA3DtI/AAAAAAAAAns/kqNeJoZpapM/s320/9thmth+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got Food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtmZOMbA4I/AAAAAAAAAnk/4XL64rOnOLU/s1600-h/9thmth+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213873577104442242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtmZOMbA4I/AAAAAAAAAnk/4XL64rOnOLU/s320/9thmth+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dinner over at Billy Bombers'. Speaking of food, did you know in the States , they had Satays? Fucking SATAY. As in chicken, mutton satays those sorts. Well, if you already knew good for you then bla bla bla. Back to Satays, well, I was watching the Rachel Ray show (which is on Chl 5 every noon at 12, fyi) and on that day she was making "Lean Meat Satay Stick". OKAY. When she spoke the "satay" part with all her slang and shits, I swore I thought she meant "Saute". Then the name of the recipe flashed on my fucking tv, and I instantly sat up, watching it attentively. I'm kental and easily pleased like that. They had the same peanut sauce as we do but GUESS WHAT THEY INGREDIENTS THEY HAD TO USE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(feeling ala-ala dramatic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUCKING PEANUT BUTTER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So its either creamy peanut butter sauce or chunky peanut butter sauce. Now, can you dig that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtoVnE-dlI/AAAAAAAAAoM/NL_kbkHp_-w/s1600-h/9thmth+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213875714087876178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtoVnE-dlI/AAAAAAAAAoM/NL_kbkHp_-w/s320/9thmth+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk52W5fDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/nilRtRgq7mY/s1600-h/9thmth+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213871938618358834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk52W5fDI/AAAAAAAAAm8/nilRtRgq7mY/s320/9thmth+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Psychedelic, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I had those in my room. Then I wouldnt sleep ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFt4c9-UGOI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Hk_zjvYmU0U/s1600-h/9thmth+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213893432679078114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFt4c9-UGOI/AAAAAAAAAo0/Hk_zjvYmU0U/s320/9thmth+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk6J4qt_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/v-p95b26Sec/s1600-h/9thmth+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtmZRs20wI/AAAAAAAAAn8/AEM0ryUdD70/s1600-h/9thmth+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213873578045788930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtmZRs20wI/AAAAAAAAAn8/AEM0ryUdD70/s320/9thmth+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhores. tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk6WKx97I/AAAAAAAAAnM/KhK1Q-G1pMA/s1600-h/9thmth+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213871947157469106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk6WKx97I/AAAAAAAAAnM/KhK1Q-G1pMA/s320/9thmth+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk6J4qt_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/v-p95b26Sec/s1600-h/9thmth+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213871943860271090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk6J4qt_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/v-p95b26Sec/s320/9thmth+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We played pretends and make a video while lip-synching to stupid songs.Which is very buruk-nak-mampos and embarassing that I refused to put up. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk6v8YgZI/AAAAAAAAAnU/8j-mMtAlelk/s1600-h/9thmth+057A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213871954076402066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk6v8YgZI/AAAAAAAAAnU/8j-mMtAlelk/s320/9thmth+057A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lastly, Happy 9th. You know I'm sexy when I look like shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, the big plan is to scrimp and save to 2 upcomings holidays with my bf and gfs to Penang and Pahang. Whoa, how coincidental that both trips starts with the letter P. (Aku random, aku tahu) Actually Gfs and I are planning to go Taman Negara again. I loike!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And friends of the world, thanks for the lovely impromtu pot luck at Marie's .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Amirul, thanks for the lovely dinner even though I wanted to eat at fig's and olive's,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; fish market,  fish and co and every other places except Billy Bombers'. No, I'm Kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love. Peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtk6J4qt_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/v-p95b26Sec/s1600-h/9thmth+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4199409729642339848?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4199409729642339848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4199409729642339848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4199409729642339848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4199409729642339848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/06/better-half.html' title='Better half.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFtoVrAGgOI/AAAAAAAAAoU/E2v71XfDV-Y/s72-c/9thmth+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-8706798762788280318</id><published>2008-06-18T15:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:21:08.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderwall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAVTGBhjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/b2Jl5HpCwZQ/s1600-h/dblo+0641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213128040816674354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAVTGBhjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/b2Jl5HpCwZQ/s320/dblo+0641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Partied with the girls after the long time at the usual hot sweaty place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAVQCQmxI/AAAAAAAAAlU/_gTSh1qpQ3c/s1600-h/dblo+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213128039995579154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAVQCQmxI/AAAAAAAAAlU/_gTSh1qpQ3c/s320/dblo+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate my face in here but just cause I love the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213130265672606194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjCWzVA4fI/AAAAAAAAAl0/cha6uoFMJcM/s320/dblo+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love You! (Hehe, sempat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAVvU0PhI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uPxbgagLluc/s1600-h/dblo+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213128048394911250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAVvU0PhI/AAAAAAAAAlc/uPxbgagLluc/s320/dblo+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAVy4h8XI/AAAAAAAAAlk/nVkrC89GJGI/s1600-h/dblo+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213128049350013298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAVy4h8XI/AAAAAAAAAlk/nVkrC89GJGI/s320/dblo+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213128054755919042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAWHBZhMI/AAAAAAAAAls/mA0g89q8-NU/s320/dblo+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjDdhnR4qI/AAAAAAAAAl8/oRA3rnZ_wg4/s1600-h/dblo+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213131480688091810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjDdhnR4qI/AAAAAAAAAl8/oRA3rnZ_wg4/s320/dblo+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjD4QO-L-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/yLra171OnwQ/s1600-h/dblo+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213131939879202786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjD4QO-L-I/AAAAAAAAAmE/yLra171OnwQ/s320/dblo+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey, who that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjEV6jh6UI/AAAAAAAAAmM/CWi-I07uS6s/s1600-h/dblo+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213132449455925570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjEV6jh6UI/AAAAAAAAAmM/CWi-I07uS6s/s320/dblo+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afterall, we all young people here. In need of some grinding action. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining and it'll be nice to sleep in but someone gotta go for theory lesson doesnt she? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-8706798762788280318?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/8706798762788280318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=8706798762788280318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8706798762788280318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8706798762788280318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/06/wonderwall.html' title='wonderwall'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SFjAVTGBhjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/b2Jl5HpCwZQ/s72-c/dblo+0641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-975660191807322320</id><published>2008-06-06T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T02:03:05.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not worth it.</title><content type='html'>Blogging sucks nowadays. I've absolutely no motivation nor inspiration to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the weather.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just the unexciting life I am leading. Or or or I'm just too busy bumming on my big black sofa watching Family Guy, Friends, and sappy melodramatic movies on cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been to anywhere interesting lately. No clubs, outings whatsoever la. That explains- No pictures. Anyways, I'm thinking of deleting this blog, my friendster and whatever there is online. Bahaha. Life's sucha drag when you're 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I actually add some colours to my hair after 2 years of abstinence from hair torturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah, my brain's dead about what more to blog, Friends is on anyway and I'm so proud of myself for dwloading CSI and jackass DS games. =)  Happy Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-975660191807322320?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/975660191807322320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=975660191807322320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/975660191807322320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/975660191807322320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-not-worth-it.html' title='Its not worth it.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-949033446776498768</id><published>2008-05-22T23:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:33:56.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For all the times I never never turned away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMs6CwDaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/t15LEs7ErqE/s1600-h/graduation+020[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203219647619403170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMs6CwDaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/t15LEs7ErqE/s320/graduation%2B020%255B2%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After 3 long torturous years, finally I walked across the red carpet to my diploma =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMsKCwDYI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-Z1FFV1DtYI/s1600-h/grad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203219634734501250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMsKCwDYI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-Z1FFV1DtYI/s320/grad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMsqCwDZI/AAAAAAAAAkc/vRafNSS8x1A/s1600-h/graduation+084[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203219643324435858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMsqCwDZI/AAAAAAAAAkc/vRafNSS8x1A/s320/graduation%2B084%255B2%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Returning our tak-terpakai matric card. I swear I had a hard time taking out my card from my cardholder since it was in it for like, erm...2 years?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMtaCwDbI/AAAAAAAAAks/vu7zdycaZ_0/s1600-h/grad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203219656209337778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMtaCwDbI/AAAAAAAAAks/vu7zdycaZ_0/s320/grad2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hi, welcome to Hogwarts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWOpKCwDeI/AAAAAAAAAlE/4m4Wi62uK4E/s1600-h/graduation+033%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203221782218149346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWOpKCwDeI/AAAAAAAAAlE/4m4Wi62uK4E/s320/graduation%2B033%255B2%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Graduates class of '08&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWOoKCwDdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/H-78tWOHVxM/s1600-h/graduation+031%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203221765038280146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWOoKCwDdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/H-78tWOHVxM/s320/graduation%2B031%255B2%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay, last photo for the...last time.HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMtaCwDcI/AAAAAAAAAk0/PNkuyZQMF08/s1600-h/grad+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203219656209337794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMtaCwDcI/AAAAAAAAAk0/PNkuyZQMF08/s320/grad+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lastly, SELAMATS AHHH SKOLAH. aper itu skolah? (next year aku masok skolah balik jgn remind aku aper itu skolah k. thanks.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, BTT nabei chibai in 2 weeks from now.&lt;br /&gt;Naq is making me having cold sweat saying it was chicken mcnuggets!&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of chix mcnuggets, its making me hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Aku benci Jordin Sparks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-949033446776498768?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/949033446776498768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=949033446776498768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/949033446776498768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/949033446776498768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-all-times-i-never-never-turned-away.html' title='For all the times I never never turned away.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SDWMs6CwDaI/AAAAAAAAAkk/t15LEs7ErqE/s72-c/graduation%2B020%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4346691110406603494</id><published>2008-05-20T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:11:16.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grads</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, this wasn't my plan, you know. Putting studies on hold, working PART-time.Just had to emphasize the part-time. I mean, putting studies on hold is fine but just working part-time when I have all the time in the world is merepek.Haha. According to my parents that is! &lt;br /&gt;But working part-time is fine cause I'll have all the time is the world, right?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. And when I have all the time in the world, what do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking took up a second job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is graduation and I hope the stupid gown I just ironed wont turn out like crumpled paper later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4346691110406603494?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4346691110406603494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4346691110406603494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4346691110406603494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4346691110406603494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/05/grads.html' title='grads'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-567246535427038721</id><published>2008-05-09T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:43:41.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live &amp; Learn</title><content type='html'>I apologize for the lack of updates. To think about it, why would I even wanna apologize? Its up to you to read this piece of junk or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it somewhat redundant to rant and rant about life right now... Cause life's been peachy. My bestfriends practically dragged me out on one of my working days to JB for a birthday dinner at Hyatt Hotel. My puakes, distant yet so near dragged me out to ECP just to gather and blow candles for a belated birthday yesterday.My boyfriend...he's just awesome la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what i'm saying is that stop ranting about how life's being a bitch. Haha. Or maybe, I was like that before. I think it was just teen angst uh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say that I love my job cuz I got to sleep the whole afternoon and even have time to meet up with my GFs. Ahhh life's peachy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S and Puakes, thanks for the cute lil' cake and the cute lil' gothic thingy (HAHA!) and all the story telling till dawn yesterday. Much Much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye aku nak mandi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-567246535427038721?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/567246535427038721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=567246535427038721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/567246535427038721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/567246535427038721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/05/live-learn.html' title='Live &amp; Learn'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5277848764611679153</id><published>2008-04-25T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T19:34:28.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause there's beauty in the breakdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shaking like a dog shittin' razorblades,&lt;br /&gt;waking up next to nothing after dreaming of you and me&lt;br /&gt;I'm waking up all alone, waking up so relieved&lt;br /&gt;while you're taking your time with apologies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Being 20 is all about neither giving a damn about psycho bitches luring around nor being too trusting. I won't wish for you to just drop dead cause I really dont have the time wishing for you to die. And I couldnt care less if you read this crap, or your bestfriends or whoever that is related to you. You have issues with yourself and YOU'RE ONE IN DENIAL FUCK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh, you really don't have to waste your time typing out a long ass message on Friendster to me, confessing to dirty deeds and BEGGING me not to tell your bestfriend that you've confessed. Cause why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Why of cause you didnt want your bestfriend to know that whatever you've told him/her about whatever that had happened was actually just a...ermm... a fucking figment of your imagination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So tell me, how psycho can one get? This one is the epitomy of psycho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I'll do a proper entry regarding my 20th and sort. And yesterday I went Dblo after so long (since sept last year!) and MOS. MOS was disappointing, the crowd sucks and only main arena was opened cause Smoove which was spinning house and trance music was empty so they closed the area. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I gotta go rest, work at 12am later. Mucho love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5277848764611679153?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5277848764611679153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5277848764611679153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5277848764611679153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5277848764611679153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/04/cause-theres-beauty-in-breakdown.html' title='Cause there&apos;s beauty in the breakdown.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5692589568611716270</id><published>2008-04-11T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T15:08:59.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>won't you show me wheres the money is.</title><content type='html'>I'm back to what I do best- picking up calls.&lt;br /&gt;Back to Mcdelivery, back to unconventional working hours.&lt;br /&gt;Like tonight, I start work at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow, we're heading to the zoo before heading to work at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents finally accepted the fact that I do not want to continue school straight away.But I hope they will accept the fact that I've used the 100 bucks for the application fee that they gave to me. &lt;br /&gt;Oh! I met up with Fi yesterday after so long cuz girl wanna get apple bottom jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my dad finally bought me a new phone la fuccccck! U guys wouldnt wanna know what phone I was using before this, seriously.Like finally, daddy. What took you so long to realise I was in dire need of a new phone? Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fi aku nak gmbr. ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5692589568611716270?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5692589568611716270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5692589568611716270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5692589568611716270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5692589568611716270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/04/wont-you-show-me-wheres-money-is.html' title='won&apos;t you show me wheres the money is.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-9082269963353848315</id><published>2008-04-08T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T17:20:43.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday with me.</title><content type='html'>some random dude, probably someone I've never chat with before asked me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"in the club?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went... "HUH?". Whenever I gave a huge HUH, it seriously means that I got no fucking idea what u're talking about. Not one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he went on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"in the club today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy probably dropped out of kindegarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked, "WHAT in the club?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT the point of time, it suddenly hit me that he wanna know whether i'm clubbing tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today is Tuesday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He answered, "SO?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THE REST IS FUCKING HISTORY. go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does all this mask whatever I really wanna blog actually? About feeling stupid and foolish lately?&lt;br /&gt;About trying my best to think positively, to not burst my own bubble.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I suddenly dont think about it but you triggered my memory and I have to relive it all over again. I'm a fake, I'm pretentious. And I did all these cause i'm a sucker for you... and your feelings.And all cause I'm being this selfless motherfucking bitch, I am killing myself.So why dont you just shoot me in the head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-9082269963353848315?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/9082269963353848315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=9082269963353848315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/9082269963353848315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/9082269963353848315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/04/tuesday-with-me.html' title='Tuesday with me.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5942946472696317887</id><published>2008-04-04T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T00:26:22.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last straw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few questions that I need to know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How you could ever hurt me so &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to know what I've done wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And how long it's been going on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was it that I never paid enough attention &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or did I not give enough affection &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not only will your answers keep me sane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'll know never to make the same mistake again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can tell me to my face &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or even on the phone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can write it in a letter &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Either way I've have to know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did I never treat you right&lt;br /&gt;Did I always start the fight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Either way I'm going out of my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the answers to my questions I have to find&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;To whom, this may be concerned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To those who may want to learn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm writing this to you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The last straw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You've drained out my energy, my tears, my hopes that I once had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've never knew that trust can be so easy to find, and maybe a little difficult to lose. I pray that I could still trust you this time around, but as I sat here typing this ridiculous entry away, I found out too soon that forgiving and trusting you will be shooting myself in the foot. Trust was like a piece of me for I, as naive as I can be, put it all on you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They say, "What goes around,comes around"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I say, I hope it wont happen to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For I wouldnt want you to experience this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This most excruciating heartbreak moment I am feeling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You say, why wld I wanna put this all up for every single soul to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These dirty laundry I am hanging up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;writing it in my diary would means I would chance upon it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope blogger closes down one fine day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Close down for good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And take away the memories with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5942946472696317887?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5942946472696317887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5942946472696317887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5942946472696317887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5942946472696317887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-straw.html' title='The last straw'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4060232427189146664</id><published>2008-04-01T04:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T04:11:27.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AKU STRESS PASAL GI FRIENDSTER TAKLEH, GI WEBSITE LAIN TAKLEH,&lt;br /&gt;GI KEJE, TAKDE KEJE,&lt;br /&gt;GI BERAK TAKLEH&lt;br /&gt;GI TIDO, TAKNAK&lt;br /&gt;GI MANDI, BESOK AHHHH&lt;br /&gt;GI TGK TV, MALAS AHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABEH APER LAGI...&lt;br /&gt;GI MAMPOS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4060232427189146664?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4060232427189146664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4060232427189146664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4060232427189146664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4060232427189146664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/04/aku-stress-pasal-gi-friendster-takleh.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5930941705891490114</id><published>2008-03-27T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T00:25:02.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok Bongok</title><content type='html'>My Bangkok trip is tomorrow, wait today. No wait. Later in the morning. Sheesh! Was that thaaaaat difficult??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done packing yet, I kept thinking I missed out some stuffs. Oh yeah, my bras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;its been a helluva long time since I last had a family vacation. The last one was to New Zealand and that was what, 5-6 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;God, sometimes I miss having my late uncle around who used to organize all these family vacations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yeah, I had a superb time over at Naqqies' bday pit during Good Friday but I'll blog more about it when I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I hope I'll enjoy my last stick to the fullest baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s AMIRUL, YOU DON'T BE NOTTI KAY. LATER I SPANK YOU THEN YOU KNOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5930941705891490114?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5930941705891490114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5930941705891490114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5930941705891490114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5930941705891490114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/03/bangkok-bongok.html' title='Bangkok Bongok'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7900980930602308673</id><published>2008-03-20T01:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T01:58:11.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanilla Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As promised, I present to you the pictures to the gig over at Earshot cafe. Since I just got home from my very fineeeee dining experience, I am a happy girl tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FMpp3KsuI/AAAAAAAAAkM/GnciAY8f1nA/s1600-h/earshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179505324948370146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FMpp3KsuI/AAAAAAAAAkM/GnciAY8f1nA/s320/earshot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FLkZ3KsqI/AAAAAAAAAjs/wjoyXZieboY/s1600-h/earshot+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179504135242429090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FLkZ3KsqI/AAAAAAAAAjs/wjoyXZieboY/s320/earshot+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That day I was supposed to swing by Earshot Cafe to catch Nini's performance but Naqqies called me at the right moment and I dragged everyone to the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FLk53KssI/AAAAAAAAAj8/479oXKruQao/s1600-h/earshot+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179504143832363714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FLk53KssI/AAAAAAAAAj8/479oXKruQao/s320/earshot+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The place was fucking easy to find but boys and bikes sure dont do good job. I guessed we might have rode past this exact place the umpteenth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FLlJ3KstI/AAAAAAAAAkE/BSjJ_t0viug/s1600-h/earshot+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179504148127331026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FLlJ3KstI/AAAAAAAAAkE/BSjJ_t0viug/s320/earshot+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alep ditepi tu actually tgh feeling SENDOK BOYZ.Orang pat tepi semer tgh kecoh2, dialah sorang tgh dgr mp3 and taknak layan saper2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FLkp3KsrI/AAAAAAAAAj0/-L7fuHvh63s/s1600-h/earshot+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179504139537396402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FLkp3KsrI/AAAAAAAAAj0/-L7fuHvh63s/s320/earshot+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alah mushy-mushy! Sayang kamu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK8Z3KslI/AAAAAAAAAjE/KJ4Tf_xqn5k/s1600-h/earshot+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179503448047661650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK8Z3KslI/AAAAAAAAAjE/KJ4Tf_xqn5k/s320/earshot+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Place was fucking packed and if you moved an inch to the left, a pillar will block you. If you moved to the right, a fat dude will block you. Pack like that ah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK8Z3KsmI/AAAAAAAAAjM/5ai52wQsE7E/s1600-h/earshot+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179503448047661666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK8Z3KsmI/AAAAAAAAAjM/5ai52wQsE7E/s320/earshot+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Kak Ger rasa lagu dibawaknya Ok tapi pitching-nya harus dijaga yer. Nanti terlalu pitchy. Gerak-Geri nya boleh di-improve yer. Syabas Raihani, awak ader peluang untuk ke final yer."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku feeling Rahimah Rahim pulakkkkk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK8p3KsnI/AAAAAAAAAjU/eAG1f5qu58A/s1600-h/earshot+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179503452342628978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK8p3KsnI/AAAAAAAAAjU/eAG1f5qu58A/s320/earshot+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My bestfweeeens one. Very pretty-pretty one. Buy one get two free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK8p3KsoI/AAAAAAAAAjc/j8H7RHWhWTs/s1600-h/earshot+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179503452342628994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK8p3KsoI/AAAAAAAAAjc/j8H7RHWhWTs/s320/earshot+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh si mentel! Ama, your friend's eyes ahhh MADNESS sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK853KspI/AAAAAAAAAjk/9AjcVBdoo7g/s1600-h/earshot+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179503456637596306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FK853KspI/AAAAAAAAAjk/9AjcVBdoo7g/s320/earshot+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since it was some sort like a hiphop shitzy type of gig, we also feeling the ISHHHH. PEACE OUT A TOWN ahh apa lagiiiik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FKVZ3KskI/AAAAAAAAAi8/2KR0BGBpoHk/s1600-h/earshot+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179502778032763458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FKVZ3KskI/AAAAAAAAAi8/2KR0BGBpoHk/s320/earshot+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Bie, Bie! I rap lagi bagos tau!" Sweet or what Dan. Must whisper-whisper to the girlpren! Abeh Amirul muka classic. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FKU53KsjI/AAAAAAAAAi0/cDGfpwNt72I/s1600-h/earshot+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179502769442828850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FKU53KsjI/AAAAAAAAAi0/cDGfpwNt72I/s320/earshot+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FKU53KsiI/AAAAAAAAAis/vGMiHefu_tk/s1600-h/earshot+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont ask me why my friends have classic boring faces except Maria. Don't ask me kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FKUp3KshI/AAAAAAAAAik/-gMY32vhFLI/s1600-h/earshot+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179502765147861522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FKUp3KshI/AAAAAAAAAik/-gMY32vhFLI/s320/earshot+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To Bencoolen for supper and Esplanade for lepak session after performance. I recorded Nini's performance but youtube cam nabei chibai so you guys wait again la kan till I can upload it to blogger. The gig was a tad too hiphop-ish for my friends and I but it sure was a reminiscent of my adolescence. Yes, I used to go thru that phase of going to hiphop gigs. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FKUJ3KsgI/AAAAAAAAAic/xpDhtVDep0Q/s1600-h/pit+043A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179502756557926914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FKUJ3KsgI/AAAAAAAAAic/xpDhtVDep0Q/s320/pit+043A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS HAPPY HAPPY 6TH MONTH MUHAMMAD AMIRUL BIN ZAINAL! So its only 6 months not 6 years.But Gue Sayang Banget sama luh! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7900980930602308673?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7900980930602308673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7900980930602308673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7900980930602308673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7900980930602308673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/03/vanilla-sky.html' title='Vanilla Sky'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R-FMpp3KsuI/AAAAAAAAAkM/GnciAY8f1nA/s72-c/earshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3892965523011237260</id><published>2008-03-15T22:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:18:41.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penny Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjdJ3KsfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/shSqe3d7p-U/s1600-h/wedding+030[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177982286595535346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjdJ3KsfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/shSqe3d7p-U/s320/wedding+030%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lastest wedding I attended was Nurul's &amp;amp; Sofian's wedding and the food was awesome nak mampos. Selamat pengatin baru ya korang. Anyways, like I've mentioned, it wouldn't be complete without me in kurungs. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjIZ3KsaI/AAAAAAAAAhs/47iEZvKlQ80/s1600-h/wedding+008[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177981930113249698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjIZ3KsaI/AAAAAAAAAhs/47iEZvKlQ80/s320/wedding+008%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjIp3KsdI/AAAAAAAAAiE/8-0g7jO5HLo/s1600-h/wedding+023[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177981934408217042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjIp3KsdI/AAAAAAAAAiE/8-0g7jO5HLo/s320/wedding+023%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The decor was nice, bride &amp;amp; groom looked awesome and food was delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjIZ3KsbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/gkBYswuPqxA/s1600-h/wedding+017A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177981930113249714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjIZ3KsbI/AAAAAAAAAh0/gkBYswuPqxA/s320/wedding+017A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjIp3KscI/AAAAAAAAAh8/tv9c8waFHf4/s1600-h/wedding+019[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177981934408217026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjIp3KscI/AAAAAAAAAh8/tv9c8waFHf4/s320/wedding+019%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sacred Muslima not? Okay, pass ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjI53KseI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1Ou2s0Rj5dk/s1600-h/wedding+028A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177981938703184354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjI53KseI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1Ou2s0Rj5dk/s320/wedding+028A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the end of it, kaki aku melecit part two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wany's 20th Birthday @ East Coast Lagoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9viIZ3KsVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xGn5u7apjPw/s1600-h/20th-EC100.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9viIp3KsXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/U1Ok78eVMAk/s1600-h/pictures+017A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177980834896589170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9viIp3KsXI/AAAAAAAAAhU/U1Ok78eVMAk/s320/pictures+017A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were browsing thru cakes and cakes to get for Wany and Naq got the sinking feeling she wouldn't even realise this was actually a hankerchief-shaped like a slice of cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vheZ3KsQI/AAAAAAAAAgc/0p4D0rgIYcs/s1600-h/20th-EC010[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177980109047116034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vheZ3KsQI/AAAAAAAAAgc/0p4D0rgIYcs/s320/20th-EC010%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I TOLD YOU SO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9viJJ3KsYI/AAAAAAAAAhc/OfjDLoNci1U/s1600-h/pictures+035A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177980843486523778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9viJJ3KsYI/AAAAAAAAAhc/OfjDLoNci1U/s320/pictures+035A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wany was so disappointed when she saw us seating at the table which was full of leftovers cuz our bimbo girl here thought we ate without her. PADAHAL PADAHAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we lied till she mentioned " I was just thinking of treating you guys!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At that point we had to admit la kan. She spent ard 100 odds on us and the tawkey of the stall even gave a red packet and a discount. Save sikit duit akak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177980843486523794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9viJJ3KsZI/AAAAAAAAAhk/TRG-57iDRng/s320/pictures+040A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then again, after Wany ate that hanky-looking cake, she must have thought we totally didnt get her a REAL cake or something. So while we girls do what we do best, the guys and Wany's cousin took the cake which the tawkey seafood helped us stored in his fridge out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vhep3KsRI/AAAAAAAAAgk/QZiZQdCaEXk/s1600-h/20th-EC041[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177980113342083346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vhep3KsRI/AAAAAAAAAgk/QZiZQdCaEXk/s320/20th-EC041%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anjat birthday girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9viIZ3KsVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xGn5u7apjPw/s1600-h/20th-EC100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177980830601621842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9viIZ3KsVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/xGn5u7apjPw/s320/20th-EC100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vhe53KsUI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1M2a5DOqTNg/s1600-h/20th-EC082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177980117637050690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vhe53KsUI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1M2a5DOqTNg/s320/20th-EC082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After makan and stuffs, headed towards somewhere la ard ECP also. Where the boys plus Wany's cousin talked abt nothing (else that matters) but bikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vhep3KsSI/AAAAAAAAAgs/5L1YDMsyH_U/s1600-h/20th-EC065[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177980113342083362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vhep3KsSI/AAAAAAAAAgs/5L1YDMsyH_U/s320/20th-EC065%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vhe53KsTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/XGSFVbrj5g0/s1600-h/20th-EC066[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177980117637050674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vhe53KsTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/XGSFVbrj5g0/s320/20th-EC066%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last...class photo la apa lagi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for the lambat-nak-mampos-sampai-rambot-naik-beruban entry but I've been contemplating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watch out for Nini's performance pictures, Amirul's family pit pictures and lots more lively entries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY NAQQIES. DAH BESAR AKAK. Next month will be my 17th bday pulak. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vhe53KsTI/AAAAAAAAAg0/XGSFVbrj5g0/s1600-h/20th-EC066[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9viIp3KsWI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ZyoJwiVZtrY/s1600-h/Image2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3892965523011237260?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3892965523011237260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3892965523011237260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3892965523011237260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3892965523011237260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/03/penny-lane.html' title='Penny Lane'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R9vjdJ3KsfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/shSqe3d7p-U/s72-c/wedding+030%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7201594140202014544</id><published>2008-03-12T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T02:29:29.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORRY FOR THE LACK OF UPDATES BUT IM FUCKING BUSY PLAYING MY SIMS. And I havent been patient enough to upload the whole lot of pictures uhhh. Soooooooon babies, I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7201594140202014544?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7201594140202014544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7201594140202014544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7201594140202014544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7201594140202014544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry-for-lack-of-updates-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-8186269982150319661</id><published>2008-03-01T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T02:09:50.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause at the end, its all worth it.</title><content type='html'>Even after my last day of the whole entire miserable, maybe not thaaaat miserable poly life, I thought I would be doing what most kids do during the school hols- being an insomniac, online 24/7... you get my drift. But I am certainly not doing what I have been planning to do once I'm done with school.and its frustrating!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apart from my permanent school hols (till I get accepted into a decent uni, that is)...&lt;br /&gt;apart from my house being like a warzone,with drilling, hammering in the MORNING etc and apeks plus makotai entering &amp; leaving the house due to the renovation of kitchen...&lt;br /&gt;apart from the whole kitchen is now smack right in the middle of the dining room and us having to have takeouts till the next week or so...&lt;br /&gt;apart from getting sleepy way too early (at this hour, its considered a tad late already, ya know)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is wonderful ahhhhhhh! poly finished liao(insert cheena's accent)! *throws confetti but aims at hate taggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should a start a journey to a more meaningful life like, RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like further updating the blog with pictures from Wany's 20th (well, its not always a girl turns 20 and still doesnt know how to differentiate a hanky-looking slice of cake to a real cake- hehehe), wedding pictures (Aahhh, blogs wouldnt be complete w/o pictures of the owner looking like a sacred muslima- just had to put it in. bear with me on this one,folks. haha),Nini's performance pictures (it was one heck of a show- a must see!) when i have the fucking time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'll start my journey by continuing reading my harry potter and constantly reminding myself to stop being a huge whore and sleeping with different bolsters every single night .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh harry potter, you sexy lil wizard. I'll be a slut to you anytime.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love from my final installment of HP and myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-8186269982150319661?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/8186269982150319661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=8186269982150319661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8186269982150319661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8186269982150319661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/03/cause-at-end-its-all-worth-it.html' title='Cause at the end, its all worth it.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3536857772620487636</id><published>2008-02-22T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:47:25.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGZZZZ MACAM AKU TAKOT GITU</title><content type='html'>LIKE OMG! HATE TAGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam aku give a damn gitu la kan.&lt;br /&gt;since kau cakap ENGRISH AKU MCM TAK BTOL, lemme converse in malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know bout you guys, but from my (*counts) 5 years or so in blogging, I came across too many hate tags from my own blog or from others.The victims were usually put down by these ppl by their bad command of english yada yada yada. And these victims usually retaliate by blogging abt how they received hate tags etc by using &lt;s&gt;good&lt;/s&gt;(not the right word here) BEST command of english EVERRRRRRRR that even those guys who set the english OLEVELS paper, cambridge or woodbrigde or wherever they came from la kan couldn't understand! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me take precious time off from revision and answer these tak-perlu-dianswer-but-gonna-do-it-anyway tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first unsightly tag came from "...".&lt;br /&gt;-okay, YOU MUST BE AN ENGLISH TEACHER. pasal engrish aku tak se-madness as kau, aku reply je ehh dlm melayu pasar aku ehhh. kau tak marah kan? But if you're french, i'll try my best to translate them later. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not an english teacher, then you must be a beauty consultant cum counsellor. Thanks for the conselling service on my indenial and beauty tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NEXT!&lt;br /&gt;"Just a passer-by". nice name ;)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the advice JAP (can i call you that? JAP?), I reflected on myself a few minutes ago and I saw my reflection on the mirror... I saw a few strands of hair peeking out of my tudung! HAHAH. Okay I'm kidding. Ok no offence to my lovely tudung girls. I find you girls very demure la kan. But thats not the point.The point is, my parents are scary shit people. They were always threatening me that they would send me to madrasah(when I was young you see) if I was naughty. So I've always had that mentality that ppl who attended madrasah will turned out to be angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part gotta be the part you mentioned SACRED MUSLIMA! I gotta love these tags.&lt;br /&gt;I dont rmm blogging abt myself being a sacred muslima. Madrasah pon aku tak pernah pegi! Mak bapak aku tak bising tau aku bukan SACRED MUSLIMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So criticise me, judge me and hate me for all I fucking care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S &lt;br /&gt;Tolong ehh nak baca blog orang, takmo nak mengamok sendiri ehh.So tell me, who should grow some brains now? Maybe if you hate that entry so much, you try deleting it la. Oh, you mean you can't? Damn it. What a waste ehh. Takpe la, atleast ader tagboard for you guys to show me some love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3536857772620487636?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3536857772620487636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3536857772620487636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3536857772620487636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3536857772620487636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/02/omgzzzz-macam-aku-takot-gitu.html' title='OMGZZZZ MACAM AKU TAKOT GITU'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7002191757610210599</id><published>2008-02-07T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T02:39:40.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is a losing game</title><content type='html'>People make bad choices in the past. Heck, even I made the stupidest or silliest choices when I was younger. (ehem ehem, not that I'm old but am getting there. heh)&lt;br /&gt;But to say my boyfriend, yes that the one, made good choices is a lie. A big fat one indeed. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a nosey-kinda-gf. I'm afraid its in me. I can't help it *shrugs&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not nosey, what a wrong choice of word.See! I've already made a wrong choice! Maybe, I'm more of an intuitive kinda gf. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I meant by wrong choices might not be that wrong to him.Oh fuck, it's my blog, I'll say it anyway! &lt;br /&gt;I'm not snooping, just looking around in his MSN where his bad choices all lie in the type of girls he befriended back then.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what do single-mingle teensters do at this hour? Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Single-mingle teensters (Let's just call them SMT) surf the net, especially Myspace, Friendster etc etc and oogling at Single-mingle (probably or probably not) male teensters.&lt;br /&gt;2. SMT chat on the phone till their dads &amp; moms wake up suddenly to pee and hung up the phone abruptly.And sadly at some ungodly hour in the morning, when the conversation was at the peak of the excitement.Cuz it was at the very part, the guy asked the umpteenth time "Asal you lom tido lagi?Tak ngantok ke?"&lt;br /&gt;3.SMT chat online. THIS PART, SESUNGGUHNYA AKU BENCI, SEBENCI-BENCINYER.The very reason this entry existed. When its late at night and when I am contemplating on whether should I smoke or should I shit and smoke, I usually go online on MSN. Well, sometimes mine (which I'm always appearing offline) but I went in my bf's msn too.&lt;br /&gt;Like, just few minds ago (time check 2.20AM). SERIOUSLY, SERIOUSLY! What do girls do in the morning man! God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats-her-face, don't go up to me (in other words, my  bf) and try to butter him up. I dunno if he would even entertain you in the first place, I swear I wouldn't know. But at this hour, your only motive would probably be that your goddamn bored or in need of some flirting. But since you're still what, 16,17, there are probably enough male adolescent in msn lingering at this hour too. So there, don't you ever heard of the unwritten rule of relationship? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't go "hey you!" on me. &lt;br /&gt;And..."don't you remember me?"&lt;br /&gt;When my bf (or rather, me) said he doesnt, you don't give your nickname, whatever crap you managed to shit it out during your physics period! Like MOMMA FUCKME or something like this! Don't tell me your little friends go around calling you "MOMMA!MOMMA!" No, they dont. So there. Grow some brains. Atleast, I'm nice and called you guys teensters instead of young people or some other funny names that adults (chey chey!) called u guys okay *pats girl with ugly makeup and too much lipgloss on the head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, this is pretty lengthy.A tad angst-y at some angles. &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have my much deserved smoke now. Girls this days...they should be whip! Or rather, sent to madrasah or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7002191757610210599?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7002191757610210599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7002191757610210599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7002191757610210599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7002191757610210599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-is-losing-game.html' title='love is a losing game'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-1792022206553245257</id><published>2008-02-06T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T18:14:21.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mBqoR_XGI/AAAAAAAAAeg/WbsLDjRWCSk/s1600-h/ecp+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Update on Amirul's birthday on the 26th Jan. It's a tad outdated, but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puakes were there ard 6pm on that Sat when I told them to be there ard 8. Cuz they were bored and had nowhere to go and wait for Amirul and myself, they sat right by the bustop, whereby my boyfriend was riding past them.&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD eh he didnt notice the whole lot of them sitting there and not even making any effort to camouflage themselves or maybe scram somewhere la kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you guys were sweet. They bought a nice pretty cake that I asked for and even Amirul was shocked to find them over at ECP singing BabyLove for him while approaching us! Suhhhhh-weeeeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mBqoR_XHI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QXz5UrsEDYA/s1600-h/ecp+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163801017124346994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mBqoR_XHI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QXz5UrsEDYA/s320/ecp+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed spot cause no table to BBQ. Our mini BBQ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mBq4R_XII/AAAAAAAAAew/atbPxcY8rgw/s1600-h/ecp+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163801021419314306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mBq4R_XII/AAAAAAAAAew/atbPxcY8rgw/s320/ecp+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mat-mat motos' helmets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mBq4R_XJI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Ddie-wEdjoI/s1600-h/ecp+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163801021419314322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mBq4R_XJI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Ddie-wEdjoI/s320/ecp+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mA4IR_XCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/IvNp3g73v5E/s1600-h/ecp+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163800149540953122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mA4IR_XCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/IvNp3g73v5E/s320/ecp+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before everyone got oily from the BBQ and stuffs. Wany came later on with her bicylce. I just had to mention that. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mA4oR_XDI/AAAAAAAAAeI/za5qyq70EPI/s1600-h/ecp+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163800158130887730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mA4oR_XDI/AAAAAAAAAeI/za5qyq70EPI/s320/ecp+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirul setting up the mini pit with the boys which was awesome. The pit is so cute and economical. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mA44R_XEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/BE76UrqbyXY/s1600-h/ecp+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163800162425855042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mA44R_XEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/BE76UrqbyXY/s320/ecp+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6l-ooR_W7I/AAAAAAAAAdI/5yl_j_Jy8pE/s1600-h/ecp+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163797684229725106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6l-ooR_W7I/AAAAAAAAAdI/5yl_j_Jy8pE/s320/ecp+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6l-o4R_W8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ciz5O1M5q2A/s1600-h/ecp+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163797688524692418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6l-o4R_W8I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ciz5O1M5q2A/s320/ecp+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, there were ard 2kg of chix wings, 3 pkts of sausages, 3 pkts of crabsticks (and 1 pkt all raw eaten by Naq,herself- pompuan giler). And there was still leftovers after they left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mA5IR_XFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lVgx0zle7xE/s1600-h/ecp+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163800166720822354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mA5IR_XFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lVgx0zle7xE/s320/ecp+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mAKYR_W-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/5exIeaFF3b8/s1600-h/ecp+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163799363561937890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mAKYR_W-I/AAAAAAAAAdg/5exIeaFF3b8/s320/ecp+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were feeling nostalgic with the kinda effect and Wany's bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mALYR_W_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/rmmgowwuqCw/s1600-h/ecp+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163799380741807090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mALYR_W_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/rmmgowwuqCw/s320/ecp+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "chocolate ganas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mAL4R_XAI/AAAAAAAAAdw/LxT6S5-0A3g/s1600-h/ecp+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163799389331741698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mAL4R_XAI/AAAAAAAAAdw/LxT6S5-0A3g/s320/ecp+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mAMYR_XBI/AAAAAAAAAd4/tTEwyX1-FIY/s1600-h/ecp+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163799397921676306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mAMYR_XBI/AAAAAAAAAd4/tTEwyX1-FIY/s320/ecp+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6l-oIR_W5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Utrmy1GKwBg/s1600-h/ecp+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163797675639790482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6l-oIR_W5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Utrmy1GKwBg/s320/ecp+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked an uncle nearby who was tgh memotek with Auntie la kan. Then he helped us took the picture and said  "AAAA-BEEEEEE-CEEEEEE". Mana nak dapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163797679934757794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6l-oYR_W6I/AAAAAAAAAdA/ygX9ABK1K-U/s320/ecp+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6l-pIR_W9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/NInhvurbfHY/s1600-h/ecp+111A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163797692819659730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6l-pIR_W9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/NInhvurbfHY/s320/ecp+111A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if our love was a story book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We would meet on the very first page&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last chapter would be about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I'm thankful for the life we've made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope you had the best 19th. I hope I'll be by your side for many more birthdays to come. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-1792022206553245257?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/1792022206553245257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=1792022206553245257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1792022206553245257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1792022206553245257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/02/19th-birthday.html' title='19th Birthday'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R6mBqoR_XHI/AAAAAAAAAeo/QXz5UrsEDYA/s72-c/ecp+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4058605713879113847</id><published>2008-01-28T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T02:05:51.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My BOYFRIEND and BABY JAH!</title><content type='html'>I know Naq loves impromtu-ness as much as I do!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my baby's birthday and puakes, gua sayang sama lu ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they jiwa beb, jiwaaaaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Anyways I think I'll post an entry on the Friday's impromtu-ness first cuz the yesterday's issue too fast to blog about. Akak kan slow processing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up and ready for my practical test in school but Mr Bean and friend wanna come early to school cuz of some stuffs that I screwed up. HAHA. By the time the test was over, I skipped lecture and went straight to Mirul's place and slept like a mutherfucking babi burok mintak kene sembelih, while my bf was busy cleaning the house and even when the bro's gf reached the place, I was still in my pig's foetal position. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirul is a die-die must do person, if never do, later cannot sleep or later backside itchy.So we ride to Parkway Parade to get YELLOW paint marker type la and then Alep called to ask where we were heading cuz he was fetching Naqqies. AND the whole impromtu-ness stared. Cuz Alep and Mirul like BFF already, everytime must meet la kan, they came over to Marine Parade to buat kacau and try to think of later plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCLYR_WtI/AAAAAAAAAbY/qg1xKtbU95c/s1600-h/pichas+040[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160212773812001490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCLYR_WtI/AAAAAAAAAbY/qg1xKtbU95c/s320/pichas+040%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akak vey busy noh, colour-colour the tyre. Nie Mirul cekik darah tau. Tak tahu color tyre btol-btol. HEHE. I love u baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160212782401936098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCL4R_WuI/AAAAAAAAAbg/EkANE6HvnlU/s320/pichas+041%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all very professional, drinks all ready! Naqqies said my syrup sedap nak mamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCMYR_WvI/AAAAAAAAAbo/2M21Bw-QrFs/s1600-h/pichas+043[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160212790991870706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCMYR_WvI/AAAAAAAAAbo/2M21Bw-QrFs/s320/pichas+043%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEpoR_WyI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Tb4V8Dox210/s1600-h/pichas+046A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160215492526299938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEpoR_WyI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Tb4V8Dox210/s320/pichas+046A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We busy coloring the tyre, the other two busy looking ONLY and TAKE PICTURE ONLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCMoR_WwI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ASq-VsuOiTw/s1600-h/pichas+044[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160212795286838018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCMoR_WwI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ASq-VsuOiTw/s320/pichas+044%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCM4R_WxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QkZMuzbWgXw/s1600-h/pichas+045[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160212799581805330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCM4R_WxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QkZMuzbWgXw/s320/pichas+045%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one, not enough love la, thats why. Jakon punya orang! Naq named Mirul's bike Baby Jah after Alep's Baby Yaya. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEp4R_WzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9OwuDwkD2EQ/s1600-h/pichas+048[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160215496821267250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEp4R_WzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/9OwuDwkD2EQ/s320/pichas+048%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we got bored colouring and became minah moto. Auntie behind also wanna pose uh. The hand on the neck pose. Sexy uuuu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEqIR_W0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/v5T1DJ0zqaU/s1600-h/pichas+049[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160215501116234562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEqIR_W0I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/v5T1DJ0zqaU/s320/pichas+049%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEqYR_W1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/CqVx36QtPOM/s1600-h/pichas+052[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160215505411201874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEqYR_W1I/AAAAAAAAAcY/CqVx36QtPOM/s320/pichas+052%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because the boys aka boys minyak budget, we went over to the Lagoon over at ECP for dinner and met up with the other babies- Dan and Diy. Naq and I went and search for tables while the boys parked their bikes and we are now "Riders Maut". Mana mau dapat nama. You'll only get this name if you're a girl, carrying a helmet and without any guys strategically located nearby you. HAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEq4R_W2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/oNdgv7AD-o4/s1600-h/pichas+054[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160215514001136482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zEq4R_W2I/AAAAAAAAAcg/oNdgv7AD-o4/s320/pichas+054%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zGw4R_W3I/AAAAAAAAAco/74fhFhnCPaA/s1600-h/pichas+058[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160217816103607154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zGw4R_W3I/AAAAAAAAAco/74fhFhnCPaA/s320/pichas+058%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys and their bikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zGxIR_W4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/KA4rTv5_mIY/s1600-h/pichas+059[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160217820398574466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zGxIR_W4I/AAAAAAAAAcw/KA4rTv5_mIY/s320/pichas+059%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So these are the "Riders Maut"?&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/3799869354219081576-4058605713879113847?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4058605713879113847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4058605713879113847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4058605713879113847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4058605713879113847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/01/amirul.html' title='My BOYFRIEND and BABY JAH!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5zCLYR_WtI/AAAAAAAAAbY/qg1xKtbU95c/s72-c/pichas+040%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4842064486467622193</id><published>2008-01-28T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T01:25:38.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outdated piece of shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y354R_WjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/V40Eu3wMRUk/s1600-h/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160201478048012850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y354R_WjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/V40Eu3wMRUk/s320/Image1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19 Jan 08- JB escapade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y3TYR_WeI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-1uvfK_v7TU/s1600-h/DSC_5802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160200816623049186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y3TYR_WeI/AAAAAAAAAZg/-1uvfK_v7TU/s320/DSC_5802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beause I'm so outdated, like noone can be as outdated and slow processing as I am.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so outdated, it feels as though I am still wearing the same undies from last week.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y3TIR_WdI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Xn9s1642dzk/s1600-h/DSC_5794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160200812328081874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y3TIR_WdI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Xn9s1642dzk/s320/DSC_5794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, can't help it. Narcissism has taken  over me. No doofus. I was feeling ala-ala budak-budak YP ! AHAAHAHAHAHAHA! chibai. Any 16 years old reading this piece of shit? Why you guys like to take picture like that ahh? Not that I don't understand, hey! I'm still 16 okay. I understand. I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y3ToR_WfI/AAAAAAAAAZo/4qOowkRituA/s1600-h/DSC_5831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160200820918016498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y3ToR_WfI/AAAAAAAAAZo/4qOowkRituA/s320/DSC_5831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading over to JB, the initial plan was to surprise the bday girl, Nina and dragged her out to JB. But once we reached the place, I felt in love with Irfan Daniel. I'm sorry my babylove. (...and a tear drops from my eye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y3T4R_WgI/AAAAAAAAAZw/uq8CsT7wB74/s1600-h/DSC_5852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160200825212983810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y3T4R_WgI/AAAAAAAAAZw/uq8CsT7wB74/s320/DSC_5852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASAL KITA STEP TOURISTS DARI ALOR STAR. Everywhere must take picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160200829507951122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y3UIR_WhI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/oY6rahOsoHw/s320/DSC_5864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y36YR_WmI/AAAAAAAAAag/NE5i1M7BdZs/s1600-h/DSC_5919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160201486637947490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y36YR_WmI/AAAAAAAAAag/NE5i1M7BdZs/s320/DSC_5919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chibai face. Kenny Rogers over at JB sucks mutherfucking cock up.&lt;br /&gt;Cheap sluts, that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y36IR_WlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JCXjG9yEk-8/s1600-h/DSC_5918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160201482342980178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y36IR_WlI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JCXjG9yEk-8/s320/DSC_5918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FEAST FIT FOR A KING! taaa-daaah!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we spent over 100 ringgit on cheap sluts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5NYR_WqI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YymhK2eStn4/s1600-h/DSC_5922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160202912567089826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5NYR_WqI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YymhK2eStn4/s320/DSC_5922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dey, stupid dog! Dunno how to take picture daaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y36IR_WkI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gdwGXrfqCFw/s1600-h/DSC_5965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160201482342980162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y36IR_WkI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gdwGXrfqCFw/s320/DSC_5965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5NYR_WrI/AAAAAAAAAbI/aFx_58EWhCA/s1600-h/DSC_5968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160202912567089842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5NYR_WrI/AAAAAAAAAbI/aFx_58EWhCA/s320/DSC_5968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Hantu is the shit! RM10 for a movie where Micheal Jackson stars as the ghost.&lt;br /&gt;I swear that was Micheal Jackson. He turned Indon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5MoR_WnI/AAAAAAAAAao/1pj93DdrL-M/s1600-h/DSC_5971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160202899682187890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5MoR_WnI/AAAAAAAAAao/1pj93DdrL-M/s320/DSC_5971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH THIS ONE I CANNOT (I REPEAT- CANNOOOOOT) TAKE IT. AWIE!!! HAHAHAHAAH AWIE! AHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5NIR_WpI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gLsnR9XP3-A/s1600-h/DSC_5947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160202908272122514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5NIR_WpI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gLsnR9XP3-A/s320/DSC_5947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5M4R_WoI/AAAAAAAAAaw/58kC64ro4f8/s1600-h/DSC_5961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160202903977155202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y5M4R_WoI/AAAAAAAAAaw/58kC64ro4f8/s320/DSC_5961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we felt like secondary school all over again. JB was fun. With Movie, Kenny Rogers. Starbucks and two paxs of ciggies all for under 25 sing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y694R_WsI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EmdWO9eWMXE/s1600-h/DSC_6008A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160204845302373058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y694R_WsI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EmdWO9eWMXE/s320/DSC_6008A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abeh, macam mana nie, kalau kita feeling Spice Girls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4842064486467622193?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4842064486467622193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4842064486467622193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4842064486467622193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4842064486467622193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/01/outdated-piece-of-shit.html' title='outdated piece of shit'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R5y354R_WjI/AAAAAAAAAaI/V40Eu3wMRUk/s72-c/Image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-1254412086390964870</id><published>2008-01-22T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T12:22:04.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothin better to do</title><content type='html'>Blogging is so much fun in school. I was in school since 930am and my next tutorial is at 2pm. Oh whoa. &lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be watching ANTM as planned. But Mel, my bitch( who's actually just right infront of me) is being the ultimate irritant. HAHAH! We're infront of each other but we're communicating with each other through MSN. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, MSN is better.Cuz sometimes I get lazy talking. Speech can be sucha boring thing don't you think so? &lt;br /&gt;Alot of people came by our bench just now. Well, duhhh. we're sitting right infront of the water cooler. I wonder why do the school placed the bench in sucha way. Oh yeah, Elson just came by doing direct selling of his tibits which are 3 for a dollar. Can't believe I actually purchased those expired-looking chips and Iggy dropped by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I'm still waiting for ANTM to load in youtube. Everyone in school is jamming up the server by surfing porn. Well, I was just guessing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ANTM is almost done loading.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when i'm home, I such blog abt my JB trip cuz it was so much fun *flips hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-1254412086390964870?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/1254412086390964870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=1254412086390964870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1254412086390964870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/1254412086390964870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/01/nothin-better-to-do.html' title='nothin better to do'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3317697921716187562</id><published>2008-01-18T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T02:33:08.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>supersoak that hoe!</title><content type='html'>My index finger is swollen. how? &lt;br /&gt;Like ugly fat finger. how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tomorrow is last paper. how?&lt;br /&gt;how to write? &lt;br /&gt;with ugly fat finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was spent over at parkway parade. aku nyer second home perrrr.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;The girls wanted to go there after the paper cuz Strategic Marketing was a motherfucking dog and I left the lecture theatre, leaving 60 percent of the paper empty and probably the lecturers would fill it up for me. &lt;br /&gt;I love impromptu-ness! The cheeks, all of them wanting to eat at fish and co. HMPH! &lt;br /&gt;So Naq, ili, wany, nurul and my bf (giggles) decided on long john instead. HAHA. kental uh of course. I no money people no want to eat at fishy company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today town la as per normal,where else.We townies like brownies. We go town walk walk then sit.Sometimes I hate to sit and be aimless,clueless. If you wanna sit, sure why not. Can we do it over at Starbucks. With nice ambience and lattes?&lt;br /&gt;My bf loves to sit down, sit down uhh.Then when I wanna leave cuz I had to leave he says 5 mins, tmr test okay, not lecture. If lecture, I dont mind. Cuz I dont go. But test tau!! Test nevermind also. I don't mind. But havent revise tau. Mintak kene slit wrists (like what Naq planned to do) with the only pen I owned tau, my SITEL pen. The fucking nice pen that I kebas from my shift leader. Ahhh, u dunno right. Now you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go revise. &lt;br /&gt;But I fucking can't wait for Saturday. My fourth month(hehe), my trip to JB with the girls, my bf's bike. alaaaaaaaah. so many things, so little time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much much love, dougnuts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3317697921716187562?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3317697921716187562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3317697921716187562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3317697921716187562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3317697921716187562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/01/supersoak-that-hoe.html' title='supersoak that hoe!'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3180460586109735975</id><published>2008-01-15T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T05:19:03.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I go back to black</title><content type='html'>Lots of things are circling happily around my head, like how stars will dance and hopped on on leg when u hit your head too hard on something. You know... those cartoons...?Okay, nvm.And those stars have eyes, mouth and a nose. Okay, I shall stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test yesterday was disgustingly stupid. Cause how coincidentally that all those 15-20 marks questions were based on questions from tutorials? ESPECIALLY, when after the tests were over and you realised that you only been to ONE freaking tutorial since the semester starts. Then you start pondering howcome the questions all seemed vaguely familiar, like you've seen it somewhere. AHAH! Trust me to wreck my brain cells, sitting through the hour writing bullshit and to squint my way through to my neighbour's papers but to see absolutely nothing except for a long page of writings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doomed to fail. &lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers, toes and ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worse, I had the most dramatic argument with my boyfriend afterwards. As in Suria channel drama sort. Shit, this working-and-busy-with-school period is taking a toll on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 5 am and I can proudly announced that I've finished revising two chapters of the test that I'm taking later in the evening at 6 pm. I would have finished the whole revision if not for that stupid American Next Top Model show and its addictiveness. Plus the caffeine is really working its magic. Since i'm online, might as well stay up right and watch more ANTM and maybe change the blogskin. It looks too skinny for my liking. Is there such thing? Skinny blog skins? Is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Fiffy, Spill it out. You and Sani. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S Sometimes, my boyfriend doesn't even understand what I'm blogging. But he reads it anyway. Oh I love you so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3180460586109735975?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3180460586109735975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3180460586109735975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3180460586109735975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3180460586109735975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-go-back-to-black.html' title='I go back to black'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-2325587017747584566</id><published>2008-01-13T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T16:14:39.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truly madly deeply</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worst?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could lie down, listen to stupid sappy songs and just forget the world. But I can't cause I've got millions of things in my head right now.I'm a pessimist when it comes to being optimistic.What's the fucking point to be all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed when deep down you know something is definitely not right.You got to do something instead of telling people "Hey, look on the bright side!" or "Hey let's try being optimistic here. Its not that bad.". Cause you're just being a coward, refusing to face reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a penny for your thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-2325587017747584566?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/2325587017747584566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=2325587017747584566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2325587017747584566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2325587017747584566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/01/truly-madly-deeply.html' title='truly madly deeply'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7635745421368381892</id><published>2008-01-12T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:17:26.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I'm bored...</title><content type='html'>this is an impromptu entry cause i was supposed to be revising.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i just happened to wonder in here.&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to type a line or two or maybe a few more lines or i might type a whole paragraph! but then again, lets just do a proper entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was interesting. Hmm, lets see. Friday I was home. And so was I today. How bout tomorrow? Oh! HOME again. Okay, what's new?! HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the most silliest thing on Friday morning. I had class at 10 and I woke up at my usual timing, at 8. I showered and sat on my bed with my wet towel draped around me.&lt;br /&gt;(If my dad found out I sat on my bed with my wet towel, he would be very piss, mind you. But thats not the story.)&lt;br /&gt;The silliest thing was that, I put on my pyjamas back and went to the living room TO WATCH THE FUCKING TV. NOT GOING SCHOOL(like i had to do) BUT WATCH THE FUCKING TV.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, my actions amazed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when my classmates start calling me, I simply refused to pick up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I was girl in denial. I was home for a good cause. Not cause I was lazy, cause I was tired and I was gonna watch some tv. So let me be. At least for that day. Let me watch some tv and fell asleep on the couch.At least for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'm a good student cause I am never late for class. I swear!&lt;br /&gt;Its either I'm present or I'm absent for class. No in betweens. No late. If i'm late, I would just go errrrr... errr... shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I blabbed too much already, I'm gonna start on a very mind-boggling module called International Retailing and Franchising and apparently, it wont help even if I were to revise cause my notes are as though i've wiped the slate clean (literally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mumbles Helllppppp....*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7635745421368381892?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7635745421368381892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7635745421368381892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7635745421368381892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7635745421368381892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/01/cause-im-bored.html' title='Cause I&apos;m bored...'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-7839371391337574240</id><published>2008-01-06T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:08:53.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>si beh sian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't help it! sorry! My mind is a perpetual drifter and it tends to stray away from what I am supposedd to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OKAY I ACTUALLY WANTED TO BLOG ABT THIS PARTICUALR SOMEONE WHO LOOKS LIKE MR BEAN BUT THE FEMALE VERSION AND I GUESS SHE IS GONNA LIVE LONG CUZ SHE JUST CALLED ME!) in other words PUKIMEKS, PANJANG UMUR DIA, ANAK SUARRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I sit myself down instead of my usually bed lying tactics of doing reports (trust me, it doesnt work) and managed to start typing something reasonable. Going fullspeed, nonstop ideas flowing through. Okok, good signs. As it was my Entrepreneurship project, I must come up with something fictional yet logical. And my task is to come up with the different areas of specialties my groupmates are in. After doing two of them, I reached this particualar MR BEAN lookalike and she is the "Operation Manager" and everyone knows why people are operation manager, because they are... errrrm no life motherfuckers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like, fuck what am I gonna say about this particular fucker? Fuck it. Just type whatever came into my mind. And this is what you get. HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v235/philapatr/printscrn.jpg"&gt;CLICK HERE TO KNOW WHAT I TYPED&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, please give me the strength to continue cause I fucking hate them right now. They are fucking ugly, they look like fucking losers and they are the fucking epitomy of geeks and once my other coursemates caught me siting with them (cause I was fucking forced into cause they want to discuss the projects during lecture) and I realised they degrade my social life. fuckers these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"FAEZAH, WHAT THE FUCK ARE DOING??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"siting down, what else?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"WHY THE FUCK ARE U SITING HERE (points to losers besides me)??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"stop it guys. so mean (no, i didnt mean what i said)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"MAANNNNNN, THATS JUST SAD MAN. YOUR SAD. THIS IS FUCKING SAD" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[GIGGLED]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"COME, LETS GO SMOKE TO CHEER YOU UP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little conversations I had with my friends about the freaks.&lt;br /&gt;I told ya, they are degrading my social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more month. 1 more month (cont'd chanting)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-7839371391337574240?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/7839371391337574240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=7839371391337574240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7839371391337574240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/7839371391337574240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/01/si-beh-sian.html' title='si beh sian'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-2202174256473525883</id><published>2008-01-03T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T15:26:07.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW YEAR @ ECP.</title><content type='html'>The long overdue New Year entry. While blogging right now, I'm watching Zoukout 2007 Special on MTV and I realised my zoukout 2007 entry is overdue as well. HAHA. Seeing Armin Van Buuren on TV made me fucking piss cuz I was so fucking excited to know that he was spinning but I didnt get to see it CAUSE I WAS FUCKING TIRED AND WENT HOME AT 4AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, lets not cry over spilt milk. Here are the pictures on where I spent my New Year Eve and with who. Who else but my baby, his bro &amp;amp; GF and friends over beers and liqours and KFC chickens. Nice combinations I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEPN0J1aI/AAAAAAAAAYA/L9RDbEJ1zdg/s1600-h/NY08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151137470746318242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEPN0J1aI/AAAAAAAAAYA/L9RDbEJ1zdg/s320/NY08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang-abang poi kita. Ok he tried teaching me a thing or two on how to spin that darn thing. But it hurts like fuck when it hits you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEPN0J1bI/AAAAAAAAAYI/EWbsoL65PkU/s1600-h/NY08+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151137470746318258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEPN0J1bI/AAAAAAAAAYI/EWbsoL65PkU/s320/NY08+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! I fucking tried it and well, it spin nicely and its fun too till it hits you. Actually its not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEO90J1ZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/dtzB0Z1sMuY/s1600-h/NY08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151137466451350930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEO90J1ZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/dtzB0Z1sMuY/s320/NY08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my camera pretty much dying right now. The picture is unclear but that was him. nice huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFgN0J1eI/AAAAAAAAAYg/S_bFXJw-69Q/s1600-h/NY08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151138862315722210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFgN0J1eI/AAAAAAAAAYg/S_bFXJw-69Q/s320/NY08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFg90J1iI/AAAAAAAAAZA/7Bys7nHcNP4/s1600-h/NY08+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151138875200624162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFg90J1iI/AAAAAAAAAZA/7Bys7nHcNP4/s320/NY08+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEPt0J1dI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ClKSy-ZgJ8g/s1600-h/NY08+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151137479336252882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEPt0J1dI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ClKSy-ZgJ8g/s320/NY08+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls who were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFgd0J1fI/AAAAAAAAAYo/u9Ihr1hu-w4/s1600-h/NY08+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151138866610689522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFgd0J1fI/AAAAAAAAAYo/u9Ihr1hu-w4/s320/NY08+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nie babi sua mambok abeh makan ayam kfc.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck I hate it when people just refused to get their ass off and puked somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we got lotsa pukes all over our mat, on our shoes and everywhere la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFgt0J1hI/AAAAAAAAAY4/RRptqO6Alpc/s1600-h/NY08+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151138870905656850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFgt0J1hI/AAAAAAAAAY4/RRptqO6Alpc/s320/NY08+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US. Me, Mirul , his elder bro &amp;amp; GF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEPd0J1cI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/IXm439vI4IY/s1600-h/NY08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151137475041285570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEPd0J1cI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/IXm439vI4IY/s320/NY08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFgt0J1gI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tB9ujol0FSU/s1600-h/NY08+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151138870905656834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yFgt0J1gI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tB9ujol0FSU/s320/NY08+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW! Many more happy months for us. Even though some shit happened and it was in the midst of our celebration (alcohol doesnt really work nicely yeah), it was fun nonetheless. Zoukout entry will be coming up soon cause my reports are all under control now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOW I FUCKING HAVE TO TAKE AN MC FOR TODAY TUTORIAL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-2202174256473525883?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/2202174256473525883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=2202174256473525883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2202174256473525883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/2202174256473525883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-new-year-ecp.html' title='MY NEW YEAR @ ECP.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3yEPN0J1aI/AAAAAAAAAYA/L9RDbEJ1zdg/s72-c/NY08+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-442980392720118670</id><published>2007-12-30T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:59:07.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sappy</title><content type='html'>For the umpteenth time, I gotta stop crying over dramas/movies/shows that I've watch ten thousand times. I was watching Love is Cinta with my dad earlier on and dang, I was crying nonstop hits- again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was comforting,&lt;br /&gt;"AHHHH CRY LA, CRY LAHHHH. CRY CRY CRY ONLY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm back to more reports. I stayed up the whole night yesterday, working on my report till six and before that, entertaining Naq.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the psycho bitch here. But I was reading this psycho bitch's blog on how sex craze she is. Shes sick, mentally. And ugly. wait, make that FUCKING UGLY and shes a prostitute. taaaa-daaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd told ya.&lt;br /&gt;The world's coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now where do I wanna go for New Year Eve?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-442980392720118670?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/442980392720118670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=442980392720118670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/442980392720118670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/442980392720118670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/12/sappy.html' title='Sappy'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5885107569061431693</id><published>2007-12-29T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T02:55:38.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impossible is nothing. hopefully.</title><content type='html'>At this point to time, I wish I could be long winded and typed down nonsensical stuffs on my report that sound true. With my books and notes that were  when I was in Year 1 all the way to 3 strewn all over the desk, bed and floor, I really don't have space literally and time here.&lt;br /&gt;All due to the selfish reason- I wanna celebrate my New Year! I want to drink and be merry to 2008 cause 07 was fucked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adidas seems like a prudent company to do a report on, not to say DEPEND YOUR FUCKING GRADES ON. My GPA better soar across the roof, for I've spent all my miserable waking hours on these shitloads of craps. I'm keeping my fingers cross and if I could have my way, I wished all my toes  and fingers would be intertwined. HAHA. (okay, I was just imagining how deformed it must've looked.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am slouching as low as possible and my fingers are getting cramps due to the constant typing. I can even feel my brain juice seeping out through my ears. Oh yeah boy. And it was purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish fags make you destress. It does sometimes to some people. But to me, it made me wanna shit. Well, most of the time. Like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I havent been on good term with my boyfriend. But I love it when he fell asleep on me while we're talking and all I could hear is his breathing. Then I'll go, "I love you baby, but since u fell asleep on me, we'll continue arguing tomorrow okay sugarplum?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossible is Nothing, doofus. Now get back to the possibility of having a soaring-through-sky-GPA report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5885107569061431693?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5885107569061431693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5885107569061431693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5885107569061431693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5885107569061431693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/12/impossible-is-nothing-hopefully.html' title='impossible is nothing. hopefully.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3601081630064176562</id><published>2007-12-25T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T18:48:03.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop, admit that I'm wrong.</title><content type='html'>So what's up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from a very bad December I'm facing, everything went okay. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the fact that my shoulder aches like fuck;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the fact that I'm dead broke;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the fact that my projects are piling;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the fact that my temper flared while I was on the phone with my boyfriend cause it was fucking warm and cause I havent shower yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt as pretty as I would love to paint in the blog, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine how inhumane Adidas can get. GOD!! YOU GUYS ARE LIKE A MONTH LATE!! where the fuck is my November's pay?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I need to feed, like hello?? Isn't there anyone in human resource?&lt;br /&gt;As in H-U-M-A-N!Do I really need to spell it out for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we're only interns. But you guys ought to be ashamed of yourselves. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuming aside. (jeeez what the fuck am I listening to - radiohead. HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've gotten a nicer Christmas present this year. Ho Ho Ho. Lets drink and be merry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147859633310389634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3DfD90J1YI/AAAAAAAAAXw/hg08jsi5_N4/s320/zoukout+030A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;8th Dec '07&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zoukout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We really need to stop arguing. Its not healthy, babe. I ♥ You.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3601081630064176562?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3601081630064176562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3601081630064176562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3601081630064176562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3601081630064176562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/12/stop-admit-that-im-wrong.html' title='Stop, admit that I&apos;m wrong.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R3DfD90J1YI/AAAAAAAAAXw/hg08jsi5_N4/s72-c/zoukout+030A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-5802528022129108784</id><published>2007-12-18T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T11:10:35.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my december</title><content type='html'>I want december to pass. &lt;br /&gt;I want 2007 to disappear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-5802528022129108784?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/5802528022129108784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=5802528022129108784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5802528022129108784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/5802528022129108784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-december.html' title='my december'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-6644275591634945053</id><published>2007-12-15T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T21:10:46.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The good life.</title><content type='html'>Saturday never seem to be a temptaion for me to go out these days. Or have I've gone all homely and sort? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with a jolt this morning, flustered and frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;The teley for 9 hours literally. The teley condemns me to a degrading social life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast, I managed to catch Alvin and the chipmunks yesterday. Yeah, I'm a tad updated. Fucking cute this one. Go watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I shouldn't really be doing this cause I should really be doing my report right now. Urgh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-6644275591634945053?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/6644275591634945053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=6644275591634945053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6644275591634945053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6644275591634945053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-life.html' title='The good life.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-26987792323090802</id><published>2007-12-13T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:59:32.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Map of Problematique</title><content type='html'>What a killer this semester is!&lt;br /&gt;I realised there isnt really any time for me to work even. Man, how does it feels like to not have to work for three FUCKING months?!?Okay, hooray to the fact that I'm outta Temasek by february *throws confettis* butttt I hate, hate, hate the rushness of it all. Goddddd, YOU FUCKING BITCHES, I FUCKING HATE YOU GUYS. I FUCKING HOPE YOU GUYS FAIL IN WHATEVER YOU DO AND CUZ WHATEVER YOU DO SUCKS COCK EITHER WAY AND I HOPE THAT I COULD SIT BEHIND YOU GUYS ONE DAY,CHEWING ON MY FINGERNAILS AND FUCKING SPIT IT ON YOUR HAIR!AND I FUCKING HOPE IT'LL GET TANGLED IN YOUR MANE OR PUBICS OR WHATEVER IT IS ON THAT HEAD OF YOURS. FUCKERSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, I'm entitled to some teen angst, right? (even though I'm turning 20 in ermm, less than 4 months?) Must been Muse that i'm listening to right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righttt, and I thought ZOukout was horrible. Oh, did I tell you? ZOUKOUT WAS SUCH A LETDOWN. Should I even be disappointed? Fuck, YHEAH! I was fucking looking forward to Armin Van Buuren but his slot was like at dawn. Carl Cox was fine. My BF and I just zonked out after 4am and we were already stone cold sober by then. My baby got a lil' tipsy and It was a tad scary looking at how he still wanted more drinks. As usually, we were tired due to the walking. (The very reason why I REFUSED to sign up for NA-fucking-FA) &lt;br /&gt;The company's was great thought, with Naq, Wany &amp; Man and Jingz and my baby of course. Bumping into Nini and the rest with the laughing gas. I got an itchy feeling they made me a lil stoopid now. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, zoukout. What a letdown you were this year. Last year was still the bomb. Next year? Probably. Ok pictures will be up as soon as I get my hands on those pics from Naqqies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, my schedule's pretty tight like my ass (OOOH LA LA! hehhe) and wont be getting around to sing some songs in your ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-26987792323090802?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/26987792323090802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=26987792323090802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/26987792323090802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/26987792323090802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/12/map-of-problematique.html' title='Map of Problematique'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-3356600550995008481</id><published>2007-12-07T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T20:59:07.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, it doesn't matter afterall.</title><content type='html'>Eventhough I am retiring from the dancefloor, (HAHA) or that I have been under total abstinence from clubbing...ZOUKOUT IS A DEFINITELY GO GO GO!&lt;br /&gt;Now, time is flying right past my fucking eyes. It feels like last year. &lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend and I are all hype up to go. Speaking of which, my BF and I once had an argument and he being the spoilt brat he has always been, casually cursed me , "I hope you'll get blisters on your feet nearing the Zoukout day, so you can't dance!". &lt;br /&gt;Obviously, me being the I-will-always-win-in-arguments, won the whole arguments shits cause I told him i'd be wearing slippers so that won't be a problem. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God decided to punish me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday during the Starbucks Salvation Army (Yes, I was working, babies), I had a sudden urge to be kiasu and whatnots and grabbed as many whipped cream cans I could carry. Ahhhh, you know the ending afterall, don't you. I dropped 4 cans on my fucking foot and it bleed like a motherfucking pussy when you're having heavy flow of menses eventhough the wound was puny like fuck. So I had to endure my bleeding foot and kept on putting whip creams after whip creams on those frappacinos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised I can't walk for fuck and I was limping all the way from Bugis to Raffles City to Arab Street. Hahaha. Gua Mau Mati lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow how leh, I limping leh. Die laaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;All these my BF's fault laaaaaaaaaaaa. CHIBAI KIA.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow he better kiss my foot.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow!! ZOUKOUT 07!&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you there alright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-3356600550995008481?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/3356600550995008481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=3356600550995008481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3356600550995008481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/3356600550995008481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-it-doesnt-matter-afterall.html' title='No, it doesn&apos;t matter afterall.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-6998641526575525881</id><published>2007-12-02T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T17:56:48.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets get lost in lies</title><content type='html'>Hello Sunday. Hello school on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhh. Im deadbored at home, alone.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about staying home all day doing nothing. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, internship is over. and yes, I brought home lotsa Adidas stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated the end of internship by dropping by Timbre for Poetverty yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I was so lazy and penniless. I blamed my ezlink. However I managed to drag my ass out to Timbre for the event at 7.&lt;br /&gt;So much for being HALAL. Halal my ass. Why can't I just stay Halal for maybe a couple of months or so??My boyfriend and I ended up buying pints after pints of Erdinger. Haha. Whilst everyone busy woooo-ing for the bands playing on stage, we were busy being merry and drinking and going in and out of Timbre for a smoke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he got all noisy. I think he was drunk a bit. Haha. But I managed to drag him all the way to town. Man, I gotta give props to myself for being sucha great GF. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i'm lazy to do anything but sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-6998641526575525881?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/6998641526575525881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=6998641526575525881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6998641526575525881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/6998641526575525881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets-get-lost-in-lies.html' title='Lets get lost in lies'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-4645709365159687664</id><published>2007-11-27T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T02:06:51.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bliss ;)</title><content type='html'>Walking out exactly at 8pm, feeling excited yet uneasy,someone called out;&lt;br /&gt;"Faezah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Yeah?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll see ya on Friday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then it hit me. I am gonna miss this awful place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty much a short day.&lt;br /&gt;Excitedly offer my bank-in services (Haha!) and went over to Mr Tea to grab the usual milk coffee for the colleagues and myself. &lt;br /&gt;Lunch, dinner, abit of sales, lotsa smoke breaks in between. That pretty much sums up my 8 hours of work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to my boyfriend's place after work for a visit and sit there listening to his mom rant on how naughty Kiki has gotten. Naughty cat!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we tried to be frisky and all. But its a fucking exhilarating experience! Like how we stole kisses when the mom walked away for awhile and the smirk he would give me.Or like when I suddenly decided to be bold (and beautiful-hehe!) and dared him to gimme a peck on my cheeks. Hehe. Ahhhh adventurous we are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tonight comes tomorrow, where i'd get to see you, baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-4645709365159687664?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/4645709365159687664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=4645709365159687664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4645709365159687664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/4645709365159687664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/11/bliss.html' title='bliss ;)'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-8704977847130243953</id><published>2007-11-24T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T23:55:05.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I get the tinglies in a silly place</title><content type='html'>Seriously, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Grey's Anatomy. I miss lazing around at home, being the biggest ass of a daughter and refusing to use the broom cause my lil' nose is soo sensitive to dust and opt for a vacuum cleaner instead.I'm sorry but I'm about to rant about work again. However now its coming to an end,hours at work seem shorter. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday I was pissed at him for the weirdest reason- He kept me waiting and I was motherfucking hungry. Sometimes it amazed me at how unreasonable I can get and on other times, its just PMS. Girls, we're weird like that.I hate how aggravated it got but I really couldn't help it. I am entitled to sudden outburst, right?&lt;br /&gt;I decided to call you Bubbly tonight cause I was listening to Bubbly in store on repeat mode (the rest must've been really iritated) and Bubbly, &lt;em&gt;every time I see your bubbly face I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Do arguments really make the relationship stronger? Hah. I really hope so. At the rate we're going, the rainbow wont end on the other side, it stopped right in hte middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(eyy stop it eyy pompuan RTM 1 yang tgh nyanyi. muke mau maintain ahhhh!) sorry got sidetracked.&lt;br /&gt;Am off to bed. Early night tonight. I shall make up for lost time yesterday, Bubbly. To me the statement "sorry seems to be the hardest word" is an understatement, man. Haha. Fuck my egoistic alter ego. Chibai sia. Ok, I really wish now kissing you would make matters right. Can I just kiss away whatever mean things I said to you last night, Bubbly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it starts in my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I lose all control&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss my nose&lt;br /&gt;The feeling shows&lt;br /&gt;'cause you make me smile baby&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time now&lt;br /&gt;Holdin' me tight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-8704977847130243953?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/8704977847130243953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=8704977847130243953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8704977847130243953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8704977847130243953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-get-tinglies-in-silly-place.html' title='I get the tinglies in a silly place'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799869354219081576.post-8053152140852492009</id><published>2007-11-20T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T01:15:52.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watch the sunrise peak over the horizon.</title><content type='html'>Listening to hiphop/rnb/pop/reggae/trance/trash in store made me into a musically inclined person. CHEY, AKU NIE MEMANG SUKA MCM PAHAM.&lt;br /&gt;I practically forced my boyfriend to sing for me J Holiday's Bed.&lt;br /&gt;The song so sexy la. Like me *giggle uncontrollably*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl, change into that Victoria Secret thing that I like&lt;br /&gt;Alright&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;Tonight you're having me your way&lt;br /&gt;Perfume&lt;br /&gt;Spray it there&lt;br /&gt;Put our love in the air&lt;br /&gt;Now put me right next to you&lt;br /&gt;Finna raise temp' in the room&lt;br /&gt;First rub my back like you do&lt;br /&gt;Right there (uh huh) right there (uh)&lt;br /&gt;You touch me like you care&lt;br /&gt;Now stop&lt;br /&gt;And let me repay you for the week that you've been through&lt;br /&gt;Workin' that nine to five and stayin' cute like you do&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy right. i'm like prasan-ing J Holiday as my boyfriend but all my boyfriend sings these days is Jenny. like WHAT THE FUCK (say that phrase slowly and you can imagine my face with my mouth looking all funny,like that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoukout cost a bomb this year. Last year I spent only 28 buckeroos for the early bird tixs. This time around its twice multiply by two, geddit?&lt;br /&gt;It cost me 45 bucks FUCKS. plus I promised Mirul I'll pay for his too. Hail me, yes do it like that. Im the goddess. Im nice, like sugar and spice and also Auntie Anne's Cinnamon sugar pretzels.&lt;br /&gt;so I guess, in a week's time, school awaits my return and also zoukout. WAHAHA. ey, I miss clubbing sia. and getting stupidly drunk with whoever I was with. Those were the days la kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got pictures for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R0HDHutFS2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LKD4PbLJN7A/s1600-h/P1000021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134599587742698338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R0HDHutFS2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LKD4PbLJN7A/s320/P1000021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a few days back when we celebrated Jingz belated bday with a dinner over at Newton. PLEASE TRY TO IMAGINE 8 OF US SQUEEZED INTO A CAR.cannot right? we very flexible people one. HAHA!we managed to squeeze in and drove all the way to Liat Towers from coffee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R0HDKetFS3I/AAAAAAAAAXY/laKACRo9uD8/s1600-h/P1000023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134599634987338610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R0HDKetFS3I/AAAAAAAAAXY/laKACRo9uD8/s320/P1000023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coincidentally, Sally, me and Jingz were wearing green cause we were feeling ala-ala starbucks la kan. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R0HDK-tFS4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/GhNGJyWgfvY/s1600-h/kitamepek+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134599643577273218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R0HDK-tFS4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/GhNGJyWgfvY/s320/kitamepek+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was earlier on when we were in the bus to town. I like to kiss him sideways, like that. With the bibir all wacky. More lomantic hor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R0HDLOtFS5I/AAAAAAAAAXo/Pra8MLIkaxE/s1600-h/kitamepek+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134599647872240530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R0HDLOtFS5I/AAAAAAAAAXo/Pra8MLIkaxE/s320/kitamepek+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cannot take a decent picture of myself cause I know he'll be right behind me doing exactly what he was doing in the picture. In other words, I KNEW IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799869354219081576-8053152140852492009?l=blowers-dick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/feeds/8053152140852492009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3799869354219081576&amp;postID=8053152140852492009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8053152140852492009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799869354219081576/posts/default/8053152140852492009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blowers-dick.blogspot.com/2007/11/watch-sunrise-peak-over-horizon.html' title='watch the sunrise peak over the horizon.'/><author><name>faezah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/SnHdrA8JgFI/AAAAAAAABLk/FUFjKuy4MRg/S220/Snapshot_20090729.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0RLIhGAuSUE/R0HDHutFS2I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LKD4PbLJN7A/s72-c/P1000021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
