<?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-26662183</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:40:02.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>justara♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>319</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-4433695526085914027</id><published>2009-05-24T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:10:30.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays</title><content type='html'>WHADDUP BITCHEZ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha on Friday was the Midsummer Night's Dream. It was good.. it was good. The only thing I didn't get was that the fairies costumes didn't really match their characters. But damn, Titania's shoes were the sex.&lt;br /&gt;Aft that we went to CQ walked around and then went to BK. Then my siblings ditched me and said they didn't wanna go for a movie. But ah, it's ok. I was really tired toooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to watch A Night At The Museum 2 and surprisingly (i thought i'd never say this) but it was good! It was a really light-hearted watch.. which explains the theatre being REALLY packed. After that we went shisha at some werid place. By the time we got home I was completely worn out. Then my sister showed me the Apple Bottom Bhajan and I laughed my ass off!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TODAY I'M REALLY REALLY BORED. GAH. I hope the rest of the day isn't as uneventful as it is now (but it probably will)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-4433695526085914027?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/4433695526085914027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=4433695526085914027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4433695526085914027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4433695526085914027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-to-say-truth-reason-and-love-keep.html' title='And to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8962462387895676680</id><published>2009-05-15T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:06:52.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUMBUM</title><content type='html'>This whole week's been pretty draggy for reasons known best to me. Monday- public holiday! but I guess I stayed home and did nothing much during the long weekend! Gah. Oh wellssss, Tuesday was the only school day for me since I didn't go to school today. Wednesday I had no school cuz of MT orals so I went to watch X men with Sreya! :) and later at night my sister arrived Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I didn't think the movie was that bad as everyone told me it'd be cuz I loveeeee Hugh Jackman!!!!! SO it was pretty good for me :) Thursday, meaning yesterday it was English Oral and it went pretty well! I love orals. Whooopeeeee! K wtv haha after that we all had to do this lame NE quiz thing. If we don't pass the quiz WE WON'T GET TO GRADUATE. What the fuck? It's some lame new rule imposed by the MOE and they told us to "take it seriously" but who are you kidding. If you make it seem so silly (ok the "quiz" is like this stupid game we have to play. we have to build Singapore along the way with the money we get for answering questions correctly. BASICALLY IT WAS GAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing the lame quiz (OH AND I GOT MY 78 COLOURS COASTAL SCENTS PALETTE!!!!! YAY! though it shit small), we watched ANGLES AND DEMONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I put the tatto thing I won on my throat and gave Line one to put on her neck. Hahaha! We watched it at Cathay so it was pretty farrrrr zomg. So honestly, I slept during a few parts of the movie because I was feeling very tired (and the movie was seriously draggy at the first half) but in the second half I was wide awake cuz it got more exciting! Overall I'd give it 8 stars cuz I thought it was a real good watch! But just don't watch it when you're sleepy.... like me :( And probably better if you read the book first. You'll understand the movie better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TODAY I kinda skipped school cuz I was lazy but now I'm not feeling that great but yeah whatevSSSSS. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw I might get majorly scolded by my MT teacher cuz I haven't been to school for like 3 weeks alrd. VALID REASONS OKEH. Except last last week. I just didn't wanna be late so I didn't go at all. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'M OFF TO DO NOTES OR SMTH.&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/26662183-8962462387895676680?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8962462387895676680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8962462387895676680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8962462387895676680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8962462387895676680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/05/bumbum.html' title='BUMBUM'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6798732453601834828</id><published>2009-05-09T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:17:37.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCHY FAMILY &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SgVzCfTE1oI/AAAAAAAAApM/cToXZn-6m0c/s1600-h/n505960362_6813345_5372239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333795820288661122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SgVzCfTE1oI/AAAAAAAAApM/cToXZn-6m0c/s320/n505960362_6813345_5372239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA BITCHY HUNKKKKKKKK you made me laugh with your funny comments lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SgVzCdzIY6I/AAAAAAAAApE/0LRRNfYJIBM/s1600-h/mwaah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333795819886240674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SgVzCdzIY6I/AAAAAAAAApE/0LRRNfYJIBM/s320/mwaah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; poojie is coming back home. baby i miss you. YAY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SgVzCAVnSVI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Nxmp_R3siRI/s1600-h/BITCHY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333795811977808210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SgVzCAVnSVI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Nxmp_R3siRI/s320/BITCHY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BITCHY HUNK, BITCHY QUEEN AND BITCHY BABE. I LOVE YOU GUYS. MWAH MWAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SgVzB9P6iEI/AAAAAAAAAo0/zGGovT6T8vg/s1600-h/baby+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333795811148597314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SgVzB9P6iEI/AAAAAAAAAo0/zGGovT6T8vg/s320/baby+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HEHE I love this picture. &lt;3 fabby i love you. come come come.. come into my dungeon ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY FAMILY &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&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/26662183-6798732453601834828?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6798732453601834828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6798732453601834828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6798732453601834828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6798732453601834828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/05/bitchy-family-3.html' title='BITCHY FAMILY &lt;3'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SgVzCfTE1oI/AAAAAAAAApM/cToXZn-6m0c/s72-c/n505960362_6813345_5372239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7063966235552708332</id><published>2009-05-09T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:50:44.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DUDE WHY AM I SUCH A FREAK MAGNET? HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was real pissed last night. but actually now i'm flattered that you losers have nothing better to do in life than stalk me and do ridiculous things that make you feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously get a life. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GET A LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH NEEL FOR TELLING ME ABOUT THE WEIRDOS WHO STALK ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you love me or hate me.. but seriously... it is wayyyyy creeepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna leave you alone and report you for now. But don't forget... I CAN GET TO YOU ANYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please fuck off from my life thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STU seminar today for literature. Midsummer Night's Dream! The dude Prof. Walter Lim basically talked about what I/we already know so it was a little pointlesss ---- IN ADDITION THE VERY REDUNDANT AND STUPID QUESTIONS ASKED AT THE END OF THE SEMINAR. Ugh some people just wanna waste my time. Joke of the day was seriously "EGEUS- A-GAY-ASS!" LMAO! Got me and Nanah lmaoing ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO I broke my shoes and bought new ones. Hahahah, yeah my rotten luck :P Now i'm suffering from blisters :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABEHA AND RAMEZA ARE COMING OVER. WOOHOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;And the long weekend still continuessssss &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7063966235552708332?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7063966235552708332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7063966235552708332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7063966235552708332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7063966235552708332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6893254694228666116</id><published>2009-05-08T19:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:05:46.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOOOVIEEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIVE LONG AND PROSPER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I just watched Star Trek today with Line, Kaylie and Chwiss! :) It was okay nothing too good or "epic". Forgettable movie I guess? But the visual effects were real good. OH WELLLLLLL FINALLY THE WEEK HAS ENDED.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; TGIFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all week for today and boy am I happy! But god, teacher just had to throw piles of homework on us. DAAYUUMMM. And more history essays. Dear god :( &lt;strong&gt;I HATE HOMEWORK HAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK imma do some quizzie now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON FACEBOOK :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6893254694228666116?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6893254694228666116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6893254694228666116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6893254694228666116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6893254694228666116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/05/mooovieeeee.html' title='MOOOVIEEEEE'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5712664525178321204</id><published>2009-05-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:57:08.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEEKEEEENDDDDD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUHAILAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you turn sexy sixteen today. woooooh &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7iBlXBmwI/AAAAAAAAAok/V9yI8RHpV4k/s1600-h/3048_183531480362_505960362_6590691_3073730_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331947525689678594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7iBlXBmwI/AAAAAAAAAok/V9yI8RHpV4k/s320/3048_183531480362_505960362_6590691_3073730_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHAHA TO THE CUTEST BUNNY KID IN TOWN. ;) happy birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear god how much I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weekends. Ok so the weekend went like this. Friday there was no school, Labour day woooh. Oh and did I mention how much I love long weekends? THIS WEEKS A LONG WEEKEND TOO. WOOT. And next Wednesday I've got no school so if I miss Tuesday? ... I'd get a holiday of 5 days. I'd love that omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY CELEBRATED DAN'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!! Me and Fab first went Bugis for some shoppin' and we bought a dress each. I wore mine for the next day, for Suz's :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today school was okay. Was feeling blahish. Mainly cuz of the weather :( Jason is the hottest guy in our class. HAHAHAHA. Yayah the hottest girl. Jason and Yayah. Wooooh!!!!!! hahahha. Temperature taking. They got the highest. After school I became part of BOB. I am now BOB18. I shall not betray BOB and join ZZZ~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;JOIN BOB. LEAVE ZZZ~ :] I'm currently the last BOB. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My class is retarded. Awwww &lt;3&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331947522772525650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7iBafhYlI/AAAAAAAAAoc/8eQcnPiPvRQ/s320/mwah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Overdue picture kinda thing. Fabby, Ramo, Delvin and me :) --- Vaisakhi Mela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7iBMjOrXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/cjf6bovEClI/s1600-h/DANNN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331947519029980530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7iBMjOrXI/AAAAAAAAAoU/cjf6bovEClI/s320/DANNN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DAN'S BIRTHDAY. He's uhm.... "GRINE-ING" his teeth. hahah :P&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7hps30SmI/AAAAAAAAAoM/YPvz1fmOcR0/s1600-h/baby+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331947115389405794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7hps30SmI/AAAAAAAAAoM/YPvz1fmOcR0/s320/baby+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my Akka. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7hpVH90wI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ahJZWLUw5YY/s1600-h/MUAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331947109014688514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7hpVH90wI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ahJZWLUw5YY/s320/MUAH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls I love dearly &lt;3&gt; &lt;div&gt;She's carrying my birthday prezzie. The star for the day! :) For reasons more than her birthday... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7hpXD9LSI/AAAAAAAAAn8/3Ln_KMIpsB8/s1600-h/SUZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331947109534739746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7hpXD9LSI/AAAAAAAAAn8/3Ln_KMIpsB8/s320/SUZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SUZ &amp;amp; I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7hpdUetrI/AAAAAAAAAn0/bPMZ9A-NLhU/s1600-h/wildthang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331947111214659250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sf7hpdUetrI/AAAAAAAAAn0/bPMZ9A-NLhU/s320/wildthang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah we Wildthangs ;) ;) ;) Suz i'd still love to give you a lovebite. 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Jealous beeyotch. Get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shan't say more about this. These people are too stupid and insignificant to be talked about. Esp on my blog. They can go fuck themselves :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was real goood. I laughed like a mad ass in school cuz of Angeline. She took the Prisnor of Askaban and we story told each other the book... IN DIFFERENT ACCENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was the good ol' British, followed by Indian (FUCKING FUNNY I SWEAR), Chinese (fail), Japanese and a very very failed attempt in Italian. I need to master more accents :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE MORE MORE. How bout Mexican? Mexico. Lol. SWINE FLU. My school's so paranoid about it.. their making us bring thermometers to school every single day until they tell us to stop. Turds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I went to Tampines Mall to meet Momzy! Waited like a fucking 20 mins for her to get her hair done. Sheeesh. Then we had Secret Recipe! Yum. I love bonding time with Mum. It involves food and shopping. A thumbs up for both my favourites! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a skirt for Career Seminar. I need to get Suz a present!!!!! Don't worry Suz. I'll getya something good :) Promise! x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIIITEEEEEEZZZZZZZ. I WANNA DOZE OFF NOW.. IF I CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; The song Womanizer is stuck in ma head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's Britney, bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8613268526744409621?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8613268526744409621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8613268526744409621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8613268526744409621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8613268526744409621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='_|_'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-4333067044547665874</id><published>2009-04-29T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:59:23.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the good ol' days!</title><content type='html'>Damn! &lt;strong&gt;Angeline Leong&lt;/strong&gt;. You have officially made me addicted to online shopping (though not as much as you've gotten yourself addicted to it. You're going psycho. STOP BUYING SO MANY REDUNDANT THINGS!!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR MY 88 SHIMMER PALETTE. Really!!!!! Oh, the colours! The joy they bring me! I can hardly resist to get my hands on one of those. And now my Mom just told me she put more money in my account, so I can probably buy the Matte one as well! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I'm not buying hair from Canada :P :P :P HEH HEH HEH. SORRY. I'm just kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG AND TODAY I FINALLY WROTE IN THAT BOOK. It's been years since I did.. I think the last was when I was sec 1. It brings peace to my mind whenever I write in my diary :) It feels so much more personal than blogging (no offence blog, you know momma loves you &lt;3)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Only the hardest of the hearts could fail to be moved" - on The Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why the hell it took me so long to read this book. Such an amazing, heartfelt book.. that moved me to tears so many times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Books toy with my emotions. Tsk tsk tsk. Isn't this world enough? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today it rained again.. but then the heat rose up by the time I got home. I hate the weather we're having. It keeps flactuating. UGH&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-4333067044547665874?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/4333067044547665874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=4333067044547665874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4333067044547665874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4333067044547665874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-good-ol-days.html' title='back to the good ol&apos; days!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-3295703816586657951</id><published>2009-04-28T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:30:32.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please don't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE DONT STOP THE RAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because it makes me happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-3295703816586657951?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/3295703816586657951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=3295703816586657951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3295703816586657951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3295703816586657951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/please-dont.html' title='please don&apos;t.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7107941474044494058</id><published>2009-04-27T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:09:57.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted this on my facebook before, and I will blog about it because I think it really did give me a wake up call? This world doesn't have to be so mean. &lt;strong&gt;We just are&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7107941474044494058?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7107941474044494058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7107941474044494058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7107941474044494058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7107941474044494058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream.html' title='A dream.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7742853316550093867</id><published>2009-04-27T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:41:26.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCKERS.</title><content type='html'>Hello people. You all should be in school, while I am at home relaxing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR MOTHER TONGUE PAPER SEC 4E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that sucks is that I still do have to go to school, however later. Like around 12.50 ? The paper is till 2.30 :O fml.&lt;br /&gt;My sister's iphone's screen got smashed. She doesn't remember how. Ha ha ha. Next time don't tell me how hopeless I am when I lose my phone! :P At least I did not smash it.. and even if I did... I would remember. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7742853316550093867?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7742853316550093867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7742853316550093867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7742853316550093867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7742853316550093867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/suckers.html' title='SUCKERS.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6398042715351332318</id><published>2009-04-24T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:44:28.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEVENTEEN AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SfHQJFxwnKI/AAAAAAAAAm8/z1v5tv_iRCg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328268688744291490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SfHQJFxwnKI/AAAAAAAAAm8/z1v5tv_iRCg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; efron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SfHQI05VKFI/AAAAAAAAAm0/O2ryyTFVTqs/s1600-h/ZACC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328268684212643922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SfHQI05VKFI/AAAAAAAAAm0/O2ryyTFVTqs/s320/ZACC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; again. damn he looked so weird. bedazzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SfHQI_pQS6I/AAAAAAAAAms/vaQV9ZFgwj8/s1600-h/ZAC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328268687098006434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SfHQI_pQS6I/AAAAAAAAAms/vaQV9ZFgwj8/s320/ZAC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday I watched seventeen again with Kaylie, Angeline, Chwiss and Babate. I liked it BUT I will say again, it was very predicatable and it ended exactly how I thought it would when I read the plot-line. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We thought Aqilah went missing, but she said bye.. and we didn't hear. Heh heh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday after school I went to meet Fabeha. We went to get Danny and Sheenu's present! Danny who left on that day! :( I will miss you loads Danny!!!!!! See you in November =) Have a nice time studying PSYCHOLOGY. Don't go psycho. Wait, you already are!!! HEHEHE. Ok kidding =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was sad seeing him go! Awwww!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had a nice time with Fishy though. Finally once again we meet without anyone else :P &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I was too lazy to go to hindi school. I slept till around 1 :D hahaha. Later at night went for Sheena's. It was so nice to meet Mo again! :) Drank too much. Tsk tsk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND MY FEET ACHE. I'm so tired. I got so much work to do. D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gaaaaaaaaaaaaah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6398042715351332318?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6398042715351332318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6398042715351332318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6398042715351332318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6398042715351332318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/seventeen-again.html' title='SEVENTEEN AGAIN.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SfHQJFxwnKI/AAAAAAAAAm8/z1v5tv_iRCg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-4060773465939036010</id><published>2009-04-22T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:30:43.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter's all i hear.</title><content type='html'>OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA tmrw is gracious day for us. Thursday and Friday. Hmmmmm. I don't think it should be implied though, because it's like.. kinda forcing us? hahaha. Should leave it to volunteerism and if that doesn't work then maybe they can force us to do this. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was super fun again. BUT I GOT SO MANY MOSQUITOE BITES. Wtf is wrong. Why do I keep getting bitten!!!!! Fuck you, mossies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Project Runway now. The guys are all so gay. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG ADAM WAS SO GOOD ON AMERICAN IDOL JUST NOW. I hate Danny Gokey. I don't know what the hell he is still doing there. Please can you, GET OUT. I think Anoop's gonna go out too. I didn't like his performance today. It was so... "mediocre". Kris was good. I usually don't like him, but I did today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE ROUNDS. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg I just closed my windows, I swear they were opening and closing by themselves because of the wind. It was so damn strong. Scary shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH CLASSS TEEE :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-4060773465939036010?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/4060773465939036010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=4060773465939036010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4060773465939036010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4060773465939036010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/laughters-all-i-hear.html' title='Laughter&apos;s all i hear.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6739149168898068361</id><published>2009-04-20T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:16:58.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melting.</title><content type='html'>BUSY WEEEKEND AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!! I can't believe all the past 3 weekends all i've been doing is going out and only studying less than 5 hrs each weekend. That's mad. TSK TSK TSK. Friday I didn't go to school. Hahahahaha. Fabby and Rameza also didn't go. Dil Ka Connection. My ponteng partners. I think this is the third Friday when we have coincedently skipped together. AWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was my hindi MYE exam. The paper was ok. Not too bad. But I slept in paper 1 because I finished the letter and compo in 1 hr!?!? I had another hour with nothing to do. And it was so hot that day. I've never felt so hot in my life (ok i have but not in Singapore). I took 3 showers that day. The temperature made me feel sleepy and the paper 2 compre was such a bitch! So damn long. About freaking prakash-pradushan (Light-Pollution). Is there any fucking such thing as light pollution?!?! It stated that because there is too much light, nocturnal animals tend to sleep longer and birds would have a higher chance of hitting into buildings?!?!?! They will fly to another country at the wrong time and will get fat? Lmao lame shit. Tskkkk. I think I totally screwed it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was Dinny Danny's farewell!!!!!! Met them at Bugis and it was pretty nice. Dinny Danny I will miss you lots and lots!!!!!!! See you in november when you come back :) &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was a fucking waste of my time, energy and effort. Seriously. The Vaisakhi Mela sucked soooooooo bad. I really regret going there. BUT.... the only thing that sorta made my day was meeting Mr S R Nathan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I WAS A METRE AWAY FROM THE PRESIDENT!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Jakun. :) But coool!! He's so cute I swear. Little cute old man. He smiled, waved and said "Hello!!!" (BTW S R Nathan was there cuz he was GOH of the event)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's it. The rest of the day ways very boring and uneventful. Manak E was good but he was just.... there. I didn't even realise when he came. WHAAATEVERRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was damn fun. Non-stop laughter. Ms P also didn't come so no history lesson. We got the weirdo Mrs Wee again. WEIRDOOOOOO. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also after school we had some ACM class trip. We had to complete some really lame worksheet based on the information we get in the museum. Kaylie and I finished most of the answers in the bus going there because it was so fucking obvious. We guessed a little and MOSTLY all the the answers were correct. We finished early and then Miss Koh, Chriss, Kaylie, Line, Jasmine, Nanah, Aqilah and I went to Starbucks!!! She treated us cakes and stuff and omggggggg we were laughing like crazy. HAHAHAHA.... I SWEAR... Now Miss Koh knows what kind of students she has! Tsk tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT RIDE WAS THE BEST. I shant elaborate what happened. What happened there, STAYS there. Such an embarrassing journey back. So so embarrassing. Jasmine and Chrissanto Rollin' ---- you both are SLOW people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JASMINE YOU THE BEST. CAN SHOUT SOMETHING SO UNAPPROPRIATE SO LOUD AND STILL QUESTION WHAT'S SO BAD ABOUT IT. HAHAHAHAHAHA. MAD GIRL!!!!!!! I'll explain to you in class tmrw if you still don't understand. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMRW IS FREE CONE DAY AND EVERY OUTLET IS SO DAMN FAR AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU B&amp;amp;J. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6739149168898068361?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6739149168898068361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6739149168898068361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6739149168898068361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6739149168898068361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/melting.html' title='Melting.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1025050024629444042</id><published>2009-04-16T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:42:15.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my socks are having a party. do your pants wanna come down?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES. I'm going to the history trip. Germany, Czech Republic and Austria!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAHAHAHA. Hope nothing goes wrong. Yay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call me "coffee". I grind so fineeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wink wink wink wink wink&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1025050024629444042?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1025050024629444042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1025050024629444042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1025050024629444042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1025050024629444042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-socks-are-having-party-do-your-pants.html' title='my socks are having a party. do your pants wanna come down?'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2871914143955702304</id><published>2009-04-14T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:06:32.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm lost, I thought paradise was further south?</title><content type='html'>PICK UP LINES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Angeline you got me addicted to them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you pickup line lovers out there. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are there mirrors in your pants? cause i can see myself in them. WINK WINK WINK WINK&lt;br /&gt;---- LMAO I SWEAR IT'S SO FUNNY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have a map? Cause I'm lost in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm wearing Revlon colorstay lipstick, want to help me test the claim it won't kiss off?&lt;br /&gt;LMAO i have a lipstick from Revlon colourstay. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn the funniest pick up line u gotta ask me yrself :P :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS 2.4 AND I DIDN'T RUN. I just gave up with Kaylie. Damn. Why oh why oh why. I don't know if i passed. Why didn't i run why didn't i run why didn't i run why didn't i run why didn't i run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. I'm such a failureeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I need to motivate myself. But i dont mind running again. This time i will not fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW MR JIT YOU'RE AN ASS. AFTER CONFISCATING MY IPOD YOU HAVE THE FUCKING CHEEK TO ASK ME FOR IT'S CHARGER? SO YOU CAN USE IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you bitch. mothafucka.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like stuffing that fucking mike right up your throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore ignore ignore ignore ignore ignore ignore. Hope he'll give it back to me soon. Bloody git.&lt;br /&gt;I'mma scoop your eyeballs out. UGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I found out a little more about myself today. haaaa haaaaa haaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chriss, Rizo, Aqilah, Kaylie and I went to Tampines 1 after the run. So funnyyyy lmao. We had a bloody arguement on which subject, history or geog is better. HISTORY PWNS YOU MOFO GEOG STUDENTS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw i broke my toenail. EFF YOU SEE KAY? health check up today too. So we missed almost all of assembly but we still had to go back in. My god, our school is so fucking lame. When we came in.. they cheered and shit. Lame. Can you fucking grow up? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I wanna be free. I wanna get out. Out. Out. Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I JUST SAW ANGELINE, JASMINE, CHIN KEN AND JUSTIN'S CME VIDEO.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg you guys crack me up!!!!!!! lmao!!! Justin is so damn cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAAHAHA. I loved the part when you died :P :P and when you kept twisting at the camera after every cut!!!!!!! hahahaahahaha omggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG I'M GOING TO SLEEP NOW. SO TIRED. FISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooodbyeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2871914143955702304?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2871914143955702304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2871914143955702304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2871914143955702304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2871914143955702304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-im-lost-i-thought-paradise-was.html' title='I think I&apos;m lost, I thought paradise was further south?'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-173298816917036198</id><published>2009-04-12T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:29:14.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY EASTER</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA MY TUTOR GAVE ME AN EGG FOR EASTER :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so yummyyy.... yum yum yum. kinder bueno. THEN, it struck me - Fab you left your kinder bueno in my fridge. hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i dont even know what bloody easter is about. Let's google baby, google :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Greek language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_language"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: Πάσχα, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Ge'ez language" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ge%27ez_language"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ethiopic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: ፍሲካ, Pascha) is an important annual religious feast in the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Christianity" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christianity"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Liturgical year" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liturgical_year"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liturgical year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter#cite_note-0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[1]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; According to Christian scripture, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Jesus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jesus"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; was &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Resurrection of Jesus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Resurrection_of_Jesus"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;resurrected&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; from the dead three days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter#cite_note-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[2]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; after his &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Crucifixion of Jesus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crucifixion_of_Jesus"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crucifixion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Many Christian denominations celebrate this resurrection on Easter Day or Easter Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter#cite_note-2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[3]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (also Resurrection Day or Resurrection Sunday), two days after &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Good Friday" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Good_Friday"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and three days after &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Maundy Thursday" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maundy_Thursday"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maundy Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. The &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Chronology of Jesus" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chronology_of_Jesus"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chronology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; of his death and resurrection is variously interpreted to be between &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Anno Domini" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anno_Domini"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A.D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 26 and 36. Easter also refers to the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Easter season" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter_season"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;season&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; of the church year called &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Eastertide" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eastertide"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eastertide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; or the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Easter season" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter_season"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter Season&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Traditionally the Easter Season lasted for the forty days from Easter Day until &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Ascension of Jesus Christ" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ascension_of_Jesus_Christ"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ascension&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Day but now officially lasts for the fifty days until &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Pentecost" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pentecost"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pentecost&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. The first week of the Easter Season is known as Easter Week or the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Octave of Easter" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Octave_of_Easter"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Octave of Easter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Easter also marks the end of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Lent" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lent"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, a season of fasting, prayer, and penance.&lt;br /&gt;Easter is a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Moveable feast" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moveable_feast"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moveable feast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, meaning it is not fixed in relation to the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Civil calendar" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Civil_calendar"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;civil calendar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Easter falls at some point between late March and late April each year (early April to early May in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Eastern Christianity" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eastern_Christianity"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eastern Christianity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;), following the cycle of the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Moon" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moon"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. After several centuries of disagreement, all churches accepted the computation of the Alexandrian Church (now the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Coptic Church" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coptic_Church"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coptic Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) that Easter is the first Sunday after the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Paschal Full Moon" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paschal_Full_Moon"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paschal Full Moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, which is the first moon whose 14th day (the ecclesiastic "full moon") is on or after &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="March 21" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/March_21"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (the ecclesiastic "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Equinox" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equinox"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vernal equinox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;Easter is linked to the Jewish &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Passover" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Passover"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; not only for much of its symbolism but also for its position in the calendar.&lt;br /&gt;Cultural elements, such as the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Easter Bunny" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter_Bunny"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter Bunny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="Easter egg" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter_egg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter egg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; hunts, have become part of the holiday's modern celebrations, and those aspects are often celebrated by many Christians and non-Christians alike. There are also some Christian denominations which do not celebrate Easter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh. Easter bunnyyyy wunnyyy.. wabbit :] Damn my Mom knows more about this shit than I do. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IT'S THE END OF THE WEEKEND :(&lt;br /&gt;Damn I hate Sundays. Sigh. But I guess I'll get my long holiday soon :) Whoop whoop! Been transferring all my songs onto my laptop today. Not even half-way there!!! I still got so many more cds! And then Ramoja you better give me a thumbdrive the next time I see you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk imma go omegle now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT HOMEWORK. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$%^&amp;amp;*(*&amp;amp;^%$#@!@%$#@!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-173298816917036198?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/173298816917036198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=173298816917036198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/173298816917036198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/173298816917036198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='HAPPY EASTER'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6595828237319684650</id><published>2009-04-11T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:41:25.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUNDAMOVEI</title><content type='html'>Pundamovei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL kaylie i just read your blog and that made me laugh!!!!!!! and i totally forgot to blog about lame Tuesday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday we were told that we will not have assembley but instead, we had this "Sports Chanbara" thing. Most of us had no fucking clue what the hell it was so I went to google on it and the search results said "Martial Arts (Sword Fighter)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE?!?! LOL. So I told everyone it might include some samurai sheeyat. During the thing Aqilah, Nanah, Kaylie and I tied up our hair in a samurai bun..... just for the effect ;) Overall it was very lame. We were given this soft sword thing to chase around people and smack their legs. We did it. Then we were told to do some hit and block thing. Which was also a bit lame. Hehehe. But it was fucking funny!!!! Cuz a lot of people looked so gay doing it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanbara finished. We're gonna have it for PE. Fuck I'd rather rollerblade!!!!!!! Ugh. After school we had napfa 5 items. LAME I CANNOT GET MY BLOODY GOLD CAUSE OF FUCKING STANDING BROAD JUMP. Always it's the standing broad jump. Hmpgh. After that day my arm hurt like @#$%^&amp;amp;^. Everyone's body was aching. FOR SOME RIDICULOUS REASON! We're all getting old. Daaayummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday can't remember. Thursday!!!!!!!! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL. We all went to check out Tampines 1 after school. Me, Kaylie, Jolene, Line and SY. It was fucking crowded and Uni Qlo had a line that stretched till the toilets area?!?! I was feeling sick so i went home. At night fabeha and rameza came over to stay. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang karaoke!!!!!! so funny!!!!!! hahah this jakun meeja cannot sing when I set up the thing for her she's like "OMG SO PAISEH!!!! I DONT WANNA SING" but in the end we all sang and it was pretty fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chaliyan. Banyaan. LMAO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great night! Slept at 8 am for me and Rameza and we woke up at 1!!! Because we had to go out. It was a great day again. Shan't elaborate. I have my memories with me in my mind :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH CAME HOME TIRED! ATE. AND SLEPT. Today had bitchy hindi school. My teacher went to MALAYSIA. So we had a relief. The relief was so damn nice. :))))))))) I sat alone today cause Sudha didn't come but then i shifted to Aniket and Varun (HAHAHAHA to copy answers) for a while. And then I talked to Atul and Utkarsh. So weird. I call him Pandey in school and Utkarsh in hindi class. WHAT THE PANDEY. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and we all were bloody late today. The whole group. So we decided to play cheat and sneak from the back but bloody Varun didn't let us go so we had to take the more obvious route. EVERYONE saw us and it was just embarassing. Tina made us go back down and then we got a slight nagging. Lol!!! Rohit you and your stupid plan!!!!! :P After class Praj and I were waiting for them for like 10 minutes while they fascinate themselves with a bloody rubrics cube? Lamers. -.- so we just left before them and then later Shreya K and Sneha came. LOL Shreya tells the lamest jokes. I miss sitting beside her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :(((((She is so lame that I love her!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHREYA ACHARYA YOU BETTER COME TO SCHOOL NEXT WEEK CAUSE GOT HINDI EXAM AND MUST COME TO SCHOOL AT 8 AM SHARP :) dont be late!!!!!!!! hahaha like meee :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else. Nothing much. I'm bored right now right now. And I was listening to that song Ramo sent me. That thing you dooooo. IT'S SO CUTE!!!!!! I totally remember this song. It's so freaking niceeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;You.. doing that thing you do. breaking my heart into a million pieces like you always do and you dont mean to be cruel you never even knew about the heartache i've been going through. i try and try to forget you girl but it's just so hard to do! everytime you do that thing you do :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah that thing you doooo. wink wink wink wink. LMAO :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I GTG DOWNLOAD ITUNES MWAH XXX :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6595828237319684650?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6595828237319684650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6595828237319684650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6595828237319684650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6595828237319684650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/pundamovei.html' title='PUNDAMOVEI'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8755722869462816291</id><published>2009-04-11T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:54:13.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMEGLEEEEEE HAHAHA suz you bloody hell made me wanna do this too!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Omegle has weird, sexist, racist hobo americans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: teach me&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OIUNBG&lt;br /&gt;You: soemthing&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OKOK&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HOLD ON&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: 2 + 2&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: = 27&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LEARN FROM IT&lt;br /&gt;You: NO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YES&lt;br /&gt;You: NO&lt;br /&gt;You: U STUPID&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YES&lt;br /&gt;You: I WANT SMART&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: U STUPID&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: U DUMB DUMB&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: GO TO A TXT BOOK&lt;br /&gt;You: BIG BUM BUM&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D':&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BUM?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: FAIL&lt;br /&gt;You: YES!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I WIN&lt;br /&gt;You: BUM&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HUZZA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: DUM&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BUM&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SUM&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU GOT LOTSA OF JUNK&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WHAT IS SUM? D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O.O&lt;br /&gt;You: IN YR TRUNK&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O RLY?&lt;br /&gt;You: YEH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OH.&lt;br /&gt;You: LOSE THAT ASS.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D':&lt;br /&gt;You: awwww&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I DONATED IT&lt;br /&gt;You: ok i teach you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: TO YER MOMMA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;You: HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o.o&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WHAT&lt;br /&gt;You: NOW YOU'RE FLAT&lt;br /&gt;You: FLAT BITCH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O.0&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: QUE QUE QUE&lt;br /&gt;You: &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O.O&lt;br /&gt;You: &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SELFISH BIATCH&lt;br /&gt;You: AWWWW&lt;br /&gt;You: WELL TOO BAD&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: STFU&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU'RE TOO STUPID TO GET ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IM TIGHT WITH YER MOTHA&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BTW&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IMA GUY&lt;br /&gt;You: NO&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU'RE A GAY&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O.O&lt;br /&gt;You: A FLAT BITCH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: GUY&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: GUY&lt;br /&gt;You: AWWWW&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YER GAY&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: PROVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: K&lt;br /&gt;You: k?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SEND PICS&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NAO&lt;br /&gt;You: TO A GAY FLAT BITCH?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HA YES K&lt;br /&gt;You: :O&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: MHM&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O:&lt;br /&gt;You: mhm?&lt;br /&gt;You: OMG&lt;br /&gt;You: ZOMGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OMG&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ZOMGGG&lt;br /&gt;You: MY FUCKING GODDD&lt;br /&gt;You: HOW COULD YOU&lt;br /&gt;You: EWWWW&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IM STRANGER&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NANANANA&lt;br /&gt;You: NEXT THING YOU'D TELL ME&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU'RE&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IM GAY CUZ IM STRANGER&lt;br /&gt;You: A PAEDOPHILE&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;You: :O&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O:&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IMA PEDOPHILE&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NOT A PAEDOPHILE&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: THE FUCK IS THAT&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: ITS PAEDOPHILE DUMBASS&lt;br /&gt;You: SPELL IT RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NO&lt;br /&gt;You: YES&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ITS PEDOPHILE&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: DUMBASS&lt;br /&gt;You: ARE YOU AMERICAN?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I AM&lt;br /&gt;You: THEN!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AN ALIEN&lt;br /&gt;You: LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;You: AMERICAN RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;You: I LEARN BRITISH ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: yes i am&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: FOOL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O:&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: !&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BRITISH!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: POPPYCOCK!&lt;br /&gt;You: YEH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WANKER!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: TALLY HO!&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU PRICK&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOU PRICK&lt;br /&gt;You: ok lol&lt;br /&gt;You: relax&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;You: relaxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: noes&lt;br /&gt;You: stop&lt;br /&gt;You: getting&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: where are my crumpets&lt;br /&gt;You: an erection&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: no ;-;&lt;br /&gt;You: PAEDOPHILE.&lt;br /&gt;You: stop wanking&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: PEDOPHILE&lt;br /&gt;You: pot head!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WHUTS WANKING O:&lt;br /&gt;You: WANKING&lt;br /&gt;You: MEANS&lt;br /&gt;You: SOMETHING YOU GAYS DO.&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o-o&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: JACK OFF&lt;br /&gt;You: AWWW&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;You: go get some pussy you gay!&lt;br /&gt;You: :P&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOU&lt;br /&gt;You: HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WHAT DOES WANKER MEAN&lt;br /&gt;You: means&lt;br /&gt;You: a person&lt;br /&gt;You: who wanks&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o-o&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: i knew that D:&lt;br /&gt;You: google it beesh.&lt;br /&gt;You: yeh&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: beesh no&lt;br /&gt;You: AMERICAN. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: im from mas hoe&lt;br /&gt;You: mas hoe?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: MAS = MARS&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HOE = YOU&lt;br /&gt;You: DUMB AMERICAN&lt;br /&gt;You: WHO CANT SPELL.&lt;br /&gt;You: HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: FAIL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: no you fail.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NO YOU&lt;br /&gt;You: EPIC FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SONIC FAIL&lt;br /&gt;You: ya ya ya&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: JAJAJJAA&lt;br /&gt;You: go wank yourself now&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: K&lt;br /&gt;You: so you can sleep at night :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BRB&lt;br /&gt;You: K?&lt;br /&gt;You: WHAT THE FOOSH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: K&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HOLD ON&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: DDDDDDDDDDDDDDX&lt;br /&gt;You: BLOODY AMERICANS&lt;br /&gt;You: :O&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O:&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BLUDY NOOBS&lt;br /&gt;You: NOOBS?&lt;br /&gt;You: I AM NOT FROM NOOBS&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;You: i am from BOOBS&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ILY BRITISH MAN&lt;br /&gt;You: nooo&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BAD BAD BRITISH MAN!&lt;br /&gt;You: boobs means&lt;br /&gt;You: you have boobs&lt;br /&gt;You: no man&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o-o&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o rly -.-&lt;br /&gt;You: yeh&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: you suck&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: MNOLLY&lt;br /&gt;You: dont you know that?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: MOLLY&lt;br /&gt;You: SUCKA.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SUCKA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: DICK&lt;br /&gt;You: yo momma so fat, when she jump for joy.... SHE GOT STUCK.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O:&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: JOY?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AS IN SOY JOY?&lt;br /&gt;You: JOY.&lt;br /&gt;You: NOOO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: DAMN&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: THEYRE GOOD&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: : D&lt;br /&gt;You: JOOOYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;You: ok&lt;br /&gt;You: so&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SOY JOYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;You: so&lt;br /&gt;You: so&lt;br /&gt;You: so&lt;br /&gt;You: so&lt;br /&gt;You: so&lt;br /&gt;You: are&lt;br /&gt;You: u&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OS?&lt;br /&gt;You: from&lt;br /&gt;You: america&lt;br /&gt;You: or&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: MAS&lt;br /&gt;You: mars&lt;br /&gt;You: or&lt;br /&gt;You: boobs&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;You: or&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O.O&lt;br /&gt;You: noobs&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: omegle.com&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IM FROM OMEGLE.COM&lt;br /&gt;You: :&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: i'm from india&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: i are not amused&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o.0&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o rly&lt;br /&gt;You: i love you americans&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: love me&lt;br /&gt;You: cuz you're so fucking dumb :O&lt;br /&gt;You: HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: awww&lt;br /&gt;You: naw i'm from singapore. SINGAPORE'S MY BITCH HOMIE.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: i got a c on my science fair project : D&lt;br /&gt;You: omg&lt;br /&gt;You: A C?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: a c&lt;br /&gt;You: you should get a C.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ac&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AC&lt;br /&gt;You: A.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AIR CONDITIONER&lt;br /&gt;You: :O&lt;br /&gt;You: it's hot here!&lt;br /&gt;You: dont mock me&lt;br /&gt;You: BITCH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HAHAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;You: RACIST BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AHAHHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I LOL'D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: GD&lt;br /&gt;You: i'll castrate you.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ima gurl&lt;br /&gt;You: no&lt;br /&gt;You: you said&lt;br /&gt;You: you're a guy&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: yes&lt;br /&gt;You: now&lt;br /&gt;You: you're a girl&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol yea&lt;br /&gt;You: you're a trans.&lt;br /&gt;You: BITCH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: mhmmmm&lt;br /&gt;You: tsk tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;You: americans.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: stfu&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: crazy psycho pedo&lt;br /&gt;You: so many trans nowadays&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: oh iknorite&lt;br /&gt;You: cant you decide on one?&lt;br /&gt;You: A GIRL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol&lt;br /&gt;You: OR A GUY?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BOTH MOFO&lt;br /&gt;You: NOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IM ON A BOAT MOTHER FUCKER DONT YOU FORGET D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU BLOODY HIV SOURCES.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AHHAHHAAH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: TRUE TRUE&lt;br /&gt;You: I'D PUSH YOU OFF IT!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;You: SO DECIDE NOW&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU WANT PUSSY OR HOTDOGS?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HOTDOGS&lt;br /&gt;You: :&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lololololol&lt;br /&gt;You: WHERE?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: THERE&lt;br /&gt;You: UP YOH FRONT&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: STFU&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IMA GURL&lt;br /&gt;You: OR THE BACK.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SO I GOTTA CHANGE MY PAD NAOZ&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: FER SRS&lt;br /&gt;You: SHUT UP&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IT BE DRIPPIN&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU BLOODY RACIST BITCH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: NOW YOU'RE SEXIST.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o.o&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: i truly am having my period&lt;br /&gt;You: oh you are?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: yeah ._.&lt;br /&gt;You: me too ._.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: oh my....&lt;br /&gt;You: yehhhh&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: fucking menstrual cycle &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;You: stop it from dripping&lt;br /&gt;You: use the correct pad.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: um&lt;br /&gt;You: stop using tampons&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: i use a bowl&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: : D&lt;br /&gt;You: a bowl?&lt;br /&gt;You: oh&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: A BOWL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;You: use...&lt;br /&gt;You: a bigger bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: a cupholder&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;You: NO&lt;br /&gt;You: FUCK NO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: A CUP&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU BLOODY SICK&lt;br /&gt;You: SICKO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;You: flat bitch &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: GURL&lt;br /&gt;You: GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;You: not GURL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: oh&lt;br /&gt;You: can't you spell&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: \XD&lt;br /&gt;You: prickpod&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: tf&lt;br /&gt;You: heeeh :]&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ummm&lt;br /&gt;You: ye?????????&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: http://www.smouch.net/lol&lt;br /&gt;You: wtf's that&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: my n00ds&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XD&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: nonono&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: its my dog&lt;br /&gt;You: noods?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: :[&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol&lt;br /&gt;You: NUDE?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: DX&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU NUDE&lt;br /&gt;You: PORNO?&lt;br /&gt;You: OMG&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HAHAAHHAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ITS NOT&lt;br /&gt;You: PORN&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OMG DX&lt;br /&gt;You: OOO&lt;br /&gt;You: :O&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o.o&lt;br /&gt;You: sicko. you like it don't you.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol no&lt;br /&gt;You: WTF&lt;br /&gt;You: WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL HUH&lt;br /&gt;You: smouch?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YEA?&lt;br /&gt;You: he&lt;br /&gt;You: looks gay&lt;br /&gt;You: like you.&lt;br /&gt;You: :O&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol shouldnt oyu have gotten spammed by now&lt;br /&gt;You: OMG&lt;br /&gt;You: yes&lt;br /&gt;You: i did&lt;br /&gt;You: you bitch :(&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol good&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;You: bloody gay bastard&lt;br /&gt;You: kept singing&lt;br /&gt;You: maybe this is you.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XDDDDD HAHHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: yes&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: it is o-o&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU GAY BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: im an internet sensation!&lt;br /&gt;You: you need&lt;br /&gt;You: a life&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: yuou too&lt;br /&gt;You: i know what else you do on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;You: PORN.&lt;br /&gt;You: you porn star.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: k&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WHATS YER AIM&lt;br /&gt;You: MY AIM&lt;br /&gt;You: TO TO TERMINATE&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YEA&lt;br /&gt;You: ALL GAYS&lt;br /&gt;You: IN THIS WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOLOLOLOOLOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;You: CUZ IMMA HOMOPHOBIC PSYCHO&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O RLY&lt;br /&gt;You: yeh&lt;br /&gt;You: :]&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;br /&gt;You: awww&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YER A LADY&lt;br /&gt;You: sorry&lt;br /&gt;You: i gotta killz ya&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BE A LADY DAMN YOU&lt;br /&gt;You: I AM A LADY&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O:&lt;br /&gt;You: who shall save this world&lt;br /&gt;You: of hiv&lt;br /&gt;You: :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: CUTE IS WHAT WE AIM FOR&lt;br /&gt;You: HAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;You: I KNOW THT&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HAHA REALLY??&lt;br /&gt;You: YEH&lt;br /&gt;You: but only a song&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: :D&lt;br /&gt;You: nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;br /&gt;You: LMAO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: DDDDDD:&lt;br /&gt;You: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;You: WELLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: what song :}&lt;br /&gt;You: JACK AND JILL&lt;br /&gt;You: WENT UP&lt;br /&gt;You: A&lt;br /&gt;You: HILLL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o rly ._.&lt;br /&gt;You: TO FETCH A PAIL&lt;br /&gt;You: OF WATERRRR&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O:::::::::::::::::&lt;br /&gt;You: STUPID JILL&lt;br /&gt;You: CAME DOWN THE HILL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: 8=================================================================D&lt;br /&gt;You: WITH A FUCKING DAUGHTER&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XD&lt;br /&gt;You: HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL WTF&lt;br /&gt;You: :]&lt;br /&gt;You: didyagetit/&lt;br /&gt;You: ?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NICE STORY&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SHE DID THE PAIL&lt;br /&gt;You: i nose ;D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XD&lt;br /&gt;You: NO&lt;br /&gt;You: STUPID&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;You: SHE DID JACK.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SHE DID JACK D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: yeh.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: JACK LIKES THRUST&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;You: and the pail&lt;br /&gt;You: was left...&lt;br /&gt;You: HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o.o&lt;br /&gt;You: THRUST???&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: oh my&lt;br /&gt;You: OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HAHAH THRUST THRUST!&lt;br /&gt;You: TSKKKK&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ATL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: :DDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;You: i learn that in belly dancing&lt;br /&gt;You: it's a move&lt;br /&gt;You: THRUSTING&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o.o&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IN OUT?&lt;br /&gt;You: hahaha NOT INTO ANYTHING DUMBOO&lt;br /&gt;You: it's justa move.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: i know&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IN&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OUT&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IN&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OUT&lt;br /&gt;You: yep&lt;br /&gt;You: in out&lt;br /&gt;You: in out&lt;br /&gt;You: in out......&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: xd&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XD&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU SEX MANIAC.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OH I KNOWZ&lt;br /&gt;You: tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: tisk&lt;br /&gt;You: i bet you're watching porn in the other window.&lt;br /&gt;You: tskkkk&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: cobra starship&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o.0&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: i dont have another window open D:&lt;br /&gt;You: cuz you just closed it&lt;br /&gt;You: you're guilty&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: o&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ok&lt;br /&gt;You: yehhhhhhhhhhsssssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;You: :-D&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: stfu&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D':&lt;br /&gt;You: no i won&lt;br /&gt;You: wont&lt;br /&gt;You: i live in a democratic country&lt;br /&gt;You: and i can speak for what i believe in&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: haha ok&lt;br /&gt;You: yes&lt;br /&gt;You: and i believe&lt;br /&gt;You: that gay homos&lt;br /&gt;You: like you&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: should play&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WOW&lt;br /&gt;You: have to be&lt;br /&gt;You: teriminated&lt;br /&gt;You: if not&lt;br /&gt;You: this world shall end&lt;br /&gt;You: :]&lt;br /&gt;You: by hiv.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: um&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AIDSSSSSSSSS D:&lt;br /&gt;You: cuz sooner or later everyone might want to turn bi&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol&lt;br /&gt;You: yeh.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: nice&lt;br /&gt;You: cuz we're all curious human beings.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O:&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOUR A DOG&lt;br /&gt;You: NO I'M NOT&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YES YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU'RE A DOG.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I SEE YOUR TAIL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: what the fuck1?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOU'RE A DOG&lt;br /&gt;You: no&lt;br /&gt;You: i'm a bitch&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YES&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;You: faggot.&lt;br /&gt;You: &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: &lt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: i lol'd&lt;br /&gt;You: COW.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: D:&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HIPPO&lt;br /&gt;You: PLATTYPUS&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O.O&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WHALE D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;You: whales are the sex.&lt;br /&gt;You: ;)&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OH MY&lt;br /&gt;You: humpback whales. ;)&lt;br /&gt;You: LMAO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: UHHH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I JUST FIGURED OUT SOMETHING&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOU'RE A WHORE&lt;br /&gt;You: you're a pig.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: \I JUST WON SOLITAIRE&lt;br /&gt;You: LMAO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: APPLAUD ME BETCH!&lt;br /&gt;You: GO PIG&lt;br /&gt;You: WOOOOH&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU THE BITCH&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XD YEA&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WAIT&lt;br /&gt;You: NO&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOU FUCKER D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;You: I WONT&lt;br /&gt;You: GASP&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol ya did&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: GASP!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: A TOILET&lt;br /&gt;You: fuck you. i'm no fucker.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: USE IT &gt;:&lt;br /&gt;You: NO&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU USE&lt;br /&gt;You: A PAD.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOU IS A FUCKA&lt;br /&gt;You: YOU BLOODY HOE.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XD&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: LOL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: K&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BYE&lt;br /&gt;You: BLOODY LEAKER. hope you get raped &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;You: ew&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: O.O&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOU MEAN&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I RAPE&lt;br /&gt;You: that wont be&lt;br /&gt;You: nice&lt;br /&gt;You: to&lt;br /&gt;You: see&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AND&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SMELL&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: : D&lt;br /&gt;You: you rape and you smell?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lol yes&lt;br /&gt;You: i knew it.&lt;br /&gt;You: you're a fucking hobo.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: haha k bai&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: XDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HAHAHHAHHAHAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;You: TSKKK&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: lollllll&lt;br /&gt;You: go get a job you bloody useless loser.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: ily&lt;br /&gt;You: awww&lt;br /&gt;You: you should&lt;br /&gt;You: :D&lt;br /&gt;Your conversational partner has disconnected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8755722869462816291?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8755722869462816291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8755722869462816291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8755722869462816291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8755722869462816291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/omegleeeeee-hahaha-suz-you-bloody-hell.html' title='OMEGLEEEEEE HAHAHA suz you bloody hell made me wanna do this too!!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1139905590915845599</id><published>2009-04-06T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:40:19.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY FABEHAAA JAAAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday to you baby!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:) you're the best thing god has ever given me. You light up my life, dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My darling bestfriend. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's post is dedicated to my bestfriend! Happy sweet sixteen hun. It's been great knowing you and we'll def go a long way. We'll go a long way ;)&lt;br /&gt;I've pretty much already told you what I have to ---- not gonna say it here.. it's personal. Mwahahaha. Thanks for always being there for me jaani. You're the best. You complete me Fabeha Khan :) There's so much I want to say about you, but I guess I don't wanna make this post draggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!! :) Hope you really enjoyed yesterday. (oooh yes we all threw Fab a surprise but that girl already suspected. DAMN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEING BHAI WAS SO NICE!!!!!!! I MISSED YOU BHAI!! I WANNA SEE MORE OF YOU :) :) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;omggg and back to school after the damn long weekend again. HAIYOOO.. but at least friday is good friday!!!!! YES.&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTTT tmrw is like napfa?!!?!? and they told us today. They're so bloody stupid. Poor sec 1s and 2s have it today, so if they didn't bring their PE they would have to go home and get it. So sad. OH WELLL OMG I'M SO TIRED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fabby happy birthday i love you mwahhhh &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1139905590915845599?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1139905590915845599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1139905590915845599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1139905590915845599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1139905590915845599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-fabehaaa-jaaan.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY FABEHAAA JAAAN'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5214604751217790744</id><published>2009-04-01T20:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:32:51.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL FOOL, YOU FOOL.</title><content type='html'>ZOMGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping too much omg. For the past few days my sleeping cycle has been oddly weird and I just can't stop sleeping!!!!! Since last weekend I guess.&lt;br /&gt;TOO MUCH FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home on Monday, slept and then woke up around dinner time. THE START OF THE BAD CYCLE. After since, I've been doing the same over and over again :( Daamnnn. School's been ok. Nothing much to say about it. We had assembly today instead of Tuesday cuz of our "Sports carnival" shit. I still think it's stupid---- even though we can play wii tennis. IT'S STILL STUPID. We are made to stand in a weird circle according to houses. It's just wronggggg - we can't get to see the people running!!!! Stupid stupid. Long weekend though. HEHEHE. Stupid Speech Day is that day too. Don't feel like watching people get prizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG AMERICAN IDOL'S ON ----- ANOOP SANG SO WELL. &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what the judges sayyyyyyyyyy. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was going home and Rameza called me to meet her and Delvin!!! Then Fab and Pavan came too. OMGGGGG PAVAN YOU ARE SO BAD. Stupid. Rameza is so mean. :((((((( She abused me. Abuser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMERICAN IDOL WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-5214604751217790744?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5214604751217790744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5214604751217790744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5214604751217790744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5214604751217790744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fool-you-fool.html' title='APRIL FOOL, YOU FOOL.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6766771988474682816</id><published>2009-03-25T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:17:10.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pieces don't fit anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SUZZZ I'M SO ADDICTED TO THAT SONG ON YR BLOG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been twisting and turning in a space that's too small&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been drawing the line and watching it fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've been closing me in , closing the space in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watching us fading and watching it all fall apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I can't explain why it's not enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I gave it all to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you leave me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh just leave me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the better thing to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's time to surrender&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been too long pretending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no use in trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the pieces don't fit anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pieces don't fit here anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You pulled me under so I had to give in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Such a beautiful mess that's breaking my skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I'll hide all the bruises; I'll hide all the damage that's done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why I can't explain why it's not enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I gave it all to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you leave me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh just leave me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the better thing to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's time to surrender&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been too long pretending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no use in trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the pieces don't fit anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pieces don't fit anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You pulled me under so I had to give in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Such a beautiful mess that's breaking my skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I'll hide all the bruises; I'll hide all the damage that's done'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I show how I'm feeling until all the feeling has goneI don't know why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well I can't explain why it's not enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I gave it all to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you leave me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh just leave me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the better thing to doIt's time to surrender&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been too long pretending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no use in trying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the pieces don't fit anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pieces don't fit anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pieces don't fit anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, don't misunderstand how I feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I've tried, yes I've tried&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still I don't know why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No I don't know why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6766771988474682816?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6766771988474682816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6766771988474682816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6766771988474682816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6766771988474682816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/03/pieces-dont-fit-anymore.html' title='pieces don&apos;t fit anymore'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-439359815588623307</id><published>2009-03-22T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:02:44.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF YOU'RE DESI AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDMmoFhqI/AAAAAAAAAmk/sIZgrk7lC9A/s1600-h/desi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDMQSYBvI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Kd2zTIMEimU/s1600-h/img_php_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010287966979826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDMQSYBvI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Kd2zTIMEimU/s320/img_php_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Totally yaaaaawwrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Okay a totally desi post to end of the last day of March Holidays!!!!!!! Fuck i'm gonna miss holidays. June's gonna be a bitch. SIGH SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay moving on to the desi part. I was bored, and if you know me as a facebooker, you know how much i LOOOOVE bumper stickers. So i keyed in "Desi" in the search engine thing and got lotsa desi shit!!! So let me share my desi love with ya'll. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDFrxELxI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dXoEriFimSs/s1600-h/desi_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010175084375826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDFrxELxI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dXoEriFimSs/s320/desi_thumb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDFiK8gNI/AAAAAAAAAmM/eFSdKABetig/s1600-h/desi8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010172508569810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDFiK8gNI/AAAAAAAAAmM/eFSdKABetig/s320/desi8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LMAO. ONE OF MY FAVS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDFRJSVYI/AAAAAAAAAmE/GlRWnAJgkaQ/s1600-h/desi7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010167938209154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDFRJSVYI/AAAAAAAAAmE/GlRWnAJgkaQ/s320/desi7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwww cho chweet. haha reminds me of Roshan actually because when he wants to scold he uses these :P WITH SUAR KA BACCHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010167857358642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDFQ2ApzI/AAAAAAAAAl8/quTabeNBasY/s320/desi6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;YOU VANT CHAI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDFEzrfmI/AAAAAAAAAl0/gTBIe80h6cY/s1600-h/DESI5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010164626357858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 64px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDFEzrfmI/AAAAAAAAAl0/gTBIe80h6cY/s320/DESI5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HELLS YEAH I AM. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8VFWewI/AAAAAAAAAls/RKgFMw0-I30/s1600-h/desi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010014376622850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8VFWewI/AAAAAAAAAls/RKgFMw0-I30/s320/desi4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It just can't get any better than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8faEIqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/X9Z3Cbr2ALM/s1600-h/desi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010017147855522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8faEIqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/X9Z3Cbr2ALM/s320/desi3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh of course i do. My fellow YEEEENDIANS. i loobh you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8eMwDXI/AAAAAAAAAlc/AU6kRlLkIzs/s1600-h/1962601_564136_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010016823577970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 39px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8eMwDXI/AAAAAAAAAlc/AU6kRlLkIzs/s320/1962601_564136_thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey Bhagwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8TBC1II/AAAAAAAAAlU/YiXyqacB_aA/s1600-h/DESI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010013821686914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8TBC1II/AAAAAAAAAlU/YiXyqacB_aA/s320/DESI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAH KHANDAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8FteNcI/AAAAAAAAAlM/fIFBZuCWN4A/s1600-h/desi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316010010249934274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZC8FteNcI/AAAAAAAAAlM/fIFBZuCWN4A/s320/desi2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TRUE THAT MOTHERFUCKER. just like my momma. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I was talking to Fabby and she asked me where my mom was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I replied : "In the kitchen".....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                  "where she belongs"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA I'M SO MEAN. ok shit i got a lot of homework and i'm stuck on facebook. UUGHHHH&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/26662183-439359815588623307?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/439359815588623307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=439359815588623307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/439359815588623307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/439359815588623307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-youre-desi-and-you-know-it-clap-your.html' title='IF YOU&apos;RE DESI AND YOU KNOW IT CLAP YOUR HANDS!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/ScZDMQSYBvI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Kd2zTIMEimU/s72-c/img_php_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-4641245360156971957</id><published>2009-03-15T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:16:47.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLI HAIIIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Man United - Liverpool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1-4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so dissapointed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I missed the match to go for Holi at Khalsa Asscn. Damn, we got thrashed so badly. Vidic's red card gave them such an advantage. Oh well on a happier note holi was really fun! I met Ramo, Nic and Fab on the bus first and then later Rosh and Dinny Danny, Imdad (correct me if i'm wrong???) and Dan joined us! It was sooo funnn hahaha ok i got pictures for you. STOLEN FROM NIC :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sbxifwa1xdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/GR97VavXkzA/s1600-h/fire+holi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313229958103287250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sbxifwa1xdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/GR97VavXkzA/s320/fire+holi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireman. Whatever he's called. He was performing with fire but the wind was working against him. Poor him! Anyways the fire is somewhat appropriate since Holi started with fire? Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sbxif_1Zx0I/AAAAAAAAAk0/LGAe_5cD890/s1600-h/holi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313229962241230658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sbxif_1Zx0I/AAAAAAAAAk0/LGAe_5cD890/s320/holi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bestfriend &lt;3 haha we wore the same tee shirt so when we went to 7-11 to buy drinks the man at the counter asked us if we were twins. Heeee. We even have matching phones ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxifjHp2jI/AAAAAAAAAks/afHdumoF148/s1600-h/the+gang+holi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313229954533153330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxifjHp2jI/AAAAAAAAAks/afHdumoF148/s320/the+gang+holi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiTHjqjDI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XKWExar04FI/s1600-h/holi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313229740976016434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiTHjqjDI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XKWExar04FI/s320/holi3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Colour me silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiSxOABjI/AAAAAAAAAkc/omsszgsfIDQ/s1600-h/holi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313229734979569202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiSxOABjI/AAAAAAAAAkc/omsszgsfIDQ/s320/holi4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is soooo cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiSiz2imI/AAAAAAAAAkU/fM9z9oK8F0E/s1600-h/PONTIANAK+HOLI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313229731111799394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiSiz2imI/AAAAAAAAAkU/fM9z9oK8F0E/s320/PONTIANAK+HOLI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pontianak// KALI MAATA hahahah &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiSWykM9I/AAAAAAAAAkM/WTcxNML1JSE/s1600-h/holime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313229727885177810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiSWykM9I/AAAAAAAAAkM/WTcxNML1JSE/s320/holime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is me the mental escape ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiSaMa3AI/AAAAAAAAAkE/X7pEJCFzG1A/s1600-h/roshholi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313229728798923778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbxiSaMa3AI/AAAAAAAAAkE/X7pEJCFzG1A/s320/roshholi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;p&gt;ROSHAN!!!!! and dan!! hahaha. Awww roshan you look chooo haappyyy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor Roshan had to miss the game and he must be very sad that we lost. UGHHHHH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But you had fun at holi right? :P and you got to see the match as well. Did you? Right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok anyways. I'M SO COLOURED NOWWW. I looked like I tanned!!! and omg i have a red mustache. hehehe. MORE PICTURES ON FACEBOOOOOK. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I'm going for Holi at ECP. Yes to get even more coloured :o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xxxxxxx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-4641245360156971957?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/4641245360156971957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=4641245360156971957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4641245360156971957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4641245360156971957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/03/holi-haiiiii.html' title='HOLI HAIIIII'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sbxifwa1xdI/AAAAAAAAAk8/GR97VavXkzA/s72-c/fire+holi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6900609752307492166</id><published>2009-03-08T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:14:24.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family outing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbPRCvyFEnI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Iu_nUwT9Krs/s1600-h/DSC02657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310818230716404338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbPRCvyFEnI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Iu_nUwT9Krs/s320/DSC02657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAHAHA. tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbPRCq_aHJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/XmueDEtGFIA/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310818229430131858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbPRCq_aHJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/XmueDEtGFIA/s320/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awwww &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was fun :) haha. Went out with the family! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On saturday my plans got cancelled over and over again and then I had no bloody mood to go anywhere. So I watched movies all day long. First I was watching this movie called Partition, it's like this movie about India - Pakistan partition. Then I realised it's exactly the movie Gadar only in english. And less exaggerated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I watched this freaky movie called Beneath. It was ..... WEIRD. I was supposed to watch The Pursuit of Happyness but I started watching something else. Ha ha ha. I dont rmb what though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BORINGGGG SUNDAY BORING AS WELL. I slept real late on Sat so I woke up at 9 and saw a sms from my tuition tchr tt she wanted to postpone tuition and i slept back. Got up at 2. I'M SUCH A PIG OMG. At 6 my Dad, Mom and I left to meet my brother at Swensons for dinner. We were celebrating out mom's bday. AND NOW I'M BACK HOME FACEBOOKING. I'm so fucking addicted to facebook it's not even funny :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facebook is like my drug. GAWSH :/&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/26662183-6900609752307492166?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6900609752307492166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6900609752307492166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6900609752307492166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6900609752307492166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-outing.html' title='family outing!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SbPRCvyFEnI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Iu_nUwT9Krs/s72-c/DSC02657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8670047184212480752</id><published>2009-03-05T17:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:17:36.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW CAN SHE SLAPPPP?</title><content type='html'>Cause giving bumper stickers is my way of showing love! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hXJuNOiI/AAAAAAAAAjs/4bIMmNPlf9M/s1600-h/not+doing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309639904811891234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hXJuNOiI/AAAAAAAAAjs/4bIMmNPlf9M/s320/not+doing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hXBR92oI/AAAAAAAAAjk/8W_6o1vR4PI/s1600-h/Peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309639902545959554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hXBR92oI/AAAAAAAAAjk/8W_6o1vR4PI/s320/Peace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I liked this! hahaha. I'm sucha hippie ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hW56SAZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/qAyA3MZ1JI0/s1600-h/NINJA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309639900567568786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hW56SAZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/qAyA3MZ1JI0/s320/NINJA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OH-EM-GEE. you can't see me, i'm hidden just like a pine tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;you can't see me cause i'mma ninja-ni-ninja-ninja-ni-ninja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha i love ninja glare :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hWlScGnI/AAAAAAAAAjU/bKFkSIR4YbI/s1600-h/bigdeal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309639895031749234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hWlScGnI/AAAAAAAAAjU/bKFkSIR4YbI/s320/bigdeal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But of course I am ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and lastly my most FAVOURITE ONE... HAHAHA.. those who don't know what it is. WELL TOO BAD. Ask me. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's ..... &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&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&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&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&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hWr8quJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/qi_-uTAANV0/s1600-h/HOW+CAN+SHE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309639896819480722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hWr8quJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/qi_-uTAANV0/s320/HOW+CAN+SHE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW CAN SHE SLAP? SLAP? SLAP? SLAP? SLAP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW CAN SHE HOW CAN SHE HOW CAN SHE SLAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW CAN SHE HOW CAN SHE HOW CAN SHE SLAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW CAN SHE SLAPPPP????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apni bHEEEEEN ko bula. Apni bHEEEEEN ko bula madhar chut :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg i swear i never get sick of that joke, NOR that video ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so today wasn't so special. I went back to school today! and turns out we've alrd got projects :S I haven't even done research on the terrorism thing either. Damn, i'm in deeep shit. And we've got more homework today. Lucky lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tmrw and next weeeeeek. Next weekend would be awesomeeee. Omg I can't wait for Holi and our Snippets projects!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sure we'll have much fun travelling Singapore togetherrrr :) BUNGEEEE HERE WE COMEEEE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8670047184212480752?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8670047184212480752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8670047184212480752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8670047184212480752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8670047184212480752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-can-she-slapppp.html' title='HOW CAN SHE SLAPPPP?'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/Sa-hXJuNOiI/AAAAAAAAAjs/4bIMmNPlf9M/s72-c/not+doing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6027362169183353615</id><published>2009-03-03T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:29:52.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>and now i see a beautiful sunset from my window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6027362169183353615?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6027362169183353615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6027362169183353615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6027362169183353615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6027362169183353615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5730268978254687349</id><published>2009-03-03T19:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T19:28:09.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day and night</title><content type='html'>IT'S ARA IN THE HOUSEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh i know i know. I havent blogged in like aeons. Fuck I know right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA. So CT1 just passed. The only thing that dissapointed me was Physics. IF ONLY I HAD STUDIED. Asscrack. Nevermind. I'll work hard for Prelims I swear. After my A MATH paper was pretty aiite. YES. I could do every single freaking question. I don't know how many of you guys are good at it, but i've been failing it all year through last yr.. so it's an achievement for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem was good. E MATH was easy but I didn't have enough time to think. If only i had 5 more mins. Oh well. The rest was a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go out! I haven't gone out since valentines and that really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the weeeekend :) whoop whoop!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-5730268978254687349?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5730268978254687349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5730268978254687349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5730268978254687349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5730268978254687349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-and-night.html' title='day and night'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8815850659795652559</id><published>2009-02-12T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T19:55:40.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEEYYYYY</title><content type='html'>omg ok first of all HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANAH. love you lots babe! wow. i'm onlineeeee. in front of my parents :O and they didn't say anything. YET. haha! school this week has been ugh. seeing shobananananan so many times. wa lau. AND SHE KEEPS MAKING ME WAIT. today she made me wait for the whole of recess for a very minor reason. aiyoooo. think she's all important. AND I HATED THE EEEEEEE THING SHE DID TO CHEWY.&lt;br /&gt;wtf. you can't just eeeeee someone like that. you know how rude that is? rude beeeeyotch. teaching us about morals and shizz. you better practise what you preach lady. YOU BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways. the class is still not painted. not painted. not painted. wth. met the family on tuesday!!!!! WHEEEE I MISSED YOU GUYS SOOOO MUCCCHHHHHHH :) and i'm so happy i'll get to see you guys on saturday. yay. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. I DONT WANNA GO POTONG PASIR EVERYDAYYYYYYYYYYYYY. WAAAH SAJC. WHY MUST BE SO FAR? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamakkkkkk. mrs wee cracks me up :P PONYTAILS ANYONE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8815850659795652559?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8815850659795652559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8815850659795652559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8815850659795652559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8815850659795652559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/02/heeyyyyy.html' title='HEEYYYYY'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-3777647255322290915</id><published>2009-02-08T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:10:27.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did the thing from Jasmine's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG SO TRUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Aradhana Gulati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 2/8/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colorgenics Number: 53167402&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to be regarded as an exiting and interesting personality able to persuade others to comply with your beliefs and ideas. You are charming and able to influence other people who come into your sphere of influence. You like mental stimulation and you are the sort of person who is prepared to 'try anything once'. Your confidence is so much so that others are often swept away by your enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;You are lazy - you dream of a peaceful, calm, uncluttered and uncomplicated life. Your ideal would be to share a permanent base with some person or persons who would be able to demonstrate on-going love, peace and security.&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all the opposition, you are insisting that your goals are realistic but circumstances are forcing you to compromise. You are not very happy with this situation but there is little that you can do about it. You have very strict standards which you try to apply to everyone who enters your sphere of influence.&lt;br /&gt;Your willpower and stamina are in danger of being overwhelmed by excessive stress. Your resilience and tenacity have become weakened. You are feeling overtaxed, worn out and getting nowhere: but you continue to stand your ground. You feel that this unfavourable situation is an encumbrance which you could well do without and you find yourself unable to make the necessary decisions at this particular moment in time to change anything.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to cope with conditions which you think are beyond your capabilities has led to considerable anxiety and stress. You now feel that you are not capable of coping with this situation and indeed any situation which could arise from what you consider to be your personal inadequacy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-3777647255322290915?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/3777647255322290915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=3777647255322290915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3777647255322290915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3777647255322290915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-did-thing-from-jasmines-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8516423188332075281</id><published>2009-02-08T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:03:28.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEK IN SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok so school this week was pretty good. We had no cca at ALL. So i was real happy bout tt. I think cca is a waste of my time. SERIOUSLY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overview of this week&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- the SS test and his test was delayed to next week --- and i still haven't fucking studied for it. BLAH. I'm going after this i swear.  :O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- Mr Yap talked to us..the bunch who need to change their "attitude" or whatever. Yes. I know. I should. Like. Now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- Miss Koh made us write on an ice cream stick (mines purple wheee) about where we will be in 5 yrs. And on the other side, where we will be in 1 yr. And she said she'd give it back to us on our O'lvl results day. FUCKKK I WROTE &lt;em&gt;MJCCCCCC.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- painted the class blue. so blue so blue. my hair has no blue. but my sex bands have blue all over it. YUCKKK. I needa get new ones now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-- finished english homework the first time :O i swear. Never finished it my whole life. OK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YESTERDAY WAS PRETTY GOOOODDDDDDD! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Went to school in the morning. Hindi school. It sucks --- haha no doubt. But it wasn't THAAT bad yest. The teacher said me and my bro are, i quote "hardworking siblings" hahahahahahahahahha. OK :P I didn't do my homework and i got awayyyy &gt;:P nani nani poo poo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that i came home and went out with Rameza and Fabeha. We watched The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button. IT WAS SOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. I SWEARRRRRR. The last time i cried in a movie was SO lame. Cuz it was in Bride Wars. Which is bullshit compared to TCCBB. And before that in a war movie called New York New York. THAT movie was good though. Unlike Bride Wars. They don't make movies like that no more :( Where there always isn't a happy ending!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait to watch Slumdog!! hahahaha omg watching movies when i should be studying -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BLAAAH. ok my laptop's dying. bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8516423188332075281?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8516423188332075281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8516423188332075281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8516423188332075281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8516423188332075281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-in-school_08.html' title='WEEK IN SCHOOL'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8142243995122279723</id><published>2009-02-08T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:47:10.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEK IN SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8142243995122279723?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8142243995122279723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8142243995122279723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8142243995122279723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8142243995122279723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-in-school.html' title='WEEK IN SCHOOL'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-818867888968513907</id><published>2009-01-31T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:16:52.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLAG DAY</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. Today was FLAG DAY. Boring shit. Omg. In the end we didn't even go for the CIP. We went to watch a movie instead. Bride Wars, AND YESSSS I cried. But of course! I always cry in moviesssss! I'm the emotional type :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went back to school and we (NANAH AQI MEEE) mrt'ed to Tamp, Aqilah to Pasir Ris. Hope she's okay :)&lt;br /&gt;I HAD SOOOO MUCH FUN TALKING TOOO NAAANAAAH &lt;3 :) LOOOVEEE YOUUU BABYYY! Can't wait for more talks like these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND A SPEACIAL NOTE FOR RAMEZA: Awwwwww you're my chosen family toooo and you're like an elder sister/friend combined. It's always fun with you :) LOVE YOUUU SWEEETYYPIEEE :) &lt;3!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-818867888968513907?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/818867888968513907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=818867888968513907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/818867888968513907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/818867888968513907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/01/flag-day.html' title='FLAG DAY'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6077899794307660844</id><published>2009-01-27T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:11:18.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINESE NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>HEY GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;Happy chinese new year out to you guys celebratin' it. hahaha. I don't really care abt it no offence, just gives me a free holiday weekend :) Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week's been really good. And omgggg my blog's literally fucking dead. I don't have time/permission to use the comp so much these days.. booohoooo. The only thing i wanna keep alive is actually my facebook though. I don't mind the blog dying. Sorrryyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO MY OUTING WAS FUN. HAHAHA. SPY thang was pretty aiite. I mean apart from start being rather more than awkward.. aft i sprained my ankle :O It was ok. Spraining my ankle is a good sign. Point to be noted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still hurts though ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft that was pretty fun too --- won't elaborate :) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I slept over at Fab's place. Slept pretty early! :P  (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;Came home. OH AND ONE MORE THING I FUCKING LOST MY PHONE.. CRAPPPPSTERRRRRRRR. Bitch man. Total bitch. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today Fab and Ram came over. You guys are always so fun --- wheeehooo! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY OF BREAK TMRW. FUCCCCKKKKKK. BTR FINISH MY HOMEWORK! and study! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6077899794307660844?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6077899794307660844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6077899794307660844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6077899794307660844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6077899794307660844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='CHINESE NEW YEAR'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-704498680189818484</id><published>2009-01-19T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:38:42.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dying.</title><content type='html'>Well. Looks like my blog's pretty much dying??? Whatever. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love weekends :) But I hate Sundays cause you always have that oh-fuck-there's-school-tmrw-feeling. Sigh. I didn't go to school on Friday cause I was feeling ill. Heard that 10 (including me) of my classmates were absent. Wow a record!!!!! Last week most and least number of absentees from our class, (correct me if i'm wrong) 10 and 7? I forgot. or was it 6. Hahaha Shobana's fed up from our class. TOOOO BAADDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went hindi school. It feels so weird, cause our O's will be in less than 6 months and we don't need to really come to hindi school to study or what. I think it's stupid if I pay a full year fees. I mean like, I would only care of the first half of the year, and after that - my O's for hindi would be done.. what's the use going to hindi school? Oh wellllllllllllllllll&lt;br /&gt;Rohit said that after that we might never contact each other again :O That's why they better make facebook. HEEEHEEE. I think I'll bug them to make facebook this week :) Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Came home -- went for some kid's one-year birthday party. Such a cute kiddddddddd, but there were ONLY kids cept me and my bro so it was a little off. Thank god we left soooonnnzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday!!!! Picnic day. Yay. I was allowed to go for it -- and at first it was a little awkward and the leading events later on made it a little depressing but it was fun after we went to Idris' bbq pit :P Hahaha. We kinda couldn't find a place to sit there so we stole his bbq -- telling off the people (MANJANS :P but what an irony I am wearing manjan :O) sitting there to go off cause it's our pit :P (YOU GO! sorry inside joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met this funny fellow called, Parvez/Parvesh (Sorry don't know lol) but Raja for short. He was so familiar -- and then it hit me that he was from my school. HAHA. What a weird world. He left school and went to Indonesia and it was so funny meeting him o.O I always remembered him as a weird annoying guy, but he's pretty funny. He can break the ice when the convo's getting a little ..... boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stayed for Idris' bbq longer than I thought :O (but I'm not complaining-- he's going away-- and I also had lots of fun there!! teehee) My parents were furious cause I told them I'd be home at 7 but came at 9+. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Well it just felt weird going home so early--- just when it was getting fun :(&lt;br /&gt;But it was nice overall. And I got to meet my dearest Danny after so long!!! I missed his nonsense. Haha :) &lt;3 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was mediocre. Nothing speciallllllll. Yayah cameee but she's still sick.. and she has a dirty little secret :O woowwwwieeesss. Nanah is still SICK. I miss you, get well soon!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else? Ok? Ok. Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-704498680189818484?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/704498680189818484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=704498680189818484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/704498680189818484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/704498680189818484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/01/dying.html' title='dying.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7307188842534576059</id><published>2009-01-16T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:45:35.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickkkkk</title><content type='html'>Wow I haven't blogged in a while. I hardly get to use the internet now - cause my mom took away my freaking laptop. FFFFFFFF. This whole week in school people were sick and full of viruses. Either fevers, viruses ---- to broken arms ;) hehehehe angeline!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was sick so I didn't go to school. Wonder who else didn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was also my dearest &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rameza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s birthday :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;13.1.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i ever forget this day! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BELATED BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt; shoutout from me to you dearest. May you achieve great success and prosperity in life - &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7307188842534576059?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7307188842534576059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7307188842534576059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7307188842534576059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7307188842534576059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/01/sickkkkk.html' title='Sickkkkk'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6800218475355651867</id><published>2009-01-07T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:21:38.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superteens!</title><content type='html'>So well today school was such an emotional turmoil. I have no comments about this. For me I think she's right - &lt;strong&gt;but she went too far with it. &lt;/strong&gt;It's not as if you're so awesome yourself that you can't wait for anyone. Asking me to run? You could have just said. And I would have done it. Not everyone is fucking god. Can't you just let it go like NORMAL people. Like not freaking humiliate me to that extent that I curse you to be damned to hell under my breath? AND MIND YOU. I was not &lt;strong&gt;WAS NOT &lt;/strong&gt;rude to you in any bloody way and you could not appreciate that. If it were anyone else they would roll their eyes at you, scoff at your statements and TALK BACK. I didn't do any of the following AND DID NOT MAKE FACES AT YOU, so don't you just assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not disrespect my religion SO WHY DON'T YOU JUST FUCK OFF. &lt;strong&gt;(you go lolololol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. You're my literature teacher and if I see any sign of you being biased (because almost everyone in my class PRETTY much dislikes you) and punishing me in lit for silly reasons, I don't know what I'll do. I have a tolerance level and hit the top mark of it. LIKE SERIOUSLY. You make me wanna kill somebody. Leave the school, leave my friends even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, bhehen chut.&lt;br /&gt;with a dusty, old phuddi.&lt;br /&gt;My day started off sooo funny cause Rameza texted me in the morning --- obviously after seeing the video I posted on her and Fabeha's wall :P Were bored. Sorry. Hahahaha :P Tmrw is superteens. Omg so tiring wth. Mad people. And saturday I can't go out with you guys cause of it :( booohoooo. Monday I have TKMB workshop, Tuesday maybe CCA, Wednesday again TKMB workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in total, I have to complete 4 history essays, 2 literature essays, Read TKMB and study for it, study e maths, SS and I wanted to do some chemistry or physics :( Don't think that's possible now. Who would say this was the first week of school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior year sucks balls. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. Monday results. :O good luck guys, really hope you do well and get into your preferred choices. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6800218475355651867?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6800218475355651867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6800218475355651867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6800218475355651867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6800218475355651867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/01/superteens.html' title='Superteens!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2155131841410894585</id><published>2009-01-06T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:21:58.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>Okay school's started but I hardly finished any homework so it doesn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait till it's next month and it turns worse. Rameza said it turns even worse after juneeee :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part RIGHT HERE. O lvls. Screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, this thurs till saturday we're having this Superteens thing. It sounds fun. Rameza told me she went for it and it was really fun. (and like most of them said that you cry after this --- she really did cry and says so will i)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe maybe, cause if she cried I am definately gonna cry. I cry easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER IS GOING AWAY SOOON AAAAAH. but she's coming back later this yr. During my O's period and she says she's gonna boss us around as hell to study and do this and that. I think it's good cause then I would have someone at home who can teach me shizz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANNY IS COMING OUT OF CAMP SOON. MISS YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn't write about you in the post a while back. How could I forgot such an important and GINORMOUS part of my life!!!! Dinnyyyy Dannnyyyyy :) You make me so happy sometimes. And are tooo sweeeet for me! You shouldn't be so sweet. People take advantage and might mistake you. But nonetheless I love you lots!!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I'm screwed tmrw. Shobana is our freaking Literature teacher. Thank you Ms Sharifah for dumping us in this pit of hell with S.C!!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck I'm so gonna hate literature cause of her. She hates me, and now cause of that she might FAIL me. FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope something good turns out of this fuck. Son of a ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS FEELING DAMN SUCK AH :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2155131841410894585?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2155131841410894585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2155131841410894585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2155131841410894585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2155131841410894585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/01/school.html' title='SCHOOL'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7624644170791104240</id><published>2009-01-03T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:47:58.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, how could you be so heartless?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got a new friend, well i got homies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7624644170791104240?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7624644170791104240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7624644170791104240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7624644170791104240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7624644170791104240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-how-could-you-be-so-heartless.html' title='Oh, how could you be so heartless?'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8068251595167119540</id><published>2009-01-01T17:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:23:19.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[2009]</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YR ALL YOU BITCHES OUT THERE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This yrs gna be a hard yr. FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dont know why I have this overwhelming negative feeling towards this new yr. I just want it to pass so fast and go well. This yr was amazing. I'll never forget this yr.&lt;strong&gt; 2008 &lt;/strong&gt;although it had numerous times of grief, loss and pain. I lost my beloved grandma this yr. I will always love you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met some pretty awesome peeps, a new family and a bestfriend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before this yr me and Fab were just awesome friends, but now we're best friends. And I want you to know tt i &lt;strong&gt;loveeee&lt;/strong&gt; youuuu! I know you don't like me calling you a piggy (cause you sleep so much!) but i'm always kidding. You're my little angel and you complete me :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And not only her, but through her I met more wonderful people like Rameza (cutieee), Suz (Jaanuz), Roshan K! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My classmates have been amazing. My Sreya baby. I miss you so much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Super retards &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still can't believe it's 2009 already. 4E2 now. I'll be turning 16 in exactly 11 months. So many things, so many new people. 2009 please fucking pass out to be a good one? I can't take no more sadness. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;New yrs was celebrated with the people I love and adore! My darling brother and sister, Daniel, his amazing god mom and Zoheb. I had mucho fun last night, and was prob the most fun I had for new yrs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Farewell 2008.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8068251595167119540?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8068251595167119540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8068251595167119540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8068251595167119540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8068251595167119540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2009/01/hiiii.html' title='[2009]'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1761008673298061134</id><published>2008-12-29T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T20:55:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in singapore</title><content type='html'>So, I got back to asspore a few days back. Genting was alright. Not awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Just alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG SCHOOL IS OPENING SOONZZXZXZXZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is back till 16 jan. Hmmmm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivo with her, my bro and Zoheb.  And then we all went shisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER SO LONG!!!!!! Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1761008673298061134?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1761008673298061134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1761008673298061134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1761008673298061134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1761008673298061134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-in-singapore.html' title='back in singapore'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1376417306790463400</id><published>2008-12-27T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T00:44:28.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malaysia?</title><content type='html'>HI&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN GENTING AND I'M POSTING A POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well genting pretty much is suckish. It used to be so much better when I was younger? Prob cause all the rides are so LAME. And I was a lame kid. I do admit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM So now my bro and friend are playing guitar heroes while i'm being gay using the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON HOLIDAY :O&lt;br /&gt;that's just baaaddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK BACK TO SUNNY ISLAND TMRW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SO BLOODY COLD HERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1376417306790463400?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1376417306790463400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1376417306790463400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1376417306790463400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1376417306790463400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/malaysia.html' title='malaysia?'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6096594800390020817</id><published>2008-12-25T02:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:47:54.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>hey ara i just wanna tell u that i love u&lt;br /&gt;2:38am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=515370703"&gt;Fabeha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this damn stong feeling of love for u. not in the wrong way but damn u make my life complete&lt;br /&gt;love u&lt;br /&gt;muah&lt;br /&gt;love ly gal&lt;br /&gt;2:39amAradhana&lt;br /&gt;awwww &lt;3 that must be the sweetest thing you've said to meee!!!!! :O so sweet of you. next to ur card. i love your card :)&lt;br /&gt;2:39am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=515370703"&gt;Fabeha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutie pie&lt;br /&gt;be true to me k&lt;br /&gt;2:39amAradhana&lt;br /&gt;always will! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;2:39am&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=515370703"&gt;Fabeha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u&lt;br /&gt;angel&lt;br /&gt;my dirty baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most sweetest thing you've said to me :O I mean really. Next to your card! Aww. And yes I just HAD to blog this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAAAAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was fun. I mean yesterday whatever. Went out with Family! :) Pretty alright. And fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6096594800390020817?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6096594800390020817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6096594800390020817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6096594800390020817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6096594800390020817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2797968225693198637</id><published>2008-12-22T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:50:08.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>Okay so I was over at the Khans for about 2 days? Us bonding campers had a lot a lot of fun. I swear. I don't feel guilty anymore though :O oh wtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD A WHALE OF A TIME HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw 2 movies, went sheesha, went for a mehendi and lots more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABBY, RAMLI, SUZZY &lt;3  you guys are loved sooo much. I don't know what I'd do w/o you guys! I'd survive YES, but life's def more fun with you guys around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday I missed bellydancing. Damnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I'M SITTING BORED.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAVEEEE MEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2797968225693198637?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2797968225693198637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2797968225693198637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2797968225693198637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2797968225693198637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/awesome-weekend.html' title='AWESOME WEEKEND!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2340471849010158337</id><published>2008-12-19T15:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:58:17.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BONDING CAMP DAY 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSm0NtgiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1VSpoktJB4o/s1600-h/2891749920_a968c3c48b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405814826697250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSm0NtgiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1VSpoktJB4o/s320/2891749920_a968c3c48b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes Jacob looks so hot without his stupid long ugly hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSmhZUuPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/TRTwPeAcZVg/s1600-h/3012866307_62b4455723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405809775130866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSmhZUuPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/TRTwPeAcZVg/s320/3012866307_62b4455723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ROBERT PATTINSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSmYI1J3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/8Bkzksvx6ww/s1600-h/3044181617_6c5c6c146d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405807290034034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSmYI1J3I/AAAAAAAAAfM/8Bkzksvx6ww/s320/3044181617_6c5c6c146d_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMG, Emmett is so hot. CHRIS EVANS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSV9lmG9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/IQFNt5V3DuU/s1600-h/2270310301_e78cdc601e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405525285018578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSV9lmG9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/IQFNt5V3DuU/s320/2270310301_e78cdc601e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Victoria was pretty hot too aye&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSV5rRRNI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3zFOBVFw3fI/s1600-h/jacksontahbone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405524235076818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSV5rRRNI/AAAAAAAAAe8/3zFOBVFw3fI/s320/jacksontahbone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSTIPATED HOTTIE &lt;3&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSVj8Wv6I/AAAAAAAAAe0/j5o6kp5nkaU/s1600-h/kellan-lutz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405518401159074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSVj8Wv6I/AAAAAAAAAe0/j5o6kp5nkaU/s320/kellan-lutz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRIS EVANS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSVSrBoXI/AAAAAAAAAes/fhHy-pn2GNc/s1600-h/2339468008_0cc2821063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405513765069170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSVSrBoXI/AAAAAAAAAes/fhHy-pn2GNc/s320/2339468008_0cc2821063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! &lt;3&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSVCp6JFI/AAAAAAAAAek/uY-pfDo1GHU/s1600-h/3005866552_a8e0cdc237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281405509465416786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSVCp6JFI/AAAAAAAAAek/uY-pfDo1GHU/s320/3005866552_a8e0cdc237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST.. MY EDWARD. such perfect lips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyaiyaiyai. Btw pictures taken from Suz because i'm too lazy to search them so I just used the ones you did :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE I JUST SAW TWILIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha omg okay!! I'M HAVING SO MUCH FUN RIGHT NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a bonding camp with Fab, Ram and Suz!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for sheesha! (OMG OMG FINALLY.. I WAS DYING TO GO FOR SHEESHA!) at this awesome placeee! Cafe La Clair? or something like that. Whatever who cares, but it was good alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went for a Midnight movieee! Initially we wanted to watch YESMAN cause it looks like such an awesome movie but no tickets so we went and watched TWILIGHT!!! YAY. (BTW I SLEPT AT LIKE 9 AM AND WOKE UP HALF AN HOUR AGO!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND AFTER THAT ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM UNCONDITIONALLY AND IRREVOCABLY IN LOVE WITH EDWARD CULLEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and his lips. omg omg omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ROBERT PATTINSON ! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2340471849010158337?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2340471849010158337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2340471849010158337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2340471849010158337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2340471849010158337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/bonding-camp-day-1.html' title='BONDING CAMP DAY 1'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUtSm0NtgiI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1VSpoktJB4o/s72-c/2891749920_a968c3c48b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-4268868932070125285</id><published>2008-12-16T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:39:37.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGH.</title><content type='html'>Omg okay what the hell. Yesterday I went to vivo with Fabz and Ramz and actually it was really really fun. We did a lot of crazy stuff hahaha. And I realised that i've been meeting them the whole week! Sunday - Yes. Monday - Yes. Today- Yes. Tmrw- Yes. Thursday- Bonding Camp Friday- Bonding Camp Saturday - Their coming over. THAT'S LIKE SEVEN DAYS = &lt;strong&gt;ONE WEEK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that sure is a lot. Hahaha. So yesterday Vivo was fun, we went there basically for a few motives. The first and most important one - BUY RAMEZA'S PROM SHOES! Second- Buy shoes for Fab because she is currently going out with us in ugly slipper that I cannot stand. THEIR SO OLD AND UGLY, Third- Use my Forever21 voucher which I got from dearest Ram! So indirectly, you bought me a nice dress and a ring :) Thank you jaanu Fourth - Buy clothes for an upcoming event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDD ALSO DID I MENTION WE HAD TO GO ALL THE WAY TO BUGIS TO GET A MASK FOR RAMEZA'S PROM AND IT GOT BROKEN BECAUSE OF MISHANDLEMENT? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That totally sucks. So since Rameza won't have any time to get the mask all over again from Bugis I'm gonna go there tmrw before I go over to her place to dress her up for her prom. Wow her prom's tmrw - she doesn't seem excited though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOKING FORWARD TO THURSDAY - FRIDAY - SATURDAY :) and after that i have to complete my crazy tons of homework omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg. I'm so dead, and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND on the 24th my sister's coming back. Awesome!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY WEEEEEEEEEK (she's bringing stuff for me so i'm like so happy hahahahaha oh and good luck for your exams pooo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-4268868932070125285?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/4268868932070125285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=4268868932070125285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4268868932070125285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4268868932070125285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/urgh.html' title='URGH.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8033902929220829153</id><published>2008-12-15T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:18:56.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW CAN SHE?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUU_1RgrHpI/AAAAAAAAAec/WxMzHRCszKA/s1600-h/hOW+CAN+SHE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279696322627837586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUU_1RgrHpI/AAAAAAAAAec/WxMzHRCszKA/s320/hOW+CAN+SHE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN SHE SLAP?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ewj0dsqfOY&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ewj0dsqfOY&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too funny omg omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN SHE? HOW CAN SHE SLAP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DON'T YOU JUST FUCK OFF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you go na! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO FUNNYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8033902929220829153?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8033902929220829153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8033902929220829153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8033902929220829153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8033902929220829153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-can-she.html' title='HOW CAN SHE?!?!?!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUU_1RgrHpI/AAAAAAAAAec/WxMzHRCszKA/s72-c/hOW+CAN+SHE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1250738543712872272</id><published>2008-12-14T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:32:09.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOHN JOHN JOHN JOHN &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUUy8pGQtnI/AAAAAAAAAeU/XGK7-VRlwqA/s1600-h/John-Abraham-Wallpapers-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279682155567429234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUUy8pGQtnI/AAAAAAAAAeU/XGK7-VRlwqA/s320/John-Abraham-Wallpapers-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ISN'T HE COMPLETELY NAKED. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. This post is dedicated to my FAVOURITE AND THE MOST HOTTEST MAN ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;JOHN ABRAHAM! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUUyv9v1hbI/AAAAAAAAAeM/lF0IYHggfHQ/s1600-h/john-abraham-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279681937772217778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUUyv9v1hbI/AAAAAAAAAeM/lF0IYHggfHQ/s320/john-abraham-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Wouldn't I want him in the bath with me :P .... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUUyvTMAezI/AAAAAAAAAeE/PVDq3EWkM60/s1600-h/JOHN!!!!!!!!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279681926347651890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUUyvTMAezI/AAAAAAAAAeE/PVDq3EWkM60/s320/JOHN!!!!!!!!!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG SO SEXY &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUUx8BlcOzI/AAAAAAAAAd8/DvIyJfYr1zs/s1600-h/hotjohn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279681045449161522" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUUx8BlcOzI/AAAAAAAAAd8/DvIyJfYr1zs/s320/hotjohn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P love his body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay anyways. Those who think I'm crazy to blog for him I DONT GIVE NO FUCK. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's so hot and that's all that matters to me right now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD I'M NOT A GUY&lt;/strong&gt; ;) :P&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/26662183-1250738543712872272?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1250738543712872272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1250738543712872272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1250738543712872272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1250738543712872272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/john-john-john-john-3.html' title='JOHN JOHN JOHN JOHN &lt;3'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUUy8pGQtnI/AAAAAAAAAeU/XGK7-VRlwqA/s72-c/John-Abraham-Wallpapers-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-3571012544610000165</id><published>2008-12-13T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:21:19.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I stayed over at Fab's. Usual fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a movie today, and went to collect Rameza's prom dress from Aashi. Now I'm back home. Hmmmm.. back to reality. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to express this feeling. Lemme say it in fab's terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"the feeling damn suck ah"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( piling homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-3571012544610000165?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/3571012544610000165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=3571012544610000165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3571012544610000165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3571012544610000165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6990109851739092982</id><published>2008-12-11T20:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:47:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 PAPPU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGTS3Yi1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/TfOS8zqCTXA/s1600-h/DSC09402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278507166806346578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGTS3Yi1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/TfOS8zqCTXA/s320/DSC09402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeding him the cake he got me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGTLaO9hI/AAAAAAAAAds/BQ6S8fmGwgU/s1600-h/DSC09384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278507164805035538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGTLaO9hI/AAAAAAAAAds/BQ6S8fmGwgU/s320/DSC09384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went sheesha and Roshan S/Danny got me a cake! My 5th cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGSzOuiGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QX6nl9a48_Y/s1600-h/DSC09320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278507158314322018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGSzOuiGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QX6nl9a48_Y/s320/DSC09320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on at Hougang Mall Danny got Roshan K a cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGS6Y54YI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qZVPam5PG6c/s1600-h/DSC09368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278507160236056962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGS6Y54YI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qZVPam5PG6c/s320/DSC09368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suhailah!!!!! been so long :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGSuMtw-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/X1IgoAd5KlI/s1600-h/DSC09380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278507156963705826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGSuMtw-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/X1IgoAd5KlI/s320/DSC09380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Rameza and Fabeha dearest! &lt;3&gt;Yesterday was freaking awesome and amazing! :) Loved it while it lasted! In the morning I went to meet Fabeha and Roshan at Hougang Mall to get our contacts. Roshan K got Honey and I got Grey. Fabeha says I look like a cat/snake. ERM HEHE OKAY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later on SUHAILAH joined us! Been such a long time since I saw her! Thanks for your gift Suz, it's awesome! And the mug... LOL. After Suhailah came, Danny joined us too! Followed by Rameza. Danny bought a cake for Roshan K! Wow nice :) So we celebrated his birthday - advanced birthday! After that Danny got me my present :D Love you to bits and pieces danny :) And Kumar came to meet us for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kumar and Suhailah left-to their own destinations and Fab, Roshan K, Rameza came to sheesha with me and Danny. Met all the guys there.. too many so not gonna name them all. :) And then I cut the cake that Danny and Roshan S bought me. Which was supposed to be a "surpirse" LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YESTERDAY WAS THE BOMBXZXZXZ ! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/26662183-6990109851739092982?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6990109851739092982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6990109851739092982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6990109851739092982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6990109851739092982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-pappu.html' title='&lt;3 PAPPU'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SUEGTS3Yi1I/AAAAAAAAAd0/TfOS8zqCTXA/s72-c/DSC09402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1418176594330778573</id><published>2008-12-08T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:51:02.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So now's time for the one tagged by KANCHAN!&lt;br /&gt;According to your age, list down the number of things that most people don't know about you.&lt;br /&gt;1. I used to play with lots of powder when I was 3.&lt;br /&gt;2. And hide in drawers. Until I couldn't fit into them!&lt;br /&gt;3. I love to travel by public transport because I like long trips. Thus I like long drives :) --&lt;br /&gt;4. I never get car sick.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love camps - no matter which camps they are!&lt;br /&gt;6. Okay you guys all know this but I can't think of anything so, me and my siblings were born on the same day. We all are not triplets!&lt;br /&gt;7. I am insanely bored.&lt;br /&gt;8. I am watching a black and white movie right now. Which I do not understand.&lt;br /&gt;9. I don't like peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;10. I like to cycle when it's raining&lt;br /&gt;11. I love johnny depp! ---- for his acting as well as looks.&lt;br /&gt;12. I was supposed to go POSB now but am too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;13. The movie is about 4 Germans accussed of Nazi War Crimes.&lt;br /&gt;14. My hair is wet.&lt;br /&gt;15. I like history- a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'M TAGGING: Rameza, Suz, Jasmine, Derick, Kaylie, Vikkash! ( OR ANYONE WHO WANTS TO DO IT :) )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1418176594330778573?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1418176594330778573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1418176594330778573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1418176594330778573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1418176594330778573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-nows-time-for-one-tagged-by-kanchan.html' title=''/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2825645633733946439</id><published>2008-12-08T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:14:21.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHUT UP AND LET ME GO.</title><content type='html'>Yeah I know I haven't blogged since last week so here I am!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I was supposed to go sunset with Shreya -- CANCELLED.&lt;br /&gt;So i spent my time at home.. and then blah blah blah made plans with Danny, Fab and co. to go to Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Chunk Fest. It wasn't that great, cause the line was just so bloody long we were too lazy to line up! - SO we walked about like idiots thinking what the hell we wanna eat ( and all of us had this looong discussion in the middle of the road of what we want to eat and took sooooo long to decide but in the end, we went to eat subway! ) SO after that Aashi/Huma/Sidra bought Donouts! But I didn't.. so good for them! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO all left was Me, Danny, Nabila, Rameza and Fabeha &lt;3 yay. We walked to the riverside and sat there.. talked and chilled. Didn't feel like going home at all :( Oh well. Cabbed home! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY, woke up late as usual.. walked around and then.. belly dancing classes. FUN! And I totally forgot I was to go out with Beha and Meza. AIYO. So in the end we went to TM and walked walked.. Rameza went to buy some make up we followed, played around and then we went to Paya Lebar -- to check out City Plaza. Never been there - and after yesterday I never wanna go there ANYWAYS! The stuff there is for sluts, and if you are interested in hair extensions - or malay clothing. You can could go to First Lady to get malay clothing- pretty nice or you could go get your hair extended. V cheap places there man! OH and the shoes weren't that bad.. but I don't know if it's reliable and you can actually SPEND there. I know I won't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was gonna go SUNRISE with Shreya and I even stayed awake till 5 but you know what.&lt;br /&gt;IT FUCKING RAINED AND RAINED AND NEVER STOPPED RAINING!!!!!!!! But yes I did have a nice sleep! Love sleeping in rainy weathers! It's heavenly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NEW UPDATES:&lt;br /&gt;-For Christmas and Dad's birthday I think we're going to Malaysia. Genting and then Sunway Lagoon! WOOH. It's been ages since I've been to Malaysia and I always love road trips! Woopeee!&lt;br /&gt;- New Years! Hopefully can spend it with my friends! ---- AND FAMILY OF COURSE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay I think that's it? OH&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;OH...&lt;br /&gt;UH..&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT I'M STARTING TO PLAY RUNESCAPE AGAIN. Like, just for fun. Makes me feel like I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;awwwwWWWwwwww. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2825645633733946439?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2825645633733946439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2825645633733946439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2825645633733946439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2825645633733946439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/shut-up-and-let-me-go.html' title='SHUT UP AND LET ME GO.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8805710479413322034</id><published>2008-12-05T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T17:55:45.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestie Buddy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss those times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when nothing seemed to matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestie buddy I miss you loads. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I haven't been such a great friend as I used to be. I'll always love you, the way I used to :) MUAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm so freaking bored. Guess what I'm doing? I was playing Runescape. Yes, of all games Runescape. I feel like playing Burnout Revenge but like, I'm too lazy to set up my brother's tv with the blah blah blah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like sleeping but I'm scared I won't wake up later on. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WHAT IF I NEVER WAKE UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmmm... whatchya say?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8805710479413322034?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8805710479413322034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8805710479413322034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8805710479413322034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8805710479413322034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/bestie-buddy.html' title='Bestie Buddy.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8869119208992686799</id><published>2008-12-04T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:28:05.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAINING IT'S RAINING</title><content type='html'>GOODNESS, it's been pouring like crazy since morning. I woke up by the stupid people outside making soooo much noise in construction but when i saw it was raining, I felt soooo cozy that I went back to sleep :B&lt;br /&gt;WOKE UP, at around 3.15 pm and then had lunch and went online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to Airport with "The Family" and it was so fun. But I feel so embarrassed. You guys should know why :S Sorry for what happened. I didn't know what came over me. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT it was still very fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm gonna wear green/white for my wedding and Fabby's gonna wear maroon. HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8869119208992686799?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8869119208992686799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8869119208992686799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8869119208992686799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8869119208992686799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/raining-its-raining.html' title='RAINING IT&apos;S RAINING'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1091500063272249156</id><published>2008-12-02T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T01:24:43.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to me. Yay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thank you guys for coming to my party and making it a very special day for me. Thank you for your gifts, thank you for wishing me. I can't rmb all of you who wished me, cause it's quite a lot. So I'm just gonna thank you all. All of you, any of you who has wished me, or given me a present. You're all loved by me. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Since you are the gift in my life, I give you the gift of love"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks baby. that was the sweetest thing ever! x&lt;br /&gt;Well I had a party at my house's condo and the night was pretty eventful. Bad things and good things happened. And I'm sorry if I wasn't able to entertain any of you that much! I had to do a lotta shit. So yes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS NEVERTHELESS. And most of all I love my presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was by far the best birthday I've ever celebrated. I love you guys. AwwwwWWWwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, I know you love me too ;)&lt;br /&gt;MWAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1091500063272249156?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1091500063272249156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1091500063272249156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1091500063272249156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1091500063272249156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to-me-yay.html' title='happy birthday to me. Yay.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-3406911980090085447</id><published>2008-11-30T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:03:05.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY.</title><content type='html'>WOW OKAY. So it's my birthday. Happy birthday to me. Until now I wasn't feeling all that excited for it, but now i'm freaking estatic!! Gosh :D Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday to me, my sister and my bro, hidayah and shubha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BLOG TMR PROPERLY. whooohooo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-3406911980090085447?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/3406911980090085447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=3406911980090085447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3406911980090085447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3406911980090085447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-990858720063172309</id><published>2008-11-29T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T19:39:12.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RADIO!</title><content type='html'>DAD FIXED THE RADIO. Hahahaha okay i just went to TM to get some stuff, and now i'm back. Listening to the radio. 98.7 FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I haven't used the word radio in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO,&lt;br /&gt;RADIO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah okay i'm done for the year. Hahahahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's my birthday in 4 hours and 40 mins. And you know what? I'm still not that excited about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i like this song on the FM.&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/26662183-990858720063172309?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/990858720063172309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=990858720063172309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/990858720063172309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/990858720063172309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/radio.html' title='RADIO!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5786071331457428434</id><published>2008-11-28T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:07:36.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just can't getchu outta my head.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SS-KK4Bq1nI/AAAAAAAAAcs/FQIFfEEhrh0/s1600-h/yum.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273585608116852338" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SS-KK4Bq1nI/AAAAAAAAAcs/FQIFfEEhrh0/s320/yum.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you think you're ugly, thank god you don't look like this dumbass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you probably don't think you're ugly, cause I have very very beautiful friends. :) All of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've not slept since 2 am.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to have breakfast. I love Mac Griddles :) and I hate the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GINORMOUS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pimple I've got. The first major one in the year, and wow the timing is perfect. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M BORED, SITTING IN MY UNIFORM AND NOT DOING ANYTHING PRODUCTIVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lord save me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/26662183-5786071331457428434?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5786071331457428434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5786071331457428434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5786071331457428434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5786071331457428434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-cant-getchu-outta-my-head.html' title='i just can&apos;t getchu outta my head.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SS-KK4Bq1nI/AAAAAAAAAcs/FQIFfEEhrh0/s72-c/yum.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7004427442236805733</id><published>2008-11-26T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:17:29.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEBATE</title><content type='html'>GOODNESS. It's officially Wednesday already. Omg. 2 AM right now. After this post I'm going to sleep, yes. I just wanted to blog about how pissed I am at myself for joining the TJC Debate Camp. It better be freaking helpful! Or I'm gonna be pissed on my birthday because I gave up my preperation time (for my party of course), and till 6 pm each day I have to go to TJC and learn out debate skills. Goodness :/ Thank god the people who're going along with me are FUN FUN FUN! Derick, Ah Gwee and Aqilah. OMG MISS YOU SUPER RETARD x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mustafa with Fab and her Mom. It was pretty fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope tmr doesn't suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7004427442236805733?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7004427442236805733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7004427442236805733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7004427442236805733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7004427442236805733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/debate.html' title='DEBATE'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7540946161811670369</id><published>2008-11-24T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:11:55.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSOMNIAC</title><content type='html'>INSOMNIAC IN THE HOUSEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it's me of course. Sunday &amp;amp; Saturday. Slept at 6 am and 7 am respectively. GOD knows what i was doing. [ no actually i do teeeheee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I woke up at 2 pm after sleping at 6 am that morning! As usual got up and rushed to go for belly dancing classes. Is that what I did? NO. I got screamed at crazily for not shifting books from my sister's room to mine by my Mum. My mom's such a clean freak it's sometimes SO annoying. I know sometimes you can't stand it... BUT SERIOUSLY.. that day she went.. 'GREhTR'HREKEWFBNEWIFNWGHOIGWOJGKEWPOJG&lt;br /&gt;EWN4RGPO4WJTO2J4POT34WPIKTG&lt;br /&gt;GG&lt;br /&gt;REGREIKGNRPOJF[POTGO24JG;L4RKJGPOJ4RG;L4KJM&lt;br /&gt;GOIWEHGPO4JWEG[P4WJ[OG4JK[G'4G&lt;br /&gt;34HNREWTGP4HGPOI42JGPO4JG;LJ3POJG;OJOREJHP53JPOHJ35POJHO3J4PKTGIFJN3EIWNBF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i have no words otherwise to express how she was behaving. Okay glad that's over. So then i went for class. Real fun this time! hahaha. it was the most fun of all other classes. Yay yay yay. Then I went to Fab's place for a while and went home. Before we went home, Fab went to the NTUC to buy something... and while she was choosing what she liked these 2 China Men walked behind me and were talking in this accent that i just HAD to make fun of and automattically a "KHHHHHHHS" sound came outta my mouth. Sorta like someone growling and the guy I made fun of didn't realise, HIS FRIEND DID. And as soon as he realised I made fun of him, me and Fab started laughing like mentals!!!!! OMG SO EMBARASSING!!!!!!!I RAN AWAY IMMEDIATELY TO HIDE FROM THEM!!!!!!!!!!! And they still kept looking back at me!!!!! BUT IT WAS TOO FUNNY. GOSH. MADDNESS ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the way back home, guess who was sitting right next to me at the bus stop. YOU KNOW IT. It was the friend who noticed me being MEAN. Omg i'm sucha meanieee!!!!! I don't mean to be though (A) !! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;! Gosh I'm so happy. Bought lotsa stuff! Nine West heels, new wallet, MAKE UP and stuff :D Yeah I went all out crazy. I went to Topshop and saw some really nice leggings! they were so cute. :D Would probably be going there pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;So I got bored and then started searching videos for make up, and came across doing Arabic Eye Make Up. Was too lazy to do eye shadow and shizz, so I just did the eyeliner. I look FIERCE.&lt;br /&gt;I likeeeeeee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU SHOULD BE AFRAID OF ME. HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to do eyebrows really badly. TMR! WHEEEEEEEE!~&lt;br /&gt;gosh it's tuesday already :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7540946161811670369?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7540946161811670369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7540946161811670369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7540946161811670369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7540946161811670369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/insomniac.html' title='INSOMNIAC'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-973907521499432086</id><published>2008-11-21T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:31:00.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Çakkıdı - Kenan Doğulu</title><content type='html'>HEY! I LIKE THIS SONG. LISTEN TO IT! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QmoY4g2X9fc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QmoY4g2X9fc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn! aweesooomeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY. I watched BEVERLY HILLS CHIHUAHUA. At first I was like, OMG WHAT? Cos the initial plan was to watch Madagascar 2... but sadly they didn't have it at Bugis, so me and Sreya watched the dog movie. Lol. Firstly I don't think I would fancy a movie with talking dogs, but actually it wasn't half as bad! :D Then i came back home and bla bla bla. I slept at 3 am and and and like you know cause I realised it was 3 am I started creeping myself out. Like what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now it's 3 am AGAIN omgosh so I guess I'll be blogging about yesterday. LOL. Again. Which should be today if I was typing it 3 hours earlier. Okay confusing much? Anyways I went out with my hindi sch classmates, Shreya, Rahul, Rohit, Aniket, Sandeep. Hmmm.. first time we had a outing and their not as bad of a company as i thought. Might be going out again next week. Hmmmm.... Watched a dumb ass movie - DONT EVEN ASK. Sucked freaking maggot filled baaalllss!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M WATCHING 90210. YOU SHOULD TOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAMA HAD A CHICKEN. MAMA HAD A COW. DAD WAS PROUD, HE DIDN'T CARE HOW! HAHAHAHA. okthksbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-973907521499432086?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/973907521499432086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=973907521499432086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/973907521499432086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/973907521499432086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/akkd-kenan-doulu.html' title='Çakkıdı - Kenan Doğulu'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-4060351396602252611</id><published>2008-11-19T12:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:49:13.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So if your dude ain't actin right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you tell that dude he got to go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If that dude be clamin that he broke, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you tell that dude he got to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If he wants you to stay in the house everyday and night,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; you tell that dude he got to go &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If he wants to run the streets, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then you run the streets to and you tell him he got to go Baby, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby somebody's gonna cry tonight, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby (baby), Baby (baby),&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; but itwon't be my tears tonight (Lets go!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So whatcha think about that, whatcha think about it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So whatcha think about that, that, that (oh baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight we're gonna switch up, I'll do you, you do me,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Tonight your gonna stay home while I run the streets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you, what do you, what do you, whatdo you think about that baby, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you, what do you, what do you, what do you think about that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby!, I'mma let you play my part, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you can feel a broken heart, Let me just talk, make sure that you call &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I can say it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby, Baby somebody's gonna cry tonight, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby (baby), Baby (baby), but itwon't be my tears tonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So whatcha think about that, whatcha think about it, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So whatcha think about that, that, that (oh baby)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight your gonna call me a thousand times, Tonight I'mma make up a thousand lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do you, How do you, How do you, Howdo you feel about that baby, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How do you, How do you, How do you, How do you feel about that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby, I'mma let you play my part, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So you can feel a broken heart, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me just talk, make sure that you call&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I can say it!Baby, Baby somebody's gonna cry tonight (that's right), Baby (baby), Baby (baby), &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but it won't be my tears tonight, oh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So whatcha think about that, (oh)whatcha think about it, (oh)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So whatcha think about that, that, that (oh baby)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-4060351396602252611?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/4060351396602252611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=4060351396602252611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4060351396602252611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4060351396602252611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-if-your-dude-aint-actin-right-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-3072385181926618292</id><published>2008-11-19T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:41:13.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Suz, Fab, Ram and Nabila in the the train and we trained to Eunos where our metrosexual brother joined us ;) You know who it is! ROSHAN! hahahaha. Omg you alrd admitted it so I don't care. I'm typing it!&lt;br /&gt;Suz got &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; extensions. Ram got &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ram you should get moreeee!!! and more STRIKING colours. :) After that I watched a movie with Danny, Dostana. Funny. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; EXTENSIONS!!!!!!! :) and fabby has &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue extensions&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND ROSHAN IS FREAKING &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLONDIEEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; NOW!!!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just remembered something funny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAMA GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T A CHICKEN, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAPA GOT A COW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COW AND CHICKEN, COW AND CHICKEN, COW AND CHICKEN!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHA OMG CRAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SSOWmUzRcvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/0G0RRQ9XSTU/s1600-h/DSC02389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270221574116569842" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SSOWmUzRcvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/0G0RRQ9XSTU/s320/DSC02389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BABY LOVE :) bffls &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SSOWmFztCsI/AAAAAAAAAcM/VesI-1HkuM0/s1600-h/DSC02390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270221570091846338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SSOWmFztCsI/AAAAAAAAAcM/VesI-1HkuM0/s320/DSC02390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rameza so pretttyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SSOWl_CRITI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OojU0kclWxY/s1600-h/DSC02379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270221568273883442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SSOWl_CRITI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OojU0kclWxY/s320/DSC02379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SSOWlkSDSeI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rTQxzbkwy1w/s1600-h/NEON+SUZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270221561092327906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SSOWlkSDSeI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rTQxzbkwy1w/s320/NEON+SUZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suz's purple :) SMEXY. &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/26662183-3072385181926618292?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/3072385181926618292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=3072385181926618292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3072385181926618292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3072385181926618292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey.html' title='HEY :)'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SSOWmUzRcvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/0G0RRQ9XSTU/s72-c/DSC02389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5162377610625344282</id><published>2008-11-16T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:12:16.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VAAAAAAT</title><content type='html'>VAAAAAAAT LAH PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry forgot to blog these few days  got busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday Fabeha and her littlest sister, Nabila came over for Swimming :) Yay! Was fun. Both of you can't swim laaaaaaa. Haiyo. Nevermind I teach you, LOL. After that Qamu Bhai picked us up and we went to see Roshan work at KFC. OOOPS, when we came he seemed like he was in trouble. Aiyo. But he wasn't actually - the customer was being a bhongi. Hahaha. Then something bad happened - SO I stayed over at Fab's. HAD FUN YAWWW. They did make up on me LOL. Blue make up. I liked it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I woke up and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;took freaking 2 hours to wake the Pig and Elephant up. Goodness. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They wouldn't wake up!!!!!! :'( And I had to go home so I could meet them at PP later. In the end we met up, took 15 together there. Nothing much there. Fab got my birthday present.. hahahaha I won't tell you what it is. Only she, me and Ram know. So I will blog what everyone gave me the day after my birthday and tell you guys. All you should know is that I LOOOOVEEE it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back home to an empty house. Boohoo. Mom and Bro went to see the new double O-7 movie. My brother said it that my Mom understood it more than him! Hahaha. OKAAAAYYY. I don't know what that means. My mom likes Bond. She really does :/ Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- had bellydancing classes. Had fun.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm home boreeed to deeeaaath and have nice blue- turquoise - nails :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOOOOVEEEEEEE MY POOPOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my shit la -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-5162377610625344282?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5162377610625344282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5162377610625344282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5162377610625344282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5162377610625344282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/vaaaaaat.html' title='VAAAAAAT'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2548389201053127414</id><published>2008-11-13T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:49:38.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECP!/ FAR EAST!</title><content type='html'>TUESDAY! ECP DAY. WOOHOO. Had lots of fun :)&lt;br /&gt;Went with Fabzy, Ramo, Roshan, Suz and Qamar bhai. Was darn fun! It was our picnic.. hmmm long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty bad start actually - because a lot of confusion and nonsense happened before we reached there. Oh well.. it was rather gloomy at first because of the rainy weather! But we decided to heck care the weather and play soccer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we waited pretty long for Bhai and Rosh to go buy food.. and come back.. then we played in the water for a bit. Sumo Wrestling aft that! Hahaha. Was damn crazy! SUZ YOU HURT ME AWWWWWW. After that we played soccer. Qamu bhai surprised I could score. Awwww how meanie. Not only the ones with Dholay Sholay can play :P TEEHEE. DHOLAY SHOLAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked, Suz went off! Then we headed to Mount Faber. Had fun adventuring the area! Hahahaha.. you could say the whole day was pretty adventurous actually. :) Went for dinner, and Qamu bhai dropped us all home. I reached home EXACTLY at 11. WHOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I woke up at around 3 slacked the whole day. MY GOSH I'M SUCHA SLACCKEEERZZXZXZXZXZ. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up at 1... and then Fabby called around 3 :O Go Far East. THANK GOD I DID. If not I would have been rotting at home!!!!!! Bought a teeshirt. AND GOT MY PINK HAIR EXTENSIONS :) Awesomeness right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I KNOW BE JEALOUS BITCHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabzy got like really sexy ink blue. It looks awesome! hehe. She bought new shoes and a teeshirt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I WANT TO SHOP MORE MORE MORE MORE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess whose turning 15 soon? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2548389201053127414?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2548389201053127414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2548389201053127414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2548389201053127414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2548389201053127414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/ecp-far-east.html' title='ECP!/ FAR EAST!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2028508069414488537</id><published>2008-11-10T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T23:01:54.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE FAB!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA. Okay I'm so totally shagged right now and my ass hurts but I needa blog. My blogs like dead. Bleeeh. So after I last blogged I went over to my jaanu's place. And we all where that is! FABBY'S CRIB! :D I've been there for almost 4 days a week! I don't know it's just so comfy. Yes Fab, I LOVE YOUR MESS! TEEEHEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we've been doing a lot of crazy stuff at her place and I just didn't feel like going home! And on Friday night we DIDN'T sleep at all. Okay I did! But just for an hour. Cause I was hell tired. We talked till 6 am with Fabby's momma. She was so happening that night :P I swear!!! Hahahaha. I was wearing my blue contacts and slept in them, thus the next day I was DARN blurr. D: Like I couldn't faaking see. Anyhoos, it was worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom came back that Saturday morning so I hadta get back home before 8.30 am. So Fab &amp;amp; Ramo unwillingly woke me up - btw they didn't sleep at all! poor souls :O - and I took 518 home. At 9+ Mommy came back and I went to sleep again waking up at 3 pm. That's a full sleep. Whoa tired much! Ok then, I had nothing to bloody do and felt like going back to her place to slack with her but of course, I didn't and watched Kuch Kuch Hota Hai on tv. Hehehe Kuchi Kuchi Hota Hai. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.. And the next day was the first bellydancing class. Gosh, the instructor was FAT but okay she could move dayyum well. And that's what counts, right?&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, but the steps were really basic and stuff. After class slacked outside the place for a while.. and at 5 I met Farhanah and we went to Costa Sands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the chalet on Sunday was amazingly AWESOME! So fun!!! when we reached there they were already BBQ-ing. :D At first we were kinda bored. Camwhored and stuff! Then it got really happening. The people next to us were Mats but their chalet seemed so freaking happening! :P They provided music entertainment for us. Thank you Mats! BBQ-ed a lot and after that I sent Farhanah home with Kaylie. On the way there we saw this Chicky KFC balloon! We started playing with it hitting it on the way there and back making sure it NEVER hits the floor. I swear we looked like total idiots! :D hehehe. And when we went back there Jia Yan and Idris were playing with the balloon. A sort of a volleyball type of game. So I joined in with Idris and Charmaine with JY. GOD, JY YOU SO FREAKING GOOD. I started getting better but we lost 8-10. Nvm! Still did well :D After that we all gathered and started prank calling people. :] Yes was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to Fab's again cause I didn't wanna overnight at the chalet. Again we went down to slack and a series of bad events happened. WE GOT MOCKED 2 TIMES. First by a drunk couple- FUCK YOU BLACKIES. SO DARK I COULDN'T EVEN SEE YOU SIOL. IF I COULD SEE YOU I WOULD GIVE YOU ONE TIGHT SLAP. BITCH. And second by Mats - we were laughing like gundus, and a Mat mocked us! So bad! Kutta! And then we went wandering off in the neighbourhood at 4 am. Got back by 6. I swear we did the most craziest stuff. Shall not be revealed cause I think it's too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late and met Nanah at 3. Was boringish AND raining! Wth ah. Pissing off. We slacked a while then went for lunch - which sucked. Then cycling! Cycling was bloody fun and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muddy, wet. &lt;/span&gt;Ew much. We even went to the sea to play with the water. Hahaha. So it wasn't that bad after all! When we reached back the chalet they said they still had more food! So we bbq-ed again. Omg the chicken with the blood. GROSS. I love marshmallows though. Woop woop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NOW I'M TIRED. I WANNA SLEEP. :(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2028508069414488537?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2028508069414488537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2028508069414488537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2028508069414488537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2028508069414488537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-fab.html' title='I LOVE FAB!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5237572077073479003</id><published>2008-11-07T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:28:03.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SRQI2oNDEpI/AAAAAAAAAbU/p19W_wZNUks/s1600-h/nosepiercing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SRQI2oNDEpI/AAAAAAAAAbU/p19W_wZNUks/s320/nosepiercing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265843598901056146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sadist. I like to poke holes in my face. There's one more - on my nose!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wearing my blue contacts haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well late reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passerby: LOL okay you too!&lt;br /&gt;Kay: Thank you love :)&lt;br /&gt;J: Yes I did!&lt;br /&gt;Kaylieee: AAAAAAM BURRRGAAAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Angline: Naat ass faani as yoors. :P&lt;br /&gt;Chandini: Yes! sure :D hahaha. of course, he's adorable. Most likely I will be.&lt;br /&gt;Manshu: Hey :)&lt;br /&gt;Derick: YES LET'S ENJOY. WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;Fabzy: Hahahahaha.. ;) MUAAAHHH &lt;3 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Updates. I just woke up and am really blurr now. Class chalet is coming! andddddd... I might join bellydancing classes and get grey contacts. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! I'm too lazy to type anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW SCRAAAAAAAAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/26662183-5237572077073479003?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5237572077073479003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5237572077073479003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5237572077073479003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5237572077073479003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-sadist.html' title=''/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SRQI2oNDEpI/AAAAAAAAAbU/p19W_wZNUks/s72-c/nosepiercing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-4881014349909939962</id><published>2008-11-06T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:33:54.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expect the unexpected</title><content type='html'>HEY. I'm back home! haha. Well let me start my post off with what happened yesterday. I went to Fabby's place- brought around more than 30 cds to watch, cause we thought that we'd slack and watch movies. When I reached her place, sleeping beauty just woke up and then Qamar bhai called and we made plans to meet with Roshan.&lt;br /&gt;Qamar bhai is a very nice guy who happens to be Roshan's cousin. He's a cool, wise and a sincere guy. I think he's a very nice brother to us - Rameza, Fabeha, Nabila &amp;amp; me. I'm glad that I met him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we went to Old Changi Hospital. It was rather dark, and ROSHAN WAS VERY SCARED- EVEN THOUGH HE DIDN'T ADMIT IT. Hah. But yes, it did give me the chills. I kept feeling that there was something moving about. Oh well - got over it! It was fun but I think I would like to explore more of it soon :) Anybody wanna follow me??? :P OPEN INVITATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to ECP, stopping by at a carpark in Changi where a lot of people drive their cars in and make love after covering their windows with newspaper. HOW DISGUSTING. So what we did was to disturb them - we banged the back of 2 cars! HAHA! It was pretty childish, but SO FUN! And something different- we've never done anything like this before. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to ECP to slack and talk. Very enjoyable I must say! Hahaha. Had an awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at Fabby's! YAY. Loved it. Slept around 6 am. Maybe earlier. Hahahaha.. and that's why .. I was too worn out to go for class. Boohoo. I hate skipping classes. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;So after that I woke up around 1+ and it was around 3.30 pm when we both planned to go out. Since going back home and changing and THEN meeting Fabzy would take too much time, I just showered there and borrowed clothes and we headed down to Bugis. I bought Boho flats (I like them, but they seem odd), A tee which says "SMILE if you like me!" HAHAHA :P and Fabzy bought grey skinnies, heels and a tee which says "Hate" and when you look in the mirror, it says "Love". Niceeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING PHASE ONE IS OVER. SHOPPING PHASE TWO SHALL BEGIN SOON! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And guess what? I got my nose pierced! I shall upload a nice picture of me with it soon for ya'll to see who are too lazy to go to my facebook! haha. Okay I haven't uploaded it on my facebook either but I will soon! So, wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and later on Roshan, Syahmi and Ghulam joined o.O and SAW ME CRY AFTER I GOT MY NOSE PIERCED. HOW EMBARRASSING???? Oh well... Fabby says I look Indian now. Hahaha :P Cause I am! but usually people can't figure out my race until I tell them. People think I'm Arab. Lol Ara the Arabian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WE'RE INDIAN AND WE'RE GAY!" A quote from Russell Peters! He rocks. HAHAHA. BUT I'M NOT GAY OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Indian :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm cool like that yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH I KEEP TOUCHING THE MOFO'ING PIERCING!!!!!!! I'M SO SCARED I WILL GET AN INFECTION!!!! BOOHOOO!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I sneeze. IT'S GROSS. Sigh. But I like it. If you don't... POO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha byebye it's late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-4881014349909939962?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/4881014349909939962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=4881014349909939962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4881014349909939962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4881014349909939962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/expect-unexpected.html' title='Expect the unexpected'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8363558458611664149</id><published>2008-11-06T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T14:36:17.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FABBY. Yay. I'm at my jaani's place... like since yesterday. Sleptover and it was DAMN fun yesterday. I shall blog properly when I get back to my place.&lt;br /&gt;for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU FABBY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE IT HOW YOU LET ME TOUCH YOU.. HAHAHAHAAHA OKAY SORRY THAT SOUNDS DAMN WRONG DON'T KILL ME WHEN YOU SEE THIS.. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-8363558458611664149?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8363558458611664149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8363558458611664149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8363558458611664149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8363558458611664149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/fabby.html' title=''/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6588856917784408263</id><published>2008-11-04T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:22:37.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; Again.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm blogging again. I feel so bored. SO BORED. Feels like the word "fored" {a combination of fucking bored= yeah, fored} was meant for me to describe how I feel most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today after changing my blogskin I watched The Notebook. I went to Kaylie's blog and saw that she was gonna watch The Notebook on Bot, and that's when it hit me that I'd been dying to watch that movie but I totally forgot. One more movie I totally forgot is P.S I love you. Yes I still haven't watched it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor me. After that I just fell asleep on my couch and god knows how I woke up on my bed. Think I sleepwalked there. Nothing weird, do it all the time. Actually I sleeptalk more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think I'm getting insomnia again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord save me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6588856917784408263?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6588856917784408263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6588856917784408263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6588856917784408263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6588856917784408263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/again.html' title='&amp; Again.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-3831976498105451938</id><published>2008-11-03T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:50:39.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed.</title><content type='html'>Haha. Okay I changed my blogskin for those poor souls who have to highlight the words to read it. This skin is even more simple, and plain. :) I like it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. Okay so i'll reply to tags hereeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc - Hello :D Yes see more of you. Please tag!&lt;br /&gt;Maria - All better now? And we all... as in.... whoever you want! Hahaha. Just meet up soon :)&lt;br /&gt;Daniel - Oh yes I did. :) BARNEY THE STUPID DINOSAUR &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;Ramo - All better jeeeeee? And I don't know. DON'T CARE ALSO. FUCK THEM LAH :(&lt;br /&gt;Derick - Of course ya do ;)&lt;br /&gt;Yayah - Oopsies. Now?&lt;br /&gt;Fabzy♥ - The manjan tee is not cute. YOU looked cute. Hahaha. :P&lt;br /&gt;Nanah - Yah lah, your husband rocks. :P (In your dreams, goshhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO HEY. Anyways, if you have problems with scrolling the tagboard up and down, you just click at the tagboard and use your UP and DOWN keys to scrolls up and down?&lt;br /&gt;Alright? :S Omg. Why do my blogskins ALWAYS give so much problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear dear dear :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Angeline get well soon!You're so clumsy.. hahahaha. Oh sorry I shouldn't be laughing. Please don't kill me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;And I'm watching The Pink Panther now. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wood likeeezz AAYE Haaaymbergaaa!!! ROFLOLMAOMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-3831976498105451938?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/3831976498105451938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=3831976498105451938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3831976498105451938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3831976498105451938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/changed.html' title='Changed.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6481395822157779074</id><published>2008-11-01T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:21:54.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy halloween :)</title><content type='html'>BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy halloween kids :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as planned I didn't go trick or treatin' with the guys.. but instead I went to Pasir Ris Park with Family. Well except Suz :( cause she had something on. We missed ya! AND HAVE FUN IN OBS TMR! WE'LL MISS YOU TOO! x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met FK outside Swenson's at Whitesands and she was there waiting for me and the rest in her manjan tee shirt looking so cute. :P&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the rest to come and we went to PRP. Nice aye. AND THANK GOD, as it was a hot ass day but as soon as we reached PRP it went to a slightly cooler weather. If not we'd burn to the lowest pit of hellzxzxzxz!!!!! Kidding :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cycled and Fabzy rollerbladed. It was hilarious!!! Esp when she kept ALMOST falling and I kept trying to catch her hahahaha lmao! Fun times aye ;) we went to see the horses too but the guy there didn't let us see them :( What a meanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the Rosh+ Azfar were playing soccer with the kids. AND THEY LOST.. HAHAHAHA... :P Oh well. Hota hai hota hai! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Then the kids left and we 4 played soccer. Me and Azfar against my jaan and Rosh. WE WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And someone was soooooooooo confident that they would win.&lt;br /&gt;"WE GONNA ROCK YOUR SOCKS" aye??????? hahaha okay lah. We do have sportsmanship and didn't rub it in your faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner then. Aiyo first had to drop Nabby's friend off to her place. I swear she lives in a HDB jungle. Took such a complicated path to reach her place. And walked back to Elias Mall to sit at Mac's for 30 mins thinking where to go and playing around. Oh yeah, Ramo joined :)&lt;br /&gt;Poor girl has been studying so hard for O's - needs some time off studying to stay sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we went to Downtown.. initially we just wanted to see the people dressed up in the halloween costumes and shizz, but we had dinner there since we didn't really see anyone in sight who was dressed in any weird-ass costume. Ate, slacked at Mac cafe there and went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND SINCE IT WAS LATE I COULDN'T GET A BUS EITHER -.-&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Last bus for 15 is 11. And I reached there at 11.06 pm. BUMMMERRRRR. So I took 21 with Rosh and got off at Safra. Then cabbed home. Rosh knows why ._. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and shleeeped at 1. SO TIRED. Woke up at 11 + and went over to neighbours for lunch ( supposed to be breakfast ). They invited me and my bro over cause like my parents have been away for pretty long so they thought we would like some company. As usual my bro backed out last min and I went alone. I taught one of their kids some Math and I don't know how but I fell asleep on their top bunker bed. Woke up at 6 :P&lt;br /&gt;Came back, grilled some chicken. AND NOW I'M WATCHING HARRY POTTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REAL WORLD &lt; HARRY POTTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x peace out homies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6481395822157779074?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6481395822157779074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6481395822157779074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6481395822157779074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6481395822157779074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy halloween :)'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-965582591472265995</id><published>2008-10-29T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:16:16.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck OBS.</title><content type='html'>FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go for the excursion today cause I wasn't feeling well.. and guess what? At 10.12 am I got a call from Mr Steven Soo and he told me I can't go for the local OBS camp because I'm a PR. WTF. And the camp is only meant for Singaporean citizens!! AND I can't even pay and go for it :(&lt;br /&gt;So as a alternative he asked me if I could make it for the OVERSEAS OBS camp. Overseas? :( Nooo.. none of my good friends are going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more the dates totally suck. 28th Nov - 7 Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAY'S ON 30TH NOVEMBER!!!!!! I DON'T WANNA CELEBRATE MY BDAY WITH PEOPLE I DON'T KNOW WELL AND OVERSEAS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherfucking OBS. You better let me go for the local one okay. I don't care about the advantaged "experience" you attain from the overseas OBS, I want to be with my friends.. and that's at local OBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOCAL LOCAL LOCAL LOCAL LOCAL LOCAL LOCAL LOCAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was rude cause I was really angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, thank you Mr Roshan Kalwani for inviting me to your open house for Hari Raya on Monday! It was pretty fun.. later on. :D We played this game called "Pepsi" I'd never heard of the number one before. I only knew the one which you use your feet to eliminate another player or the old-fashioned fingers one. -- After 3 games I didn't wanna play it anymore! I wouldn't call it mind-boggling but it left me kinda woozy after a while. Esp the double numbered one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aft that we saw Azfar and Nabby playing guitar heroes. FUNNY. Nabby was a rocker ;P who kept jerking!!! hahahaha! She looked completely dumb-strucked while playing it. I remember when I first played Guitar Heroes. --------- I SUCKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that I'm saying that I'm an expert now. HEEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Fabby came over to my crib and played with Tinkerbell. FOR THE LAST TIME :(&lt;br /&gt;Had to leave her over to Danny's cause he was adopting her :( UNCLE LOVES HER TOO! well he loves pets, but still!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Tinky :( My little baby. But at least she's happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the first day of extended classes. I came at 9 and it was Chem first. Practicals and shit. Then English. FUCK, should have just ponned english and A maths. I'd done all of that before and the lame exposition essays bored me to shreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored today too :( I woke up at 3.30 pm! DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-965582591472265995?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/965582591472265995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=965582591472265995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/965582591472265995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/965582591472265995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/fuck-obs.html' title='fuck OBS.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-9157984217240339290</id><published>2008-10-26T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:45:47.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barney.</title><content type='html'>barney is a dinosaur from our imagination,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see his purple face i get constipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's a big fat dinosaur who looks real creeepy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will come strangle us when we get sleeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i made that up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-9157984217240339290?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/9157984217240339290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=9157984217240339290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/9157984217240339290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/9157984217240339290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/barney.html' title='Barney.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7199318218069299925</id><published>2008-10-25T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:19:15.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I like girls, they like me!</title><content type='html'>I like girls, they like me. They look so fine, when their out with me! ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Well had an outing with my baby girls yesterday :) Well, Yayah couldn't join us.. so It was Kaylie, Angeline and me! :D = UBER CRAZINESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly Tinkerbell didn't let me sleep so I was insanely tired in the morn + the "path" thing that ran through all night long. Omg i'm too lazy to explain what it was. Then I got back home, changed, played with Tinkerbell. Then I went to meet Kaylie and Angeline at Bedok MRT. Went to Bugis, and walked around Bugis St to find something for Angeline to wear for her interview. (In the end she didn't need to do all this fussiness! I TOLD YOU. You just wanted to spend money right! xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to Altazzag for food. I had my beloved Hummus, Angeline had the same and Kaylie had Lamb Chops. IT WAS SOOOO GOOOD. Then we slacked till dark, and went next door to Reish Turkish Cafe. If I'm not wrong that was the spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesha! Grape. COOLING. Hahahah, funny how Angeline kept asking me if she got high, if she got high. So dumb. You don't get high stupid :P Anyways, it was awsome. Pictures when I get them :) Just a few though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was so fun! Hahaha. Went to SPCA with Danny, because he wanted to adopt a puppy. But actually, SPCA only has the big dogs, that aren't really allowed in HDB so he couldn't get this INSANELY cute dog, Candy. She was soooo cuteeeee.. omg I totally fell in love with her! Then we went to pet shops to look for small puppies! OMEEEGOSH SHOOOO CUUUUTEEEEEE AND ADORABLE! I could just buy ALL of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that had lunch at NEW YORK NEW YORK, and then played pool. Okay he tried to teach me how to play it properly. Omg, i think this is the 3rd time someone is trying to teach me how to play pool. But this time i actually learnt something! Though I still dunno how to bounce the ball ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR TMR AND MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to meet my love on Monday. Muah I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FABBZZZYY JAAAN &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7199318218069299925?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7199318218069299925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7199318218069299925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7199318218069299925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7199318218069299925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-like-girls-they-like-me.html' title='I like girls, they like me!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6215607873374840999</id><published>2008-10-23T10:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T10:27:53.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone.</title><content type='html'>Gone with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you so much. It feels like I've lost a part of my heart, but no matter what you will always be a part of my memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though their non-existant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In a better place now, you may rest in peace. You're with god now. And you'll always be watching us from there. I know you will. I love you Dadi. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaan, I don't know what's wrong and why you're upset but I want you to know I'm always there for you. I'm not just saying it. I'm just a phone call away from you and if you need anything at all.. anyone to talk to or just take out all your feelings, I'm here. You know I'll do my best to cheer you up, cause sadness is not your thing. I don't say I love you just for fun, cause I really do alright. If you're reading this, I want you to know.. I'm always gonna catch you when you fall because I love you. I would take all the pain with me if I could, so that you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6215607873374840999?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6215607873374840999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6215607873374840999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6215607873374840999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6215607873374840999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/gone.html' title='Gone.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1826006562478962448</id><published>2008-10-22T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:03:36.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I move on.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I didn't go to school again.. Woke up at 11+ then Mom called me to fax some invoices over. After all that boring faxing, Mom told me it's okay and I don't need to anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I met Danny, and met other kid, Amanda! Hahaha. She was also at Arab St buying jewels. Nice girl :D Had Starbucks with them, and then Amanda left. Danny dragged me to Bugis St to do shopping for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END: Bought nothing, Liked nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quote, "I wish I was a girl! So many things for a girl to buy in Singapore!" DANNY YOU ARE A BAPOK. Admit it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on Sharon, Simran and her friend don't know what's his name came. Very quiet guy, whatever. :D Went to stupid Altazzag again! I hate that place because of it's TERRIBLE service and the waiters are so RUDE sometimes. Oh well.. Rose was awsome :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Roshan, Sunita, Ainchal and Amit joined in. I'll see Roshan,Danny, Sunita and Ainchal on Sunday, hopefully. I don't know about Amit. Seems like one fiesty young man. And he was dressed like a Mat. o.O&lt;br /&gt;Omg, a MAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunita ordered Mixed fruits, it SUCKED. Not only did it make my throat coarse and dry, I think it's the cause of my upcoming ulcer AND lung ache! I hate that flavour from now onwards! Was going home and then it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it. I thought we had more time? How did 6 months cut short to fucking 3 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't take it and broke into tears. I'll still pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all of you who cared. I really do appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school made me laugh again, after a whole bunch of tears. OH AND WE WON THE HUMANITIES JEOPARDY THINGUM + DEBATE + BEST SPEAKER!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud to be in 3E2. We rock! Agreed? Those who do not agree... WELL TOO BAD :P It's a fact so you have got to get over it, and accept it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3E2 IS THE BEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After school I went with Kaylie to get her Reese ya da ya da and support her in satisfying her cravings. Hahahaha. But YOU GOT CARRIED AWAY! Lol! She wanted to buy the whole shop omgzxzxzxz. Later on Amirah and Hannah also came. They bought their blah blah blah and we headed back to Tanah Merah. Hugged Cake goodbye and went back home. I couldn't stop thinking about it on the journey home. It's almost haunting me.. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunting reminds me- Today Ms Goh spent the whole lesson telling us ghost stories and DID NOT TEACH US E MATHS, HOW COOL IS THAT? After that she told us ghost stories about Pulau Ubin. OMG. I need to go there for freaking OBS. But I can't wait for OBS. Omg, we have to do training before going too. Trekking for Mount Faber or something. WITH ONE-THIRD OF YOUR BODY WEIGHT. Knn I'll fill it ALL up with water. BUT I STILL CAN'T WAIT! Hoping to see a ghost or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, it'll be terrifyingly awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dead tired now. I don't know, the rain has made me even more lethargic than I was and I'm starting to get a wee bit drowsy. Hmmm.. I'll see if I can sleep. But for now I'm ending my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH, I NEED TO REMIND MYSELF TO BRING BANGLES FOR AH GWEE &amp;amp; TRANSIT CARD FOR CRAZY CHARMAINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow I shall have to attend the Meet The Parent's all alone. Sigh :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1826006562478962448?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1826006562478962448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1826006562478962448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1826006562478962448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1826006562478962448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-i-move-on.html' title='And I move on.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1922457614619612934</id><published>2008-10-21T13:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:33:49.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SP1vNWjJhJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BKNFQQ39xyw/s1600-h/n556365585_1949643_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259482215020594322" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SP1vNWjJhJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BKNFQQ39xyw/s320/n556365585_1949643_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The thorns and the roses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's you and the roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't go to school again -- don't ask. I hope I don't get ass whooping for not coming. Actually.. I can't really care. Today would be a boring shitty day. Wtf ettiquette? Plus dumbass CCA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you guys have fun though :D Cause I know I wouldn't.  I realised I'm sometimes apathetic. Seems like a bad thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday wasn't feeling well again, so I just slept till 8 pm! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmm.. life's getting boring. Nothing to blog about- and if I do I keep forgetting. OH and the stupid Barney song is stuck in my head. YUCK. Barney?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Barney is a dinosaur from our imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And when he's tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;he's what we call a dinosaur sensation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Barney's friends are big and small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;they come from lots of places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;after school they meet to play and sing with happy faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Barney shows us lots of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Like how to play pretendABC's, and 123's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And how to be a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Barney comes to play with us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Whenever we may need him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Barney can be your friend too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you just make-believe him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well are you just a fragment of my imagination too?&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/26662183-1922457614619612934?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1922457614619612934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1922457614619612934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1922457614619612934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1922457614619612934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SP1vNWjJhJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BKNFQQ39xyw/s72-c/n556365585_1949643_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1734982783715981478</id><published>2008-10-21T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:45:44.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make it real for me</title><content type='html'>There's so much craziness surrounding me,&lt;br /&gt;There's so much going on it gets hard to breath&lt;br /&gt;When all my faith has gone you,&lt;br /&gt;bring it back to me,&lt;br /&gt;You make it real for me&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not sure of my priorities,&lt;br /&gt; I've lost sight of where im meant to be&lt;br /&gt; And like holy water washing over me,&lt;br /&gt;You make it real for me&lt;br /&gt;And I am running to you baby,&lt;br /&gt; You are the only one who saves me&lt;br /&gt;That's why I've been missing you lately,&lt;br /&gt; 'Cause you make it real for me&lt;br /&gt;When my head is strong,&lt;br /&gt;but my heart is weak,&lt;br /&gt;I'm full of arrogance and uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;When I can't find the words, you teach my heart to speak,&lt;br /&gt;You make it real for me&lt;br /&gt;And I am running to you baby,&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one who saves me&lt;br /&gt;That's why I've been missing you lately,&lt;br /&gt; 'Cause you make it real for me&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking in words I don't understand, You got to be the only one, who knows just who I am&lt;br /&gt;And you're shining in the distance, I hope I can make it through&lt;br /&gt;Cause the only place that I want to be is right back home with you I guess there's so much more I have to learn, But if you're here with me, I know which way to turn&lt;br /&gt;You always give me somewhere, somewhere I can learn,&lt;br /&gt; You make it real for me And I am running to you baby,&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are the only one who saves me&lt;br /&gt;That's why I've been missing you lately, 'Cause you make it real for me&lt;br /&gt;You make it real for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1734982783715981478?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1734982783715981478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1734982783715981478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1734982783715981478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1734982783715981478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-make-it-real-for-me.html' title='You make it real for me'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5574644900989029240</id><published>2008-10-17T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:12:34.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gal toh sun,</title><content type='html'>MERI JAAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got my henna done! Yay. But not satisfied -- long story lah!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school again. :( So I was pretty bored at home. But todays Karva Chaut (A festival Indian married women celebrate by fasting the whole day to pray for longer lives for their husbands and can only eat when the Moon comes out) so Mumzy came home early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabzy I didn't fast for you cause I know you wouldn't be able to come and feed me when the moon comes out :P HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED SIAH. Bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored. I want to go out and do something. And I don't think holidays might be the best thing-- unless of course I get a job or something to occupy me!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I didn't fail anything. THANK GOD. One thing less for the 'rentz to scold me about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh I wanna go shopping :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... Fab what do you want me to blog about :P hahahahaha. I don't think I'm gonna blog about what I think you want me to blog about. Shhhhh! DEI - never sms me back. I'm still waiting for your reply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off homies, PEACE OUT&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-5574644900989029240?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5574644900989029240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5574644900989029240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5574644900989029240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5574644900989029240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/gal-toh-sun.html' title='Gal toh sun,'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-9159440240792164245</id><published>2008-10-15T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:53:54.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SPVyWrrgVaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/INhNrOdpPmo/s1600-h/red%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257233874032809378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SPVyWrrgVaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/INhNrOdpPmo/s320/red%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey all. Okay ignore the weirdass face, BUT I've got blonde and red streaks! White-wash blonde with maroonish red. How sexy is that? I know! Hahahaha. I know you all are jealous :) Kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaylie got purple ones. Oh so sexy! I know I know, the same question. Why couldn't I wait. Hahahaha, whatever. I got it with Zeus! :P We both got same colours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sad Fabzy couldn't come with us, but it's alright! We're going tgt soon! She'll get them too! And i'll get some acid colour like pink or purple. Ooooh. Maybe blue! Hehehe. I'll think. And the guy would give us free strands! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't go to school today btw. Hahaha, more time to think what I should do with my hair! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah i'll make sure it's not gonna be seen so please don't SHOUT it out or anything so it's more obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Fabzy! :) Don't ya wish your girlfriend was hot like &lt;strong&gt;MINE&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh anyways, as I said I didn't go to school. Got backk ALLL the marks today. Heart attack man. Fucking heart attack. Thank god, I PASSED A MATHS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who're like "So what? You just passed?" I HAVE NEVER FUCKING PASSED ANYTHING IN A MATHS, SO SHUT UP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUTTTTTTT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got so low of E math. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Ah well at least I don't know the rest of my marks. Till tmr then! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I gotta decide whether I'm gonna go emo for a while for my marks, or don't give a damn. Cause next yr my life might be over ._. My parent's might be taking away my laptop from me and I won't have anything to do except study or sms. How much can a person sms anyway? Not too much right. Sigh. My life would be over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I wanna enjoy these holidays as much as possible! Because next yr I think I rather be miserable than regret after I get my O'lvl marks. Better safe than sorry innit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&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/26662183-9159440240792164245?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/9159440240792164245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=9159440240792164245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/9159440240792164245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/9159440240792164245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-fine-day.html' title='One fine day!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viaNsPHJUVQ/SPVyWrrgVaI/AAAAAAAAAU0/INhNrOdpPmo/s72-c/red%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5346361335352134797</id><published>2008-10-12T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:51:19.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz time!</title><content type='html'>A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;C) Continue this game by sending it to other people&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i was tagged by Kaylie and Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;The 8: Yayah, Nanah, Jazmyne, Maria, Sreya(I know you dont have a blog, do it as a note on facebook!), AIYAH WHATEVER. THOSE WHO WANNA DO JUST DO.&lt;br /&gt;01. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;Going out cause my exams are OVERRRRRRRRRR.  -prances around happily-&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;03. What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't awake.&lt;br /&gt;04. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Good results, and a break. Please?&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;Depending what I am carrying and what kind of jacket it is. If it's expensive OF COURSE NOT.&lt;br /&gt;08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;ME OF COURSE!&lt;br /&gt;9. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Billabong shorts.&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;From Sunny(A lot lah) and Rameza(Which I sent out to lots of my friends and it is now their nicest text in their inbox!) So I prefer Ramos! :)&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;The House Bunny!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;Having the world's most awesome friends. I love you guys :)&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;What you doing?&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot which song. But I sang it with my Jaan.&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;YES. Tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;No say one brand that you love to have? You online now? Come oneline :D -- retarded.&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt; 2 AM&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I don't ask for advice.&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;I hate whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;Probably Sunny if I hadn't fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;More than you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Fabeha, Roshan, Syahmi&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;Eh, no.&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;People ignorant to others, and their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe..&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;Baby blue.&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;If it were Palin, I sure will.&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying : talk is cheap?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;My Mom.&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;Fabeha.&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;I think I do. Better than many out there.&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didnt die?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;I don't keep profile songs.&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;Unknown.&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;I am lame too. I smiled for this question too. So there, now.&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;So much, I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sounds of the TV.&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;Sheena? On Msn.&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?.&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what ya get next.&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and people rip their ears off when they hear me.&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?&lt;br /&gt;Give up on life.&lt;br /&gt;51. What were you doing last night at 11pm?&lt;br /&gt;Out having dinner.&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;It's fine.&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;All my friends.&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;57. Favourite website(s)?&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK. Hands down!&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got one, ya dig?&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?I&lt;br /&gt; Sneaking off to ICC! haha!&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;You tell me? :D&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want anyone to die with me.&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Heroes? Otherwise I don't play games.&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend and love, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Friend.&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Doing this bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;T!&lt;br /&gt;T-P!&lt;br /&gt; T-P-S!&lt;br /&gt;T!&lt;br /&gt;T-P!&lt;br /&gt; T-P-S!&lt;br /&gt;POWER POWER WOOOOH! Hahaha, Tampines Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;br /&gt;Red, Purple, Blue.&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;LOOOVEEEE. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;think about it and then maybe talk to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;I still am, Sheena.&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most?&lt;br /&gt;No one?&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;November.&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;19.42&lt;br /&gt;77. What kind of person do u think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;Kaylie-- RETARDED. Jasmine- STONKY GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;78.What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;I've never dyed my hair! I ain't old, yo.&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;I piss others off... most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;25+&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is most important to you?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Idk.&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;Make my parents proud of me..&lt;br /&gt;88.Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness!&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think its Global Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;Of course it is you asses, don't you know? If you are still oblivious to this fact.. you might as well go and die!&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;Depression.&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Depends. But mostly yes.&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most?&lt;br /&gt;My family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Live my life and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;A pair of balls. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;A lot...&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;Castruate him. Yes Kaylie. I will. -crazy glare in her eyes-&lt;br /&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;Something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-5346361335352134797?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5346361335352134797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5346361335352134797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5346361335352134797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5346361335352134797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-time.html' title='Quiz time!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1606947149672237652</id><published>2008-10-12T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:50:59.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS OVER!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, i'm late in announcing this but MY EXAMS ARE OVER.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;YES!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEEDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, after Friday ( A math paper ) AKA Last exam! I went over to Momma's office. Got my eyebrows shaped. Okay finally they look normal. I swear once you do them, you can't stop doing them over and over! :) Hahaha! Then I went to meet Danny and Sunita. 45 minutes late. Watched The House Bunny. Omg it's hilarious! Haha! I wanna watch Eagle's eye next. Outing on that movie girls? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Bugis to Altazzag's. Met Ainchal and her friend Laveena or something. Her friend's such a snob. Whatever. Can't stand girls who are stuck up! SOMBONG.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to Zee Carnival. It was boring lah! All the Indian Aunties dying to see Shahrukh Khan! Bloody hell! He's so freaking old lah please!&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know who is Shahrukh Khan -- he's some big shot actor of the Bollywood Cinema often called the King of Bollywood. King Khan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, whatever. Most of my friends including namely Rameza Khan (no she is not related to him :P she wishes), Chadni and moreeee! Gosh why do you love him so much! Bloody loser. Rameza who has O lvls going on, loved him so much that didn't care and went! Aiyah!&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk. What has he done to the world. Good luck to all doing O's though! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I went with Fabeha, Rameza. Later on Syahmi, Roshan and Ghulam joined in. And soon after which Nabila, then after 1 more hour, Fab's mom and Nani. LOL NANI (sorry inside joke).&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with them though!&lt;br /&gt;Fabeha, Syahmi, Roshan and I went back by 518 but then we decided to have dinner first. Went to the lame Mc Donald's. Was fun hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Got screwed. Sorry girls I couldn't make it today! Love you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching movies at home today. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1606947149672237652?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1606947149672237652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1606947149672237652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1606947149672237652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1606947149672237652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-over.html' title='EXAMS OVER!!!!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2665426218621420519</id><published>2008-10-09T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:13:13.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can smell the taste of freedom!</title><content type='html'>Hey I changed my blogskin! I like this, it's simple and pretty nice.&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME YOU LIKE IT TOO, OR ME NO LIKE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so tomorrow's the last exam and I am so excited like OH MY GAWD. So we're not going to Bintan anymore, I guess we're just gonna for a dinner on the 13th. Oh it's Momma and Poppa's wedding anniversary. I haven't gotten them anything yet. HELP ME THINK GUYS! HELP ME THINK! For the guys who don't know how I react to getting someone presents it's usually, &lt;strong&gt;"OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG WHAT THE HELL DO I GET THEM OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG -breathes- OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's that bad :/ Ah well, yes I went to Singapore Khalsa Association Club to see Sreya! Yay. She looked so pretty :) Oh well, other than that met a few others.. but I don't really know them so it was REALLY AWKWARD. I was just standing there and 3 nerdy guys came up to talk to me. Okay I think 2 of them are alright, but 1 of them was really.. (can I use the word DISGUSTING?). What a stalkerish and weird guy. And since Miss Sreya had to make an "entrance" she came an hour later than she told me! Wah lau, made me wait 1 hour with people I don't exactly know. BUT being the kind soul that I am! I forgive you hun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the losers added me on facebook. Ha ha ha ha ha.  EW His profile makes me laugh :P&lt;br /&gt;I'm so mean omg omg omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgive me God, for being so mean. Forgive me God, I'm only human.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgive me God cause I may sin. Forgive me God for making fun of him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, I read Off Centre this morning. It's really good! I finished it in 2 hours or less in the morning. Very touching play, I want to see it now! Brother said the play was good too! Oooo.&lt;br /&gt;Next I'll finish TKAMB and then read his A Curious Incident of The Dog In The Night-Time. Whoopeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to watch a movie. The last movie I saw in the movies was Meet Dave. OH AND I CAN WATCH ALL MY TV SHOWS AGAIN. YES YES YES ME LOVE TV SHOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diwali's coming, henna time! Yay. I think it's what I like the most about Diwali. The henna! But I don't like the smell of it :S OH WELL YAY.&lt;br /&gt;And I finally wanna get my eyebrows threaded -.- They are desperately in need of shaping. I don't need to, but I wanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm procrastinating and not doing any A math. Need to at 5. Need to at 5. Need to at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE FIVE FIVE FIVE FIVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2665426218621420519?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2665426218621420519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2665426218621420519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2665426218621420519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2665426218621420519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-can-smell-taste-of-freedom.html' title='I can smell the taste of freedom!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-3921052007589425382</id><published>2008-10-03T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:59:24.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, i'm not broken don't try to fix me.</title><content type='html'>HELLO SWEETHEARTS.&lt;br /&gt;Argh, i'm so tired-- for no reason :/ just thinking about next weeks hectic schedule makes me wanna fall to the ground. Mehhh.&lt;br /&gt;TGIF-- but it don't feel like no weekend's coming. This weekends gonna be filled with mugging and cramming and I am NOT looking forward to it. My body aches, boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the slackest day of my life in school. 2 periods of studies and the rest was free periods. Didn't feel like we did much, haaaah! Came home and slept and blah.&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I SLEEPING SO MUCH?? I NEED TO BE STUDYING! D'OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.. yes this weekend = SERIOUS CRAMMING. Today I didn't go to school :X sorry sorry sorry! But I got up and got a call from Kaylie to go for MJC's open house. It was nice, but I should say I'm not impressed. Maybe because we needed to go home and couldn't get to see the whole thing that much. Next year, if I go.. I think I'd spend more time + see into more CCA's. We had a 2 dollar photoshoot =P teehee! But the pictures came out DISGOOSTING, only 2 were quite alright.. so we got them. 1st one for free and the 2nd one for 2 bucks. Not bad.. but we looked really bad today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back... and started to study.. but I FELL ASLEEP AGAIN. I can't study at home ZOMG. =.= I just can't! I'd rather go and study downstairs.. or maybe tmr I'll head for the library. Yes, maybe I will :)&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. Just get next week over and done with. I wonder how the O level students feel.. wanting to slack and relax.. but O's coming soon.. and as soon as it gets over they would be able to slack and have fun.. Ah, well. GOOD LUCK TO YOU GUYS TAKING O'S :) &amp;amp; not to forget loving PSLE students. PSLE ain't that hard, you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-3921052007589425382?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/3921052007589425382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=3921052007589425382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3921052007589425382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3921052007589425382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-im-not-broken-dont-try-to-fix-me.html' title='hello, i&apos;m not broken don&apos;t try to fix me.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-6154144353904524515</id><published>2008-09-29T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:11:25.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Replies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mush: Why discrimination against your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jasmine: Lol. Hell no, mine was terrible toooooo! Ahhhhhh :( and yeah, sure. Thanks! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chandini: Yes sweetheart, you are linked :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fab: ☺♥ love you jaan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nanah: Thank you :D Hahahaha.. eh really? Ask your husband to teach me some magic too! :P So I can heal myself. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Derick: Thanks, aw get well soon! Hahaha, good luck to you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh. SS today. Got over real quick, leaving my wrist in PAIN. Ah well hopes for the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;Next week! Can't wait can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-6154144353904524515?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/6154144353904524515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=6154144353904524515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6154144353904524515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/6154144353904524515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag-replies.html' title='Tag Replies!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7424792590598957174</id><published>2008-09-27T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:02:29.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>Running nose + Coughing + Sneezing + Weakeness. Ew I hate being sick, it's so much trouble. Firstly, my nose is all red from the rubbing of so much tissue against it. I can't breathe properly. No proper sleep or whatsoever and AHHHHH I JUST HATE BEING SICK :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's driving me crazy! :( I can't sleep, I can't stay awake. And I've slept just so much and it goes off only momentarily and then comes back. Esp the running nose. And my lungs hurt when I cough :( I don't wanna go to the doctor as yet, until tmr. Maybe I'd get better. Please please please? I can't study either. UGH. SS on Monday! I need to mug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK. Just fuck. This can't be happening. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7424792590598957174?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7424792590598957174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7424792590598957174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7424792590598957174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7424792590598957174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/09/sick.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-8112946199603113596</id><published>2008-09-25T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:24:26.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are there so many colours? What are they trying to tell meeeee!</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha! Their not so excellent adventure! I'm like LFMAO right now. Their like awsome! :D Please everybody go to &lt;a href="http://www.ryanandsean.com/"&gt;http://www.ryanandsean.com/&lt;/a&gt; and vote for Singapore! I really want them to come :) AND SO DO 500+ MORE OTHER PEOPLE. So you can be the next 600th person to vote for them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was English paper 1 and today was Oral. Alright I'm not gonna lie but I think I &lt;strong&gt;terrible&lt;/strong&gt; for my essay! It was about friendships. I wrote a narrative.. but I think I could do so much better. Ugh. My speech was alright. Not bad. Please don't fail me TYS! :( And today was Oral. It was rather good! I liked the teacher I got, sadly I forgot her name! Oh well. After Oral Angeline, Kaylie, Jasmine and I were talking about RYAN AND SEAN! Hahaha. Then we pestered Line to watch it, cause their like so awsome! Oh and then I told them about this video I saw of a Loser and enacted it out to them. Yes, I can act :P Don't ask me why I'm not in drama. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2IF0vbDc0s"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2IF0vbDc0s&lt;/a&gt; The cheesy pickup lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVssX_j7MWA&amp;amp;feature=user"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RVssX_j7MWA&amp;amp;feature=user&lt;/a&gt; And this is the one I acted out. Loser, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that around 10 Kaylie had to go for her history lesson and "pig" around, lol at least that's what she blogged.. but Angeline didn't wanna go home so we went to Orchard! To do what Line loves best. HER SLUTTLY JAPANESE MAGAZINES! HAHAHAHAHAHA! She is like totally in love with them! And okay, I admit. Their pretty impressive with the clothes.. but some of their hairstyles are ridiculous! It's even kinda ugly. But other than that.. most of the hairstyles are "bombshell" and totally SMEXY! :) I want big hair toooooooo! Oh and those tee's and skirts and stuff. And someone is a Bimbotic Slut. HAHA KIDDING. You're just racist. :P&lt;br /&gt;Please don't kill me ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and slept. Tomorrow's gonna be fun. And then back to studying Social Studies + History. Whoopee.&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/26662183-8112946199603113596?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/8112946199603113596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=8112946199603113596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8112946199603113596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/8112946199603113596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-are-there-so-many-colours-what-are.html' title='Why are there so many colours? What are they trying to tell meeeee!'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5343478780948496822</id><published>2008-09-24T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:12:23.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Opaline Brings Me To My Knees</title><content type='html'>Oh my god. I'm in love with Dishwalla. I can't wait till I get the second album of their songs. :)&lt;br /&gt;Alright. It's the beginning. Today was the first paper, English P1. Tmr's oral. I think I did pretty not bad today, but it could have been so much more better. Ugh. I hope my speech doesn't screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote about friendships. Yes, I know.. so cliche, but I don't know why I just felt like writing about it. It's like sometimes... friendship is the only thing I have to hold on to. The rest kinda disapperates in thin air. I just got the goosebumps. I do not like it :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cold and chilly day - and yes I had a fantastic sleep once I got home. :) I need to study for Social Studies. I don't wanna fail. I really don't wanna. And I can't wait till all the exams end. I just want freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F1 !!!! I hope I can go for F1, I really do. Should I.. or should I not.. should I or should I not. Oh damnnnit :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somebody save me? Come on, I've been waiting for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait till this gets over. I really can't. But I'm still scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come on, I'm still waiting for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-5343478780948496822?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5343478780948496822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5343478780948496822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5343478780948496822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5343478780948496822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-opaline-brings-me-to-my-knees.html' title='Your Opaline Brings Me To My Knees'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2972541920541588436</id><published>2008-09-20T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:28:41.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh start</title><content type='html'>New blog yay. And thank you so much for those who tagged and like my blog skin. I love it too. Hindi exam was yesterday, and I have got to admit that it has been the easiest one i've ever done in my whole entire life. If I don't score well for this, I will cry. It was really that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. life's been hard. I hate coming home these days now.. I don't wanna come home to someone who doesn't wanna see me. My brother's still always on the phone.. I don't think he cares anymore. Mom, as usual.. upset at me ): I don't know what I did wrong. Okay, I do.. but every time I want to correct it... she just doesn't let me. Frustrated much? yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, hindi exam. YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Before that I skipped school, yes I did. And then "uncle" drove us to Beatty Sec. I think their retarded? They tried to fit in Bengoli, Guju and Punajbi togt with Hindi. Yeah, they are very smart. Hahaha. BUT YAY! I met all my friends, :] whom I had been seperated from and lost touch with. Even saw Japna and Jaskirat[sp?]. Oh and this other indian guy, forgot his name ah.&lt;br /&gt;First exam. 2 HOURS :O I can't believe it was that long? WE WERE LIKE DYING... AAAACK! I waited 30 mins for everyone to finish.. fidgeting around and going to the toilet. Y'know I started to tear after I finish the paper 1, (no not because they were tears of happiness or what, ha ha ha) but because there was some irritation in my eyes. I think it's hindi. I'm allergic to hindi. =)&lt;br /&gt;After 2 whole hours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BREAK TIME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with all my friends again. Yay.  And then back to class for the next, really long exam. It ended at 8 pm and then, I was supposed to go for dinner with the rest, but instead I went with Mush, Nahin and Sreya. Think it was worth it :D I missed Mush, yay. AND SREYAAAA &lt;3 Nahin was nice to talk to, haha. What a girl :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Today I did nothing. Practically slacked the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;:( boo. Then went for prayers. Ah, thats it. Tuition tmr D: at 12.30 am&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination.. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2972541920541588436?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2972541920541588436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2972541920541588436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2972541920541588436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2972541920541588436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/09/fresh-start.html' title='Fresh start'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-3222880905708896223</id><published>2008-09-17T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T19:32:16.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess whose back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed blogger :) I really can't take wordpress anymore. Seriously pissin' me off. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;SO AS OF TODAY, I'M BACK ON THIS BLOG. Yay. But I won't delete the other blog.. cause it has my entries there. :D&lt;br /&gt;My other blog was, &lt;a href="http://www.anditsheragain.wordpress.com/"&gt;www.anditsheragain.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt; but no, I'm definately not going back to it. FOH REAL, NIGGAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall change my skin now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA-TA! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-3222880905708896223?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/3222880905708896223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=3222880905708896223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3222880905708896223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3222880905708896223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-whose-back.html' title='guess whose back?'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5714444306192400366</id><published>2008-03-31T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:34:18.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am happy.</title><content type='html'>I am happily blogging on my other blog so PLEASE DERICK, don't ask me to blog here again. I shall only update her on very important occasions. Like now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SCREWED FOR MYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-5714444306192400366?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5714444306192400366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5714444306192400366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5714444306192400366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5714444306192400366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-happy.html' title='I am happy.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-2953037691920102299</id><published>2008-03-14T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T13:43:44.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) goodbye.</title><content type='html'>I don't think i'm gonna blog here now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-2953037691920102299?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/2953037691920102299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=2953037691920102299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2953037691920102299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/2953037691920102299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/03/goodbye.html' title=':) goodbye.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-5880819223781355385</id><published>2008-03-10T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:39:09.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March hols don't seem so great.</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of March Hols. Damn, it was long.. but pretty fun! First woke up 6.30 am.. was very sleepy so snoozed till 7, and then got up to go to school. Reached school; was one of the earliest people there. I felt weird : Anyways.. then Miss Chia came and the rest and we had A maths. A maths always leaves me confuzzled 0.O sometimes at least. Then played bball for a while (though i sucked very badly.) Went for Physics. Kaylie wanted to return home.. she was having a sore throat and cough. GET WELL SOON BABE! =) I had this insanely retarded conversation with Kaylie, on paper. Cuz she can't speak! Hahaha.. i wrote something like "KAYLIE! Since i can't talk to you, let's write! ..... but oh wait.. your hand hurts too! you can't write either. HA! How dumb! Hehe. We still chatted on the paper for a while before Kaylie slept :) I was feeling so sleepy too and even slept for a while.. cuz the lesson was slightly boring. Lesson ended at 11.30 am... then from don't know where Rizuan came and went like Kaylie! And she was like uhhh... what..? (dots are for the gap she left in btw every word and her voice was croaky = very bad! GET WELL SOON, GIRL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he was like "Kaylie! Why aren't you talking properly!" and being an insanely good friend that i am, :D i told him the reason instead of Kaylie needing to speak! And he was like "which is more important? talking to your friends or your throat? your friends are more important... you should endure the pain and talk your friends instead..." and after he left, me and Kaylie looked at him and then each other and went like "What an idiot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! WOOPSSIIEEEZXZXZXZXZXZXZ! x)&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha... then I went to Kaylie's house for a while with Chewy, Afiq, Babat and Chwiss xD Hahaha.. that's what Babat calls Chriss. Chwiss. Awa. WTF Ara! We played Nintendo wii! Yay i own at Tennis and Bowling. Muahahahahaha! :D I don't even know how to play properly! Lol! After Chriss lost to me in Tennis he practically fell down on the floor while runnign around screaming, NOOOO. HAHAHA! it was hilarious. Wished i recorded it xD After that i beat Chewy at Tennis..... :) Hehehe! Sucker boys! Can't even beat a girl in tennis huh. I feel half dead typing this. I'm so sleepy. Lemme try and make this shorter... After leaving Kaylie's house i went to school again for Life Science. Cabbed with Chewy and Afiq. Afiq and I dropped off at school and ran to his locker for pants. Oh i didnt mention! He was wearing LS shorts today as uniform. He looked fucking weird! Omg.. (zzz still sleeping) Life science was pretty good. Too lazy to elaborate. Lol. Anyways.. after blah blah blah and blah blah blah.. i went home. Okay the end. imma go and sleep now. Nights! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EDIT/: Joke of the day! Afiq... can you bounce? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-5880819223781355385?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/5880819223781355385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=5880819223781355385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5880819223781355385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/5880819223781355385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-hols-dont-seem-so-great.html' title='March hols don&apos;t seem so great.'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-4379195382552003571</id><published>2008-03-07T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:48:02.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why bother...</title><content type='html'>You know why i don't blog so often? Cuz i finally realised how superficial my blogposts have become. Everytime i want to type down how i feel.. i fear who reads this blog and bla bla bla.. so you know what.. From this instant i'm not gonna blog here unless i feel the need to do so. Which might be soon cuz i get bored often and thats the time i ACTUALLY bother to type. I have xanga! But i forgot my username password. LOL! Oh well.. :P I don't really care... as long as can create a new one! Heehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. since i've really nothing to do.. i shall update you bored readers on my boring life :D&lt;br /&gt;[drumroll please!]&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week has gone by pretty quick for me actually.. the last i rmb.. it was only MONDAY. And that's a lot coming from me.. cuz i'm short-termed! Heehee :) Anyway so.. this week was rather short. Wednesday was dreadful. My bag was extra heavy and i dislike having to bring SO many books back home :( Ah.. well.. Thursday was pretty okay. CCA meeting was darn short.. i really get pissed. Okay fine.. i'm such a weirdo. If the meetings too long i complain. If the meetings too short i complain! What's wrong with me! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was SUPER short cuz we had only Lit, Phy, A maths and PCCG! Heehee. But after school me and Jasmine stayed back to complete our Literature project. We really had to rush :( But before we could complete it.. we also had to go for the Emcee Auditions for Speech Day. Miss Deepa and Mrs Tan MK were taking our auditions. No offence but everytime i look at Mrs Tan i wanna laugh! Hahaha.. cuz i'm just WAITING for the moment she'll say my name - which as always, is WRONG. I dont get what's so difficult to say my name. Ara-dha-na. She calls me Ara-na-dha? WTF. CAN'T SHE FREAKING INVERT IT OVER. I recall in my sec 1 blogposts.. (which are utterly terrible and disgustingly written) i used to mention that a lot.. and get pissed! Hahaha! She still can't get my name right! I mean.. it's been 3 year O.O and i just realised i've been in BV for 3 years. Next year is the last. Sense of attachment? Quite... but you know even though 3/2 is such an awsome class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.&lt;br /&gt;miss 2E2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2E2 frankly was the class with the WORST class spirit i've ever seen.. but for some odd and retarded reason.. i can't seem to forget 2E2! Maybe after camp i'd love 3E2 more! x) Heehee.. god knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylie couldn't write with her hand today, AND WE HAD A LITERATURE ESSAY TEST :O... which was pretty alright except that i missed points and did not include more than three quotes :/ Miss Sharifah told Kaylie to write with her other hand and i was like =.O wtf? How can she write that? Would the handwriting even be legible? I doubt so! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg.. you know i freaking jump so much :X I am a horrible planner. LOL! Anyway i was talking bout the auditions! They were pretty alright.. except for the fact when i and Jasmine were auditioning.. "Low" kept ringing in my head. Bahh.. made me nervous :( Oh well.. oh well.. my eyes terribly hurt! I want to sleep and now i'm typing this with my eyes closed... lets see whats the results..?&lt;br /&gt;-opens eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THEIR CORRECT. Okay lemem try once more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to do this cuz i have nothing better to do man.. i am so bored and annoyed... with this dumb bla bla bla.. okay la i'm gna open my eyes lol!&lt;br /&gt;-WTF LOL-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my eyes hurt. I wanna sleep. NIGHTIES. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove from meeeeeeeeee~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-4379195382552003571?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/4379195382552003571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=4379195382552003571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4379195382552003571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/4379195382552003571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-bother.html' title='why bother...'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-3263668055580668208</id><published>2008-03-02T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:24:07.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate Sundays when i have absolutely nothing fun to do. Thanks a lot brother. You rock... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mehh.. I hate this.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-3263668055580668208?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/3263668055580668208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=3263668055580668208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3263668055580668208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/3263668055580668208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-bored-im-bored-im-bored-im-bored-im.html' title=''/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1660324366971219851</id><published>2008-03-01T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T15:01:21.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School..</title><content type='html'>Saturday today...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i don't feel like being happy. Okay cut it. I shall start on a good note. Tuesday was er, i can't rmb. Lol.. i guess the lessons were normal. After school slept 2 hours, cuz life science is at 3.30.. and we get released at 1.30!?!?!?! Fuck LS. So fucking late. 2 fucking hours man. Oh well.. i got more pissed later cuz after 3.30.. we only had a meeting till 4.30?!?!? Wait 2 fucking hours for a crapped up 1 hour lesson. CB CB CB CB CB CB =(&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was a long long day. I mean really long. I kinda forgot a lot of stuff but er, it was long! Lol.. and after school stayed back till 3.30 to discuss Lit. In the end didn't discuss much.. but we talked to Yu Jie more. Lol! Didn't really talk to him so much before.. but then i realised it's only 15 minutes =P Oh well! It was his birthday on Thursday (which he was telling me about)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YU JIE =D!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was looooooooooooooooooooooooong too. School was not bad but after school! Grr!        =( Lost my money! So i went to the market to get money and then when i reached i realised i was late for A maths remedial! Ahhhh! Phew. Got to class and question 13 was gna kill me man! So fucking long and annoying. Grr =( After that rushed to Life Sci.. very boring.. -.- We waited until 4.30 for bitch Deepa.. :/ and when she finally arrived, i mean FINALLLYYYY and the said cuz of the delay she would cut everything short.. yet we still finished at 6.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;CB CB CB CB CB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. Friday was funny. And short. Didn't feel like studying the whole day! Lol.. but i did okay! I'm a good girl :) and Surds is annoying. Ms Lua damn funny. FYM!FYM!KNN!LOL! I didn't know she would say such things xD And you know what we were being taught? About Passion.. where did the topic end? She talking about how 2 guys tried to molest her? FTW? Why the hell was she talking about that! and who the hell wants to molest her =P TEEHEE! I'm so mean x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and SC is so so so unreasonable. Jasmine hates her too now. So that makes me, Kaylie, Jer, Jia Yan, Jasmine to hate her! And i bet a lot more hate her too.. she's so... UGH. Sometimes i feel sorry when she scolds me.. but then when she starts scolding it takes her AGES to shut up.. and then i end up not feeling sorry AT ALL for whatever i did. Like kaylie too. She was sorry she forgot to bring her thermometer. But then SC scolded her so much.. till she no longer flet sorry! Wah lau! Damn freggin' pissed at her. =( When's the bitch gna retire!??! Gah.&lt;br /&gt;Saw The Leap Years with Welly and Jas after school. We had to watch the 4 o'clock show cuz of the bitch la! She kept talking so much.. and was so freggin' difficult to find! Looked for her for 1 hr =.= Anyways.. the movie wasn't bad. It wasn't good either. Slow i might say. The guy next to us was watching a love story alone?! What did he just get dumped or something? So dumb to watch a movie alone? Lol. Okay.. actually... watching a movie alone isn't that bad.. but a love story alone? WTH? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Went home and then slept like really early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was hindi school. Bleh it sucked. I mean.. i had to shift places so many times. Teacher not happy with me! I talk a lot =X HAHA! now i'm bored. So i blogged. Nothing to do on the comp these days.. Sigh.. boring! Later might watch PS. I love you! I so wanna watch this movie! :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay i think i've nothing left to talk. I was gna talk about something.. but haiya lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1660324366971219851?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1660324366971219851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1660324366971219851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1660324366971219851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1660324366971219851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/03/school.html' title='School..'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-1338870208391549736</id><published>2008-02-25T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:59:31.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>237?</title><content type='html'>This is my 237th post. Sigh. Since sec 1? I blog so... little? Omg. Lol man. Anyways, today was great-ish. Got back E maths and Chem marks. E maths was not bad.. but omg Chem! Yay i got 21/25 :D HIGH DISTINCTION. Yeah, baby.. yeah ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the boring school ended :P We all went to Orchard for the movie :) So many BV students in the MRT, omg siaaaaaa... It was a lil chaotic. Even the entering was chaos. In the cinema hall, SB came and sat next to me. I was like, OMFG NOOOOOOOOOO... CRYING SIAAAA.. i mean.. omg what the hell? During the movie maybe she'll be, "why are you sitting like that in the theatre? SIT RESPECTFULLY. WE'RE IN PUBLIC" omg la! But thank god she went off. Phew. Close shave, man. Anyways.. the movie! Kiterunner :) LOVED IT. Nanah and I cried like babies! Hahaha, it was really and truly touching.&lt;br /&gt;After that Kaylie, Nanah, Chris, Babat, Siri, Yayah, Afiq and I had "dinner" and went home :) Omg, in the MRT Babat was acting sooooo emo :P I mean, it was really really fake. He was tryna look sad and all.. and then smiled? FTW? lol. Oh well.. later on he grabbed Chris' hand for some reason and Chris went like, "EW! NO. I prefer Afiq to you siah! Dont gay la!" And i was like OMG BABAT WTH. GAYYYY... Rejected by Chris! Hahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. after they all left, Yayah and Nanah were on the opposite side of the Mrt cabin and Nanah was trying to call me, and made the most hilarious faces.. and the guy next to me saw it! And she was like OMG. HAHAHAAH... then when i crossed over and sat next to her.. she started doing something else with her face. And the guy saw that also! Hahahahah.. it was extremely funny. Er, i don't think you'll get the comedy in it. You gotta be there to feel it, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL: Today was pretty awsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND MY BRO HAS THIS SUPER NEW FKING AWSOME GOLD PLATED GUITAR :) which is red!!! I LOVE RED. I love his guitar. I'm jealous now. Very. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-1338870208391549736?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/1338870208391549736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=1338870208391549736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1338870208391549736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/1338870208391549736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/02/237.html' title='237?'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7863828518673862803</id><published>2008-02-24T13:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T15:04:40.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have excellent memory :)</title><content type='html'>Yeah, i haven't been blogging very often. Not bothered. Blogging bug has officially been cured :/ Anyways, one more thing i hate about me blogging after numberous days is that i have SUCH excellent memory that i can't rememeber what happened to me 2 days ago. Yes, i know. Excellent :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, i shall try and remember stuff. When did i last blog O.O Omg i forgot that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-CHECKS-&lt;br /&gt;wednesday! Okay so talk about Thursday, Friday, Saturday and today.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was MT exam, so none for me! x) yay. Oh well.. studying for the next day was complete torture. A maths is the only thing i'm absolutely positive that i'm gonna fail. :( The rest of the tests were pretty cool. AHHHHHH A MATHS :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school we rejoiced the end of CT exams with a movie :) Me, Jasmine, Kaylie, Welly, Sirinapa! :) Jolene backed out in the end. :( BAD GIRL. Hahahaha.. on the way to tanah merah mrt from school, we were creating this freaky ghost story about us. Freaking funny! Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the movie was awsome :) i just love the way he types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme try to type something the way he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI MY NAQKMES IT ARADFHSXN A&lt;br /&gt;ok didnt go so well.&lt;br /&gt;second try----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYELLO M Y NAME IS AFRAHDNBA&lt;br /&gt;ok no it's no where there. how the fuck does he type so weirdly?!?!!?!!?!?!? omg hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, kaylie went home and the rest of us walked around and then had dinner. :)&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet fab and ramo for a while! hehe, omg fab so lame siaaaa :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday didn't go hindi school. Too lazy, :S After that met Lux and went off to Nicah's party :) But it ended up pretty... weird. Long story. Ask me if you REALLY wanna know. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea and today. Chem tuition and now... i needa rush! SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26662183-7863828518673862803?l=justara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/feeds/7863828518673862803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26662183&amp;postID=7863828518673862803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7863828518673862803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26662183/posts/default/7863828518673862803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justara.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-excellent-memory.html' title='I have excellent memory :)'/><author><name>ARA*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14368656224869163270</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26662183.post-7989507544100528806</id><published>2008-02-20T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:39:40.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams. Ahhh.</title><content type='html'>About time i remembered i had a blog :P Hahaha. I was on the net and then it suddenly hit me; Eh i also have a blog lol. Which is probably kinda dead :S  oh well oh well. I cant rmb when was the last time i blogged so imma just skip to Monday. Monday was a very blurr and retarded day for me. I saw the timetable wrongly and ended up bringing the wrong books :S Phew i didn't miss out on the important subjects. Borrowed E maths book from Luvisha. I thought i was saved, but then i remembered we had homework in the notebook :( Which i totally forgot to bring! 100 lines, "I love Elementary Mathematics", which i have yet to hand in :X Omg, i'm so irresponsible! Goddammit. Anyways after that i can't really rmb what happened. After school went with Nanah, Yayah, Choco and Nurul to eat KFC. MMM.. i looooove KFC. Hahahaha, okay i don't but whatever. After eating we slacked a little and a while later Nurul got prank called. Followed by Choco and Nanah. We know whose the prankcaller now. Lol. Loseerrrr with no life lah :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. then i went home to study SS. What the fuck. The next day was SS test and NOTHING i studied for came out. I mean... okay it did. But it was so little ?!?!?!!? I mean.. i studied all the causes and impacts :( For nothing! Cuz none of that came out. Only a question on the Economic Impact. I was like OMG WTF, cuz there were only 3 points in the Economic Impact. I was super pissed... but life goes on. So whatever. English paper was soooooooo fucking retarded. I've never done such an easy paper in my life. I guessed why, Mrs Lua set it ^^ Hahaha! She so can't set papers... but at least their so easy :P After that lessons as usual. Blah blah blah and school was over. Yayah shouted YAY SCHOOL'S OVERRRR but unfortunately we had to break it to her IT WASNT. We still had Physics extra lesson. Yayah's expression was like, 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe,  :) Physics was errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr okay, half the time i was telling Kaylie and Yayah to pay attention while they were talking about ____ with Angeline. Kaylie you're gross :P Ew. You __ guys who have been ____?!!?!?! Ew man. Oh anyways, Physics extra lesson wasn't helpful&lt;br /&gt;:( I wish i paid a bit more attention! I still must copy off notes from Jazmyne babe. ANDDDD... it was her birthday on saturday! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAZMYNE SEXXXXXYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson Nanah, Yayah, Afiq and I went to Simei to eat. Ha. Afiq went like, "Haiyah.. everytime also go Simei". Hahahaha, he seemed like they drag him to Simei too often :P We ate and then did loadsa funny stuff. Nanah's face can fart. HAHAHAHA. She said that in malay :P And then Yayah took Afiq's phone and Afiq took everything else of Nanah's in revenge. Omg, it was sooooo dumb. Afiq ran off with Nanah's phone and we were like chasing him down the escalator. I was like #$%^&amp;amp; When i spotted him.. and he walked towards me and i grabbed him by his bag. He ran away leaving his stupid bag with me!?!?! PFFFT. What the hell man. Idiot guy. :( But then eventually he gave back the phone. And went home. Afiq eats A LOT. O.O Okay in general guys eat a lot... unless their gay :P Like babat! Hahahaha. Went home and studied for history. SOOOO lazy to study for hist :( And E maths!  But i did anyways, so shush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper today was not bad.. After the papers we had A math, SS and then English. After english i was like following Jasmine and Angeline while they were walking somewhere else.. then half-way i realised that i don't know why i'm walking there... so i'm like, "Eh where are we going?" Jasmine:" It MT now la"&lt;br /&gt;Me: OH really? Omg i totally forgot :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really forgot! Omg hahaha.. then i went to the library... cuz everyone went to god knows where... so there was no one to talk to.. other than Charmaine of course. So slacked with her while she was checking her mail and blah blah blah. Oh ya! And during English we all were discussing for some weird reason who we'd rather __. B___ or C____. The answer was OF COURSE C_____. I mean have you looked at B____?!?!? Ewwwww! and then Kaylie was like.. "how bout L___?" and then she went on about how she would be scared cuz of __ p____. HAHAHAHA, SO BAD. Yeah, i'm not writing it down properly cuz if these people read this post.. they'll hate us forever! But seriously we were just fooling around. Kaylie said what if i were to __ P____. I was like OMGGGGGGG I WILL DIE LA. Eeeee... i'd rather __ an asss. :P Which might be more appealing too. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school i hung around school thinking weather i should go for A maths. I was confused. Lol.. in the end i didn't. Just waited really long for Li Xin to come. Jasmine and i cracked jokes about ____'s skirt. So short lor! I mean... it's not even very pleasing to see. It just... *vomits* Even ____'s skirt wasn't as short was hers! (We know cuz we compared xP) It was just sick. Jasmine also had a very unpleasent view of her ____. She really should ___ longer ____. It's better for the world :) We'll be more happier with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY everyone is going to watch Kiterunner on Monday! Okay.. not everyone but most of our class. The ones not going, which is a very minor number.. are like gonna be sitting in the assembly hall alone-ish. 39 students would be gone from our class! Not so sure about the ones from other classes. Omg i think i should study :( Tmr i have no exam but i think i should study for phy and chem! Omg my Lit is also so... blandish. I need to top :O Okay, be one of them then.. :) Essay had alwyas been my strong point in Lit. Hope that scores me some really good marks. 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