<?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-16800437</id><updated>2012-01-07T11:06:36.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faRah boO</title><subtitle type='html'>faRah boO.
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width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SoLBuOGPxDI/AAAAAAAACHQ/rRLtACt9nLc/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369066705581491250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakdushy kemama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked out my tummy when i returned home from sch, and i swear i looked pregnant. this is so, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ohmygoshilya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i just had pizza hut, which Wak Su forced me to order since she claimed that thr's no more food at home. padahal inside kuali still got alottt of&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; udang sambal&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SoK9s7sUwnI/AAAAAAAACHI/m3wAYXFUI6Q/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SoK9s7sUwnI/AAAAAAAACHI/m3wAYXFUI6Q/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369062285414548082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy was being his nicest self and treated us breakfast from MacD and subway cookie today, since it was our last day with him =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im goin to miss everythg abt him. he's the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wonderfully-random&lt;/span&gt; faci i could ever had, who made me tell the most ridiculous stories with the most ridiculous characters everytime i was late for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet my very first sem in RP would be miserable if Roy wasnt one of my facis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always hate goodbyes. but still, this week will be our last week together as a class, before our major exams which will start on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my aft sch with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Zaimah dearest&lt;/span&gt;. she made me cry, yet she made me laugh my ass off even when i was drinking my tehpeng. i tried my hardest not to bring this matter up ever again, but i guess i just have to spill some little thgs that has been bottled up all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which, i've deleted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2578027776676564920?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2578027776676564920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2578027776676564920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2578027776676564920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2578027776676564920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2578027776676564920' title='I&apos;ve got nothing to lose;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SoLBuOGPxDI/AAAAAAAACHQ/rRLtACt9nLc/s72-c/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1013986972433778809</id><published>2009-08-11T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:12:29.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my pride and joy;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SoEkXMqqC3I/AAAAAAAACHA/xtRPvPDygqY/s1600-h/P1000591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SoEkXMqqC3I/AAAAAAAACHA/xtRPvPDygqY/s400/P1000591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368612211758074738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been outtttttt for the whole long weekend. and im lovin every minute of it, since i spent it with lovely people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam's exactly in a week's time. i wnt to be a good girl and revise everythg; though i think, its a bit too late. walaubagaimanapun, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt; was so cute. esp when you watched it with cute ppl(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow! blogger's being a kental freak lately. for that, im ditching blogger. maybe, just maybe this will be the very last post before i start updating on my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata : thanks for everythg, blogger. aku saaaayang kau, like how aku sayang that &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dumbass&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1013986972433778809?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1013986972433778809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1013986972433778809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1013986972433778809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1013986972433778809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#1013986972433778809' title='You are my pride and joy;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SoEkXMqqC3I/AAAAAAAACHA/xtRPvPDygqY/s72-c/P1000591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3988536801614399031</id><published>2009-08-08T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:25:40.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy you really blew it this time;</title><content type='html'>&lt;IMG SRC="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/DSC00139.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i have 10mins to post since a kental is callin ltr right aft he's done with his midnight shower -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. its been 2 days since i last saw Kakak. she has been working night shifts and i hadn't saw her since Wed. then i have to sleep aloneee. luckily thr's kental to talk to me atw til i feel sleepy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. Friday aft sch, was nicely spent with kawan-kawan baek. ilovethem, more than they love me. kay cliche seh tu sentence! but the main point here is, mee goreng sedap dimakan dengan kerang. kay wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. kay shut up dengan kau nyer anyways lah. major exams comin soon, in 2 weeks time. woohoo.com.my! and, i wnt to announce that aku belom start blaja pon. yay jom buat chalet! -.- its demoralising when i've gotten a C for my Science UT2. prata telor betol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Maths! tsktsk, i dont wnt to retake that module in yr 2. so Farah, kau baek dpt atleast a Cgrade for Maths module overall. klau tak... klau tak, aku sumpah kau jadi kipas angin. OKAY WTH! kental per. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright, i have to attend a call. chalobeteh kawan-kawannn :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3988536801614399031?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3988536801614399031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3988536801614399031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3988536801614399031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3988536801614399031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#3988536801614399031' title='Boy you really blew it this time;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2227862478907838643</id><published>2009-08-04T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:28:56.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the best boyfriend turned out to be a beast;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sng89W79UlI/AAAAAAAACG4/EjYmxyISLEc/s1600-h/4680_1147920905770_1459981938_384655_5879190_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sng89W79UlI/AAAAAAAACG4/EjYmxyISLEc/s400/4680_1147920905770_1459981938_384655_5879190_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105980838695506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sng80fysanI/AAAAAAAACGw/T-0WPTnonkM/s1600-h/4680_1147920625763_1459981938_384648_7467172_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sng80fysanI/AAAAAAAACGw/T-0WPTnonkM/s400/4680_1147920625763_1459981938_384648_7467172_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366105828596935282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Best Boyf"&lt;/span&gt; ever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought you are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ideal&lt;/span&gt; one, who'll never do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shits&lt;/span&gt; behind your girlf's back, i was wrong. i was all wrong. you dont have to say you're single when you're makin friends. that is called making friends and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"fishing"&lt;/span&gt; - for you jolly well knw you have a goddamn girlf who'd die for you. for goddamn sake you're flirting with my goddamn clsmate. i doubt this clsmate of mine is the first girl in your "fishing game"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering why i am even bothered in this stupid &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love game&lt;/span&gt; of yours, when i have tons of better things to post abt? yes i may be a no one in your life, but for all i knw i am someone &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;significant&lt;/span&gt; in your girlfriend's life. and that girlfriend of yours made a huge impact in my life, be it in the past now and in the future. and to think that i am keeping this away frm her, i feel like a loser ; a useless friend indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude, please have some heart? i bet that girlf of yours will commit suicide if she knows abt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so where are all the good guys now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2227862478907838643?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2227862478907838643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2227862478907838643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2227862478907838643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2227862478907838643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2227862478907838643' title='When the best boyfriend turned out to be a beast;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sng89W79UlI/AAAAAAAACG4/EjYmxyISLEc/s72-c/4680_1147920905770_1459981938_384655_5879190_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6965846621708760157</id><published>2009-08-04T00:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:23:56.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And there's no turning back, it's for the better;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SncWva96H7I/AAAAAAAACGg/k8dGcofTU3c/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SncWva96H7I/AAAAAAAACGg/k8dGcofTU3c/s400/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365782484983881650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few flamingos left class durin 2nd break ytd. which really gave me the urge to leave too. but since i was the team leader (wth i knw!) for the day, i decided to stay. reason being, i cant possibly leave Sylvia with the work anddd this &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sushi freak&lt;/span&gt; down here gave me the reason to stay(: (awwwh Weisien i knw im sweet. hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SncYDAoi1FI/AAAAAAAACGo/2CLS5WVVwyU/s1600-h/laen2+yg+sewaktu+dgn+nye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SncYDAoi1FI/AAAAAAAACGo/2CLS5WVVwyU/s400/laen2+yg+sewaktu+dgn+nye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365783921023964242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily thr was Weisien. we were like makin fool out of ourselves listening to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BonJovi&lt;/span&gt; songs while doing our research. HAHA lagu basi i knowww, she ah made me listen to the song. kental -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and idk whether she's tryna lie to me, or is it just me who's the slow one, but i was told that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sakae Sushi&lt;/span&gt; is halal. REALLY KE? if really i wnt to go thr ah. cmon ah sushi is my essential meal seh. kay bedek ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh you all, i realised sth. eating &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;McSpicy&lt;/span&gt; made me fart alot. seriously. i farted the moment i was done with my mcspicy meal, alot of times. and i think that girl in the toilet heard me farting =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, bare me. even my bestf claimed im obnoxious. but thats not a big deal, for i knw everyone thinks im a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;manis&lt;/span&gt; girl. *kening drop off* HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be science today. lets hope my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;contractor-faci&lt;/span&gt; will not be bitchy lah kay:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikan kekek mak iloi-iloi. okay whats that for -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6965846621708760157?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6965846621708760157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6965846621708760157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6965846621708760157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6965846621708760157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#6965846621708760157' title='And there&apos;s no turning back, it&apos;s for the better;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SncWva96H7I/AAAAAAAACGg/k8dGcofTU3c/s72-c/DSC00255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5883951308083185469</id><published>2009-08-02T00:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:37:17.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drench yourself in words unspoken;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnR1HI0OHjI/AAAAAAAACGY/24sgxcWeHG8/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnR1HI0OHjI/AAAAAAAACGY/24sgxcWeHG8/s400/DSC00238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365041821591150130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent hoursss playing online games. i went to all sorts of websites, and that includes &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Myscene&lt;/span&gt;. ohmygod whats with me. but the hotdog game paling besty kemama. can cook the hotdog, then put chilli sauce and some onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes my hotdogs were overcooked but i still sell it to the customers. ended up they walked off without paying. assholes. then i cant continue to the next stage cause my profit was too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay why the hecky am in talkin abt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hotdog game&lt;/span&gt; again? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt i can make it on time later on to meet the girls for the fleaaaaaa market :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk i should seriouly check out how much im left in my nets. i've been using it like no one's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pala buuuts, someone has been observing my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;assets&lt;/span&gt;. lahanat betol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-5883951308083185469?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5883951308083185469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5883951308083185469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5883951308083185469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5883951308083185469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#5883951308083185469' title='Drench yourself in words unspoken;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnR1HI0OHjI/AAAAAAAACGY/24sgxcWeHG8/s72-c/DSC00238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5347092146363645978</id><published>2009-08-01T01:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T03:15:39.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping your faith when it's cold;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnMz7vUvREI/AAAAAAAACGI/1N1Pani0T4s/s1600-h/5616_110427604628_612289628_2050229_591861_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnMz7vUvREI/AAAAAAAACGI/1N1Pani0T4s/s400/5616_110427604628_612289628_2050229_591861_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364688682537141314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea whats with me but i was on the verge of skipping school ytd. kepala donut betol, da knape lah dengan aku. but ended up i did attend sch, thinkin again i only have 3 more weeks of havin proper lessons. kay no 2 weeks jer lah actually, since the last week of school will be exam week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh kay thats fast. very fast kan. i cant believe it im ending my first sem soon. it feels like only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;an hour ago&lt;/span&gt; i first stepped into my clsroom. kay one hour, tu part da bedek ah farah! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otw to school was embarassing, when i smiled to myself in the middle of my sleep, and this guy from sports school actually noticed it. eee malu lah! he must be thinking &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Why on Earth is she smiling in the middle of her sleep. ni cnfm wet dreams!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay wth. can girls even have wet dreams? cannot right. if can how come i dint get it. my puberty reached stage 5 alrd what. okayyy info tak diperlukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my Friday aft school with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kawan-kawan baik&lt;/span&gt;(: Jojo and aku were being our childish selves by passing the vege to each other from the tom yam soup. kental per. ended up we made a mess out of the table. and not forgettin Jojo soaking the tomato in the chili. pengotor betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family day out later. yessah kemama. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; ah ape lagiiiiii *bangs head on the laptop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnMy_uAYs_I/AAAAAAAACGA/Lz1HCk0fdBk/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnMy_uAYs_I/AAAAAAAACGA/Lz1HCk0fdBk/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364687651391190002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dearest sweetheart, thanks again for the necklace. it was lovely, &amp;amp;iloveit(: Wak Su pon ckp lawa. hahaha! yours comin up soon, promise oi :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-5347092146363645978?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5347092146363645978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5347092146363645978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5347092146363645978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5347092146363645978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#5347092146363645978' title='Keeping your faith when it&apos;s cold;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnMz7vUvREI/AAAAAAAACGI/1N1Pani0T4s/s72-c/5616_110427604628_612289628_2050229_591861_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1797243528194441264</id><published>2009-07-31T00:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:53:32.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must be exhausting to lose your own game;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnHFQlpOWII/AAAAAAAACFw/n5U_UONq_XU/s1600-h/aku+Farahboo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnHFQlpOWII/AAAAAAAACFw/n5U_UONq_XU/s400/aku+Farahboo2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364285519948568706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its past midnight and i just had Nasi Briyani minutes ago. tsk, me and being healthy, will never happen. and thanks eh Nasi Briyani, kau buat jari aku jadi color &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dinner in The Dark&lt;/span&gt; was awesome :D especially when all my diners were so hilarious, and plus for the fact that 3/4 of my diners are mly guys. they very kental knw, one of them spill the whole cup of the drink. mintak kene hentam ngan batu lesung seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad the event's over. yessah kemama new friends are made. and i think &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'Layke'&lt;/span&gt; is a cool name(: ehehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying bck in school every single day is exhausting. frankly speaking i just wish that i can straight away make my way home aft school, with clsmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clsmates will be like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"You all goin home? Ah kay walk to interchng together ah."&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Eh what bus today, 161 or 168?"&lt;/span&gt; and i'll be thr standing like a moron, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Erm i'm not goin home straight ah. I have sth aft sch" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic kan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk whether i'll be havin trng tmr. lets hope not. since im meetg an &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;asshole&lt;/span&gt; aft sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lanchiaoweyyyyyy its almost 2. okay bai bai bananas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1797243528194441264?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1797243528194441264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1797243528194441264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1797243528194441264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1797243528194441264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#1797243528194441264' title='Must be exhausting to lose your own game;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SnHFQlpOWII/AAAAAAAACFw/n5U_UONq_XU/s72-c/aku+Farahboo2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6826636907216576981</id><published>2009-07-28T22:50:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:27:22.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's some things we don't talk about;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8TIQ4ibgI/AAAAAAAACFg/4cOiKyIbXWU/s1600-h/6174_1192879503205_1264923342_30566773_4558759_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8SCJEC4jI/AAAAAAAACFA/bAy0-M8ixKY/s400/6174_1192883263299_1264923342_30566864_827933_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363525509223473714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8R1GHZ1fI/AAAAAAAACE4/p5zxdYyBRvk/s1600-h/6174_1192882263274_1264923342_30566840_4142300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8R1GHZ1fI/AAAAAAAACE4/p5zxdYyBRvk/s400/6174_1192882263274_1264923342_30566840_4142300_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363525285093955058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8RoHpaOVI/AAAAAAAACEw/NpjvrL5Z8tI/s1600-h/5700_128247740521_568520521_3132670_7727150_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8RMP72ApI/AAAAAAAACEg/c0GQQKO4qcU/s400/5700_128247640521_568520521_3132652_5600824_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363524583355187858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8Q2i0vhyI/AAAAAAAACEY/kwHJgFKLBQo/s1600-h/5700_128247645521_568520521_3132653_5385841_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8Q2i0vhyI/AAAAAAAACEY/kwHJgFKLBQo/s400/5700_128247645521_568520521_3132653_5385841_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363524210468554530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8QpeHPuwI/AAAAAAAACEQ/SBkxMe6yX-Q/s1600-h/5700_128247535521_568520521_3132632_1888392_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8QpeHPuwI/AAAAAAAACEQ/SBkxMe6yX-Q/s400/5700_128247535521_568520521_3132632_1888392_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363523985865685762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures yang sememang nyer da outdated. weehoohek make up tebal per. PJT's over, more events slash performances to come. to start it off, we're starting our trng again this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kental per! cmon ah people, i'll be havin &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dinner in The Dark&lt;/span&gt; event from Monday atw to Thurs, and tarian trng will start again on Friday. eh eh thanks nyer, korang pikir aku robot per hari2 kene stay back kat skola tak payah rest. kentang kukus betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had make up lesson this aftnoon, which made us end school at 6. wak kau, 10 hours of science lesson. da boleh jadi scientist seh aku. nasib the make lesson was fun, since apparently we were more hyped up and energetic during the make up lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, our new science faci looked like a contractor. (so much of gettin a new cute sci faci) i think he's from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Chew Interior Design&lt;/span&gt; ah. tak pon, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;U-Home&lt;/span&gt; ke? no lah skali &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hamid and Sons&lt;/span&gt;. okay farah siket2 jer eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bytheway, i think &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is *inserts adjective here*. when he looked me in the eyes, and asked whether i have enough coins for bus fare. hehehehe. Wani, you feel me. HAHA. okay loser seh aku! da ah you all, gdnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhir kata, berhati-hati di jalan raya eh, pls. okay wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8ka8frzyI/AAAAAAAACFo/vBfWkEyVeCc/s1600-h/P1000386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sm8ka8frzyI/AAAAAAAACFo/vBfWkEyVeCc/s320/P1000386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363545726555770658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6826636907216576981?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6826636907216576981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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that was being achieved last two years though. but gettin the Best Choreography and overall 2nd placing are already good enough, i guess. congrats to all who menang. atleast we brought home sth for Rp kan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures are alllll over the place. nanti senang2 kakak Boo upload kayzxz. skrg kakak Boo penat, dan kakak Boo nak bobok. sape2 nak tepok2 kan kakak Boo? amaciaaaam manje eh aku. okay laaah stop it tolong ah, behave ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4537349021028825925?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4537349021028825925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4537349021028825925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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miss;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmdR5pLhQKI/AAAAAAAACEI/XUeVvvnIFho/s1600-h/bestfriends_forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmdR5pLhQKI/AAAAAAAACEI/XUeVvvnIFho/s400/bestfriends_forever.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361343932156428450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the one who believes me when i have ceased to believe in myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the one who brings joy to my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the one who gives me the strength and will to carry on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the one who has faith in me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy seventeenth birthday &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sajo Mambo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks for being there, always. i can never thank you enough;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2.00 in the morning. and im wondering why cant i sleep. kental ah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"You see, there's this sadness you refuse to let out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i cant possibly allow others to get affected by my overturning emotions. right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3764272359346155240?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3764272359346155240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmSYeI7aTII/AAAAAAAACDw/80aopvgVfq8/s400/fyufutdu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360577100037901442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was greeted with the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sweetest&lt;/span&gt; email in school this morning(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more could i ask for. a besaaar thank you to all, who wished me. be it through phonecalls, msn, texts, fb, verbally. oh and, powerpoint. hahaha Sufiah and Zaimah made a powerpoint birthday wish for me. aduhhh da tk cukop hari2 kene buat powerpt, birthday aku pon nk buat powerpt. kentang kukus betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the hugs, thanks for the gifts, thanks for the advance celebrations, thanks for the special posts, thanks for the cute chocolate cake which seriously surprised me during tarian trng. but yang penting, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks for remembering&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;happy seventeenth birthday to aku, Farahboo&lt;/span&gt; :D cehhh da besar seh akuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; isnt it just blissful to know that people do care about you, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than you could imagine? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-7724099986030588904?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7724099986030588904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7724099986030588904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7724099986030588904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7724099986030588904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#7724099986030588904' title='young&amp;sweet, only Seventeen :P'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmSYeI7aTII/AAAAAAAACDw/80aopvgVfq8/s72-c/fyufutdu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-4135808421567879019</id><published>2009-07-18T20:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:23:52.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't know that I had that much strength;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHP9l2QyKI/AAAAAAAACC4/oQxKhZYo0Vw/s1600-h/Pictures8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHP9l2QyKI/AAAAAAAACC4/oQxKhZYo0Vw/s400/Pictures8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359793688586274978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHEWba7M2I/AAAAAAAACCw/4_O-ArRdhx4/s1600-h/CIMG3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHEWba7M2I/AAAAAAAACCw/4_O-ArRdhx4/s400/CIMG3045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359780921144456034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHEJPy6vZI/AAAAAAAACCo/mrBOjrEg6Ag/s1600-h/CIMG3054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHEJPy6vZI/AAAAAAAACCo/mrBOjrEg6Ag/s400/CIMG3054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359780694685564306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHEAA-Kl5I/AAAAAAAACCg/LKu6FaseQGo/s1600-h/CIMG3056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHEAA-Kl5I/AAAAAAAACCg/LKu6FaseQGo/s400/CIMG3056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359780536087386002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was havin a very very teramat sangat tiring trng ytd aft sch, plus all the screams frm Cikgu, but these two &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lovely retards&lt;/span&gt; were being their sweetest selves by showing themselves up in the forum. happy lah abehhh, its been 18 yrs since i last saw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they kinda gave me the will to carry on repeating the dance routine over and over again. cehhhbedah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with them was retarded, that i almost flip the table while laughin. kental seh. nasib pasta tak tumpah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and i realised how pathetic and bitchy guys can be. mak kauuu, they can give each other cold shoulders over &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;prawns&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;chicken wings&lt;/span&gt;? umur brape umur, grow up eh tolong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint have proper outg with them though to celebrate &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fathin&amp;amp;Farahboo's&lt;/span&gt; seventeenth, but by just spending time with them (not forgetting the tons of laughters we had while takin stupid pictures at the most ridiculous place ever) made me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;happier&lt;/span&gt; than happy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with keluargaku later :D and abang's comin tmr along with my very first babygirl to potong cake, and then im meeting some elephants later on the day. that is so yahoo.com.sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;17th&lt;/span&gt; is goin to be a good one. i hope Monday will be a niiice day in school (shit, except for being in the same team as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;idiotic&lt;/span&gt; Chen Hui) other than that, wasabehhh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i used to count down to my seventeenth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but now im counting down to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Persada Juara Tari&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7 more days to competition, 6 more days of serious commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aku penat lah lahabau -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHVrdNsC9I/AAAAAAAACDI/Hw162vpJPTM/s1600-h/IMG0354A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHVrdNsC9I/AAAAAAAACDI/Hw162vpJPTM/s400/IMG0354A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359799974100732882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4135808421567879019?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4135808421567879019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4135808421567879019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4135808421567879019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4135808421567879019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4135808421567879019' title='I didn&apos;t know that I had that much strength;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SmHP9l2QyKI/AAAAAAAACC4/oQxKhZYo0Vw/s72-c/Pictures8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-4774218458998691911</id><published>2009-07-16T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:01:48.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But this time is different, I don't even feel the distance;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sl9RVCFnJLI/AAAAAAAACCQ/g5h6yK4c2vg/s1600-h/P1000224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sl9RVCFnJLI/AAAAAAAACCQ/g5h6yK4c2vg/s400/P1000224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359091503373690034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amaciam my photography skill? nice right! i took it with my sweat and effort knw. okay shuddup i knw its just one pathetic sunset shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how beautiful &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Bedok Resevoir&lt;/span&gt; is. beautiful kan. im starting to love living here, that i dont feel like moving back to Yishun anymore. i remembered havin a conversation with kakak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"When are we going to move to a new hse again?"&lt;/span&gt; - aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Idk, late Nov, early Dec. I think. or maybe nxt yr. Tsk but im starting to like this place pulak"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"ME TOO! tk payah pindah lagi laaah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she gave me the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;im-hungry-i-want-to-eat&lt;/span&gt; face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;competition is on the 25th, which is bloody next Saturday. we're starting to have intensive trainings, and guess what, we're goin to have it &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SETIAP HARI&lt;/span&gt;. yes including weekends. stupid H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i love tarian but its really retarded if we were to have trainings every single day. pikir klaka per. i alrd have plansss lah for Gods sake. and im gonna have training on my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;17th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;. tell me about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what abt tmr. i've been waiting for it, really badly. KENTAL LAH. da ah aku sedih, aku nak menyendiri. kay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. aft coming to 11 weeks since sch begins, i just realised i have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt; for a classmate. a real one. hahahaha i dint knw i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;flirt&lt;/span&gt;. wowww i do? :D &lt;img src="http://i81.photobucket.com/albums/j239/Subo-chan/Smiley%20Icons/grin1.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4774218458998691911?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4774218458998691911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4774218458998691911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4774218458998691911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4774218458998691911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4774218458998691911' title='But this time is different, I don&apos;t even feel the distance;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sl9RVCFnJLI/AAAAAAAACCQ/g5h6yK4c2vg/s72-c/P1000224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6913489130698293934</id><published>2009-07-14T21:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:55:22.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't I mentioned I always hate goodbyes;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;YAAAAM SEEEEENG&lt;/span&gt;. okay thats what those 18-year-olds in my cls screamed everytime before they drink. the smell of the alcohol very strong lah bodoh, very smelly. i cant imagine myself drinking. okay lah i'll give it a try, when i turn 18 kay. kay macam paham! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLLLIOS, reading from my post title, today was my all-time cute faci's last day. we, being greedy people ordered 8 pizzas :D i brought home 1 piece, and i think it's still inside my bag, alrd crushed and penyek just like &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ayam Penyek&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric was being his cutest self when he step malu2 when he gotten the farewell gift. wnt step speechless then face turned red only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyIhSOCZoI/AAAAAAAACBg/uLGpFfU6-mw/s1600-h/14072009%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyIhSOCZoI/AAAAAAAACBg/uLGpFfU6-mw/s400/14072009%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358307762071824002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i confronted him for acting cute when taking a shot with me. see ah how he smile! like one cinoneh -.- aku pulak muke macam joker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyIrrfWdsI/AAAAAAAACBo/v8H7ecQ2GZ0/s1600-h/14072009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyIrrfWdsI/AAAAAAAACBo/v8H7ecQ2GZ0/s400/14072009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358307940654020290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked kental here though (kay aku pon 2 kali 5) but i swear he's always in his cutest self in class, teaching us. especially on that particular day when he wore formal. masya Allah. okayyy, Fiah bukan kau jer, iman aku pon tergugat. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gettin a new Science faci is no fun, unless he's gonna be good-looking. huekhuek. we're planning of skipping sch next Tues. HAHA. the new Science faci must be thinking that he leads a sad life, 1st lesson with no one to teach in class(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyH35Kf6II/AAAAAAAACBY/jZjduiqlIvY/s1600-h/14072009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyH35Kf6II/AAAAAAAACBY/jZjduiqlIvY/s400/14072009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358307050971457666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyJ8TdXpoI/AAAAAAAACCA/3TlN8EnhPHU/s1600-h/Picture0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyJ8TdXpoI/AAAAAAAACCA/3TlN8EnhPHU/s320/Picture0065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358309325772662402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyJd08KPFI/AAAAAAAACBw/T2IKjmhHQ7g/s1600-h/Picture0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyJd08KPFI/AAAAAAAACBw/T2IKjmhHQ7g/s320/Picture0059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358308802184232018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyJuIBIwbI/AAAAAAAACB4/GMZjWEJNW68/s1600-h/Picture0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyJuIBIwbI/AAAAAAAACB4/GMZjWEJNW68/s320/Picture0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358309082183287218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyKMoCU6lI/AAAAAAAACCI/awyUuFmOR3k/s1600-h/Picture0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyKMoCU6lI/AAAAAAAACCI/awyUuFmOR3k/s320/Picture0068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358309606174288466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy goobers&lt;/span&gt; in class &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more module for UT2, 4 more weeks of school, UT3, then saaaaaap we'll be separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hate/dislike/loathe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;goodbyes&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter nota, i think my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Seventeenth&lt;/span&gt; will be an awesome one. to start thgs off, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;. i, cant wait :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6913489130698293934?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6913489130698293934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6913489130698293934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6913489130698293934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6913489130698293934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6913489130698293934' title='Haven&apos;t I mentioned I always hate goodbyes;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlyIhSOCZoI/AAAAAAAACBg/uLGpFfU6-mw/s72-c/14072009%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3900737706200795420</id><published>2009-07-13T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:26:26.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words can never make me stay;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SltMmJrGnuI/AAAAAAAACBQ/6UG-DxNasBk/s1600-h/Picture0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SltMmJrGnuI/AAAAAAAACBQ/6UG-DxNasBk/s400/Picture0044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357960400002784994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as im concern, i look pale in school today. for the fact that i dint wear any eyeliner, and not applying any color to my face due to being late for sch. kicap masin kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as im concern, im loving school more &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;chips more&lt;/span&gt; each and everyday (except for always being bullied by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;idiotic Chen Hui&lt;/span&gt;). i love how i was teamed for the entire week. (except for being in the same team as &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;idiotic Chen Hui&lt;/span&gt;). tmr will be with Zaimah, Wed will be with Zaimah and Raina, Thurs will be with Siti, and Fri will be with Izzah. thr you go, semue aku dapat :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far im concern, im involved in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dining In The Dark&lt;/span&gt;. dining in a total pitch dark room is retarded, but i cant wait(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far im concern, playing Tic Tac Toe with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;idiotic Chen Hui&lt;/span&gt; was fun. okay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;, cause i kept losing. how could that idiot won. Farah, cause you suck at that game. pigeon hole betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SltLXn7z1qI/AAAAAAAACBI/WYxxJwb3Io4/s1600-h/JXCFCF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SltLXn7z1qI/AAAAAAAACBI/WYxxJwb3Io4/s400/JXCFCF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357959050916255394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as im concern. okay i think i should shut up with as far as im concern. seriously. i've yet to study for Math UT tmr. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;i aint gonna get a baddy bad bad grade no more&lt;/span&gt;. kay step black american seh aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;as far as im concernnn (okay ni last ni last!), im turning &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a year older&lt;/span&gt;, in &lt;u&gt;7 days time&lt;/u&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3900737706200795420?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3900737706200795420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3900737706200795420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3900737706200795420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3900737706200795420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3900737706200795420' title='Words can never make me stay;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SltMmJrGnuI/AAAAAAAACBQ/6UG-DxNasBk/s72-c/Picture0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-7533817148784947583</id><published>2009-07-12T11:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:16:42.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never really said too much, afraid it wouldn't be enough;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sll9tCpCmhI/AAAAAAAACBA/kfH0uHs9KjY/s1600-h/sunday+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sll9tCpCmhI/AAAAAAAACBA/kfH0uHs9KjY/s400/sunday+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357451444490508818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;where is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mommy poko pants&lt;/span&gt;? i've been waiting for her since 18 years ago. okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am goin to miss today's meet up, i think. i guess i have to stay in this this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hse aka food heaven&lt;/span&gt;, and muggg my stomach off for UT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugging for Maths is a MUST. i dont wnt to get an ugly grade for Maths again. tsk its so demoralising to think abt my previous Maths UT grade -.- what the elephant betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done studying Enterprise though. okay no, im left with the last topic, which apparently i cant seem to download it. kental per!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned not to come for 1st meeting tmr. probably havin breakfast at Mac with a bunch of squirrels. okay i am so goin to skip sch again, aft UT2 that is. skipping school is fun, but stupid sch, they are goin to send a letter once we skip class for the 3rd time. masya Allah, skola aku kental tak dapat dinafikan seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is random but i missed my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;little_miss period&lt;/span&gt; this mth. so i think im pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and another thg, im craving for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Kinder Surprise&lt;/span&gt;. the new one, with two brown balls on the creaaam. fuh kemama sedap oi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;one last thg, i miss my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;laughing machines&lt;/span&gt;, yes allll of them ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-7533817148784947583?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7533817148784947583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7533817148784947583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7533817148784947583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7533817148784947583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#7533817148784947583' title='Never really said too much, afraid it wouldn&apos;t be enough;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sll9tCpCmhI/AAAAAAAACBA/kfH0uHs9KjY/s72-c/sunday+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3265328274537014870</id><published>2009-07-11T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:14:02.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Its a shame he did you dirty"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlgTM5HXp1I/AAAAAAAACAY/AcqQbs23lJk/s1600-h/Picture0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlgTM5HXp1I/AAAAAAAACAY/AcqQbs23lJk/s320/Picture0037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357052868968294226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlgTFCI-8II/AAAAAAAACAQ/7HDltWa-o8I/s1600-h/Picture0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlgTFCI-8II/AAAAAAAACAQ/7HDltWa-o8I/s320/Picture0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357052733952028802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;*skipped the part i screwed ytd's Science UT2*&lt;/span&gt; (but still Izzah and i were like laughin over our stupidity for not knowing how to find the displacement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA i love &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Izzah&lt;/span&gt;, my bitch partner &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fridays aft school will always be the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;ykemama. had a very good laugh while havin meal at KFC with those two assholes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wani &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; Wan&lt;/span&gt;. awwh cute names they have right? HAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i almost choked on my bandito pocket when they were makin fun of arwah&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;. assholes right! mempermainkan orang yang telah tiada. eh but im another asshole for laughin. so, aku subahat ah kire. okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;girlfs&lt;/span&gt;(!!!) was worst. we laughed at Mac like thr's nobody around. da sah public nuisance seh satu2. stayed at Civics, had some girly talkies and it will be the best thg if we will be able to stay at Kampung Hut eh? hahaha. kay kental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Slg-rbMTTYI/AAAAAAAACAo/nrenMR1P05M/s1600-h/6256_102366914628_612289628_1932056_1854946_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Slg-rbMTTYI/AAAAAAAACAo/nrenMR1P05M/s320/6256_102366914628_612289628_1932056_1854946_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357100672511856002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Slg-jWulnoI/AAAAAAAACAg/o8o9Uej1rgY/s1600-h/6256_102366924628_612289628_1932058_3785823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Slg-jWulnoI/AAAAAAAACAg/o8o9Uej1rgY/s320/6256_102366924628_612289628_1932058_3785823_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357100533874531970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy kan kite? biase jugak :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. Mom did realised that Wak Su has been doting on me, alot. for the fact that Wak Su gave me extra 20bucks for school, when Dad alrd given me 10bucks. plus saya dan mak saya been having alotalot of rough times, this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its not my fault that Wak Su wants to dote on me. kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its alrd 1314hours. i want to consume my Nasi Lemak, Wak Su bought me which was supposedly meant for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;breakfast&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How many times did he tell you it won’t happen again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And how many times did it happen the very next day?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3265328274537014870?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3265328274537014870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3265328274537014870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3265328274537014870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3265328274537014870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3265328274537014870' title='&quot;Its a shame he did you dirty&quot;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlgTM5HXp1I/AAAAAAAACAY/AcqQbs23lJk/s72-c/Picture0037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3395122829017633544</id><published>2009-07-08T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:07:28.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every breath it's harder to believe;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlSrjyI83hI/AAAAAAAACAA/itsjSPK5e8I/s1600-h/6256_99628009628_612289628_1889681_5008443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlSrjyI83hI/AAAAAAAACAA/itsjSPK5e8I/s400/6256_99628009628_612289628_1889681_5008443_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356094488093449746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, im patiently waiting. i'm still waiting, and i'll continue to wait. people say good things take time, so i'm waiting for it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, am waiting for that goddam pizza hut delivery to arrive! aku lapar lah paham tk! alabapak betol. kay i knw its alrd close to 10.30 and im being my most unhealthy self by ordering pizza hut. but who cares, Wak Su's paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more free pizzas from Farhan though, since he's been in camp since ytd. last text he sent before booking in, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Take care of yourself and your HEALTH."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks eh dok thanks, whats with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HEALTH&lt;/span&gt;. lahabau lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marks the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1 monthsary&lt;/span&gt; since i stayed here, in Bedok(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheh &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;monthsary&lt;/span&gt; kper. thats what pathetic girls do right. count on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVERY SINGLE MONTH&lt;/span&gt; they're attached. they'll go &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"HAPPY 3 MONTHSARY, BIEE. I LOVE YOU, ALWAYS AND FOREVER."&lt;/span&gt; like, okaaay. i think counting on every week of you being attached will be better perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay if i were to have a tagboard, i think my tagboard will be spammed by girls who gave their hearts and souls to their &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;deariiiieeeee boyfiiiieeeee(s)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIZZA'S HEREEEEEEEEEE. pizza hut delivery guys always remind me of Farhan kental. with their helmet to their shirt with the fire2 thing on it, with the pizza bag. okay why am i even mentioning about him. he's now probably in camp, doing pull ups and marching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. want. to. eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, im loving school more setiap hari. me and my team gotten an &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A+&lt;/span&gt; for today's presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"Best presentation so far in this sem"&lt;/span&gt; - Mr Roy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me about it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3395122829017633544?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3395122829017633544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3395122829017633544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3395122829017633544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3395122829017633544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3395122829017633544' title='Every breath it&apos;s harder to believe;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlSrjyI83hI/AAAAAAAACAA/itsjSPK5e8I/s72-c/6256_99628009628_612289628_1889681_5008443_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1317614258484619916</id><published>2009-07-06T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:00:51.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I look at you my mind goes on a trip;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlDTozBpqYI/AAAAAAAAB_4/8GsaNlTMBI8/s1600-h/Pictures7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlDTozBpqYI/AAAAAAAAB_4/8GsaNlTMBI8/s400/Pictures7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355012654788880770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have school later on, and here i am past midnight, on the laptop, typing in the dark, still with my contacts, and... my pantat hurts. i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Ice Age 3&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;kekek seh&lt;/span&gt;. okay isnt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Kekek Seh&lt;/span&gt; that malay comedy VCD? oh well, seriously it was hilarious ah. i was laughin while eating nachos. and i think i have issues with eating nachos, cause the cheese keep dripping on my tudong. lahabau kan aku, then now my tudong tasted like cheese. kay bedek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the director of Ice Age is a funny man. okay Farah, that's a bimbotic sentence. -.- eh but we couldn't watch the 3D show though since it was full. which i still think 3D'll be better. wapiangeh betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Feewit&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Farahboo&lt;/span&gt; were being their kental selves and window-shopped aft movie. which! ended up they bought themselves a bright orange Mango top each. huekhuek :D anddd, i will get that brown Mango bag soon. i will okay! i will and i do. okay isnt thattt... nvm HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost 1 now. and i just remembered i am suppose to call that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;asshole&lt;/span&gt;. but who cares, just let him wait, cause im washing up and tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiido :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1317614258484619916?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1317614258484619916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1317614258484619916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1317614258484619916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1317614258484619916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#1317614258484619916' title='When I look at you my mind goes on a trip;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SlDTozBpqYI/AAAAAAAAB_4/8GsaNlTMBI8/s72-c/Pictures7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6715700403692137685</id><published>2009-07-04T18:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:43:27.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So why should I care;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PANJAT TEMBOK WAS AWESOME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay except for the part that i had to climb with my dress and skinnies and tudong. and for the fact that i kept climbing and climbing til i dint realise that my tube dress was alrd under my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;boobs&lt;s&gt;ylicious&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. tsk, jatoh vogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but apart from that, gerek lah abehhh, cause i managed to reach to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;top&lt;/span&gt;sykemama :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to do the route like what Syafat did, but i stopped halfway since it was just so scary to move sideways with my hands barely gripping the rocks. i want to do routes lah! jamban betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628139628_612289628_1889703_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628429628_612289628_1889754_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628449628_612289628_1889757_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628144628_612289628_1889704_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628164628_612289628_1889708_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ims src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628129628_612289628_1889701_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628129628_612289628_1889701_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628109628_612289628_1889697_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628314628_612289628_1889735_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ims&gt;HEHEHEHE i always had gerek times with those &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;flamingos&lt;/span&gt; :D chill pill bill clinton at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Fnug&lt;/span&gt;'s place aft climbing, doing manicure. striking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; nail polish is just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;ykebombom, serious case no bedek. oh we planned to hit Sengkang swimming complex soon, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yessah.com&lt;/span&gt; ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UT2 is next week. ohmygoshilya betol. they think fuuuuuuny. Cogntitive first, and i should start studying alrd. (for the fact that i skipped sch ytd, and ytd's lesson happened to be Cognitive -.-) kental per aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lets be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;minah-wannabes&lt;/span&gt; for a second jomzxzxzxzxxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ims src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628129628_612289628_1889701_.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ims&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/6256_99628304628_612289628_1889734_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA ohmygod i cant believe it we actually did that pose. bonyok lah. eh btw, i ate alot today. okay Farah, whats new -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6715700403692137685?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6715700403692137685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6715700403692137685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6715700403692137685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6715700403692137685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#6715700403692137685' title='So why should I care;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3787876116266560705</id><published>2009-07-02T22:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:21:03.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You gave me one good reason to fight and never walk away;</title><content type='html'>set set set me me me, me me me set set set. okay whats that for -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with 3 &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;zebras&lt;/span&gt;, and they made my day ah abehhh. hahaha funny oi to think again how we stopped in the middle of the field, considering whether to go to LJS, then we almost walked bck to school when we chnged our minds and walked bck towards Causeway Pt to have lunch at LJS. jamban seh, otak pecah betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch's fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun. okayokay i love school lah :D it all started with me getting a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;B+&lt;/span&gt; for my Communication UT1(: so, my happiness rolled down all the way til sch ends. honghong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im as happy as an elephant during Maths. i love my team to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;bits and durians&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WeeJie : Wah nice sia your graph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fiah      : Of course ah, who do, Farah what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;aku extra : *made kerek face* BIASE JUGAAAAAAAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WeeJie : Chehhh Farah sehhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*muke ade senyuuuuum*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/P09-06-09_1325-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marsiling-ed with Mas, and we walked like two retards, finding for seats. kentang kukus betol. and she, being the nicest human being, did this to ma handddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/IMG0413A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppp hommies. nice right! siap dengan namer aku lagi. thanks, Masy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tikus jatuh ke beras&lt;/span&gt;. okay isnt that my sec sch peribahasa? anyhossek. tomorrow, is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;. so, jom balek lambaaat. *kening go sideways*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak workin night shift today = I get the whole huge bed&amp;amp;room for myself = LATE NIGHT CALL with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'enemy'&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3787876116266560705?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3787876116266560705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3787876116266560705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3787876116266560705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3787876116266560705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3787876116266560705' title='You gave me one good reason to fight and never walk away;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-4833437871933031507</id><published>2009-07-01T20:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:42:13.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The faster you get rid of the old 'cheese', the sooner you'll get a new 'cheese'</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/naq3006/Pictures6-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk, im sucha goner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just fell hard from the bed onto the floor which made of concrete, all because im too lazy to get out from bed to switch on the fan. worst thg, poor laptop had to fall with me. Farah, badan kau tk panjang kay -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow schoool! and im not even &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;1.2755&lt;/span&gt; close to excited for it. kental per. i'll be lookin forward for school to end, meet Mas and she's gonna do a form of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;art&lt;/span&gt; on my bodaaaye. amaciam, im doing a tattoo on my body. mau join per. kay macam paham! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im happy enough living here. everythg's fine, not as what i first thought it would be. im well fed here, thats the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; part lah kan. honghong. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wak Su&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wak Harun&lt;/span&gt; are the best aunt and uncle &lt;s&gt;cannn&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; bolehhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohhh, speaking of being well fed. Wak Su came in and gave me a plate full with kuihs a moment ago. and i finished 4 cempedak goreng. aiseybedah, bile da bedal makanan tk ingat dunie seh aku. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay good news, or must i say bad news cause seriously im gaining weight like a rhino alrd. most probably me and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WaniWaffles&lt;/span&gt; are lunchi-ing at LongJohn silver for 2nd break tmr. heeehong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i wnt to say im a happy budak today cause Mom bought me a new &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dora the Explorer&lt;/span&gt; pillow cover, despite me upsetting her by reaching home past midnight aft watching Transformers ytd. thanks you, Mak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv300/horseshowinglova/icons/happiness-1croppedalil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Do I know you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"I saw, I'm impressed, and I added."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4833437871933031507?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4833437871933031507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4833437871933031507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4833437871933031507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4833437871933031507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#4833437871933031507' title='The faster you get rid of the old &apos;cheese&apos;, the sooner you&apos;ll get a new &apos;cheese&apos;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i693.photobucket.com/albums/vv300/horseshowinglova/icons/th_happiness-1croppedalil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-8333457846400373921</id><published>2009-06-30T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:24:18.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make it through the pain;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkjnHEDSIvI/AAAAAAAAB9o/TjPcKhCTi-w/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkjnHEDSIvI/AAAAAAAAB9o/TjPcKhCTi-w/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352782265662448370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Just when you think the road is going nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;Just when you almost gave up on your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm back for good :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone turned 20 alrd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Skjufs1Au3I/AAAAAAAAB-I/M3Iag96Wu6o/s1600-h/30042009263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Skjufs1Au3I/AAAAAAAAB-I/M3Iag96Wu6o/s400/30042009263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352790385506696050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkjreuDVrXI/AAAAAAAAB9w/Z0P40fBANFk/s1600-h/DSC00136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkjreuDVrXI/AAAAAAAAB9w/Z0P40fBANFk/s400/DSC00136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352787070120471922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkjtgmPQKsI/AAAAAAAAB-A/SEAja9vQIJU/s1600-h/09052009426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkjtgmPQKsI/AAAAAAAAB-A/SEAja9vQIJU/s400/09052009426.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352789301405952706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Skjw3WOwRNI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/bugLxCrD3kU/s1600-h/06062009893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Skjw3WOwRNI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/bugLxCrD3kU/s400/06062009893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352792990780769490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we grew older, i found that you grew up to be someone very special, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;special sister&lt;/span&gt; to me. i cant possibly let your birthday starts without wishes straight from my heart. i wish for your happiness and for your birthday to be very special, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like you are to me&lt;/span&gt;. a very happy 20th Birthday to the best sister in whole wide dunie &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am contented with life, very very contented.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt; with dearest later on the day. i, cant wait(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-8333457846400373921?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/8333457846400373921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=8333457846400373921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8333457846400373921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8333457846400373921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#8333457846400373921' title='You make it through the pain;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkjnHEDSIvI/AAAAAAAAB9o/TjPcKhCTi-w/s72-c/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6473224939442029281</id><published>2009-06-27T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:08:31.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind words do not cost much, yet they accomplish much;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkT34ZhO_9I/AAAAAAAAB9A/nlRlkBhsBAM/s1600-h/gdsgddsf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkT34ZhO_9I/AAAAAAAAB9A/nlRlkBhsBAM/s400/gdsgddsf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351674805518008274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jojo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you helped alot today. and i really mean alot. you gave me the reason to carry on. i use to think thr will be no such thg as confiding in you anymore, but i was wrong. you'll always be thr, helping and giving me the strength. you were thr when im in my worst condition, mourning over the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"A friend is one who believes in you when you have ceased to believe in yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks a million, Jojo &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkT4Gqj_8-I/AAAAAAAAB9I/NJ4Kk4qgXgc/s1600-h/dgsdhcfds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkT4Gqj_8-I/AAAAAAAAB9I/NJ4Kk4qgXgc/s400/dgsdhcfds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351675050611176418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Khairi Mustafa&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks byk2 lah kay member. kental2 kau pon, kau byk tlg aku ngan kate2 pujangga kau. aku happy tau dpt clsmate kental tapi bergune mcm kau. HAHA. aku tau aku strong, and aku tau aku akan persevere throughout this 3 years in Rp. although aku blm really get used to the system. thank you, anak seni! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkUEJ8vHdxI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/DJ08B6Eu64Y/s1600-h/4509_1060498400840_1477334637_30143461_6022138_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkUEJ8vHdxI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/DJ08B6Eu64Y/s200/4509_1060498400840_1477334637_30143461_6022138_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351688301168785170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to this pretty lady kt atas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Feewit&lt;/span&gt;! i guess we're the same aft all. all we have to do now is just being happy di samping orang2 tersayang eh. HAHA kay macam paham. i will give up until im totally ready, just like you. yes i will heal that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;littlemiss_heart&lt;/span&gt; of mine. people change, but i knw you knw, i love you the same. get well soon, babe &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i wonder why am i being sucha loser and mourn over the past. for the fact that i knw that i am capable of movin on, i've learned to let go and lead a happy life! kay i shall chng my blog link to, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;aku-gembira.bs&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA kay that will be so &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kental.co.uk&lt;/span&gt; eh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should thank those 3 God's creations up thr, for giving me the will and becoming a street fighter! i will bounce back like a takraw ball. kay no takraw ball doesnt bounce, and it reminds me of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wan Cicak&lt;/span&gt;. so i'll bounce back like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ping pong ball&lt;/span&gt;. perseverence and being strong are kunci to success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY i suck at inspirational words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wellios, i will make my blog public again. with no more, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;emo posts&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALERRRMAK, Farahboo is back in action lah wey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkUJyk_6XdI/AAAAAAAAB9g/_eKh1kPcWhI/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkUJyk_6XdI/AAAAAAAAB9g/_eKh1kPcWhI/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351694496729554386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i thank another God's creation? okay can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The-one-who-made-me-strong&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you thank you thank you, for everythg. you made me stand up on my own. and it's all because of you, that i have the strength i do. boy im thanking you. until we meet again(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6473224939442029281?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6473224939442029281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6473224939442029281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6473224939442029281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6473224939442029281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#6473224939442029281' title='Kind words do not cost much, yet they accomplish much;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkT34ZhO_9I/AAAAAAAAB9A/nlRlkBhsBAM/s72-c/gdsgddsf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-4923707164944793184</id><published>2009-06-25T07:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:00:14.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So convinced and just too cool;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkLDJuuOPnI/AAAAAAAAB84/w6DePJX9rj8/s1600-h/17052009561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkLDJuuOPnI/AAAAAAAAB84/w6DePJX9rj8/s400/17052009561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351053879197711986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whats up with me lately. i just seem to, lost focus on everythg. especially when it comes to school. this has been goin on for quite some times. never can i remember dreading to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; school. meeting friends and having lessons, sitting nxt to a bestf in class and knowing that another bestf is just nxt door. recess with the usual clan, and hanging out in sch in the canteen, when we actually concquer the whole place cause basically we were the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'oldest'&lt;/span&gt; in the school. laughin our lungs out over the simplest thgs, birthday bashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its just different in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;campus&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dint even get to have my proper breaks due to the time constrain almost everyday. we're doing the same old thg over and over and over again every single day. i feel useless in class cause i dint contribute much. not focusing in class is alrd normal for me. getting sucky marks for Science test is alrd horrible enough, but getting an ugly bloody &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;E grade&lt;/span&gt; for my Math UT was the most demoralising thg ever. campus really lose my interest in schooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it i actually gave up and told Wani that i wanted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;quit&lt;/span&gt; school. QUIT SCHOOL, let me tell you. God, spare me, pls. what was i thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually planned to skip school today (see i told you, i have no interest in school anymore). but i guess God still wants me to continue studying when all Year Ones in Rp are quarantined up til July the 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish to write a happy post but its just impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i looked back, i realised thr were so many great thgs that had happened to me. the times when i felt like i was the only one that mattered. the moments i will never ever trade for anything else. never. but thr were times that i had felt so much pain as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can never lie to myself that it really hurts so much. thank you for the time you sacrificed and for the things that you went all the way for me. and i know how much i've hurt you. all the times we've been together, never have i regretted the happy moments we shared. no one can tolerate me as much as you do. i can never thank you enough for being thr, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realised i shouldn't look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause apparently, someone aksed me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;learn the science of failure, the art of bouncing back and the ability to pick up&lt;/span&gt;. and as far as I'm concerned, i know that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the art of losing is not hard to master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4923707164944793184?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4923707164944793184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4923707164944793184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4923707164944793184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4923707164944793184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4923707164944793184' title='So convinced and just too cool;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SkLDJuuOPnI/AAAAAAAAB84/w6DePJX9rj8/s72-c/17052009561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-4989303366886147573</id><published>2009-06-22T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:25:26.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I suppose I will survive;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sj-7X74tRMI/AAAAAAAAB8o/KI1Jx-qwNFA/s1600-h/IMG0135A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sj-7X74tRMI/AAAAAAAAB8o/KI1Jx-qwNFA/s400/IMG0135A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350200902226363586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom opened the door, I stepped in the hse, hugged her and cried. she asked whats wrong, i lied and said im just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im all out of faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You once told me I'll know it sooner or later, and i guess you're right. I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once told you that you'll find your happiness with or without me, and i guess you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my hardest, did everythg that i could so that i will not lose you, but i guess i failed aft all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine, don't worry about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4989303366886147573?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4989303366886147573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4989303366886147573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4989303366886147573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4989303366886147573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4989303366886147573' title='I suppose I will survive;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sj-7X74tRMI/AAAAAAAAB8o/KI1Jx-qwNFA/s72-c/IMG0135A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-32090900546198530</id><published>2009-06-21T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:58:24.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause it's too late, there's no escape, might as well face it;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sj5Q4ZtPC0I/AAAAAAAAB8g/FllnXki-DME/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sj5Q4ZtPC0I/AAAAAAAAB8g/FllnXki-DME/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349802337266240322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cahcahcah. people, i ate alot today. okay tell me whats new -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasif is being his jerk-iest self when he told me abt whats happening on this comin 23rd. bacin ah tu anak. aku tau ah Sp maseh holidaaay. telor penyu betol. he asked me to skip sch on the 24th cause the party ends at 3 in the pagi. how i wish i could. seriously telur penyu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wnt to go shopping. i havent even touch my latest allowance. that's good, but! there's so much thgs i have to buy. filling up my closet with new tops and bottoms and skirts, that's a must. but i cant seem to find any free day to shop. slenge eh aku. somebody anybody, nak teman aku? (: i knw &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Min&lt;/span&gt; waaants *quekquek*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay no that's not the point. the point is, i dont buy it. kay no! the real point here is, i dont wnt to go to sch tmr. i cant wait for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;26th August&lt;/span&gt; (i think), when my longgg break starts. kay Farah wake up your idea, you're not even 1 sem done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, Farahboo, it's not a good sign when you dread to go to sch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-32090900546198530?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/32090900546198530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=32090900546198530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/32090900546198530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/32090900546198530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#32090900546198530' title='Cause it&apos;s too late, there&apos;s no escape, might as well face it;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sj5Q4ZtPC0I/AAAAAAAAB8g/FllnXki-DME/s72-c/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2458419102490304844</id><published>2009-06-20T19:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:44:59.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I must confess I still believe;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjzDtcVyy0I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/u5OChoecmwk/s1600-h/IMG0368A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjzDtcVyy0I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/u5OChoecmwk/s400/IMG0368A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349365642878438210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehehehehhehe. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Happy Belated &lt;u&gt;50th&lt;/u&gt; Birthday&lt;/span&gt;, to Papaku who can be a real big jerk at times(: cehhh da besar seh bapaaak. i may say 'I hate you' when you're in your worst state, but to think again, you're still my father aft all. without your sperm i wont be here, posting about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a father you've given your strength by the thgs you've done, sharing your wisdom and love, just to fulfill your children's happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through your teaching i've learned alot, and i appreciate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everythg&lt;/span&gt; that you've taught. i knw you love me even though you dont really show it. all i wnt you to knw is that you mean &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; to me. happy birthday and a very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Happy Father's Day&lt;/span&gt;, Bapak &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjzDjeWkFzI/AAAAAAAAB8I/1Kv2_1hxvfg/s1600-h/4494_1052881773486_1569037032_30128548_4305548_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjzDjeWkFzI/AAAAAAAAB8I/1Kv2_1hxvfg/s400/4494_1052881773486_1569037032_30128548_4305548_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349365471619847986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th Birthday to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ayu Ron Trivia Binte Dato' Mansor&lt;/span&gt;. you've been a great girlfriend all this years, and thr's no such thg as boring outings whenever you're with us, though you cant possibly join us for some apparent reason due to your faithfulness towards your boyf. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the laughters that we've shared. may you have a smoooth sailing journey towards your N's. yippeeholajong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjzDUdh3s5I/AAAAAAAAB8A/LOX4UPzAAQk/s1600-h/Pictures2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjzDUdh3s5I/AAAAAAAAB8A/LOX4UPzAAQk/s400/Pictures2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349365213700797330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;subwaaay cookieee&lt;/span&gt;. cepat dimasak sedap dimakan! kay isnt that the song for Mee Maggi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay anyhoosek,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word for my 1st week of sch- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;BUSY&lt;/span&gt;. ni betol ah, member tk maen2. have been reaching home close to 11 almost everyday. how tiring kan. and sleeping in bus 168 is a must, though i may look horrible when sleeping with my mouth wide open. tsk jatoh vogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been chosen among the 8 for tarian competition. happy banget gue, my first dance comp being an Rp student(: i'll be dancin with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mas dearestestest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Changi Museum with sch this morning. nth much, just that we learned alot about WW2. Japanese soldiers mcm *say my fav curse* eh. serious ah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;how could they be so Heartless&lt;/span&gt;. eh Akon eh? kay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, we're supposed to do a creative work, regarding what we've learnt durin the trip. and i wnt to show you somethaaang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjzVWpLlNZI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/0J1hL323AW8/s1600-h/%E2%98%86+cHiPMuNK+%E2%98%861588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjzVWpLlNZI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/0J1hL323AW8/s400/%E2%98%86+cHiPMuNK+%E2%98%861588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349385042397574546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I DREW THAT&lt;/span&gt; :D i knw its gross i knowww. it looks more like some 5 year old's drawing. da ah diam. actually i also dont knw why i chose to draw, for the fact that i knw i suck big balls at drawing -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tourguide was like examining my masterpiece, and he was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"So, whats the focus here?"&lt;/span&gt; and i went, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Oh the focus is the 3 heads, since the Japanese execute looters' heads and display them. Sadist right!"&lt;/span&gt; but he didnt seem to be impressed by my stupid bimbotic answer and asked me to edit my drawing. nenek dier lah. titik peluh aku seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been ages since i spend time with my family. plan to go out tmr, dinner perhaps. to celebrate Mr Shukor's 50th birthday and Father's Day skali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thg, i wont be surprise if i hit &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;60kg&lt;/span&gt; by the time i leave this hse. WAK SU FED ME ALOT. im fat, alah but who cares kan(: gemok-gemok lah yummaaaye. kay wth! okay bai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2458419102490304844?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2458419102490304844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2458419102490304844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2458419102490304844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2458419102490304844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#2458419102490304844' title='I must confess I still believe;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjzDtcVyy0I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/u5OChoecmwk/s72-c/IMG0368A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1024343079777111437</id><published>2009-06-18T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:39:56.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The cover ups so secretly;</title><content type='html'>kain pelekat betol. eh im happy know, my voice is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shuddup actually its not lah. cmon i was tryin to console myself! ITS BEEN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; GORENG FREAKING DAYS since i lost my voice. tsk i lead a sad life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ON A BRIGHTER NOTA&lt;/span&gt;, lets play an update game! oohlalala hola jantong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knw i lead a sad life and this is so outdated, but EastCoast with old sch friends was awesomeh! :D we dint do much, but we laughed our asses off in public almost the whole time. public nuisance binte So'od betol. and we looove our &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Girls' Talk&lt;/span&gt; kan. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sjm2Jkj00HI/AAAAAAAAB7w/VY3yCBr8qfc/s1600-h/4952_87461293470_743538470_1794379_3333010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sjm2Jkj00HI/AAAAAAAAB7w/VY3yCBr8qfc/s400/4952_87461293470_743538470_1794379_3333010_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348506308028190834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmjfH0dNcI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/KpkYhBhy53A/s1600-h/4952_87462583470_743538470_1794395_2368901_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmjfH0dNcI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/KpkYhBhy53A/s400/4952_87462583470_743538470_1794395_2368901_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348485787549513154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmqjeW-cQI/AAAAAAAAB7g/FxyB-B3M0ks/s1600-h/4686_92287112294_565437294_1751677_729028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmqjeW-cQI/AAAAAAAAB7g/FxyB-B3M0ks/s400/4686_92287112294_565437294_1751677_729028_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348493558900748546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmjZmKPVKI/AAAAAAAAB7I/u-NGjfs3Bks/s1600-h/4952_87461923470_743538470_1794385_4705120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmjZmKPVKI/AAAAAAAAB7I/u-NGjfs3Bks/s400/4952_87461923470_743538470_1794385_4705120_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348485692614726818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmjSVFREqI/AAAAAAAAB7A/4KGCPIf_kZM/s1600-h/4884_1058829082165_1569037032_30141839_1916653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmjSVFREqI/AAAAAAAAB7A/4KGCPIf_kZM/s400/4884_1058829082165_1569037032_30141839_1916653_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348485567771382434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmjNs94pVI/AAAAAAAAB64/zMYEWY6XAkc/s1600-h/4884_1058826402098_1569037032_30141828_217471_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjmjNs94pVI/AAAAAAAAB64/zMYEWY6XAkc/s400/4884_1058826402098_1569037032_30141828_217471_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348485488283526482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;aku sayang dorang abeh asl ehh?&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHHA kay that phrase... clsmate aku ajar! fav phrase kper Raina. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slpover was retarded. cause thr was one extra human. and that human intro us to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Cluedo&lt;/span&gt;! and aku suke tu game abeh asl eh? HAHA kay farah stop it. oh and tu Twister eh, seriously made us look like retards. akan tetapi! we still love it abeh asl eh? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KAY SOMEONE SLAP ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjY51RU2XZI/AAAAAAAAB6o/s_nl4wpkuV4/s1600-h/DSC02032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjY51RU2XZI/AAAAAAAAB6o/s_nl4wpkuV4/s400/DSC02032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347525194895744402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjY5tVkU2oI/AAAAAAAAB6g/cexpJ13M0OQ/s1600-h/DSC02042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjY5tVkU2oI/AAAAAAAAB6g/cexpJ13M0OQ/s400/DSC02042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347525058595445378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjY5RgCPaLI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/GVzT5Dg2Osw/s1600-h/DSC02044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjY5RgCPaLI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/GVzT5Dg2Osw/s400/DSC02044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347524580368935090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Drag Me To Hell&lt;/span&gt; was a b.i.t.c.h seriouly! luckily i sat between &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Syamil&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Audylala&lt;/span&gt;, so at any one point when the movie was screening stupid, bitchy, scary parts, i was like pulling their arms and punching them. kay ganas kau Farah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie aft sch was niceee. biase jugaaak(: esp when i made someone boring called Syamil yg sememang nye kental and want to step sachok, laughed like a moron in the cinema while playing the finger2 game. HAHA kental eh tu anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i wnt to catch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ORPHAN&lt;/span&gt;. confirrrm jantung boleh pecah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan, idk which part of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"IM NOT INTERESTED IN YOU"&lt;/span&gt; you dont understand. havent i be bitchy enough, all this while? havent i treat you bad enough all this while? havent i make use of you enough all this while? havent i show all that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate every single thg that you've done for me. for the sake of sth which called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Basic Courtesy&lt;/span&gt;, i thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when it comes to introducing me to your parents and sisters, without even tellin me the actual plan. dude, i must say that Saturday night's plan when i had to sit on one table with your family members, was not even close to sweet/funny/whatever you name it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever's reading this, you can always call me a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heartless&lt;/span&gt; bitch okay. i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjnLafbZInI/AAAAAAAAB74/yQO2I4SSMN8/s1600-h/4680_1147921065774_1459981938_384659_1188562_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjnLafbZInI/AAAAAAAAB74/yQO2I4SSMN8/s400/4680_1147921065774_1459981938_384659_1188562_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348529688452604530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets not end this post dgn emo. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;*SENYUUUUUUUUUM LEBAR-LEBAR*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's my slenge cum kental Dad's birthday. and i havent got him anythg. juon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1024343079777111437?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1024343079777111437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1024343079777111437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1024343079777111437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1024343079777111437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1024343079777111437' title='The cover ups so secretly;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sjm2Jkj00HI/AAAAAAAAB7w/VY3yCBr8qfc/s72-c/4952_87461293470_743538470_1794379_3333010_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1554086772883010261</id><published>2009-06-16T09:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:14:34.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come back;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sjb9xQ9X80I/AAAAAAAAB6w/c2EjoWqkw04/s1600-h/4952_87461263470_743538470_1794375_4023383_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sjb9xQ9X80I/AAAAAAAAB6w/c2EjoWqkw04/s400/4952_87461263470_743538470_1794375_4023383_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347740630356849474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm miserable without you.&lt;br /&gt;I cant live without you.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll treat you nice, and I wont hurt you anymore. eh but i dint do anythg ah pls! lame-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;voice&lt;/span&gt;, does my sweet talk works for you? kental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;voice&lt;/span&gt;, would you please &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; come back. i need you i really do. dont be a bitch lah cmon. i need you for presentation lah bodoh. satay bun betol -.- HOW MANY BLOODY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;STREPSILS&lt;/span&gt; YOU EXPECT ME TO SUCK IN CLS. batu pahat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk i hate this stupid act cute voice, Saj i dont have any freaking idea why you like this kind of voice so much. its not even &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;1.17865&lt;/span&gt; close to nice. it sucks aku sumpah. amek ah voice aku, i'll take yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back with proper update sooneh. kimchiiiiiiiiii&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1554086772883010261?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1554086772883010261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1554086772883010261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1554086772883010261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1554086772883010261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1554086772883010261' title='Come back;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sjb9xQ9X80I/AAAAAAAAB6w/c2EjoWqkw04/s72-c/4952_87461263470_743538470_1794375_4023383_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1614702998113542356</id><published>2009-06-12T12:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T12:49:23.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things get better, through whatever;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjHYQMI9xjI/AAAAAAAAB6A/f4epXjbytJ8/s1600-h/IMG0242A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjHYQMI9xjI/AAAAAAAAB6A/f4epXjbytJ8/s400/IMG0242A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346292005313824306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is random but im missing my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;long hair&lt;/span&gt;. i miss tying my hair lah jamban. i miss tying it with a chopstick and make it into a bun. okay da cukop. Farah rambot kau da pendek buat hal rambot pendek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was nice :D dance prac in the morning, and im glad i got all the steps. mcm yessah kemama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everythg went on well, except for the part Cikgu thought my name was actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Salmah&lt;/span&gt;! bapak dier gile lah. and he kept callin me Salmah since that moment. otak pecah seh. like of all names, Salmah?! namer kampongan seh tu! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi tak mengape, had a good lunch with tarian peacocks and met &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jojo&lt;/span&gt; in the lib, which was not even planned. kueh pao betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wellios, i had a great time with her though. civics, admiralty, town, tiong bahru, henderson &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PARK&lt;/span&gt; (bukan wave eh hahahahha. kay inside joke), harbourfront, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;WONDERLAND&lt;/span&gt;, homezies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha step mane nyer Wonderland. padahal padahal. kay understand understood jer lah eh (; we actually became &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;banglas&lt;/span&gt; for a moment and camwhored with the coconut trees thr. and the pictures turned out, nice! see who the pemetik gambar lah kan. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjHbz9yiJxI/AAAAAAAAB6I/u5lMumD0W0s/s1600-h/farahboo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjHbz9yiJxI/AAAAAAAAB6I/u5lMumD0W0s/s400/farahboo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346295918471816978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting up old sch friends later. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;East Coast&lt;/span&gt; babeh! :D near Bedok right, so easy peasy lah. honghong. kay roti canai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1614702998113542356?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1614702998113542356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1614702998113542356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1614702998113542356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1614702998113542356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1614702998113542356' title='Things get better, through whatever;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SjHYQMI9xjI/AAAAAAAAB6A/f4epXjbytJ8/s72-c/IMG0242A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-7831458205456176032</id><published>2009-06-10T20:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:49:30.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my experimental game;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si-0iaLv9KI/AAAAAAAAB5w/CFGG_0SwTNg/s1600-h/DSC03907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si-0iaLv9KI/AAAAAAAAB5w/CFGG_0SwTNg/s400/DSC03907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345689785949222050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, am seriously goin to be fat living in this hse. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Wak Su&lt;/span&gt; was being the nicest aunt by leaving tons of food and chocolates before she went off to Mekah. for the fact that she knows her youngest niece loves chocolates. heeeehaw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then just now i lie on my bed, chewing on GuyLian chocolate. that is so a perangai of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;pig&lt;/span&gt;, but waaah tu chocolate sedap tk da dapat dinafikan. go try kay, NTUC cnfm ade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone was being his most irritating self by showing up at Rp with his car aft my tarian trng ytd. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"FARAH! IM OUTSIDE YOUR SCH, COME I SEND YOU TO THE HOCKEY EVENT THG."&lt;/span&gt; kental per, i dint even ask him to -.- and since i alrd promised Sufiah and Que to go Sengkang with them, i asked them along to have free ride to Sengkang. hahaha ah kan da kene jadi chaufer for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otw thr was retarded. i was being an ass the whole time and since i sat on the front sit, i kept playing with the gear. until one time the car suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. hahahah tu part seriously buat lawak. luckily thr weren't any cars behind, if not mangkok, accident ah ape lagi. Que was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Farah you can do that when we're not in the car! Seriously!"&lt;/span&gt; alamak kental ah member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was being so curious and deprived abt cars that i asked Farhan to drive up to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;120km/h&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA Que and Sufiah behind were alrd fixing their seatbelts and scolding me. tu Farhan lagi satu mangkok purposely opened the windows. thanks eh, rambot sume berteraboh seh. but it was fuuun, esp the road was empty at that point of time, so like feeling2 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Too Fast and Too Furious&lt;/span&gt; ah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft the 120km/h ride, i was like scolding and calling him a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt; by driving too fast. hahaha padahal aku yang suroh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to Shell since Farhan wanted to isi minyak, so i was being my annoying brat self and wanted to try. so i had my first experience of filling up the petrol. kay aku tau aku jakon but cool know! then i purposely fill until it exit the limit so he had to pay more. hahahaha kay i think i should stop makin him suffer. alah who cares(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIH hockey event was fine. i was transfered to ushering, instead of medical support staff. stationed at the corner of the pit with Sufiah. the job was rather slacking ah, since our job was only to ensure no one enters &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; territory. cheh territory kper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part was that we were so close to the pit, that we could see the cute faces of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Australian &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; New Zealand&lt;/span&gt; hockey players :D erm India and Japan players, no thanks lah eh. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am suppose to meet another kental for dinner later aft his soccer trng. but i think im bueh-ing him ah, malas lah. so all i have to do is just dont answer his phone calls or texts. let him wait eh. tunggu ah sampai bsk pagi. HAHAHA. alamak can someone like slap my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this, is a lengthyyy post. who just read, you just wasted &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7.576745&lt;/span&gt; minutes of your life. tapi aku disini tetap sayang korang kay &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si-lYkLrUnI/AAAAAAAAB5g/NswrdSN1lTA/s1600-h/05062009824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si-lYkLrUnI/AAAAAAAAB5g/NswrdSN1lTA/s400/05062009824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345673124160164466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-7831458205456176032?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7831458205456176032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7831458205456176032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7831458205456176032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7831458205456176032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7831458205456176032' title='You&apos;re my experimental game;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si-0iaLv9KI/AAAAAAAAB5w/CFGG_0SwTNg/s72-c/DSC03907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1108706909701724338</id><published>2009-06-08T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:00:11.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See eventually I will get through this;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si0uEFTQOYI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/I_ea3ZRz6aE/s1600-h/IMG0405A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si0uEFTQOYI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/I_ea3ZRz6aE/s400/IMG0405A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344978980435933570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muke sengit dan tak diperlukan eh. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was being my most kental self and forced Ifan to take my last moments pics with my room in Yishun. because apparently now, i have to sleep with Kakak. mcm, kentot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thgs are fine here, well atleast for now. cmon ah this Bedok hse is bigger than that in Yishun. and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;yessah.com.sg&lt;/span&gt; me and Kakak got the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;master bedroom&lt;/span&gt;. so malam-malam nak kencing senang ah kan. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving hse leceh know. packing thgs is alrd leceh, unpack thgs more leceh. its almost midnight now and im still wearing my purple shirt and jeans, which i've been wearing since in the morning. and, i think i'll be wearing it for sleep. lahabau betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;big hse, master bedroom, no lipas, got internet connection&lt;/span&gt;. 6 mths here? &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;KENCING MANIS LAH&lt;/span&gt;. hahahaha action eh. kay tu Bapak taught me abt the 'kencing manis' thg. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr will be a loooong daaay. dance prac in the morning, then junior hockey aft that, all the way til night. good thg i've got no plans on Wed. kay step no plans, last2 go out also. murtabak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay im goin to have my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;first night&lt;/span&gt; in Bedok. chalowww :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si0ugbHyU2I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/0EG3fqyHtUA/s1600-h/IMG0407A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si0ugbHyU2I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/0EG3fqyHtUA/s400/IMG0407A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344979467329753954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ade org tk tau yg aku miss dier, very badly ):&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/16800437-1108706909701724338?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1108706909701724338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1108706909701724338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1108706909701724338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1108706909701724338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1108706909701724338' title='See eventually I will get through this;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Si0uEFTQOYI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/I_ea3ZRz6aE/s72-c/IMG0405A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-4649972930828792560</id><published>2009-06-07T14:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:44:27.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like an apple hanging from a tree, I picked the ripest one;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SitkUERINzI/AAAAAAAAB5A/085ZPmlKYBw/s1600-h/05062009802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SitkUERINzI/AAAAAAAAB5A/085ZPmlKYBw/s400/05062009802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344475678710970162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i that horrible at acting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what was my intention, but i wanted to go to the kitchen, when i pretended that i fainted in the living room. in a really, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dramatic&lt;/span&gt; way know. bangse if you see me in that condition, confirm you'll come to the rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you knw whats the best part, Mom can continue watching the tv. she doesnt even look at me ah! kurang hasam betol dier tak layan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, ade lori ade bas. next time she faints i dont wnt to help ah. HAHA loser act eh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so tmr's the 8th. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BESOK PINDAH LAH WEY&lt;/span&gt;. i, am goin to miss &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;everythg&lt;/span&gt; abt this hse. sumpah everythg. okay take back the sumpah, except for the part that stupid cockroaches kept crawling in my room in the middle of the night. lets hope rumah Bedok tkde lipas eh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must we move when i alrd have my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt; room! begedel betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i am goin to miss Yishun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i am goin to miss Cik Din's family esp their moronic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daughter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i am goin to miss Northpoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i am goin to miss meeting up at Yishun Pri bustop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;i am goin to miss being sent home, sometimes smp depan rumah oi. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alah we're still comin bck to Yishun aft all, but that will be in 6 months time from now? lamer kaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SitklaNlEUI/AAAAAAAAB5I/M3w4aYEnUyE/s1600-h/02052009296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SitklaNlEUI/AAAAAAAAB5I/M3w4aYEnUyE/s400/02052009296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344475976659439938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to wake up earlyyy tmr. we're heading to Bedok at 9. and tonight, i want to have the last Waffle journey with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WaniWaffles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4649972930828792560?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4649972930828792560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4649972930828792560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4649972930828792560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4649972930828792560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#4649972930828792560' title='Like an apple hanging from a tree, I picked the ripest one;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SitkUERINzI/AAAAAAAAB5A/085ZPmlKYBw/s72-c/05062009802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-939399565126792868</id><published>2009-06-06T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T02:26:22.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere along this windy road we lost the trust;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiqdUo77uJI/AAAAAAAAB44/Ksq-BMc333c/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiqdUo77uJI/AAAAAAAAB44/Ksq-BMc333c/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344256885740255378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got beautiful kipas from Abg Hadi's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping soundly this morning when Dad tickled my feet (thats how he woke his kids up, mcm asshole kan) and was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Bangon laaah. Pegi jb, Abg Hadi kahwin." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth seh. so sudden! cmon ah i alrd have plans for the day. plus Dad said the day before we're not goin for the wedding. ape saje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey to Skudai was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;disastrous&lt;/span&gt; ah sumpah, jack. with me in baju kebaya, the road was jam, and i was sweating like hell i tell you. ketiak basah kuyup, bangse perah baju klua &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange juice&lt;/span&gt; seh. HAHAHAH kay disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'chaufer'&lt;/span&gt;, who we anyhow kutip-ed at Jb's custom was like tryin to flirt with me and Kakak. mcm, pls eh nak cermin tak? -.- kay lah atleast he was nice cause he send us to Skudai and waited til we're done eating and talking, then send us bck to Jb custom. sampai tertido tido seh member kt kerete. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ditched &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jojo&amp;amp;Wani&lt;/span&gt;, and dint go for facials with them. because of the sudden Jb wedding. i am so goin nxt week, i wnt to try the cooool tinted moisturiser Wani mentioned to me just now. muke aku da lah macam sandpaper skrg -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Farhan kental&lt;/span&gt; also kene ditched. the actual plan was that he'll be picking me up aft facials then go dinner. tu anak lagi kesian, da book tempat makan since idk how many days ago. the day before i was like screaming to him otf not to paitao, end up im the one who paitao-ed. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;girl_paitao&lt;/span&gt; ah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"RABAAAK. kene pow seh. i waited knw. da nk fetch kt BayView tau."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"tsk org pegi Jb kan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"i book the place alrd seh you. kan da bilang."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"sape suroh book cepat2."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"I told you alrd daysss in advance im bringing you out for dinner aft your facials per."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"ORG PEGI JB KAN! ORG NYER SEDARE KAHWIN. BEH NK ORG BUAT APE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Kay lah kay lah, what you wnt to eat? I buy for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"FOR WHAT. kenyang lah. rumah da byk mknan lah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"I now kt kedai mkn lah. what you wnt, nk murtabak? Later i send"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Baru balek jemputan nk suroh org lantak lagi. TK PYH LAH. irritating"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah wth i remembered our convo. i was shouting at him otf ah. idk what he did seh. HAHA perangai eh aku. tu ah sape suroh jadi irritating. then now im not picking up his calls. HAHAHA Farah, stop being a bitch, stop treating guys as if they are dust boleh tak. terok terokkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder Kakak said its not a surprise for the fact that until now i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cant/dont&lt;/span&gt; have a boyf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-939399565126792868?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/939399565126792868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=939399565126792868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/939399565126792868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/939399565126792868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#939399565126792868' title='Somewhere along this windy road we lost the trust;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiqdUo77uJI/AAAAAAAAB44/Ksq-BMc333c/s72-c/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-7339938599823887476</id><published>2009-06-05T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:41:47.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not everything is always going to go our way;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SifphMt00cI/AAAAAAAAB4o/b3sau9BB4sM/s1600-h/IMG0398A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343496239456768450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SifphMt00cI/AAAAAAAAB4o/b3sau9BB4sM/s400/IMG0398A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As stated in the email which was sent to me ; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Please remember to bring along a passport size photo (if you do not have one, please bring along another recent photo of youself). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now baru i realised i got no passport photo! and my interview will be at 2 later on. baek ah Farah! -.- mati ah mati mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone's being his nicest self last night and helped me gettin ready for my interview(: and yes he did helped, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. he claimed he should be gettin a credit since he sacrificed his coversation with his girlf just to help me. -.- kental per tu anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, by just thinking abt the interview, its alrd freaking me out. plus Zaimah and Qal are not goin for today's slot, since its alrd full. so it'll left with me and Sufiah. wasabeh betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best part, i havent iron what to wear ltr. oh wait wait. i dont even knw what to wear. awesome ah Farah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"How could he. I mean it's so fast! I suck at this kind of thg ah. I dont think i can take this anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Of course you can, Farah. It'll take time. You're a strong girl. I know you'll surely get over it soon, with me ard."&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/16800437-7339938599823887476?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7339938599823887476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7339938599823887476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7339938599823887476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7339938599823887476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7339938599823887476' title='Not everything is always going to go our way;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SifphMt00cI/AAAAAAAAB4o/b3sau9BB4sM/s72-c/IMG0398A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1115624781351155714</id><published>2009-06-04T00:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:23:55.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just let me take my time and reminisce;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Siao4ZuPPII/AAAAAAAAB4g/IJ9tClWCsQQ/s1600-h/4329_88452684628_612289628_1725056_3327227_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343143694852635778" style="WIDTH: 400px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiaoXV4ktxI/AAAAAAAAB4I/quZZJT0CrHc/s400/4329_88452694628_612289628_1725058_6468628_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiaoRO_lm9I/AAAAAAAAB4A/6QFeB-vZa8o/s1600-h/4329_88452799628_612289628_1725073_3769103_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343143021957716946" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiaoRO_lm9I/AAAAAAAAB4A/6QFeB-vZa8o/s400/4329_88452799628_612289628_1725073_3769103_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiaoK4evBZI/AAAAAAAAB34/zjPeLlTrsb4/s1600-h/4329_88452734628_612289628_1725065_4446539_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343142912835126674" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiaoK4evBZI/AAAAAAAAB34/zjPeLlTrsb4/s400/4329_88452734628_612289628_1725065_4446539_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;time check honeystar, 0049&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;helermaaak, whats me and updating in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, wasabehhh karaoke with the girls was niiice :D except for the part i was damn late, and took the wrong train, and sesat in Sp. kental eh aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were like screaming our nose off inside the karaoke room. the room's too huge ah, i mean thr were only 5 of us. its too huge that me and Wani can have the chance to play catching on the sofas. mak kauuu, perangai berubah eh, umur berape umur? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got to meet the guys aft that. its been centuries since i last saw their popcorn faces ah. bottom line, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THEY HAVE NOT GROW UP&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were like pushing me for no apparent reason, and grab hold of me and tried to smurge my eyeliner. wth kan! i swear thr's no guy who'll do that to me in Rp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;otw bck home was retarded. i sat on Jamal's hands, and accidentally sat on this man's laps. aku maluuu lah abehhh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is crazy. i have to be in airport at 8 later on. and i havent iron what to wear. pangsai lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant stop myself, humming to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Almost&lt;/span&gt;. it's sedaaap(: aku suke this part,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Can you tell me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;How can one miss what she's never had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I missed the times that we almost shared, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss the love that was almost there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just let me take my time and reminisce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss the times that we never had, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What happened to us we were almost there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Whoever said it's impossible to miss when you never had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Never almost had you&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/16800437-1115624781351155714?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1115624781351155714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1115624781351155714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1115624781351155714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1115624781351155714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1115624781351155714' title='Just let me take my time and reminisce;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Siao4ZuPPII/AAAAAAAAB4g/IJ9tClWCsQQ/s72-c/4329_88452684628_612289628_1725056_3327227_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1638389982805731100</id><published>2009-06-03T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:51:44.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you think it would be that easy;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiVYQKN8doI/AAAAAAAAB3w/Yl6aW2Th7d8/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiVYQKN8doI/AAAAAAAAB3w/Yl6aW2Th7d8/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342773567588955778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiVWi-s_-RI/AAAAAAAAB3o/bh9G87CmvPE/s1600-h/01062009713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiVWi-s_-RI/AAAAAAAAB3o/bh9G87CmvPE/s400/01062009713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342771691892242706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a happy girl in a happy dunie :D cause finally i've gotten my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Maybelline&lt;/span&gt; mineral foundation, which clearly stated on the cover&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; 'suitable for sensitive skin'&lt;/span&gt;. kay untok aku lah tu. and i bought my very first yellow sundress, and Elf highlighter and manymanymany chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what happen when girls have $$$ and Expo's being a bicth by havin John Little sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs achinggg lah. dance prac ah, what else. i think if i stay in tarian til yr 3, badan cnfm kong seh. the warm ups alrd like, tiring and made us sweat like babi(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be goin to Sp and meet the girls up later onnn, to karaoke! kay first timer eh, so harap maklum. i am so goin to scream my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiVS2Sg3_aI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/dJUmLtH5zgo/s1600-h/124395908912172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiVS2Sg3_aI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/dJUmLtH5zgo/s400/124395908912172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342767625581100450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ mirror effect mcm cool eh. i just realised. and my cheeks like kental only. one side like sunburnt, another side so yellow. cacaaaaaaat siolzxzxzxxz. kay wth. its almost 2am lah! tdo lah tdo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"What lah. Nothing happens just like that. If seed grows to a tree, a spark turns to a flame, so a problem has a root. What happen? Don't need to hide all lah dear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1638389982805731100?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1638389982805731100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1638389982805731100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1638389982805731100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1638389982805731100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#1638389982805731100' title='Did you think it would be that easy;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiVYQKN8doI/AAAAAAAAB3w/Yl6aW2Th7d8/s72-c/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-796546904734425597</id><published>2009-05-31T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:53:50.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little did you know;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiK3JD31zZI/AAAAAAAAB3A/IaffFIF65LY/s1600-h/Pictures1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiK3JD31zZI/AAAAAAAAB3A/IaffFIF65LY/s400/Pictures1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342033474301054354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats us and our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;unglam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;underscore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;berok&lt;/span&gt; faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they came over, alah its more like randomly gitu. just to, eat Bakso. yes i knw my mom's cooking is the bestest kemama. well besides Buk Parni's. hahahaha kay thats my mom's friend. she can cook so well that she won American Idol. kay wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we watched all the videos we took last yr, they were all hilarious i tell you. especially the minahrep wannabe video. mak kau, satu2 wannabe seh, tk dpt dinafikan. and we took that video when we had Olevel paper the very next day ah. seesha betol, what the hello were we thinking at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we lol, lmao, rofl and whatever terms cinoneh used when lookin at all the old photos. Farah kau kental sumpah seh tk tipu! ape motive seh senyum gitu macam. sape ajar ah senyum gitu, tak diperlukan eh pls. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;daging goreng&lt;/span&gt; betol, i checked out my phone's calendar and realised i barely have free time for this 2 weeks vacation. mcm assholiong kan. eh Rp, 2 weeks not enough lah. others have 3 weeks knw. ape saje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance pracs, junior hockey event (which i have to be the Medical Support team, kental per!), interview with STB anddd &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;OUTINGS OUTINGS OUTINGS&lt;/span&gt;. halermak, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;maot.yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt; per.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im visiting Expo tmr. to buy satay. kay bedek lah bedek lah, gitu pon pecaye. to shopping lah duh. cmon ah everybody, Expo's havin sale til 7th June. since i alrd gotten my allowance... so must make fullest use out of it :D kan Azman kan? HAHAHA kay whoever Azman is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku. nak. bobok. eee act cute seh! HAHA. kay gdnight eh.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiLBtbaleYI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/YZv1PVRcF3g/s1600-h/P130309_23.33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiLBtbaleYI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/YZv1PVRcF3g/s400/P130309_23.33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342045094212368770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehhh alamak Farah kate nak tdo! jgn nk step american next top model ah pls. can somebody like slap me and ask me stop talking to myself? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-796546904734425597?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/796546904734425597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=796546904734425597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/796546904734425597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/796546904734425597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#796546904734425597' title='Little did you know;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiK3JD31zZI/AAAAAAAAB3A/IaffFIF65LY/s72-c/Pictures1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2773315523383891637</id><published>2009-05-29T23:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:47:55.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just can't see it so, let this be;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiACPYq3tZI/AAAAAAAAB24/JUJH7RvUWnQ/s1600-h/n1027290471_30232848_4810010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiACPYq3tZI/AAAAAAAAB24/JUJH7RvUWnQ/s400/n1027290471_30232848_4810010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341271621404964242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiAB5CjIXJI/AAAAAAAAB2w/mhSRMr76ESU/s1600-h/%E2%98%86+cHiPMuNK+%E2%98%861495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiAB5CjIXJI/AAAAAAAAB2w/mhSRMr76ESU/s400/%E2%98%86+cHiPMuNK+%E2%98%861495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341271237509799058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiABTtT6CqI/AAAAAAAAB2o/8uhG2UsFe6Y/s1600-h/%E2%98%86+cHiPMuNK+%E2%98%861484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiABTtT6CqI/AAAAAAAAB2o/8uhG2UsFe6Y/s400/%E2%98%86+cHiPMuNK+%E2%98%861484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341270596153641634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiABOrCvTpI/AAAAAAAAB2g/eKsSeAUxiOk/s1600-h/%E2%98%86+cHiPMuNK+%E2%98%861493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiABOrCvTpI/AAAAAAAAB2g/eKsSeAUxiOk/s400/%E2%98%86+cHiPMuNK+%E2%98%861493.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341270509645418130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first first sekali, a very Happy 17th Birthday to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Sufiaaah&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; to have this retarded girl as my clsmate.&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;glad&lt;/span&gt; that she's thr when im whining, on how horrible my day was.&lt;br /&gt;im a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;happygoober&lt;/span&gt; whenever im with her, cause we can laugh our asses off over the slightest thg.&lt;br /&gt;im just &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;thankful,&lt;/span&gt; that we crossed paths &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay kawan-kawan! vacations's here! okay fine it'll only be for 2 weeks. but still, maseh vacation per! asl, ader problem per. sakial betol. kay wth thats Wani's fav cursing word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had our last UT today, on the last day of sch. so it was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Woohoo, UT's overrr, vacation's hereee, party lerrr"&lt;/span&gt; okay the 'party lerrr' part anti climax and tak perlu. -.- i am so goin to have a break from all this presentations and PDTs and researchings. i wnt to have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;wonderlelehful&lt;/span&gt; vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and(!) it will start frm tmr! facials earlier on the day, and Momentum in Rp aft that. fuh cnfm reach home late tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lovin every moment i had with awesome people ard me. its the littlest, simplest thgs that make me smile. and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;sweetheart&lt;/span&gt; whom i knw only 2 days ago, taught me sth :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;"People you care most about in life are taken from you too soon. So you have to learn to keep going on, even when you really think you cant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Feewit&lt;/span&gt;, i love you(:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2773315523383891637?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2773315523383891637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2773315523383891637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2773315523383891637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2773315523383891637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2773315523383891637' title='I just can&apos;t see it so, let this be;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SiACPYq3tZI/AAAAAAAAB24/JUJH7RvUWnQ/s72-c/n1027290471_30232848_4810010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5180428859074499601</id><published>2009-05-28T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:51:10.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But now its going good for me;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sh5Bz94W2JI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/SaAYmjHVBxQ/s1600-h/Picture+0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340778569148061842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sh5Bz94W2JI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/SaAYmjHVBxQ/s320/Picture+0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the guys in my class are game freaks. they're like screaming and cursing each other while playing CS. ohmygosh, wake up your idea eh, how old alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UT will be in half an hour time, luckily its gonna be &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Communication Skills&lt;/span&gt; ltr. i dint even study for it, but yet i slept late last night that i fell asleep so many times in cls today. kental buah laici betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home late last night, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Night At The Museum 2&lt;/span&gt; was niiice! it was hilarious that i kept on laughin like a kental. watching movie aft sch can be &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;awesome.sg&lt;/span&gt; ah serious, ytd was my 2nd time. and i wnt to do it again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got plaaans aft UT ltr. yay and i wnt to make a hypothesis that it is goin to be, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! it was 2 to NIL. Barcelona won, Man U can have a better chance di lain hari lah kay. and Dodi, kau jgn nk jadi sore loser, da bet buat hal da bet eh. you owe me BJ ice creaaam! settos :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-5180428859074499601?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5180428859074499601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5180428859074499601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5180428859074499601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5180428859074499601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#5180428859074499601' title='But now its going good for me;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sh5Bz94W2JI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/SaAYmjHVBxQ/s72-c/Picture+0075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2152023964833013417</id><published>2009-05-27T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T11:46:28.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Admit that I'm wrong and then change my mind;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sh4JACQtPkI/AAAAAAAAB2I/8WcQjbgFhVs/s1600-h/Picture+0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340716104319581762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sh4JACQtPkI/AAAAAAAAB2I/8WcQjbgFhVs/s400/Picture+0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sh0iXay7EnI/AAAAAAAAB2A/YIOLCg3GKro/s1600-h/Picture0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Zaimah&lt;/span&gt; darling, today might be the last time aku grp ngan kau for Communication Skills, and nari jugak kau kene balek siang. good to hear that Adam's fine, helmet jer pecah. laen kali suroh dier jgn tuka2 gear bile lagi riding kt expressway kay. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im at civics right now. i have to rush to Causeway. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;Night In The Museum&lt;/span&gt;, here aku datang! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2152023964833013417?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2152023964833013417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2152023964833013417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2152023964833013417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2152023964833013417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2152023964833013417' title='Admit that I&apos;m wrong and then change my mind;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sh4JACQtPkI/AAAAAAAAB2I/8WcQjbgFhVs/s72-c/Picture+0069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2100274669603248522</id><published>2009-05-26T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:35:01.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If He brings you to it, He'll bring you through it;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShwRdDvieLI/AAAAAAAAB14/rCHVyie4XdA/s1600-h/Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShwRdDvieLI/AAAAAAAAB14/rCHVyie4XdA/s400/Pictures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340162449073141938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the morning, looked in the mirror, and i was freaked out by my own face. my eyes were swollen like no one's business. tsk, thats what happened when you nangis all night. all thanks to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;beast&lt;/span&gt; in the hse(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i practiced smiling like a retard in the toilet while bathing, so that the swell will atleast decrease abit ah. cmon ah i dont wnt to go to sch with swollen eyes. kental seh gitu. but apparently smiling dint help, so i had to go to the extend and use concealer to cover it. mcm bongok eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried my hardest not to think too much in sch. but i guess i cant. what happened last night was really... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;traumatising&lt;/span&gt;. he's gone too far this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleared and washed the dishes with Mom aft dinner just now. i cant rmbr when's the last time i helped her with hsehold chores. i've been stucked in this routine, sch in the morning and reached home late. weekends worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom asked me to forget abt last night. which obviously i cant, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever happens, it all comes bck to prayers and Quran. that always helps, esp when you know He will always be there, no matter what. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If He brings you &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; it, He'll bring you &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2100274669603248522?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2100274669603248522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2100274669603248522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2100274669603248522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2100274669603248522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2100274669603248522' title='If He brings you to it, He&apos;ll bring you through it;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShwRdDvieLI/AAAAAAAAB14/rCHVyie4XdA/s72-c/Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-574083338919599571</id><published>2009-05-25T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:13:51.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he's out of his mind. i hate Dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-574083338919599571?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/574083338919599571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=574083338919599571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/574083338919599571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/574083338919599571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#574083338919599571' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3807527415329292631</id><published>2009-05-24T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:30:56.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let go of these feelings you feel inside;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShlSfAav5iI/AAAAAAAAB1o/FELsvZvXaaE/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShlSfAav5iI/AAAAAAAAB1o/FELsvZvXaaE/s400/DSC00088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339389525866047010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently a boy under my block is screaming his lungs out to whoever, and it is seriously irritating. i am so goin down and stuff my 8 year old bolster in his mouth so he'll just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should stop goin out on weekends and start helping mom to clear all the thgs in the hse. luckily thr's Aunt Jenny, who's been comin over and help mom pack up all the stuffs. my hse is in a mess. serious mess. tsk, i just dont wnt to leave this place lah. boleh tak? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interview at Aljunied was fine. i have to wake up early on Saturday morning, rushed and travel alone all the way to Aljunied. everythg went well, esp when i sat next to this guy at the corner of the waiting area. and apparently he's a yr 1 in Rp. like, that was so coinsidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talkkkkk, like we alrd knew each other for so long, that we even forgot to ask each other's names. mcm lahabau. walking back with him was embarassing, cause he's like so tall and im not even 1.6 -.- tell me abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faizal is a nice guy, cause he waited for me til im done with my interview(: tu jantan freak me out and said that Bedok has many matreps. asshole lah he. coolest thg coolest thg, he rides a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;scrambler&lt;/span&gt;. fuhhlamak :D but nah, i refused a ride ah, girgirl not ready ah. and plus i wnt a ride on Oscar's bike first. hahahaha kay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenduri with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;retards&lt;/span&gt; was retarded. we made a whole lot noise in the bus. biase jugaaak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss Cikgu so much, and she wears tudung now. awww kan. and to her 2 months old daughter, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Adelya&lt;/span&gt;, i hope she'll be a strongstrong babygirl. gosh, havin only one kidney functioning, that's alrd bad enough. not mentioning the whole in the heart and all those fits she's been havin since she was born =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enterprise UT tmr, and i havent read up on my 6Ps. alamak &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sisters Tanjung&lt;/span&gt; betol. hahahahha kay late night calls can be so unhealthy, esp when you are taught on all the gangter's names and their rules&amp;amp;regulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to late night calls again, i learnt one of budakbaju's basic essential question, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Kau mane punye?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halemaaaak, wannabe tk aku? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*kening naek2*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3807527415329292631?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3807527415329292631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3807527415329292631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3807527415329292631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3807527415329292631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3807527415329292631' title='Let go of these feelings you feel inside;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShlSfAav5iI/AAAAAAAAB1o/FELsvZvXaaE/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-7214251542267313673</id><published>2009-05-22T20:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:47:55.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let the mind keep playing you, saying you can't go on</title><content type='html'>i feel like a gangster now, being in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Teck Whye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, im at Teck Whye mac, sitting next to&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; Wan the idiot&lt;/span&gt;, and actually chatting and tryin to webcam with him. mcm bongok seh. -.- Teck Whye sounds like a gangster place. because i knw thr's a gangster's group which has the name &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teck Whye Salakau&lt;/span&gt;. okay macam paham. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matreps have been goin in and out of this mac and apparently Wan knws almost every single one of them. like -.-, part salam bersalaman tu tolong maintain eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Waninanobyte, is in her own world, chatting away with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;E!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow! bapak RP lah! science UT was postponed. thanks eh thanks, setelah i studied my liver off goin through my 6Ps last night. klaka per. so that means, next week, we'll be havin 4 days of UT before havin our vacation. that, is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;kental.com.my&lt;/span&gt; ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE TURNED 18 TODAY. happy 18th, horny bastard! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dineshiii&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for lightening up the cls with your horny remarks everytime you breathe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww. ader makhluk lagi bersedih hati. eh Wan sumpah aku sorry seh bkk blog dier! HAHAHA. serious2, klau aku tau aku tk tnjk seh. maaf zahiir batin ah eh. da tkmu emo! come aku bagi kau Yupi burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShawzOCR1CI/AAAAAAAAB1g/XIEI6Q6_oJk/s1600-h/Picture0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShawzOCR1CI/AAAAAAAAB1g/XIEI6Q6_oJk/s400/Picture0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338648802281772066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to whoever who'll feel the pinch, i knw you're goin to read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i dint get the chance to apologise for my part. i'm sorry that i am not able to give you what you want. i'm sorry if i made you feel used. i'm sorry for being selfish, putting my pride/dignity/ego first than you. maaf zahir batin ah member! fwenzz foreva ah! hahahaha okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay cukop2. its 11 and im still at Teck Whye. melampau farah eh, naek lemak eh. okay chalo ah everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-7214251542267313673?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7214251542267313673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7214251542267313673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7214251542267313673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7214251542267313673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7214251542267313673' title='Don&apos;t let the mind keep playing you, saying you can&apos;t go on'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShawzOCR1CI/AAAAAAAAB1g/XIEI6Q6_oJk/s72-c/Picture0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1655553869995896295</id><published>2009-05-22T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T01:33:15.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just get back up when it knocks you down;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShWP0SbK9mI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/fPe3069C-2Y/s1600-h/yps-027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShWP0SbK9mI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/fPe3069C-2Y/s400/yps-027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338331061779363426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;AWESOME AH&lt;/span&gt;. im done goin through science module 6Ps like, finalloii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but(tock)! someone's being a lame ass by not teaching me the 3rd lesson of the science module, aft giving me fake hopes that he'll teach. and i actually woke him up frm his sleep by calling him when its alrd past midnighto. and for the fact that he talked in his sleep, that made me laugh my kidney off ah. bahlol betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wani just told me a horrifying news, that we cant use 6Ps for our sci UT. that, is the definition of  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'kepale otak dorg lah'&lt;/span&gt;. cmon, 6Ps are like my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;vessels&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nerves&lt;/span&gt; for tmr's UT ah pls. assholiong ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay teman-teman, its Friday alrd! Friday means going home late on Friday night aft sch, then followed by by by, weekends outing! and my weekend's full. that is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;maot.com.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah, wake up your idea and smell the frapucinno, its almost 1.30 in the morning. tidur lah kamu sebelum kamu ditidurkan. mak kau okay that sounds wrong! ape saje. da dah diaaam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1655553869995896295?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1655553869995896295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1655553869995896295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1655553869995896295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1655553869995896295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#1655553869995896295' title='Just get back up when it knocks you down;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShWP0SbK9mI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/fPe3069C-2Y/s72-c/yps-027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-198632095199278715</id><published>2009-05-19T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:01:51.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My state of mind, has finally got the best of me;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShLTofr3wxI/AAAAAAAAB1A/iQytnveLCx0/s1600-h/sunday+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShLTofr3wxI/AAAAAAAAB1A/iQytnveLCx0/s400/sunday+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337561201041195794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Mary has a little lamb&lt;/span&gt;. i have no idea why the hello am i updating my blog when i should be studying for tmr's UT. -.- my very first UT. jamban lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im wearing the Shisheido face mask, which apparently Kaya gave to almost every girl in the cls. and now, my face looked like a moronic orang minyak. scary bodoh! i dont even dare looking myself in the mirror. okay shit. its dry alrd, and i have no freaking idea how the hell to peal off the mask. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im so not goin to sleep with this black thg on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Farah you better dont sleep with the mask. Nnt soul kau tk dtg balek bile kau tdo, cause it cant recognise you." &lt;/span&gt;- Kakak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im like thr, with my mouth open like a kental. wait, is she for real? REALLY AH? okayokay i'll peal off the mask as soon as im done with this postykemama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance prac was craaazy. the warm up was, o.m.g times 6.75 ah. okay maybe i havent get use to it, which i have to soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havin &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome Tea&lt;/span&gt; tmr! and great, i dont knw what to wear! the dress code is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Glamourous Vintage&lt;/span&gt;. bapak dier lah. on a brighter side of life, Zaimah and Sufiah's comin for the welcome tea too. and so do Raz and Min! waaah this will goin to be gegegegerekkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farah, shut up and start reading on your 6Ps. kay NO! peal off the mask first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-198632095199278715?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/198632095199278715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=198632095199278715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/198632095199278715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/198632095199278715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#198632095199278715' title='My state of mind, has finally got the best of me;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShLTofr3wxI/AAAAAAAAB1A/iQytnveLCx0/s72-c/sunday+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2694399602968418014</id><published>2009-05-18T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:13:58.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You made me stand up on my own,</title><content type='html'>Dad, i think you should stop it alrd. enough of your bullshit. just, stop mistreating her. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, i knw you're strong. you knw im here, kakak's here. we'll always be thr for you &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd23/mnmelf/icons/daa3085103f5ef3f35893eae48deb9cc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2694399602968418014?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2694399602968418014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2694399602968418014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2694399602968418014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2694399602968418014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2694399602968418014' title='You made me stand up on my own,'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd23/mnmelf/icons/th_daa3085103f5ef3f35893eae48deb9cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3334333034986963475</id><published>2009-05-17T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:34:59.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you gotta break down and breathe;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShATESwccOI/AAAAAAAAB0g/hZ1Kgo5blnk/s1600-h/17052009563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShATESwccOI/AAAAAAAAB0g/hZ1Kgo5blnk/s400/17052009563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336786522909470946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say that good things take time. patient farah, patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;dearest Faiz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;though i haven’t told you how much i care, how much you mean to me, it's not a good to say that i don’t value and cherish you. if you only know how much fear of losing you, then you'll understand how much i care. it has been really great having you in my life. you have made a huge impact in my life. thanks for the times spent with me. i fear that someday time would keep us apart and you might forget me, but before it happens, i hope that you have felt, even for a single chance that i have cared for you, the best way i know. aku sayang kau, i know you know *a big big hug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pls jgn jadi kental and take your present lah cepaaat. bongok lah kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3334333034986963475?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3334333034986963475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3334333034986963475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3334333034986963475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3334333034986963475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3334333034986963475' title='Sometimes you gotta break down and breathe;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ShATESwccOI/AAAAAAAAB0g/hZ1Kgo5blnk/s72-c/17052009563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-7195017874176895487</id><published>2009-05-16T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T11:34:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the risk that I'm taking;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sg2WtECbQ4I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/ttGVI-OXR8E/s1600-h/Picture0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sg2WtECbQ4I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/ttGVI-OXR8E/s400/Picture0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336086834426102658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that is my emo picture(: cause apparently someone's being an emo kid and send me an emo msg early early in the morning with emo words. aiseybedah, guys nowadays can be very kental eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i was late for 3 days this whole week. so equal to, i was being degraded. burung makan cacing betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my aft sch with Sufiah and Zaimah. i think im blessed to have them in my cls. okay no im blessed to have all those crazy peacocks as clsmates. to think that we're goin to be in different classes nxt sem, that really break my heart into two. i can cry all night thinking abt that. okay farahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt week's UT. and i've yet to study. studyyy Boo, studyyy. think again, i think i wont study until exactly the day before the exam. cmon i've been doing that since, 18 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facials ltr, with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Jojo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Wani Waffles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Faaaaaaizzzz, whr are youuuuu. okay im havin my breakfast now. chalo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-7195017874176895487?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7195017874176895487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7195017874176895487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7195017874176895487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7195017874176895487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7195017874176895487' title='It&apos;s the risk that I&apos;m taking;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sg2WtECbQ4I/AAAAAAAAB0Y/ttGVI-OXR8E/s72-c/Picture0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-169787296970506763</id><published>2009-05-14T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:44:36.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You’re not mine to own;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgxCCyGBrOI/AAAAAAAAB0A/35_69fcKKhc/s1600-h/n642838700_1682951_7750545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgxCCyGBrOI/AAAAAAAAB0A/35_69fcKKhc/s400/n642838700_1682951_7750545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335712274101415138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk whats with the sudden fever. i hate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everythg went wrong today, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every. single. thg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- being degraded for comin late for lesson, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- sneezed non stop in cls, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- did badly during presentation by only saying one pathetic word (which i supposed i am so goin to get a D for that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- got lost and went in the wrong cls, when i was supposed to come bck to Wani's cls, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- forgot to pay my Chicken Rice (the most embarassing moment ever and that guy in the stall laughed at me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- tripped myself and fell infront of Yee Wei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is equal to, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance cls was great, good thg we have an awesome instructor. everythg was fine except for the part i had to go home alone. which means, walking all alone in that dark path. luckily i have littlemiss_mp3 with me. kay whats with the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my thoughts sorted out on my journey back home. i guess i dint really succeeded, esp with all these thgs goin on in my head. the feeling isnt nice when its one sided, in fact its even more saddening when you just dont know how the other one feels about you. thgs happened, when i least expected it, never once planned. im not expecting out of anything, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i ask too much. maybe, i expect too much. i dont wnt to rush but i also dont wnt to feel like a loser. waiting for something , yet so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;babe, its this Sunday.&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/16800437-169787296970506763?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/169787296970506763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=169787296970506763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/169787296970506763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/169787296970506763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#169787296970506763' title='You’re not mine to own;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgxCCyGBrOI/AAAAAAAAB0A/35_69fcKKhc/s72-c/n642838700_1682951_7750545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-8673241452542791410</id><published>2009-05-12T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:16:23.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not all that easy to just put aside your feelings;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgmJONbpS2I/AAAAAAAABz4/5tUSU-BHJ7c/s1600-h/Collages-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgmJONbpS2I/AAAAAAAABz4/5tUSU-BHJ7c/s400/Collages-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334946110813850466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shooty kemama, im havin interview tomorrow aft sch. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;F1 ambassador&lt;/span&gt; -.- kay shuddup, like my face? F1 ambassador? that is equal to, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'Wani is 50kg'&lt;/span&gt; ah. you got the link thr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywaaaaaay. i love today. besides havin a cute Sci faci, i have a new Sci team! :D and yay Sufiah's in my team, and Zaimah too. we had Chemistry today, chemical bonding pulak tu! like woooooooooo favourite aku oi favouriteeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wnt an 'A' for today, cause apparently i havent gotten any 'A'. macam mat sentol kan. but today i was being downgraded, for being late. ytd also! cmon ah faci, im not even 15 minutes late ah. bapak dier lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i tried switching on my mp3 just now and it works! LIKE WTH, cmon ah mp3, trying to play ard with my feelings ah? not first time knw, not funny alrd ah, tolong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its okay atleast the warranty thg with me alrd, aft bumping into Faiz at interchng -.- seriously whats me and seeing him at interchng seh. of all places? terserampak lah kt Bata ke. okay wth. and the warranty thg doesnt even look like a warranty ah, it looks more like a litter sia. sumpah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bytheway, chehhh. somebody's graduating soooon. nxt mth da jadi boy NS eh. hahahaha! see, your Momma praised me just now okay! hah! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-8673241452542791410?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/8673241452542791410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=8673241452542791410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8673241452542791410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8673241452542791410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#8673241452542791410' title='It&apos;s not all that easy to just put aside your feelings;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgmJONbpS2I/AAAAAAAABz4/5tUSU-BHJ7c/s72-c/Collages-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2693405352800796803</id><published>2009-05-11T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:01:44.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a maze and Love is a riddle;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SghUanCmXoI/AAAAAAAABzw/tesQDnpifrs/s1600-h/Picture0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SghUanCmXoI/AAAAAAAABzw/tesQDnpifrs/s400/Picture0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334606574753570434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SghUS9HeR4I/AAAAAAAABzo/CPgfYhLqgzQ/s1600-h/IMG0369A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SghUS9HeR4I/AAAAAAAABzo/CPgfYhLqgzQ/s400/IMG0369A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334606443240638338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i knw its a little bit too late to say this but Happy Mother's Day to my cutest bonda, that cutiepie whom i love times infinity times 5000.75&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs... since the payment is pure love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll promise to be a good daughter, and make you happy and bring you to spa and facials and bring you for a holiday to Jakarta so you can meet your family members there for as longgg as you wnt. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;nonsayangmak!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SghR67WFZ_I/AAAAAAAABzY/llac3dyI6Tg/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SghR67WFZ_I/AAAAAAAABzY/llac3dyI6Tg/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334603831424935922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this kental sister of mine here, just graduated this aftnoon. fuh im so proud of her. i am sucha bitchy sister since i dint attend her graduation ceremony, and see her walked up the stage with my heels and shake hands with whoever and receive her diploma. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, we're havin family photoshoot soon. if im not in the family portrait, im goin to commit suicide alrd. by covering my head in a plastic bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, dont knw what to wear tmr for sch. leceh ah poly, everyday must think what to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more leceh thg, apparently that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;loser&lt;/span&gt; asked me to teman him cut his hair tmr. kental. he asks me to give opinion on how to cut his hair. set ah, i am so goin to give him the stupidest opinion on Pluto so he'll look more retarded(: wait, he alrd is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2693405352800796803?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2693405352800796803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2693405352800796803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2693405352800796803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2693405352800796803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2693405352800796803' title='Life is a maze and Love is a riddle;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SghUanCmXoI/AAAAAAAABzw/tesQDnpifrs/s72-c/Picture0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6652866813793087387</id><published>2009-05-08T22:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T00:38:13.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'll take the truth at any cost;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgRZgNGeptI/AAAAAAAABzQ/x9clyk6lx1g/s1600-h/aku+Farahboo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgRZgNGeptI/AAAAAAAABzQ/x9clyk6lx1g/s400/aku+Farahboo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333486268521031378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) we've got the coolest female faci with the coolest English accent&lt;br /&gt;2) team 4 did great for our presentation :D&lt;br /&gt;3) my 2 breaks were awesome, esp when i had them with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Zaimah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sufiah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Izza&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Zaimah&lt;/span&gt; made me laugh til i literally rolled on the floor when she tripped while walking, that her striking orange sandal came off her foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgRIpwhmmhI/AAAAAAAABzI/8AVHU2xbSU4/s1600-h/jokan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgRIpwhmmhI/AAAAAAAABzI/8AVHU2xbSU4/s400/jokan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333467740951190034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) somebody's being his nicest self and accompanied me watch Jangan Tegur. and being the only way me and Waninanobyte to communicate, since i dint bring my phone and Waninanobyte dint turn up for sch&lt;br /&gt;6) Jangan Tegur is sucha bitch esp with the sound effect, that Takrawrep had to be my victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having dinner all by myself, when i suddenly said to myself &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"I think I'm ready."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FARAH, FOR REAL?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6652866813793087387?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6652866813793087387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6652866813793087387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6652866813793087387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6652866813793087387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#6652866813793087387' title='And I&apos;ll take the truth at any cost;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgRZgNGeptI/AAAAAAAABzQ/x9clyk6lx1g/s72-c/aku+Farahboo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6357561279175047902</id><published>2009-05-07T23:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:27:41.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I turned around and there you were;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgMG0wkMDyI/AAAAAAAABzA/USxt8ZlPuiU/s1600-h/My+Received+Files.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgMG0wkMDyI/AAAAAAAABzA/USxt8ZlPuiU/s400/My+Received+Files.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333113887196450594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i say sth? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I WANT TO WATCH JANGAN TEGUR LAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamaaak, everybody rejected me. i feel so humiliated and low. i feel dirty and smelly. kay thats because im havin my menses now. i dont care ah, im goin to bring extra cash tmr. if nobody wants to watch with me, i'll watch it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh cannot ah. i cant be watching it alone. cannot cannot. Faiz said its scary. scary gile. you dont expect me to hug and hide myself behind a stranger who's sitting nxt to me in the cinema when they're showing the scary parts right. that'll be retarded ah. the least that person can do, is to pull my tudung out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, any angel to accompany me? anybody? no? no one? nvm, you guys will suffer in future. i am so goin to curse all of you, that you will trip on a grass and fall. kay how on Jupiter will anybody even trip on a grass? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgMF6ca6wTI/AAAAAAAABy4/Yao1nvrHilc/s1600-h/mabok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgMF6ca6wTI/AAAAAAAABy4/Yao1nvrHilc/s400/mabok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333112885356446002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy ah, cnfm 100% asking for trouble. not enough freaking the hell out of me at home, he finds fault in school. i still think he is not a human. he's some sort of a, bomoh? who knows the position of the thgs in my room. jackasss lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm. i knw his &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;darkest&lt;/span&gt; secret(: oohyeahyeah Jco donuts betol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6357561279175047902?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6357561279175047902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6357561279175047902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6357561279175047902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6357561279175047902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#6357561279175047902' title='I turned around and there you were;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgMG0wkMDyI/AAAAAAAABzA/USxt8ZlPuiU/s72-c/My+Received+Files.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2893951518523363895</id><published>2009-05-06T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:49:17.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't need you to validate me;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgGlmxZWctI/AAAAAAAAByo/TBH4mYLlFao/s1600-h/sunday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgGlmxZWctI/AAAAAAAAByo/TBH4mYLlFao/s400/sunday+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332725519296656082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry lah! then that slenge Bapak finished my nasik ambeng. moron. i am so goin to sing Heartless right infront of his geeky face before pulling one of his leg hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryouts just now was juon. kay wth. say only tryout, then must do beep test. they think funny ah. penat lah abehhh. beep test can seriously drink oil alrd. you wont wnt to knw whats my result. it was so kental, that Brad Pit is goin to eat Sup Tulang ltr. first time knw i do beep test. eh but i like the sound system, like cool ah! esp the man's voice, fuh suare last warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RUNNING SPEED, 1/1... *beep* 1/2 *beep* 1/3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay sorry jakon. first timer ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"My dad told me that he can see the girl in you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehemehem! member kembang ah. i seriously dont knw what i did when we met until his ayanda said that. cmon ah eh, even my own mom asks me to be more gentle and lady-like. tell me about it -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2893951518523363895?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2893951518523363895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2893951518523363895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2893951518523363895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2893951518523363895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2893951518523363895' title='Don&apos;t need you to validate me;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgGlmxZWctI/AAAAAAAAByo/TBH4mYLlFao/s72-c/sunday+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-7421163978731357729</id><published>2009-05-05T21:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:23:23.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose;</title><content type='html'>its 5 minutes to 10 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and apparently, im being bueh-ed by an idiot. yay nyer. whr the hecky is that moronic guy, seriously. he promised he'll call at 8.15 ah, pick me up then choochoo, go off. byk nyer 8.15 eh. thanks lah, thanks thanks. alamak then tmr how! benci ah benci benci. kay wth -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like laughin my stomach off (however it'll look like) talkin to Khairi that kental. that jerk who made the whole cls laughed with his presentation. and i simply cant rmbr a day when he never made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;KHAIRI proud to: SIAL LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; FARAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;. BANYAK PEMINAT KAU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;. MUKE KAU MCM MAT SENTOL JE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;he can seriously eat shit alrd&lt;/span&gt;. find fault, mntk kene hentak ngan batu lesung ah tu anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was searching for Waninanobyte aft sch when i saw Fadh and Irfan. gosh its been so long since i saw their irritating faces. haha! i miss them alrd :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Its still fresh ah on her mind. Thats why its hard for her to forget him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I dont knw whether I'll be like that in future. i seriously dont knw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgBDFL_DhQI/AAAAAAAAByY/DHBtQvWMROI/s1600-h/Image0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgBDFL_DhQI/AAAAAAAAByY/DHBtQvWMROI/s400/Image0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332335715202336002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgBC-r4MAuI/AAAAAAAAByQ/qGWJxV_YgP8/s1600-h/Image0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgBC-r4MAuI/AAAAAAAAByQ/qGWJxV_YgP8/s400/Image0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332335603504382690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i miss this girl so much that i hugged her so tight when i saw her today. we've been not seeing each other for so long, despite our clses are exactly nxt to each other. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now then wnt to call. its almost 1030 ah. you jolly well knw my mom. loser act seh you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-7421163978731357729?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7421163978731357729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7421163978731357729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7421163978731357729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7421163978731357729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#7421163978731357729' title='Sometimes I&apos;m gonna have to lose;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SgBDFL_DhQI/AAAAAAAAByY/DHBtQvWMROI/s72-c/Image0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2456155308604913306</id><published>2009-05-04T00:36:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:02:10.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just a little bit caught in the middle;</title><content type='html'>SAKAAA. okay what the hell is that. i knw it so last season for me to update on my long weekend. but since i had an awesome somsom weekend, aku punye psl ah nk update. kau sape nk larang2 ni skrg. kay anybody, 5 minutes ah for me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8Yxx5P5SI/AAAAAAAAByA/1Vbm0aLsUHI/s1600-h/4342_74400902053_638042053_1781674_1259308_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8Yxx5P5SI/AAAAAAAAByA/1Vbm0aLsUHI/s400/4342_74400902053_638042053_1781674_1259308_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332007727316067618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meetg girlfriends was... kental. cheh tk lah! we had an awesome time tgth, laughin our asses off talkin abt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;'TRIMMING'&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha kay of all topics ah seriously. and i think it was me who started abt it. cmonnn, im just curious :D anybody, borrow scissors? kay Farah da lah, cukop2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had Breeks for the 3rd time. okay i actually counted? -.- HAHA kental seh aku. yeah so basically i was bloated right aft the meal, i was so full i cant even walk properly. that i actually fell while goin down the escalator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah bedek. false alarm tk? false alarm kan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8YGGt9DdI/AAAAAAAABx4/YWcf39Cx0io/s1600-h/Blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8YGGt9DdI/AAAAAAAABx4/YWcf39Cx0io/s400/Blood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332006976991595986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8WrLwQuXI/AAAAAAAABxw/TgcFeHuHPBw/s1600-h/02052009325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8WrLwQuXI/AAAAAAAABxw/TgcFeHuHPBw/s400/02052009325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332005414975355250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8V8OKbn2I/AAAAAAAABxo/gjcPdzxWF8g/s1600-h/02052009309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8V8OKbn2I/AAAAAAAABxo/gjcPdzxWF8g/s400/02052009309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332004608168140642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you wont wnt to knw what happened on Sunday. i shouldnt even mention cause it was so slenge and embarassing. end up what, go AH take pictures and bought cookies. not funny ah i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilling with them is forever funny. we took tons of stupid pictures, which apparently Fathin's face looked like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;swine&lt;/span&gt; in one of the pictures. HAHAHA serious joke of the hour seh tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8VAuqdF4I/AAAAAAAABxg/S6C_lcwxwlg/s1600-h/sunday+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8VAuqdF4I/AAAAAAAABxg/S6C_lcwxwlg/s400/sunday+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332003586100238210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8Ui_sw8TI/AAAAAAAABxY/XtxhYYMRhXk/s1600-h/sunday+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8Ui_sw8TI/AAAAAAAABxY/XtxhYYMRhXk/s400/sunday+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332003075277254962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8UM1ZgTqI/AAAAAAAABxQ/uiy9rJ6FdDg/s1600-h/sunday+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8UM1ZgTqI/AAAAAAAABxQ/uiy9rJ6FdDg/s400/sunday+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332002694554996386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf3IuyQhP9I/AAAAAAAABxI/JCBL6Ql9Z2s/s1600-h/sunday+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf3IuyQhP9I/AAAAAAAABxI/JCBL6Ql9Z2s/s400/sunday+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331638239967133650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway! a swine taught me sth ; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Only time will tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2456155308604913306?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2456155308604913306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2456155308604913306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2456155308604913306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2456155308604913306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2456155308604913306' title='I&apos;m just a little bit caught in the middle;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sf8Yxx5P5SI/AAAAAAAAByA/1Vbm0aLsUHI/s72-c/4342_74400902053_638042053_1781674_1259308_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3975896873018042535</id><published>2009-05-01T00:10:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:19:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just keep pushing on;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfnpVzPkesI/AAAAAAAABw4/TF3c4_9MwFc/s1600-h/girlkawans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfnpVzPkesI/AAAAAAAABw4/TF3c4_9MwFc/s400/girlkawans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330548194711730882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad im havin a long weekend this week. i just need a break from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;doing/rushing/kanchiong-ing&lt;/span&gt; or whatever you call it over doing powerpt slides and doing presentation every single day. others may be enjoying doin it but i dont. i just dont. i dont knw why. ytd was horrible. we were all rushing doing the powerpt that we have no time to go for break. pokka betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just me. maybe i havent get use to the system. i've been not putting my 100% in cls. i cant seem to catch whatever facis say. i think im still in my holiday mode. like cmon, 6 months of break. then suddenly it all comes bck to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"y=mx+c"&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;gradient of line&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;equation of the graph&lt;/span&gt;". batu lesung laaaaaaaaaah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may have the best clsmates ever. i may have the most sickening and irritating faci who explored my laptop then came to me and suddenly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Aww Farah bad news. Someone just ask you for a break up."&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA that's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt;, and im happier than happy to have an idiot for a faci. but i still dont feel belonged in sch. fact remains, i cant seem to let go of my sec sch life. eee Farah, loser act seh kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i just need to push myself. and put in more effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im goin out soon. i just need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just look at my arm. Masya Allah seh Farah. okay da diam, i knw i seriously need a liposuction -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfqEfFgma4I/AAAAAAAABxA/xeREaAtkKOE/s1600-h/Picture0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfqEfFgma4I/AAAAAAAABxA/xeREaAtkKOE/s400/Picture0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330718778536127362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sfnoi8zXj0I/AAAAAAAABwo/Xb4R69clGDE/s1600-h/Picture0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sfnoi8zXj0I/AAAAAAAABwo/Xb4R69clGDE/s400/Picture0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330547321104469826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfnoSV5_IVI/AAAAAAAABwg/svhB2V9ifhU/s1600-h/Picture0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfnoSV5_IVI/AAAAAAAABwg/svhB2V9ifhU/s400/Picture0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330547035785339218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfnoBnKFw9I/AAAAAAAABwY/yEDXbL-hZno/s1600-h/Picture0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfnoBnKFw9I/AAAAAAAABwY/yEDXbL-hZno/s400/Picture0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330546748358509522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3975896873018042535?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3975896873018042535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3975896873018042535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3975896873018042535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3975896873018042535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3975896873018042535' title='Just keep pushing on;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfnpVzPkesI/AAAAAAAABw4/TF3c4_9MwFc/s72-c/girlkawans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5937403335167638367</id><published>2009-04-28T22:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:46:18.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don’t mean to drag it on;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sfcgt-MVu_I/AAAAAAAABwI/T10h0CrIBm8/s1600-h/My+Received+Files.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sfcgt-MVu_I/AAAAAAAABwI/T10h0CrIBm8/s400/My+Received+Files.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329764658177227762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh how come i looked like a joker ah. scary bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay thats not the point. i was seriously sleepy the whole time in sch today. okay lah not the whole time but still, one quarter of the whole time. so that makes, 0.25 of the whole time. okay farah dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept the whole of 1st break. like wth? oh and 6P's presentation. Faci's presenting her powerpoint, and me, step facing the screen. padahal i was sleeping soundly, dreaming about kambing biri-biri. okay wth. serious ah goner seh. cannot make it alrd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really start being a kental and sleep early ah eh. like sleep by 10pm ke. latest 11 ke. but! thats not goin to happen, cause apparently, now its 30mins to midnight. darn. muttons to midnight betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr, i'll be touring ard Rp for cca :D okay fine its not called cca, its IG programme. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I, AM SO GONNA JOIN LION DANCE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"It takes two to lie. One to lie, one to listen."&lt;/span&gt; Rin on the Rox taught me that knooow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-5937403335167638367?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5937403335167638367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5937403335167638367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5937403335167638367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5937403335167638367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5937403335167638367' title='I don’t mean to drag it on;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sfcgt-MVu_I/AAAAAAAABwI/T10h0CrIBm8/s72-c/My+Received+Files.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5438409501082619851</id><published>2009-04-27T21:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T00:28:07.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping my faith when it's gone;</title><content type='html'>RJ can seriously mati lah. its only the second week of school and im alrd sick of doing it. how the hello kitty am i goin to survive for the next 3 years doin that every single day. every single day tau, kawan-kawan. kental eh kite? kay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crawled over Jojo's place aft sch. since &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt; dint wnt to go bck home. bapok seh. and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;somebody&lt;/span&gt;'s being emo and dint wnt to take pictures with us. bapok siam seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went thr to, eat! :D okay bedek. oh and i left my green tea in her fridge. then just now i miss my green tea so much that i wnt to eat my mom's kuali. okay farah wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXTBl5bEFI/AAAAAAAABvg/NOb4DZQknR4/s1600-h/DSC01293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXTBl5bEFI/AAAAAAAABvg/NOb4DZQknR4/s400/DSC01293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397758369140818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXV_lav7hI/AAAAAAAABvo/Qdt_iix2T3M/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXV_lav7hI/AAAAAAAABvo/Qdt_iix2T3M/s400/DSC01333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329401022415629842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXSlxOWmBI/AAAAAAAABvY/QCMLUEsLqDw/s1600-h/DSC01301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXSlxOWmBI/AAAAAAAABvY/QCMLUEsLqDw/s400/DSC01301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397280373381138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXSbRnP1oI/AAAAAAAABvQ/mINjuiq7L3k/s1600-h/DSC01307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXSbRnP1oI/AAAAAAAABvQ/mINjuiq7L3k/s400/DSC01307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329397100089169538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXRZZC2x7I/AAAAAAAABvI/MfZdkUgkG5c/s1600-h/DSC01322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXRZZC2x7I/AAAAAAAABvI/MfZdkUgkG5c/s400/DSC01322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329395968212649906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXRJgzsGlI/AAAAAAAABvA/Q-ZsxedvmJw/s1600-h/DSC01332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXRJgzsGlI/AAAAAAAABvA/Q-ZsxedvmJw/s400/DSC01332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329395695418612306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jojo's forever with her Maths. she watched videos relating Maths. and she listens to Maths jokes. hahaha thats why i love her. we are so meeting this Friday, to Pulau Tekong. kay whr is that place? i dont knw, cause, we're not goin thr! :D somebody, give me 5 mins? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont knw whats me and bumping into this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;'gua suka lu suka'&lt;/span&gt; guy in interchange. did a little shopping with him ytd and it was rather, lovely? hehehehehe. eee mentel nyer. haha! kay shuddup alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXQ_4Xie6I/AAAAAAAABu4/sU4_yczqS04/s1600-h/P260409_20.44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXQ_4Xie6I/AAAAAAAABu4/sU4_yczqS04/s400/P260409_20.44.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329395529944300450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-5438409501082619851?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5438409501082619851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5438409501082619851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5438409501082619851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5438409501082619851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5438409501082619851' title='Keeping my faith when it&apos;s gone;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfXTBl5bEFI/AAAAAAAABvg/NOb4DZQknR4/s72-c/DSC01293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6815333905105154547</id><published>2009-04-25T01:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:06:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my pillar of strength;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfH7paMMUPI/AAAAAAAABuo/HGB5ZRZwILI/s1600-h/sp_a6061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328316522979676402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfH7paMMUPI/AAAAAAAABuo/HGB5ZRZwILI/s400/sp_a6061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;kebabombom, its the 25th alrd! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;Happy 45th Birthday, Mom(: May your birthday brings you lots of happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;i respect the patience you always have with me esp durin times we dont agree. please always know im so grateful to have you. being my constant source of guidance, source of support and encouragement. and most of all, for being my pillar of strength. its been always you, who teach me h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;ow to be strong no matter what happens. thank you mom, for &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;everythg&lt;/span&gt;. i truly do love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6815333905105154547?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6815333905105154547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6815333905105154547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6815333905105154547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6815333905105154547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6815333905105154547' title='to my pillar of strength;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfH7paMMUPI/AAAAAAAABuo/HGB5ZRZwILI/s72-c/sp_a6061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-809382207870153710</id><published>2009-04-23T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:45:15.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking how the story goes helpless;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfCN2DUo3YI/AAAAAAAABug/VRwiG-sIZe8/s1600-h/aku+Farahboo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfCN2DUo3YI/AAAAAAAABug/VRwiG-sIZe8/s400/aku+Farahboo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327914318923619714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay McSpicy. apparently i embarassed myself durin presentation today. instead of sayin Kabaddi, i mentioned Bakkadi. my clsmates, being their asshole selves, laughed at me like thr's no tomorrow. until i had to wait infront of the cls, for them to stop laughin so i could continue with my presentation. batu lesung betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and someone wore green long sleeves shirt with me today. thanks lah eh, mcm da pakat gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning to watch movie next week with clsmates. and guess whats the slenge-est thg those two peacocks can come up with? we have to wear our sec sch u durin cls outg nxt week. thanks but no thanks lah eh, i'll look kental with Ai sch u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waninanobyte the girl_random made me laugh the whole time today. with her random comments. oh and she spotted a 'matrep' who actually turned out to be Faiz when we were at causeway pt just now. our conversation was classic habes ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;girl_random : oi oi, matrep matrep. tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aku : mane? mane ader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;girl_rabdom : ituuu. kt dpn tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aku : mane?! tu bdk cine lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;girl_random : aper bdk cine? yg itu lah, yg topi tinggi tu. typical matrep seh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aku : MANE? eh tu kan Faiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;girl_random : aper kau, Faiz? bkn lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aku : eh jap jap. eh aah lah tu Faiz lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;girl_random : eh? eh aah lah! FAIIIIIIIIIIIIIZZZZZZZZZZ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha relek ah Wani, tk payah pekik pekik per. public seh. luckily he dint hear. and i have no idea how can i recognised him from the back lah. okay atleast that was sth, rather than Wani, who claimed she could tell that was really Faiz by the way he chewed his food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Actually aku ingatkn tu matrep mane. ngan topi dier, ngan sluar kasot dier. Tapi bile aku tgk dier kunyah mknan, ah aku tau tu nmpk sah Faiz."&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHA mrepek perrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving mohan! hangout at library with Fili til night. and confirm alrd, Fili's my counsellor(: thanks a million kay babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Eh Farah kau nk tau sth, aku nk bilang kau bende."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Tknk lah nnt kau takot kan aku lagi mcm haritu! Bodoh lah kau."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Tak tak, serious. Ni barang baek punye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Diam lah. Aku tknk dgr!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Asal nari kau lawa ah? Haha. Pakai hijau plak tu, fav color aku. Mcm da janji gitu eh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i gave him the "i think you can shuddup now" face, and pushed his laptop. somebody anybody, 5 mins for him? terime kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-809382207870153710?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/809382207870153710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=809382207870153710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/809382207870153710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/809382207870153710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#809382207870153710' title='thinking how the story goes helpless;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SfCN2DUo3YI/AAAAAAAABug/VRwiG-sIZe8/s72-c/aku+Farahboo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5382351105860580557</id><published>2009-04-23T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T13:17:33.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought it'll be easy, I was wrong;</title><content type='html'>i just had my lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Fadhly, thanks Irfan. i get what you guys mean. i really do. and what else can i say, you guys are very right. it really hit me, right on my face. now i feel like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to Waninanobyte. you've always been there, for me. i owe you alot, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever happens, i just want a favour from you. just one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-5382351105860580557?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5382351105860580557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5382351105860580557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5382351105860580557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5382351105860580557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5382351105860580557' title='I thought it&apos;ll be easy, I was wrong;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1257178866873849992</id><published>2009-04-22T23:11:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:08:36.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how can I decide what's right;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se85oDj1xAI/AAAAAAAABuQ/6w6-ZjyfzFU/s1600-h/Image0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se85oDj1xAI/AAAAAAAABuQ/6w6-ZjyfzFU/s400/Image0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327540244515767298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se84_aZ5exI/AAAAAAAABuI/nmkVs9XD2TE/s1600-h/Image0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se84_aZ5exI/AAAAAAAABuI/nmkVs9XD2TE/s400/Image0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327539546273446674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se83gtVy57I/AAAAAAAABt4/31t51CWRBhM/s1600-h/Image0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se83gtVy57I/AAAAAAAABt4/31t51CWRBhM/s400/Image0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327537919268939698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se83HZcc4xI/AAAAAAAABto/FTsCdO-5GM0/s1600-h/Image0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se83HZcc4xI/AAAAAAAABto/FTsCdO-5GM0/s400/Image0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327537484431418130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's a tiger, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOTONG KURITA :D okay so school's been great. especially when you're in the most chaotic cls with the students screaming their lungs out cheering everytime when a team is about to do presentation. and when you have the most gerek-est faci who came in the cls and went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Do you guys know that Indians' penises are short?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELLO KITTY AH MR ROY. get a life ah please. and he actually told us that monkeys' brains are nice. he tried eating them before. okay now thats gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow school, yessah. oh E37D's smangat benar, ChenHui's planning an outing to Ubin soon. best eh, seperti biase jugakkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up Jojo aft school. waaah, and she was drowned in her own saliva when we came -.- kental seh kau Saj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long since we 3 met, ni betol. so, our energy level were above average ah the whole time. we were like makin fool out of ourselves in Tamp 1. and changing the tune of Never Be Replaced. and dancing to the stupid music in the Looney shop. and Jojo claimed that she has a dick stuck on her butt. imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se87mC4lkgI/AAAAAAAABuY/CnB1hPXk6tc/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se87mC4lkgI/AAAAAAAABuY/CnB1hPXk6tc/s400/DSC01205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327542408997868034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se82OQ-oy8I/AAAAAAAABtY/96tFfskeRb0/s1600-h/DSC01221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se82OQ-oy8I/AAAAAAAABtY/96tFfskeRb0/s400/DSC01221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327536502906342338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Kau stress tk?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"Stress ah abehhh. Hari2 presentation. Kental per."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Aku ni lagi stress! Aku maseh tk dpt number ni bdk ni. Dari semalam seh aku mintak."&lt;/span&gt; *giving me the look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"HAHAHAHA. Mrepek lah kauuu!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i tonyol his head. stupiddd lizard vegetarian, who freak the hell out of me in the middle of the night. asshole kan. rembat ah, mau per.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1257178866873849992?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1257178866873849992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1257178866873849992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1257178866873849992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1257178866873849992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#1257178866873849992' title='how can I decide what&apos;s right;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Se85oDj1xAI/AAAAAAAABuQ/6w6-ZjyfzFU/s72-c/Image0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6877100551883222370</id><published>2009-04-19T23:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:35:46.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to change my ways;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SetgDfJ9wwI/AAAAAAAABtQ/pAK7RRG8534/s1600-h/3195_71562074081_653589081_1492679_6029747_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SetgDfJ9wwI/AAAAAAAABtQ/pAK7RRG8534/s400/3195_71562074081_653589081_1492679_6029747_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326456597314913026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baek per, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;besok skola&lt;/span&gt;! -.- and now i cant sleep, and im hungry. biase jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woh someone turned 9 today. Ifan the Bakugan freak. he got alot of stuffs, frm us. i cant believe it i actually gotten him a new green Bakugan. i have no idea whats the use of that ball-like thingy but please eh, it costs alot ah. 10bucks for one ball-like thingy which can open up when its being thrown? kental per.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom actaully gave him 2 Ben 10 shirts and new slipper, which I CAN FIT INTO. Ifan seriously ah, terlalu sihat ah kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SetX0sZKhtI/AAAAAAAABtA/oxUCcTcypqs/s1600-h/IMG0336A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SetX0sZKhtI/AAAAAAAABtA/oxUCcTcypqs/s400/IMG0336A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326447547077265106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cake kental, seperti biase, Power Ranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did last minute shopping for sch. shoot and i think i made Waninanobyte pedih pedih spicy cause i made her wait for nth. since at the end of the day i dint even met her. kay i feel useless now. i'll make it up to you soon =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop punye shop, ended up i dint get my laptop bag. which is the whole purpose of me goin out today. then i have to use the white styrofoam thg for my laptop cover. mak kau, kental per Farah. but lookin on the bright side of kehidupan, i bought alot at Cotton On. cheaaap maha cheap okay the stuffs thr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think i should shut up now. and iron tomorrow's stuffs. which, i have no idea what are they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1) Must &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really go? Tampines and Yishun are veryyy far okay ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like hell ):&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/16800437-6877100551883222370?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6877100551883222370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6877100551883222370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6877100551883222370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6877100551883222370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6877100551883222370' title='I need to change my ways;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SetgDfJ9wwI/AAAAAAAABtQ/pAK7RRG8534/s72-c/3195_71562074081_653589081_1492679_6029747_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-4298779761321756921</id><published>2009-04-16T23:03:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T01:12:53.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't about how fast I get there;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;SLURPEES&lt;/span&gt; :D when i said &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i love them&lt;/span&gt;, i really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedN0E2asOI/AAAAAAAABs4/5bwKXAYYrZU/s1600-h/Photo2603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedN0E2asOI/AAAAAAAABs4/5bwKXAYYrZU/s400/Photo2603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325310641439420642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedNrGrhHtI/AAAAAAAABsw/pTY9xY7ADXE/s1600-h/3195_71068449081_653589081_1486297_5908487_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedNrGrhHtI/AAAAAAAABsw/pTY9xY7ADXE/s400/3195_71068449081_653589081_1486297_5908487_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325310487311752914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedNf9p0PsI/AAAAAAAABso/uxeJPziDbpo/s1600-h/3195_71068479081_653589081_1486303_7236414_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedNFioB39I/AAAAAAAABsY/SopPa4yNilw/s400/3195_71068524081_653589081_1486309_1152378_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325309841978286034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedM81mmV2I/AAAAAAAABsQ/Bjd4lluOyHY/s1600-h/Photo2588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedM81mmV2I/AAAAAAAABsQ/Bjd4lluOyHY/s400/Photo2588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325309692453738338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedMbqWnbtI/AAAAAAAABsI/ESXJrIhfNr8/s1600-h/Photo2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedMbqWnbtI/AAAAAAAABsI/ESXJrIhfNr8/s400/Photo2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325309122498227922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedLBCBp6BI/AAAAAAAABsA/CLgSTZprLq4/s1600-h/3195_71068399081_653589081_1486290_4987446_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedLBCBp6BI/AAAAAAAABsA/CLgSTZprLq4/s400/3195_71068399081_653589081_1486290_4987446_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325307565484664850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be the last day of orientation. okay lah bagi chance lah, i'll somehow miss everythg (though nth beats Tprawks). I'll miss havin lunchbreaks with Mira and Sham and Aarthi and Diana. when i actually laughed my ass off when Diana claimed she choked on her mee soto oil. like of all thgs she choked on? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mr Hotstuff&lt;/span&gt; dint turn up today. like, alah whyyy. HAHA kay wth. coolest thg was we were both wearing Green Adidas shirt ytd :D cool eh cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh i'll never forget the most embarassing moment when i registered to the wrong station and went in Agora Hall 4, which is for sch of Engineering. all eyes were on me when i came in cause i was 1 hour late. then dgn muke confident seratus peratus i sat with them. then i only realised im in the wrong hall when the grp leader was like "OKAY SEG GIVE ME ONE CLAP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, wait WHAT, SEG?! makkk then i was still in denial, that i asked the person behind me whether im in the wrong hall. kental seh. then i straight away get out of that hall ah. tsk Farah Farah, cannot make it ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow jam and hop, like yay. oh aah we have to report to our clsrooms tomorrow. and best per, i just knw everyone will be mixed per cls. as in diff courses frm diff SCHOOLS. bengot seh. i thought it'll gonna be diff courses within the school ah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedKla7C-8I/AAAAAAAABr4/N-UQ5u7BChI/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedKla7C-8I/AAAAAAAABr4/N-UQ5u7BChI/s400/DSC00075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325307091131497410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedKC74xC5I/AAAAAAAABrw/4W06RUKBYI8/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedKC74xC5I/AAAAAAAABrw/4W06RUKBYI8/s400/DSC00078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325306498684881810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedJ0jOVbQI/AAAAAAAABro/QXbOIkO96wI/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedJ0jOVbQI/AAAAAAAABro/QXbOIkO96wI/s400/DSC00097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325306251546291458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel stupid yet cool wearing Rp's shirt and ITE's lanyard. the lanyard like cool only. how come i dint get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we saw the Nursing book, "EH DOK TEBAL NYER! OTAK TERBURAI SEH BLAJA." hahaha like cool ah the word 'terburai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ITE students can call themselves Poly students alrd. sch frm 8 to 6? mate terburai seh gitu mcm. like cmon ah, my sch starts at 830 and finishes latest at 4 ah everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alah nvm lah, you ppl should be given more time in sch to study(: okay Farah diam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4298779761321756921?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4298779761321756921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4298779761321756921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4298779761321756921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4298779761321756921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#4298779761321756921' title='Ain&apos;t about how fast I get there;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SedN0E2asOI/AAAAAAAABs4/5bwKXAYYrZU/s72-c/Photo2603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-7079274754141583638</id><published>2009-04-15T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:24:12.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she says to herself you've left before;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeS8MwpqbNI/AAAAAAAABrg/AdiUAcrO9EI/s1600-h/aku+Farahboo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeS8MwpqbNI/AAAAAAAABrg/AdiUAcrO9EI/s400/aku+Farahboo-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324587586862869714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;check jam; 3:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay i have no idea why am i still awake when i have orientation later on. i have to wake up at 6. which, i dont even knw whether it'll happen. kental seh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SOH freshman orientation was... seriously. 3 dots ah for the freshman orientation. cause whyyy, thr's no cute guys in my sch. you tell me. and worst when Haiqal cabot-ed and left. good thg i alrd made some friends. if not, da sah loner seh that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and tmr will be orientation for all year ones :D i cant wait for jam and hop on Friday. im so gonna dance my mouth off. okay what the hello kitty. i miss jam and hop durin RedCamp, when i danced like thr's no tomorrow with Fiyah and Fathin(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;apple bottom jeans boots with the fur! justtt when i thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'s cute (since he's a chinese mix) and plus he's nice and all. and when i thought im havin a crush on him, which is so fast and furious since i only knw him for a few hours when he tagged along and jogged with me and ______. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; received a phonecall and he was like "Ah this ringtone my girlf... Hi babe!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;chewing gum betol. its okay Farah. now i knw why thr's such phrase as "Life is unfair". hahahah okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;eh da lah. i seriously have to sleep. and dream of J.Co donuts. eh shit lah now im craving for J.Co donuts. Jojo, pegi Jb lagi ah jom? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Give her two&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, each with a note. The first note says&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;'For the woman I love'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and the  second,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'For my best friend.' &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/16800437-7079274754141583638?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7079274754141583638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7079274754141583638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7079274754141583638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7079274754141583638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#7079274754141583638' title='she says to herself you&apos;ve left before;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeS8MwpqbNI/AAAAAAAABrg/AdiUAcrO9EI/s72-c/aku+Farahboo-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6751457593764392456</id><published>2009-04-12T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:36:11.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with every cruel intention you helped me find my independence;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeIc_OWMNQI/AAAAAAAABrY/ZAzDpI4OkUg/s1600-h/IMG0293A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeIc_OWMNQI/AAAAAAAABrY/ZAzDpI4OkUg/s400/IMG0293A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323849582013854978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im missing my hair alrd! my hair with that length, which can touch my bra on my bck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares, i always love hair treatments. esp the shampoo part. but i think the lady's fingernails too long ah. and it hurts when she was massaging my head. my hair smells extra niiice now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shoot. im havin freshman orientation tomorrow. and i dont even knw what to bring and what to wear. kental per.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, late night calls never fail to make me laugh my ass off(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Thanks for makin me realise my stupidity. Wat a great part time gf u are. Haha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i helped a friend. yay. eh tapi part time girlf tk perlu eh -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6751457593764392456?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6751457593764392456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6751457593764392456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6751457593764392456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6751457593764392456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6751457593764392456' title='with every cruel intention you helped me find my independence;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeIc_OWMNQI/AAAAAAAABrY/ZAzDpI4OkUg/s72-c/IMG0293A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3195878361361445642</id><published>2009-04-11T16:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:52:16.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never forget what a man says to you when he is angry;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeBgUbkt1TI/AAAAAAAABrI/yYuHVv0e01E/s1600-h/aku+Farahboo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeBgUbkt1TI/AAAAAAAABrI/yYuHVv0e01E/s400/aku+Farahboo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323360663667332402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hangin out at Audylala's place is always happening. esp when thr were 6 horny guys ard. i have no freaking idea what the hello kitty they were doin in the room, screaming and laughin their lungs out. and Firman actually walked out frm the kitchen holding a knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whreas us, the Non-smokers, chillpill in the living room with the laptop. hahaha Deddy, kau butterface lah! (: and please lah buat iced Milo kau sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and Wani made a huge mess out of Audylala's room. we explored his wardrobe and tried out his hoodies! hoody macam hoody matrep. and we tried to shift his furnitures ard, but soon realised his room is too small. hahaha classic part, Wani broke his study table. oh and we pillow fight! and i actually made Audylala's lips to bleed. ganas per aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohhh, and somebody's sulking because Wani spilled sugar and he had to clear the mess. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeBkJrtNNEI/AAAAAAAABrQ/D5E2UboaW94/s1600-h/2008-08-01_0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeBkJrtNNEI/AAAAAAAABrQ/D5E2UboaW94/s400/2008-08-01_0313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323364877065860162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must go to this freaking swimming complex. before sch starts if possible. just look at the slides lah! well compared to other swimming complex. cnfm pregnant woman can get miscarriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to say this but i think my life's better off without you. times like this i think you dont make any goddam difference in my life. whats your bloody problem to say that to me. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;sorry, but i think you can f.o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;dont blame me if my mouth simply doesnt want to open up and answer a letter to you. i have a right to my anger. and i dont wnt anybody tellin me i shouldnt be, that it's not nice to be, and that sth's wrong with me because i get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope i'll be back tomorrow&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3195878361361445642?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3195878361361445642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3195878361361445642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3195878361361445642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3195878361361445642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3195878361361445642' title='Never forget what a man says to you when he is angry;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SeBgUbkt1TI/AAAAAAAABrI/yYuHVv0e01E/s72-c/aku+Farahboo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5782859515484460772</id><published>2009-04-10T23:40:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T03:09:53.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gonna happen and it's supposed to happen;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9qixN2AiI/AAAAAAAABqo/mhySLDwdc64/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9qixN2AiI/AAAAAAAABqo/mhySLDwdc64/s400/DSC01109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323090430134714914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9qfQ7-G3I/AAAAAAAABqg/n7DIEqXHgno/s1600-h/DSC01099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9qfQ7-G3I/AAAAAAAABqg/n7DIEqXHgno/s400/DSC01099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323090369930206066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9qay81NKI/AAAAAAAABqY/H-7rS-kpYRs/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9qay81NKI/AAAAAAAABqY/H-7rS-kpYRs/s400/DSC01097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323090293161276578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9qWAVzCUI/AAAAAAAABqQ/WKGSDNlVzF4/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9qWAVzCUI/AAAAAAAABqQ/WKGSDNlVzF4/s400/DSC01075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323090210856307010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9p4u0DyvI/AAAAAAAABqA/-IanwwA1b68/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9p4u0DyvI/AAAAAAAABqA/-IanwwA1b68/s400/DSC01112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323089707935189746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9pPHmv_mI/AAAAAAAABpw/zmM8Spb8uIQ/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9pPHmv_mI/AAAAAAAABpw/zmM8Spb8uIQ/s400/DSC01092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323088993035746914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9pH0HCDdI/AAAAAAAABpo/HZXJjXta7LM/s1600-h/DSC01089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9pH0HCDdI/AAAAAAAABpo/HZXJjXta7LM/s400/DSC01089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323088867543354834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9o9bUxu4I/AAAAAAAABpg/VMFIGv4EEpg/s1600-h/DSC01088%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9o9bUxu4I/AAAAAAAABpg/VMFIGv4EEpg/s400/DSC01088%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323088689091427202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$%$#^%&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;^%^&amp;amp;$^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is blogger's blood problem. my entry went missing when i published it. only left with pictures. thanks ah dok, thanks. alamak, kasi mkn telor mentah baru tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i typed nicenice funnyfunny alrd know. legong seh. i dont wnt to type anymore ah. my backbone hurts. my butt too =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast with Audylala and Waninanobyte tomorrow morning. harap2 boleh bangun ah. okay chalo :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-5782859515484460772?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5782859515484460772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5782859515484460772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5782859515484460772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5782859515484460772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5782859515484460772' title='It&apos;s gonna happen and it&apos;s supposed to happen;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd9qixN2AiI/AAAAAAAABqo/mhySLDwdc64/s72-c/DSC01109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-270758089503881995</id><published>2009-04-09T23:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T02:07:10.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we don't fight fair;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd4Y5fETAbI/AAAAAAAABoo/wum8VyAbF3o/s1600-h/IMG0268A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd4Y5fETAbI/AAAAAAAABoo/wum8VyAbF3o/s400/IMG0268A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322719185469637042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd4bJmyJC9I/AAAAAAAABo4/6zlPlq0kAoM/s1600-h/IMG0260A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd4bJmyJC9I/AAAAAAAABo4/6zlPlq0kAoM/s400/IMG0260A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322721661442132946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;janji Melayu = janji Keling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so plans to Marina Barrage was, partially cancelled. cause apparently Jojo told me that Fili was still asleep at 2. i was like, "DAMN KE DAMNDAMN" and chilled with lappy til Fili texted me at 3 and she was like, "WHR ARE YOU. we reached marina barrage alrd"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, thaaanks. was Jojo tryin to April Fool me or sth. if she was, someone please tell her that its alrd the 9th. hahaha. so i rushed and ended up, met Fili and Faizah at Bugis instead to have our late lunch. bermakna, my feet dint even step Marina Barrage. i wnt to go thrrrrrrrrrrr! at night ah tapi. nicer they say. whoever they are. HAHA. da diam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wnt to shop at Bugis. okay tak, i MUST shop thr. thr's just so many thgs i wnt to buy. tops to skirts to bags :D buttt, i got no cash. yay yay. buat party ah -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i have to go swimming tmr. with, your honour, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ifan the hiphop dancer&lt;/span&gt;. hahahahah have i told you his teacher signed him up for hiphop dance cls. that, is pure cool. and he showed me what he learnt today - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;balancing himself&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHAHAHA, that Ifan can be really cute ah at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual. im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dearest Kental, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;in life, there's many things that we have to learn to let go. and loving someone is setting them free, letting them go. and you must know that the art of losing is not hard to master. kay da jgn nk step emo(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-270758089503881995?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/270758089503881995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=270758089503881995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/270758089503881995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/270758089503881995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#270758089503881995' title='we don&apos;t fight fair;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sd4Y5fETAbI/AAAAAAAABoo/wum8VyAbF3o/s72-c/IMG0268A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6286408276780320427</id><published>2009-04-08T02:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T04:00:26.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chances fading now, patience running out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SduZy9x7XvI/AAAAAAAABoQ/wemkyPR7JvQ/s1600-h/aku+Farahboo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SduZy9x7XvI/AAAAAAAABoQ/wemkyPR7JvQ/s400/aku+Farahboo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322016485524856562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to Raja, FangLi and Azuan aka... okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syafat asked me to get myself some bread and nutella. how i wish i could. Wani, made me nutella waffle. whats ppl and nutella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SduwArCAQQI/AAAAAAAABog/1HmfEd1mNtA/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SduwArCAQQI/AAAAAAAABog/1HmfEd1mNtA/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322040910265991426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s happy 3 hours 54 minutes. i have a steady alrd knowww. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6286408276780320427?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6286408276780320427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6286408276780320427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6286408276780320427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6286408276780320427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#6286408276780320427' title='chances fading now, patience running out'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SduZy9x7XvI/AAAAAAAABoQ/wemkyPR7JvQ/s72-c/aku+Farahboo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1244886038734384820</id><published>2009-04-06T01:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T02:51:24.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’ve sworn you to dead;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdjyLX5SrZI/AAAAAAAABoI/5Wy5nznhUjs/s1600-h/CIMG3990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdjyLX5SrZI/AAAAAAAABoI/5Wy5nznhUjs/s400/CIMG3990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321269236945038738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sdjx_oELakI/AAAAAAAABoA/vGXDQTdeGvw/s1600-h/CIMG3985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sdjx_oELakI/AAAAAAAABoA/vGXDQTdeGvw/s400/CIMG3985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321269035127237186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdjxyBhavoI/AAAAAAAABn4/0YDs_9P-iU8/s1600-h/CIMG3986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdjxyBhavoI/AAAAAAAABn4/0YDs_9P-iU8/s400/CIMG3986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321268801442594434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd was pure retardation. planned to visit Ziela's mom before watchin Kakak's performance. end up i dint even visit Ziela's mom. cause apparently im supposed to meet Rape the asshole at Dhoby Ghaut at 1220, but im still at Northpt with the girls searching for stuffs at 1210. moron kan. i can never be on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole thg was fine. Kakak looked gorgeous cum pretty, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;gor&lt;/span&gt;geous + pret&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ty&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;gor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ty&lt;/span&gt;. hahahaha eh favourite game eh, pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fats and blubber were being pinched the whole time by that jackass. and it hurts ah. like he pinched with his fullest strength. then i smacked him on the stomach. then he knocked my head. and he blocked my way and dint let me sit frm Potong Pasir atw to Dhoby Ghaut, which actually made this Bangla to laugh lookin at us. asshole ah that guy seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to wrap thgs up, my post title is for him. hahaha strong eh? i hate him, so? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1244886038734384820?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1244886038734384820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1244886038734384820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1244886038734384820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1244886038734384820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#1244886038734384820' title='I’ve sworn you to dead;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdjyLX5SrZI/AAAAAAAABoI/5Wy5nznhUjs/s72-c/CIMG3990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5596390668650252949</id><published>2009-04-05T01:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:56:09.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to whom it may concern,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdeVZBMARbI/AAAAAAAABnw/i2jUz--6cPc/s1600-h/Picture0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdeVZBMARbI/AAAAAAAABnw/i2jUz--6cPc/s400/Picture0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320885741809583538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;this is for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i dont knw why i am posting abt this. i just wnt to pour out everythg. okay atleast part of the 'everythg'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;its been like this since idk when, and its been goin on and on and on. to tell you the truth, i think we are pathetic. very very pathetic. im sure you knw. do you even rmbr whens the last time we met? i doubt so. i knw im a bitch to say this but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;i just dont feel the sparks anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a very nice guy who never fails to text me everyday. and i really mean every single day. even aft your tiring soccer trng. you spare your time for me, by text. that, i appreciate very much. you dont call, you dont ask me out. say im askin too much. but its just that i miss you, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont knw whether i'll find another guy who can tolerate me, just like how you've been tolerating me all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been almost 2 years, faiz. you may be wondering why i make you wait. let me make this clear to you, im afraid to lose you. yes. most couples always end up with a breakup, and they lose the one they love. and im being my most selfish self by not wanting to commit to you because i, never wnt to lose you. tadaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knw i wont make you happy, as a girlfriend. i knw i wont treat you right, as a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i knw you'll find your happiness with or without me. one thg's for sure, you're one of the most significant person i have in my life right now whom i'll cherish and treasure. trust me, on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thr you go. its a very good thg my post cant be highlighted(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/16800437-5596390668650252949?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5596390668650252949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5596390668650252949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5596390668650252949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5596390668650252949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#5596390668650252949' title='to whom it may concern,'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdeVZBMARbI/AAAAAAAABnw/i2jUz--6cPc/s72-c/Picture0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-8030844793484914058</id><published>2009-04-04T14:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:30:58.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I think I'll make it out but you just gotta give me time;"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdcLI7cO62I/AAAAAAAABno/pcQgHvA7sAk/s1600-h/IMG0108B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdcLI7cO62I/AAAAAAAABno/pcQgHvA7sAk/s400/IMG0108B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320733732784499554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom, seriously has a split personality. durin breakfast just now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;mpp : Semalam balek kol brape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;aku  : Eh mak yg bkk kan Non pintu smlm kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;mpp : Mane ader. Balek pagi, sape nk tggu. Mak tggu lamer sgt, tk tahan abeh mak tdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;aku  : *speechless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;mpp : APRIL FOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm mom, its alrd the 4th. then i punched her on the face. HAHA kay bedek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that bonda of mine, seriously freak the hell out of me ah. for the fact that im &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; home drunked last night when i got home, and i jolly well knw that it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; her who opened the door for me. then i took my cool bathe the moment i stripped. when i got out of the toilet, she was alrd asleep. i really thank God she was kidding me, when she claimed it wasnt her who opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine if it was true eh, it wasnt actually her who opened the door for me and asked me "Abeh tk belikkn mak pape." then whooo was that woman. okaaay that, will be the definition of creepy. i am so goin to make a horror movie out of it. and start publishing the movie at Pakistan. kay farah cukop. yg sudah tu sudah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think i should've stayed at Mac longer last night. seriously speaking of the Hello Kitty. kay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ziela's mom's being warded. sth's wrong with her lungs. Ziela's really down abt it. will head to TTSH soon. its been ages since i last saw her. the last time was Abang's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like a bitchy friend who's only thr for Ziela when she's in her worst state. i miss her, very much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-8030844793484914058?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/8030844793484914058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=8030844793484914058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8030844793484914058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8030844793484914058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#8030844793484914058' title='&quot;I think I&apos;ll make it out but you just gotta give me time;&quot;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdcLI7cO62I/AAAAAAAABno/pcQgHvA7sAk/s72-c/IMG0108B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-1393290033924119212</id><published>2009-04-03T14:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:29:54.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my faith is shaking;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdW6bT4NFVI/AAAAAAAABng/lin4LOuQQmA/s1600-h/IMG0116B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdW6bT4NFVI/AAAAAAAABng/lin4LOuQQmA/s400/IMG0116B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320363513163355474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy poko pants asked me to masak nasi just now, and while rinsing the rice grains, i realised thr were soap bubbles. HAHA i guess i dint wash the periuk nasi properly. so, whoever eat the the rice i cooked, maaf zahir batin ah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously im not goin to eat, im like goin out soon. indeed im suppose to get ready now, but my butt and Travis make me stuck on my bed. why cant i get out of bed? seriously irritating. and im suppose to boil water and make dad his tea. but my butt and Travis make me stuck on my bed. okay Farah da diam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wani's asleep, and she asks me to wake her up when im goin to get ready, which i have no banana idea when im even goin to start to siap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alrd told mommy poko pants maybe im not goin home today. and she's totally cool with it, indeed she gave me some cash just now. shall ask dad for more later. okay but i have to make him a cup of tea at the first place :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ifan is forever a weirdo lah. he's out for swimming cls now. before goin out he wanted to say bye so he tapped my shoulder, and i laughed my ass off seeing him. he actually wore his swimming cap on his whole head, instead of just his hair. and he was wearing his fav new goggles. sasau nyer budak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdW5RBNX7DI/AAAAAAAABnY/UIryQbevtAk/s1600-h/Picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdW5RBNX7DI/AAAAAAAABnY/UIryQbevtAk/s400/Picture0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320362236841552946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he claimed he's a blue ninja. wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i seriously have to make dad his tea and siap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-1393290033924119212?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/1393290033924119212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=1393290033924119212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1393290033924119212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/1393290033924119212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#1393290033924119212' title='my faith is shaking;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdW6bT4NFVI/AAAAAAAABng/lin4LOuQQmA/s72-c/IMG0116B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-8805458150089280142</id><published>2009-04-02T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:44:28.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was in love for a day; one day, 24 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdT2XAb_ZjI/AAAAAAAABnQ/l2COH96-AvM/s1600-h/IMG0031A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdT2XAb_ZjI/AAAAAAAABnQ/l2COH96-AvM/s400/IMG0031A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320147934946223666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, Ifan caught me talkin to myself. and he told mom that im out of my mind cause i talked to the mirror. cmonnn Ifaaan, whos the weird one here. who actually wears a goggle in the hse? weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh now i knw alrd whyyy im always starving in the middle of the night. like, now? ohmygosh my stomach's barking. okay i just burped. stomach, pls dont play tricks on Kak Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the reason's simply, i've been not havin proper dinner. i've been only havin 1 heavy meal in one day, lunch that is. if im hungry ltr on that day, i'll just have cereals. aft prayers i'll hog on Travis til the nxt morning. okay i just realised that's my everyday routine. eh kental seh kau farah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to go atw to Eunos to hand in documents. because i was being my stupid self and dint read the whole letter. and lucky me i've got an angel to accompany(: hahaha who made me laugh the whole time otw home. thanks eh dok, thanks. dah aku tknk teman kau gi salvation army lagi. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's achievement's day in sch. im goin to wear sari, and running shoes to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i just love being a girl(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-come on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;-THAT IS NOT AN EXCUSE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-thats not even 1.2cm close to acceptable ah pls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-i'm so sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-i'll make it up to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;-OKAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" src="file:///D:/Documents/My%20Chat%20Logs/April%202009/Images/MsgPlus_Img0640.png" alt=":D" /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-sry la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i seriously will make it up to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-famous amos?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OKAAAAAAAAAAAAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" src="file:///D:/Documents/My%20Chat%20Logs/April%202009/Images/MsgPlus_Img0640.png" alt=":D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-ok cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hahahaha. see what i mean? :D gosh, making guys suffer is seriously my favourite past time(:&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/16800437-8805458150089280142?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/8805458150089280142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=8805458150089280142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8805458150089280142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8805458150089280142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#8805458150089280142' title='I was in love for a day; one day, 24 hours'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdT2XAb_ZjI/AAAAAAAABnQ/l2COH96-AvM/s72-c/IMG0031A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-8749673442731404449</id><published>2009-04-01T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:13:41.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>member pedih pedih spicyyyy :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdOpvV1fjBI/AAAAAAAABnI/mzrTI2FZBxA/s1600-h/CIMG3558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdOpvV1fjBI/AAAAAAAABnI/mzrTI2FZBxA/s400/CIMG3558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319782215635143698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. am. starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bytheway. whats people and aprilfool-ing me and claimed they're being warded? like of all thgs. please ah, its not even 1cm close to unique. if its unique then atleast i'll fell for the trick ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like mommy poko pants, who tricked and make me literally touch my butt since she was like screaming thr was menses blood on my white shorts that i wore to sleep. minahrep seh that girl. serious ah. and she actually tricked the whole family? mak, please eh. grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that moron seriously freak the hell out of me. mintak kene jitak ngan batu lesung seh. kay thats because i totally forgot that today's 1st of April until mom tricked me. its not that i care anyway. and i cant believe it i actually imagined him passed away and attending to his funeral. HAHAHA joke of the hour seh that one. but think again i cant imagine him to die, then thr'll be no one to tolerate my irritating-ness. then thr'll be no one i can i bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that Akhbar can be really irritating ah. i was like laughin the whole time while otf with him. and he was another juon who claimed he was in hosp. kental. and he's so gettin me a birthday present frm E2. eh thats what he told me. but i was like "Tk dapat ah kau tk tau size aku." then he laughed like a father2. i dont even think what i said was even 1.5cm close to funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the song in my blog. but the 1st lines like disgusting only. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;You don't know how long I have wanted to touch your lips and hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;. like, ohmygoshilya that sounds gross ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but i like this one though,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"Till now I always got by on my own. I never really cared until I met you."&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku lapaaaaaaaaar =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-8749673442731404449?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/8749673442731404449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=8749673442731404449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8749673442731404449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8749673442731404449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#8749673442731404449' title='member pedih pedih spicyyyy :D'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdOpvV1fjBI/AAAAAAAABnI/mzrTI2FZBxA/s72-c/CIMG3558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2200731849959236190</id><published>2009-03-31T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:54:33.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdIysiusl6I/AAAAAAAABnA/KlLh94winuk/s1600-h/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdIysiusl6I/AAAAAAAABnA/KlLh94winuk/s400/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319369850696275874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fast game. apparently i have to go down sooneh and fetch kakak and give her money for cab fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay she' s home sweet home(: ketengteng. ohmygoshylia, she really bought me stuffs. stupidest part, the box is Mont Blanc, but inside is a Coach wallet. Anna Sui tote bag and Escada perfume :D okay obviously the stuffs are all fake. faker seh, sakit hati seh tgk. nvm ah, khilaf ah khilaf. okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ifan the Freak gotten this whole stretch of keychains with the word 'Malaysia' all over. and he's happy? kental seh. and now he's like irritating me by showing his keychains and was like "Kakak, the collection of keychains." i swear he said that more than 5 times alrd. stop it Ifan, before i staple your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO BLOG ABOUT THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i was treated a green tea by a cute stranger aft jogging just now. like, what the hello, i was embarassed times 3500 ah. sumpah seh. how on Jupiter can i not knw i only had 5cents and 20cents coins in my wallet at that pt of time. i wanted to put bck the green tea inside the fridge when he was like "Eh nvm aunty, count this also."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;aku: ohmygod eh thanks alot eh.&lt;/span&gt; (i said that in a horrible tone plus my face was all sweaty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cute green tea guy: eh tkpe lah. 60sen jer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he smiled, i grinned at him bck and walked off quickly, holding the green tea. SHIT farah what the hello! what was you thinking man. atleast ask him whr he live, so you can return his 60cents bck at his doorstep. okay no that'll be dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i dont even knw that cute green tea guy's name. wait, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; dont knw each other's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I think there are people who come into your life and are supposed to be there for a reason, even if your paths cross for just a short amount of time."&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/16800437-2200731849959236190?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2200731849959236190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2200731849959236190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2200731849959236190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2200731849959236190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#2200731849959236190' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdIysiusl6I/AAAAAAAABnA/KlLh94winuk/s72-c/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3106115374834968278</id><published>2009-03-31T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:19:24.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but the secret is still my own</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdHPGGKhZGI/AAAAAAAABm4/lcIARJ2G4w4/s1600-h/Picture0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdHPGGKhZGI/AAAAAAAABm4/lcIARJ2G4w4/s400/Picture0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319260338542175330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ifan the Freak (i have no idea why he even smiled that way in the picture) is like sleeping next to me now. on my bed, usin my pillow my bolster my comforter. thanks eh dok, and im like here, usin my knees to support this laptop. which, makes me look hideous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so goin to shove my Charles&amp;amp;Keith killer heels in his mouth if he left any liquid substance on any one of my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i always love Ifan. he was being his super cute self. we played hide and seek just now, in the hse -.- and it was damn hilarious ah. especially when each of us had the intention to cheat. so when im supposed to cover my eyes, i'll somehow see whr he run to, so i dont have to find the trouble to search for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that freak did the same. but his cheating was far more obvious than mine ah pls. cause even before i finish hiding, he was like alrd behind me, following whr i went with his hands covering his eyes. HAHA retarded seh that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the classiccc part. pure retardation i swear. Ifan was like "Okayokay, my turn my turn." so i thought it was his turn to hide, so i closed my eyes, waitin for him to hide. when i opened my eyes, he was right infront of me, covering his eyes! cause he thought im the one whos hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bongok seh satu2. so you can really imagine how dumb we looked, with our hands covering our eyes, when apparently thr was no one who was tryin to hide. gosh i cant believe it im actually playing hide&amp;amp;seek. someone, pls make me realise im turning seventeen in 4 months time, and sch starts in less than a mth. farah, wake up your idea eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak will be home today, she should be home by midnight i guess. i wonder how many bags she'll be carrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be jogging with Dewi tonight. woohootok. its been centuries since i last jog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-3106115374834968278?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3106115374834968278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3106115374834968278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3106115374834968278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3106115374834968278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#3106115374834968278' title='but the secret is still my own'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdHPGGKhZGI/AAAAAAAABm4/lcIARJ2G4w4/s72-c/Picture0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5080923373973669993</id><published>2009-03-30T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T23:00:50.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so right now I'm so unsure how to care;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdDSB8HoMFI/AAAAAAAABmo/05Gg0nDw_Uk/s1600-h/yps-076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdDSB8HoMFI/AAAAAAAABmo/05Gg0nDw_Uk/s400/yps-076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318982090684379218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jantinaaa. okay howww on Saturn can that bimbo thought that Solihin's sister's name is Jantina. for God's sake jantina's sex in malay ah. you knw that Female or Male, yeah thats jantina. but to think again, Jastina (Solihin's sister's real name) is quite weird lah. but to think again, like nice only. kay wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i craved for KFC today. like, so unlike that im craving for stuffs. usually its always been Wani all this time whos been craving stuffs. frm mango pudding to cheese waffle to cheese ice blended with pearls. the cheese ice blended seriously gross =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im like full now(: WOH FARAHBOO'S FULL? thats, a joke. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, Kental is sick now. i have no idea how, but he claimed that he's feeling all weakkk now. maybe, he's dying? HAHAHA okay wth. tu lah, org suroh buat jumping jack tknk! stupid. okay get well soonehnehpok, kau &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-5080923373973669993?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5080923373973669993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5080923373973669993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5080923373973669993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5080923373973669993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5080923373973669993' title='so right now I&apos;m so unsure how to care;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SdDSB8HoMFI/AAAAAAAABmo/05Gg0nDw_Uk/s72-c/yps-076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-2621886575244431699</id><published>2009-03-30T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:51:53.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but i took my turn cause you had to learn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc-kEc1gLrI/AAAAAAAABmg/KR2dl8NE1Yk/s1600-h/yps-059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc-kEc1gLrI/AAAAAAAABmg/KR2dl8NE1Yk/s400/yps-059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318650081314877106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc-j23PJMzI/AAAAAAAABmY/jsXMesHeOlg/s1600-h/photography-mimsy-258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc-j23PJMzI/AAAAAAAABmY/jsXMesHeOlg/s400/photography-mimsy-258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318649847883576114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised im always tired this few days. mcm tk bermaya seh. i'll be lying on my bed, doin nth, and soon falling asleep. okay that is so, a pig's attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have the feelings my laptop will look horrible when sch starts. i mean i just dropped the battery hard on the floor just now. then now the battery like bonyok alrd. eh i like the word, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;bonyok&lt;/span&gt;. sounds cutiepie. okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, thr's a jerk with no life who's bugging to read my blog. erm, anybody, spare 5mins for him? pls ah anybody, 2 mins also can ah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit im hungry alrd. very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i am clumsy. apparently i was dancing to Bust Your Windows, kire nak step tango dance ah. and i dont knw somehow both my legs get tangled that i almost fell, in a very ugly way. then i looked myself in the mirror and laughed to myself. retardation seh aku, gone case betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit im hungry alrd. very the strawberry Azman naek lorry. okay whats me and Azman?! who the heck is this guy seriously, who always appear on my lips. maybe, he's the one for me? what the hello, farah. get a hidup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pls lah anybody, spare 5 minutes for that lame-er ah pls. and now he's sending me this striking emoticon which can really hurt my eyes. gosh, i cant believe it i have a bloody toot asshole for a guyfriend. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-2621886575244431699?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/2621886575244431699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=2621886575244431699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2621886575244431699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/2621886575244431699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#2621886575244431699' title='but i took my turn cause you had to learn'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc-kEc1gLrI/AAAAAAAABmg/KR2dl8NE1Yk/s72-c/yps-059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-8790440090519911070</id><published>2009-03-29T01:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:51:35.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i've been tryin to find Tyra Banks show the one she's interviewing Lily (!!!), but i couldnt find it. whywhywhy. i wnt to see Lily again. cause nowww, im eyeing for hot butches. HAHAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5r5_6RHQI/AAAAAAAABmQ/LcK-6mRMU8A/s1600-h/CIMG2320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5r5_6RHQI/AAAAAAAABmQ/LcK-6mRMU8A/s400/CIMG2320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318306854123674882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5r3IFht7I/AAAAAAAABmI/fJIS0UFNlC8/s1600-h/CIMG2317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5r3IFht7I/AAAAAAAABmI/fJIS0UFNlC8/s400/CIMG2317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318306804778776498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5rz9Bi1KI/AAAAAAAABmA/RUWR1B2_aWI/s1600-h/CIMG2312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5rz9Bi1KI/AAAAAAAABmA/RUWR1B2_aWI/s400/CIMG2312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318306750269674658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! i cant believe it i actually went all the way to town today to eat. wasabe seh. i mean Mom called and forced me to attend Cik Man's bbq at sembawang while i was havin my meal. so i dragged Fiyah Fathin along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otw to sembawang was retarded. of all thgs, we talked abt butches. haha! eh but to think again, butches okay what. i mean, those hot and cute ones, just like Lily. i think i can dream of Lily when i sleep ltr seh. like, waaaaaaaaaaaaaah(sabe). okay farah i think you're sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Fiyah; Klau mak aku tau aku lesbian, kene halau rumah seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;aku   ; Nnt bpk aku pekik "KAU DA TUKA AGAME PER!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Fathin ; Aku rase mak aku anta aku counselling seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that, will be the result if one sweet day, our parents get to knw that we're not straight(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im missing the guys alrd =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another random slpover last night. all we did was stuff ourselves with food. i actually ate one whole berat meal aft midnight while watching that lame horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont get it how on Jupiter can Wani be freaked out over that stupid movie. like, julontong betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*okay whats me and stupid random words!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay bck to the movie. IT WAS STUPID. two words for that movie, egg mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were being our no-life selves by bloghopping to desperados blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"biiee, i lawa tak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"Its been 4 days since we were together, can we last for atleast one month?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;"Mommy and Daddy. Remy and Ruby"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh get a hidup lah get a hidup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5rpGjqd7I/AAAAAAAABl4/BQexSWTR2lc/s1600-h/CIMG3847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5rpGjqd7I/AAAAAAAABl4/BQexSWTR2lc/s400/CIMG3847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318306563850139570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5nWUOHs-I/AAAAAAAABlw/RYjRXHNZBbE/s1600-h/CIMG3835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5nWUOHs-I/AAAAAAAABlw/RYjRXHNZBbE/s400/CIMG3835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318301843053851618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5nIjdvWtI/AAAAAAAABlo/zJXdSB5elms/s1600-h/CIMG3832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5nIjdvWtI/AAAAAAAABlo/zJXdSB5elms/s400/CIMG3832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318301606627728082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes Wani, yesss. we dont look like seventeen. haha! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-8790440090519911070?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/8790440090519911070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=8790440090519911070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8790440090519911070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8790440090519911070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8790440090519911070' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sc5r5_6RHQI/AAAAAAAABmQ/LcK-6mRMU8A/s72-c/CIMG2320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-8490782050463026459</id><published>2009-03-27T02:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T03:03:41.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvLf_jpp9I/AAAAAAAABlg/iF02Su0qY6M/s1600-h/Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317567535538350034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvLf_jpp9I/AAAAAAAABlg/iF02Su0qY6M/s400/Pictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happened when you're not allowed to surf the internet, and all you have is your lappy. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a rough day with mom. but everythg's fine now. cause, she cooked Ayam Kicap and it was so, Sedap Corner. okay isnt that the restaurant at jb? okay so moving on. (its my time, you nvr were a friend of mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught Coming Soon with Fiqayoyo ytd and i tell you, the movie's awesome ah. serious, that i spilled my popcorn. kinukinu betol. and the last part, fuh cnfm a pregnant lady can have a miscarriage seh if she watch the last part. tsk. whoever's the director of the movie, naughty eh. haha okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvLQgYKuVI/AAAAAAAABlY/3eQZSIpME5U/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317567269470648658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvLQgYKuVI/AAAAAAAABlY/3eQZSIpME5U/s400/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvLMg3sj9I/AAAAAAAABlQ/kbKtpXZcRzM/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317567200883412946" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvLMg3sj9I/AAAAAAAABlQ/kbKtpXZcRzM/s400/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvKtXbxH4I/AAAAAAAABlI/cfs4sFGpnuc/s1600-h/untitled%5B1%5D.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317566665774407554" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvKtXbxH4I/AAAAAAAABlI/cfs4sFGpnuc/s400/untitled%5B1%5D.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha chatted with guy_issue. seriously this guy has issue ah. i used to hate him ah. haha and, block him? okay whats me and blocking ppl. and idk, i think every guy is disgusted by me alrd. like the first thg i told this guy_issue was, "I havent bath. Eh hungry ah i wnt to eat Koko Crunch" and he went, "Eeeeeew, you havent brush your teeth. and its alrd 5 in the aftnoon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, what the hello seha? i only mandi when maghrib comes. heehawkong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kakak is goin off to KL tmr morning. she, is so buying me that bag i've been wanting for sch. or i'll shove cockroach inside her, wtvr holes she has. okay farah shut up. i am goin to miss jiejie. haha! kay thats was so China phone. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvJEz7ZJBI/AAAAAAAABlA/Yl2WtpI_EVU/s1600-h/Pictures5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317564869536982034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvJEz7ZJBI/AAAAAAAABlA/Yl2WtpI_EVU/s400/Pictures5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s i love you all, EH I'VE MADE FACEBOOK LAH WOI! hahahaha. faster you all, give me comments to my wall! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-8490782050463026459?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/8490782050463026459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=8490782050463026459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8490782050463026459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8490782050463026459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8490782050463026459' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScvLf_jpp9I/AAAAAAAABlg/iF02Su0qY6M/s72-c/Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-622817210823425103</id><published>2009-03-25T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T02:21:05.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SckcyB0yQCI/AAAAAAAABk4/WFSVLSkZ8HQ/s1600-h/CIMG3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316812480896450594" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SckcyB0yQCI/AAAAAAAABk4/WFSVLSkZ8HQ/s400/CIMG3713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SckcOwNG-oI/AAAAAAAABkw/oYA8Zxkzv-0/s1600-h/CIMG3723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316811874871212674" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SckcOwNG-oI/AAAAAAAABkw/oYA8Zxkzv-0/s400/CIMG3723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now Wani was like sending me random pictures in google. seriously i think she has no life. hahaha she searched for Mohan and thr's this Indian guy with long nose appeared. what the hello ah that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay finally i have a new blog and a new skin. like, yay ah chok chok kendong! :D and now its public, so i cant really write simply anythg thats on my mind. sasau betol. but for the time being can lah. cause apparently the only person who knws abt this blog is you, Wani! that bitch who showed stupid pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. i dont get it why some girls can be so, what you call it, obsessed with their boyfriends? like, seriously ah. its disgusting one, and two, i seriously have no freaking idea how they will survive when their 'perfect' boyfriends dumped them. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right! will be watchin Coming Soon with Fiqayoyo. haha okay i knw im like broke, but i'll just find ways to get money frm papa. that lame father of mine who threw his socks at Ifan's face. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been sleeping lateee this few days. its all because of Travis. and yeah, Oscar's right. i have to stop sleeping late, cause apparently im always always hungry when i stay up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;altalavista baybeh. i should sleep nowey(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-622817210823425103?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/622817210823425103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=622817210823425103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/622817210823425103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/622817210823425103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#622817210823425103' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SckcyB0yQCI/AAAAAAAABk4/WFSVLSkZ8HQ/s72-c/CIMG3713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-7444018412791492841</id><published>2009-03-24T01:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T03:15:03.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess i always knew, that i had all the strength to make it through ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfP3ASjz3I/AAAAAAAABj8/7V2RtAqnzXs/s1600-h/P130309_23.11_%5B02%5D-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316446429011758962" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfP3ASjz3I/AAAAAAAABj8/7V2RtAqnzXs/s400/P130309_23.11_%5B02%5D-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. i went to my parent's room to shishi just now, and they were like hugging while holding hands in their sleep. like, eew? HAHA i mean okay i knw im a bitch to say this abt my parents but its only once in a blue moon i'll see them in that 'lovey dovey' position. oh and my dad's actually wearing his watch while he sleeps? dier pikir latest trend per tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sleep ALOT. thanks to a horny bastard. and he puts the blame on me for wakin up at 4pm and had to go for trng straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Org time trng tadi smp nk tertdo kt padang seh. Its all your fault."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see how horny? okay wth no link seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, am makin a new blog. and it will be, sexonstaircase.blogspot.com. HAHAHA i still think that url is cool lah, Azman. okay whoever's Azman. haha! but nah. that url's only for _______. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised i have the cutest mom on Earth. just look like how slenge when she smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfX7cPojxI/AAAAAAAABkk/zBnvJRdiD2g/s1600-h/Picture0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316455301328178962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfX7cPojxI/AAAAAAAABkk/zBnvJRdiD2g/s400/Picture0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfXpcbVV5I/AAAAAAAABkc/ky7Iwu-9amA/s1600-h/Picture0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316454992139605906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfXpcbVV5I/AAAAAAAABkc/ky7Iwu-9amA/s400/Picture0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfXlHKXDHI/AAAAAAAABkU/AS4EBVEo970/s1600-h/Picture0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316454917711793266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfXlHKXDHI/AAAAAAAABkU/AS4EBVEo970/s400/Picture0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfSnbGhd_I/AAAAAAAABkM/QgZUer0MZiA/s1600-h/Picture0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316449459866007538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfSnbGhd_I/AAAAAAAABkM/QgZUer0MZiA/s400/Picture0109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfSC-bd-1I/AAAAAAAABkE/dMdzKddDSuc/s1600-h/Picture0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316448833693940562" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfSC-bd-1I/AAAAAAAABkE/dMdzKddDSuc/s400/Picture0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA its official, i love my mom &lt;3&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/16800437-7444018412791492841?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7444018412791492841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7444018412791492841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7444018412791492841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7444018412791492841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7444018412791492841' title='i guess i always knew, that i had all the strength to make it through ;'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScfP3ASjz3I/AAAAAAAABj8/7V2RtAqnzXs/s72-c/P130309_23.11_%5B02%5D-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-7887787021742889982</id><published>2009-03-23T04:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T04:59:06.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScaiBXZNEaI/AAAAAAAABjs/d2gI9muLHEM/s1600-h/ial6500.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316114554500747682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScaiBXZNEaI/AAAAAAAABjs/d2gI9muLHEM/s400/ial6500.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Scah27t0_UI/AAAAAAAABjk/8suUn6Am9VU/s1600-h/xoyE851.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316114375272365378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Scah27t0_UI/AAAAAAAABjk/8suUn6Am9VU/s400/xoyE851.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayyy its 4.30 and im still right here, under your armpit. okay wth. watched Bloody Valentines, with alottt of interruptions. haha i mean i was watchin for 2 mins, then i was distracted cause thr were like 4 orange bars blinking. and it went on and on like that. which equals to, i have to watch it again. with no interruption this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nowww, i understand why Bloody Valentines's M18. haha i showed Oscar the part whr they showed the couple TOTALLY naked. and he liiike it. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;videocall with Tariq Irfaan! :D and we laughed alot i tell you. and i think he's irritated cause i kept callin him fat. okayyy i knw i &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; fat, but Tariq's fatter. so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i ditched Tariq and videocall with Oscar the horny bastard. we played a very stupid game. we send each other pictures, and see who could receive the picture first. mcm bodoh seh. and i am sucha loser cause i din even receive any pictures cause apparently im too slow. loser act seh aku. and he managed to get one of mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i alrd warned him not to do anythg with that photo, or i'll stuff banana inside his mouth. okayyy that, will seriously look disturbing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i. am. seriously. hungry. i. wnt. hotcakes.&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/16800437-7887787021742889982?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/7887787021742889982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=7887787021742889982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7887787021742889982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/7887787021742889982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7887787021742889982' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScaiBXZNEaI/AAAAAAAABjs/d2gI9muLHEM/s72-c/ial6500.tmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5138068038709465552</id><published>2009-03-22T00:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:46:26.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUcRNcKexI/AAAAAAAABi0/k6jEovpjKRM/s1600-h/IMG0114A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315686017171880722" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUcRNcKexI/AAAAAAAABi0/k6jEovpjKRM/s400/IMG0114A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo sapsap pusamalu! :D okay both my legs are killin me. i stood up for like hoursss. frm walkin ard expo to standing in the bus otw home. kicap betol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. i watched Fiyah did her mly dance today durin GPA in NYJC! hahaha its been so long since i see her do some mly dancing. and she looked pretty just now, but of course she wont admit it. i think she's like the prettiest among all the dancers ah(: and i really wnt her to hook up with Mus. that cuteeeeeeeeeeeeee guy who has an ugly girlf whos 2 yrs older than him. hah, loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUhgIQzlnI/AAAAAAAABi8/9EaVaAUMSrM/s1600-h/CIMG2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315691771038242418" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUhgIQzlnI/AAAAAAAABi8/9EaVaAUMSrM/s400/CIMG2284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUiycumeNI/AAAAAAAABjM/FPM-lPHgH-4/s1600-h/CIMG2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315693185281194194" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUiycumeNI/AAAAAAAABjM/FPM-lPHgH-4/s400/CIMG2296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUipdl8ycI/AAAAAAAABjE/ass2L4Z3li8/s1600-h/CIMG2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315693030894520770" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUipdl8ycI/AAAAAAAABjE/ass2L4Z3li8/s400/CIMG2291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUj-jsc5UI/AAAAAAAABjc/1fi0oggbf3I/s1600-h/CIMG2298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315694492821284162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUj-jsc5UI/AAAAAAAABjc/1fi0oggbf3I/s400/CIMG2298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the skits were awesome, except for Cedar Girls. mrepek seh serious. esp that loud-girl. me and Fathin were so freak out lookin at how she plays her role. i mean howww on Jupiter can she shout like that man. bengot seh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh Ain was the emcee for the whole thg, along with this funny gay guy, he's cute lah! hahaha. and she was really good. i love the way she talks. haha i rmbred how i always think that she's a bitch in higher mly cls. met Sakinah &amp;amp; Syairah also, they were also watchin GPA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUi7eDKBnI/AAAAAAAABjU/gGnQz5R1p3k/s1600-h/CIMG2294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315693340254668402" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUi7eDKBnI/AAAAAAAABjU/gGnQz5R1p3k/s400/CIMG2294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUcCtfZIZI/AAAAAAAABis/4k1Xq-MyAzw/s1600-h/SDC10598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315685768077320594" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUcCtfZIZI/AAAAAAAABis/4k1Xq-MyAzw/s400/SDC10598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUa81bGYYI/AAAAAAAABik/2w2JmyBrCps/s1600-h/SDC10594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315684567615955330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUa81bGYYI/AAAAAAAABik/2w2JmyBrCps/s400/SDC10594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrighto then me and Fathin (that retarded mammal who simply cant stop makin me have stomach cramps frm laughin) went to Expo sale! we searched high and low for the shop which sells the Mac makeup. and look what i've gotttt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUaYx7IJoI/AAAAAAAABic/tn-vBbqGtx8/s1600-h/IMG0221A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315683948201256578" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUaYx7IJoI/AAAAAAAABic/tn-vBbqGtx8/s400/IMG0221A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 Mac items, for 50 bucks. you see, we just have to be CLEVER buyers(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my money's finishin, FAST. &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/16800437-5138068038709465552?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5138068038709465552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5138068038709465552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5138068038709465552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5138068038709465552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5138068038709465552' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScUcRNcKexI/AAAAAAAABi0/k6jEovpjKRM/s72-c/IMG0114A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-3138307819484722662</id><published>2009-03-21T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:51:53.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScPQiX7O_QI/AAAAAAAABiM/lpzgLC1MYbU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315321274183908610" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScPQiX7O_QI/AAAAAAAABiM/lpzgLC1MYbU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay Street Fighter ; The Legend of Chun Li was awesome. action pack dok. Chun Li's hot lah, frm head to knee. okay wth. i love it when she's fighting. i wnt to be a fighter like her, and say this to jerks who dare to touch me : &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You have to learn some manners. Never put your hands on a woman. &lt;/span&gt;okay sorry Chun Li i stole your script. okay i'll give you mandarin oranges ltr kay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but some scenes were disturbing ah. like when Chun Li was abt to be killed by those Byson's gayboys. they were like, "So, do you have anythg to say before you dissolve?" and "Do you wnt us to kill you before, or aft we cut you up?" LIKE EEEEEEEEEEEE kan. like, ouch seh. i mean dissolve? i can only imagine Wani dissolving ah, in Filzah's sauna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and waaaaah Expo Sale is crazy. i bought 4 sets of pierre cardin's lingerie. and they're cute lahhh. and! i didnt knw im a C cup. like C?! thats huge lah. ohmygoshilya seh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and and! MAC makeup is like so cheap. 5 items you can get like, for 50bucks! gile seh tu. MAC okay, not macdonald knw. okay farah. -.- i wnt to buy i wnt to buy i wnt to buy MAC. its cheap and i HAVE to get them. goreng pisang betol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bytheway. Farhan is the most *idk what to put here* guy i've ever met? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he called just now, and i dont even knw why the heck i thought it was momma who called cause apparently she was like nxt to me holding her phone. so i was like "Mak asl mak call hp non?! Lame ah mak" then i rejected the phonecall. i dont knw what was mom's reaction cause i was chatting all along. she must be thinkin she really has a weird daughter ah, who accused her of callin someone who's directly next to her. masya allah seh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then aft 5secs i was like "Wait thats not mom's number. Okay i think that's Farhan's number." then i continued chatting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then JUST NOW, really just now like 5mins ago, i read Farhan's text which he sent hoursss ago : &lt;strong&gt;Farah your prepaid finish alrd? You wnt me to top up for you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ermmmmmmmmmmmmm. what the hell. HAHAHA mcm mat kental seh dier. cmon ah my prepaid is like left with 60bucks. longgg way before its finish ah. i think he can just shut up and send me pizza now. cause im starving.&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/16800437-3138307819484722662?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/3138307819484722662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=3138307819484722662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3138307819484722662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/3138307819484722662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#3138307819484722662' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScPQiX7O_QI/AAAAAAAABiM/lpzgLC1MYbU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-8470346833298749694</id><published>2009-03-20T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:52:50.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so i knw i took forever to post. i mean i've been logged in blogger since i on this laptop, and now its like past midnight and im just abt to START. mami chulo seh. apparently, because im chatting with those sunshines in my life(: kay lah not all ah. cmon you cant expect Sang to be sunshine in my life right. HAHA okay farah shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh nak tau sth tk? i went ZOO today. okay ytd. okay wtvr. and i tell you, i've been to ZOO for hundred times but i still cant fight the fact that those animals are really intelligent. frm the sea lion to the elephants to penguins. serious ah. they're really well trained ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to whooo. to their cuteee trainers. ;D okay i wanna be Carlos, the sea lion. i mean Carlos has a cute trainer lah. cute dot net seh the trainer. okay wth. tapi serious aku tk bedek. eh pls ah pecaye, pls ah tlg. pls. da lah diam lah Wani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJ5ebGrPDI/AAAAAAAABiE/1D-C-eHm85I/s1600-h/IMG0147A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314944073829399602" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJ5ebGrPDI/AAAAAAAABiE/1D-C-eHm85I/s400/IMG0147A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJ3Dw7VlpI/AAAAAAAABh8/wOcImVf5dZY/s1600-h/IMG0149A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314941416807700114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJ3Dw7VlpI/AAAAAAAABh8/wOcImVf5dZY/s400/IMG0149A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJ29Y8uycI/AAAAAAAABh0/z_jHImCFUDk/s1600-h/IMG0150A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314941307291879874" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJ29Y8uycI/AAAAAAAABh0/z_jHImCFUDk/s400/IMG0150A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the white tigers' really huge ah. okay 1 of them only but still. its really huge. i cant imagine Hui Min being eaten by the white tigers. okay firstly, they wont even be attracted to Hui Min cause apparently she simply has no meat. okay farah stop it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJ21FEnToI/AAAAAAAABhs/HAOCU7Bun8Y/s1600-h/IMG0153A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314941164517281410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJ21FEnToI/AAAAAAAABhs/HAOCU7Bun8Y/s400/IMG0153A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJvzkO0SOI/AAAAAAAABhk/V7hyZwl4ln8/s1600-h/IMG0155A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314933441940441314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJvzkO0SOI/AAAAAAAABhk/V7hyZwl4ln8/s400/IMG0155A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJptE5Kv9I/AAAAAAAABhc/vY8Abmk3Tso/s1600-h/IMG0157A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314926733379157970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJptE5Kv9I/AAAAAAAABhc/vY8Abmk3Tso/s400/IMG0157A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJo7-GdGCI/AAAAAAAABhU/8ipT5eFtQNM/s1600-h/IMG0206A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314925889742247970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJo7-GdGCI/AAAAAAAABhU/8ipT5eFtQNM/s400/IMG0206A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJo2dUOHhI/AAAAAAAABhM/7qxMly_BTGE/s1600-h/IMG0193A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314925795042270738" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJo2dUOHhI/AAAAAAAABhM/7qxMly_BTGE/s400/IMG0193A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJodfqYJAI/AAAAAAAABhE/J0l3OE9W70o/s1600-h/IMG0197A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314925366175343618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJodfqYJAI/AAAAAAAABhE/J0l3OE9W70o/s400/IMG0197A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJoWw_wuLI/AAAAAAAABg8/OfOdt5Hp0DA/s1600-h/IMG0190A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314925250569353394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJoWw_wuLI/AAAAAAAABg8/OfOdt5Hp0DA/s400/IMG0190A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJoLFz7-UI/AAAAAAAABg0/EFXbO8aA0RU/s1600-h/IMG0173A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314925049998473538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJoLFz7-UI/AAAAAAAABg0/EFXbO8aA0RU/s400/IMG0173A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJn__rLsBI/AAAAAAAABgs/IJix8GhaY1I/s1600-h/IMG0176A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314924859372580882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJn__rLsBI/AAAAAAAABgs/IJix8GhaY1I/s400/IMG0176A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJMzD2NJtI/AAAAAAAABgk/-a37zh1sq3Q/s1600-h/IMG0177A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314894950340306642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJMzD2NJtI/AAAAAAAABgk/-a37zh1sq3Q/s400/IMG0177A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random eh the pictures. oh btw we're havin movie marathon at Filzah's hse. its gonna be close to 10 girls tmr at her place. and fuh kebabom power ranger, cnfm her hse chaos. with me, finishing her whole tapawe of keropok udang and Wani eating her sambal goreng and Saj, cooking her jempot jempot roti. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay yay im doney. okay Dani is my mom's friend's son. okay farah nobody asks. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iloveoscar. that jerk who said aku mampat. kurg hajar&lt;/span&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/16800437-8470346833298749694?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/8470346833298749694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=8470346833298749694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8470346833298749694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8470346833298749694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8470346833298749694' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScJ5ebGrPDI/AAAAAAAABiE/1D-C-eHm85I/s72-c/IMG0147A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-4535470561925260288</id><published>2009-03-18T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:52:37.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScEnfs4BH7I/AAAAAAAABgc/37BEQtgWBNc/s1600-h/DSCF0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314572460849438642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScEnfs4BH7I/AAAAAAAABgc/37BEQtgWBNc/s400/DSCF0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;havin a laptop and internet connection at home is no good seh bonyok. serious ah. oh shoot wait. i touched my face (right beside my nose) and got the feelings thr'll be a pimple appearing in 1 second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to pasir ris park today. to cycle! :D and man what a coincidence the 5Ns ppl were havin their bbq. haha i was like "Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" when i saw Shadiq and Rafi pullin their trolley or whatever they're pulling (okay wth) when i saw Syamil and Arif behind. the 2nd time, i saw Soleh (HEEEE) and the rest. and the whole time i was in my worst condition, wearing a white cap. i think they'll like "Eeee tu Farah?" HAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i was being my anti-climax self by visiting their pit. and i had chickennnn and satay! woohootok seh. the satay, nice ah serious. idk who cooked for me ah but nice job ah member! okay im referring to the person who barbequed my satay ah. yg laen relek eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA kay i rmbered one of the convo i had with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;aku : eh panas gile eh. ketiak aku basah seh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;them : abeh kau nk kitorg buat aper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;idk whick jerk : suroh Arif jilatkan ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;aku : EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE pengotor seh korg! (covering my armpits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;serious ah how can they even say that. thats like the most gross-est thg anyone could say ah. and apparently Soleh starts the whole thg. he was like "Eh Farah tu Arif. yg dulu kau penah suke" and the rest extra only. cmon, thats like 3 yrs ago ah pls. now, i've got my Papi Chulo. haha kay wtvr it is. Ifan keeps callin me that idk why -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay we're goin Zoo tmr! :D its been ages since i went thr. yayness lah, lah seh. kay i miss Jamal. eee random nyer! hahaha. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh btw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chehhhhhhhh rape kate kau da ader nonok sehhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;aku masih single la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ku masih tungu ko nye jwpan nie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;haaahahaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nothing? i just find it, cute? hahahahahah(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4535470561925260288?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4535470561925260288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4535470561925260288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4535470561925260288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4535470561925260288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#4535470561925260288' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/ScEnfs4BH7I/AAAAAAAABgc/37BEQtgWBNc/s72-c/DSCF0459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-5222732833734278092</id><published>2009-03-17T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:55:45.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally seh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sb-6qDLOHCI/AAAAAAAABgU/Mr03lEJy0OY/s1600-h/IMG0135A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314171316890115106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sb-6qDLOHCI/AAAAAAAABgU/Mr03lEJy0OY/s400/IMG0135A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fuhhhhhhhh kebabom. okay this time it'll not be a once-a-month post anymore. no more babeh, no more. im actually bck, frm a 4 month holiday in Hawaii. cheh mcm papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promised myself. not to buy anymore footwear. apparently i bought 5 pairs ytd and today. and i've gotten 3 pairs of sandals, a pair of killer heels and 1 pair of gorgy flats. woohootok eh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the feelings i'll be goin out this wholeee week. kay Ifan is being his irritating self by wearing his new Reebok cap and forcing mom to play arm wrestling with him. and apparently he's a sore loser. he's givin excuses that mom bent her arms, thats why she won. ohmygod kay why im even mentioning abt that guy, who threw his shoe at my mouth and made me cry -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowww, i feel bad for Phoebe Ong Yu Qun. cause i cant join yoga cls with her. mom&amp;amp;dad dont quite like the idea i join yoga cls. which is like, whyyyyyyyyyyy seh. and plus, im like broke now. im only left with less than 200 in my bank. thats not good. tsk, member lagi pokai ah :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll, make my blog public, when i alrd update 5 posts(: and now. i wnt to sing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-5222732833734278092?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/5222732833734278092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=5222732833734278092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5222732833734278092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/5222732833734278092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5222732833734278092' title='finally seh'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/Sb-6qDLOHCI/AAAAAAAABgU/Mr03lEJy0OY/s72-c/IMG0135A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-6819930338762849133</id><published>2009-02-15T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:21:31.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats next what nextttt</title><content type='html'>now im damn not happy. seriously not happy. my whole makeup kit went missing ytd. idk how the heck it went missing, but yeah. i mean i dont rmbr takin it out frm my bag the whole of ytd. cant be Oscar took/stole it right. okay that'll be stupid. why the heck does he even wnt to take my makeup kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to top it off, my Nets and Popular card and ezlink card was inside. okay i dont mind abt the cards actually, i mean i can easily terminate my Nets and Popular card, and get new ones. the ezlink was my sec sch one, and im not usin it anymore. thank God i din put mom's ezlink which has 20bucks inside it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the besar deal now is my whole makeup set it gone. so im like left with nth. thanks eh, thanks. frm ZA foundation to maybelline lipstick to avon eyeliner! to blusher to lipgloss! bapak dier lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plusss, the pink purse was my 16th birthday gift frm Mama and Kakak ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've received Rp's package. had to come down to sch between 10th to 13th March for enrolment thg. woooo, sch's startinggg. NOT. 2 more mths to come. and i've yet to buy stuffs for sch. luckily Wani mentioned abt the sale or whatsoever at the Salvation army. cheappppppppp and nice stuffs. kaykay i should go thr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oscar the jerk has been a great company this few days. swimming with him was retarded. esp when we're the only ppl in the baby pool. and we actually challenge swimming usin our palms -.- and we actually threw his wristband in the pool and challenge who could get it first. and we tried diving, in a way our back touches the water first. then we tried doin handstand in the pool. *shake head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoddd i din realise we were being such assholes in the pool. no wonder the lifeguards look at us in one kind and laughed. tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vday was pure retardation. the night before was the joke of the year. no wonder he's in ITE now. -.- walked ard Vivo and we made fool out of ourselves. like, we were walkin and suddenly he was like "ALL THE SINGLE LADIES, ALL THE SINGLE LADIES" wth sia tu anak. and we went butch-hunting for me. hahaha i told him im goin for butch now. i saw quite a few hot butches ytd. kay butches, sounds like &lt;em&gt;butchers&lt;/em&gt;. yknw those ppl who cut babi? yeah. kay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowww. tell me tell me! who got Perlini's Silver's necklace and samsung touch mp3 for vday? hahaha abeh action eh. Oscar's a jerk, plain and simple(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i miss bestfs. its been long since we 3 met. and i've yet to buy stuffs for them. Saj had alrd bought our stuffs, since forever. kay ayams, we shall meet up soooon okay! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-6819930338762849133?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/6819930338762849133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=6819930338762849133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6819930338762849133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/6819930338762849133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#6819930338762849133' title='whats next what nextttt'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-271117905960148669</id><published>2009-02-11T18:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:57:33.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everythg's fine, so far</title><content type='html'>YABIDABIDOOO. kay so anyway, its random but Mazi asked me out today. its been panjang since i last saw her. the last time's when Tprawks, and she went off earlier and missed the last moment of Tprawks. slenge kan. i mean the last part of Tprawks was the best lah. nah but RedCamp's hop night best-er. okay wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's awesome. thats all i can say(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! i've been running alot. with Raja. and i pulled my muscle ytd. wth seriously. durin sprinting that is. like i NEVER pull my muscle in my last 16 yrs of living. but ytd was miserable. and stupid me, i continued sprinting. plus, Raja forced me to do butterflies. so it became worst. moron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bytheway, im like seriously pokai now. for the fact that im left with pathetic amount of cash in my nets, that i cant withdraw. and i got no cash at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever ah. jongkang seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent receive any call frm Robinsons. its official, im not gettin the job -.- but i wnt lah! im desparado for money seh. i havent even start buyin poly stuffs. okay i think i'll be wearing the same clothes everyday in poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pangsai lah! -.-  &lt;img src="http://i497.photobucket.com/albums/rr337/jkEboo/peace-11.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-271117905960148669?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/271117905960148669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=271117905960148669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/271117905960148669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/271117905960148669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#271117905960148669' title='everythg&apos;s fine, so far'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-8724138313801908077</id><published>2009-02-03T18:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:25:06.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SYgf49le4AI/AAAAAAAABf8/uB272yTiToU/s1600-h/s640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298520025066299394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SYgf49le4AI/AAAAAAAABf8/uB272yTiToU/s400/s640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muke take care. hahahahaha. kay bdk NYJC (Sofiyah Bte Suhaimi Yusof) taught me that. Wanie's birthday party was fine. i cant believe it i actually cried when Haziqah was givin her speech to her sisters. like me? CRY? that, dont come tgth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paling gerek when we actually sat behind the postbox and had our dinner. we literally laugh the whole time. esp when Fathin farted. tu anak, seriously dont knw how to give warning ah. she kept laughin and laughin and suddenly got one sound came frm her. abt the smell, its undescribable. sumpah aku tk bedek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SYgffVTQLaI/AAAAAAAABf0/N3LDCnIMi2o/s1600-h/s640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298519584755690914" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SYgffVTQLaI/AAAAAAAABf0/N3LDCnIMi2o/s400/s640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the nxt day we went roller blading lah pulak. i sucked at roller blading, thats for sure. im like left behind the whole time. its the roller blade's fault! the wheels like slenge only. i mean i can roller blade better with Fat's roller blades lah. bloody cheese cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love it when i skate down the slope, and mini-hugged Teddy and we fell. HAHAHA that part seriously gone case. slenge habes seh aku -.- woh and Wan actually dislocated his arms. like howww can that happened. he seemed fine when we're havin our picnic aft roller blading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well, i adviced him to just sit down and relek satu corner the nxt time we go roller blading again. i told you, im a nice friend! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so everybody. its official, i'll be in RP. Hotel &amp;amp; Hospitality management. i love the course, like cmon its the course i've been wanting since forever. but the sch, no comments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-8724138313801908077?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/8724138313801908077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=8724138313801908077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8724138313801908077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/8724138313801908077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8724138313801908077' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SYgf49le4AI/AAAAAAAABf8/uB272yTiToU/s72-c/s640x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-793426439176287728</id><published>2009-01-20T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:06:27.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoootok</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SXWxQ052XsI/AAAAAAAABfQ/srZhpU5gAX8/s1600-h/photograph-mimsy-077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293331839681191618" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SXWxQ052XsI/AAAAAAAABfQ/srZhpU5gAX8/s400/photograph-mimsy-077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SXWw_WrcjlI/AAAAAAAABfI/Hm1THLZxFE0/s1600-h/photograph-mimsy-076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293331539509939794" style="WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SXWw_WrcjlI/AAAAAAAABfI/Hm1THLZxFE0/s400/photograph-mimsy-076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SW3WcqIG3bI/AAAAAAAABfA/cHQHaVnoTxk/s1600-h/SANY1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so i just realised Mim's photoblog exists. okay pardon me, no internet connection for nearly 4 mths? gosh i miss so much in life man. im a loser. TAK LAH! okay i think im possesed by Khairul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i went to the CCA open hse pics and guess who i sawww. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;*eyes twinkling like a twinkletwinkle little star*&lt;/span&gt; okay Farah stop it stop it. Cine is just being his most friendly self by callin out your name and had a veryveryvery short chat whenever he saw you. nothing more nothing less. woo i like the sound of it. &lt;em&gt;nothing more, nothing less&lt;/em&gt;. eh nice ah. lets say it again. &lt;em&gt;nothing more nothing less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anywayyyyyyyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 more days. 3 more days of hell, and im done with Robinsons. eh but i met cool ppl over thr okay. just ytd, i got to knw Yi Xuan. hahaha i thought she was a China girl when i first saw her. with her bangs and all. eh but hell no, she's cool lah okay (if to compared with me lah) she's a volleyball player, and! and and and, the coolest part, we're in the same erm what you called that, position? i mean we loveee to make guys wait for eternity, and we make guys suffer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant believe i actually had lunch, &lt;strong&gt;twice&lt;/strong&gt; with 3 married mly men. HAHA but they're nice ppl who love vulgarities. -.- oh and, they can be cheeky at times. im molested by one of them. no kidding. kay not that molested to the extreme or whatever, but yeah. they practically smoke infront of me, talk abt 4D, and whatsoever that comes to your mind. and im thr laughin, i dont quite knw for what reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and! they're my food suppliers :D thats the best lah kan. i can save the 7bucks dad gave me for lunch breaks everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just cant stand workin thr. i mean not because of the ppl, i LOVE the ppl over thr. except for Betty that old fugly nyonya who made me cry. urgh okay i feel like a loser. its just that i cant imagine myself workin thr til the end of March. tak boleh oi. suffer seh. stoning thr like an idiot, folding towels? rugs? yes, TOWELS &amp;amp; RUGS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : Eh why you dont wnt to wear tie ah like that boy? nice what, look like businessman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kai : Businessman? okayyy. businessman who folds towels and rugs you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i laughed my ass off. jerk sia that guy. Kai's cool. NOT. he's cute but! he's the president of CHESS CLUB durin his 2 yrs in jc. like whatttttt, of all CCAs? okay i cant believe it i actually made friends with the president of Chess Club frm jurong jc -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so thr's volleyball player, 3 married men, and the president of chess club. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay the chess club part anti climax seh. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am craving. for BJ ice cream. which i'll get two small tubs of it frm 7eleven ltr. see this is what happens when you have cash in your purse. dont try this at home, keep all your cash in you nets or whatever you're using now kay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bytheway, went to Cheers with mom this morning. and, tsktskstsk. she bought 10 siewmais. idk whats her problem, but she said she mengidam siewmai. i think she's pregnant. okay Farah cukop. &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/16800437-793426439176287728?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/793426439176287728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=793426439176287728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/793426439176287728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/793426439176287728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#793426439176287728' title='woohoootok'/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SXWxQ052XsI/AAAAAAAABfQ/srZhpU5gAX8/s72-c/photograph-mimsy-077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16800437.post-4414878485519071492</id><published>2009-01-05T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:14:55.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SWHYiM5dEkI/AAAAAAAABH4/-a7jJvkH-nM/s1600-h/Pink%7E%282587%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SWHYiM5dEkI/AAAAAAAABH4/-a7jJvkH-nM/s400/Pink%7E%282587%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287745519599030850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thg im doin when i got my pay : Treat Them to Sakura -.- they've been bugging me for that since, 2 yrs ago. kay no 3 yrs ago, since its alrd 2009 now. wth i knw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BTW, HAPPY NEW YEAR. kay i knw its like alrd 5 days ago but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that Myra Lee, the human resource woman frm Robinsons actually gave me fake hopes. im suppose to start work today but she din call to mention to me abt my shift. lame-er seh. then me and Fathin decided to burn Myra. okay that part, wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i didnt knw mom and dad can make such a big fuss over my face. kay, my disgusting face to be precise. they're practically nagging and askin me why my face becomes worst and worst each day. like cmon, who's even goin to see my face? -.- dad went on and on sayin that my face looked like a cat. and mom, askin me to stop wearing the make-up products im havin now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the art of losing is not hard to master&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16800437-4414878485519071492?l=farah-boo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/feeds/4414878485519071492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16800437&amp;postID=4414878485519071492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4414878485519071492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16800437/posts/default/4414878485519071492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://farah-boo.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#4414878485519071492' title=''/><author><name>farah boo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973074128225318429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/TBejwpoP3vI/AAAAAAAACHo/BSZCherQMYM/S220/Picture0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9I3Ogr5vo3w/SWHYiM5dEkI/AAAAAAAABH4/-a7jJvkH-nM/s72-c/Pink%7E%282587%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
